"Master, what's wrong?"

Ge Lan asked outside the car, but no one answered.

......

On the border of Quyangbo, a carriage stopped diagonally on the official road, and the horses neighed and moved their hooves restlessly.

In front of the official road, there were two rows of sharpened horses, and if the horses could not stop the car, the stake would penetrate their chests.

Under the car, the dusty coachman climbed up from the ground and went around behind two rows of rejecting horses. On that side, there were several brightly dressed groups of state church guards, and the coachmen hid behind them, pouring out their breathlessness.

The escort at the head nodded, handed the coachman behind him, and then beckoned, leading a team of men and horses to the back of the car.

The carriage had four sides, twelve guards, three on one side, two with swords, and one with a halberd in the middle, and they went step by step towards the carriage, one step at a time, one step closer, one step closer......

Shining on the blade of the halberd, the sunlight deflected and hit the horse's eyes. With the neighing of the beast, a figure sprang out of the curtain of the car, jumped onto the front panel, and picked up the whip that had been thrown away by the coachman.

Drive!

The whip was whipped on the horse's buttocks, and the horse spread its hooves. Ge Lan held the horsewhip's hand and hurriedly went to pull the reins again, adjusted the horse's head, avoided the rejection of the horse in front, and rushed to the field next to the official road.

"Chase, chase!" only then did the guard react, raised the sword halberd in his hand and waved it twice, summoning his comrades to the carriage to block it.

Seeing this, the remaining guards who had remained behind the rejection of the horses rushed towards the galloping carriage, and those with swords in front and halberds in the back raised their blades to prevent the horses from colliding.

But the man who rode the horse pulled the reins again, and the horse turned its head in the direction of the halberd, and threw the carriage behind him into the side of the guard.

The guards had no time to dodge, and the sword halberd in their hands had no effect on the painless and bloodless wooden carriage, so they had to be knocked to the ground by it.

"Qi Zuo, isn't this a member of your state religion?" The carriage parted from the pursuers, and Ge Lan eagerly turned his head and asked into the car.

“...... You come out and let them take a look, maybe they won't chase after it. Hearing no reply from the car, he continued.

Separated by a curtain, Qi Zhilai thought of a much more pessimistic possibility than him. Regardless of whether the national teacher who appeared in Jining Mansion was true or not, since Rong Shi's disappearance in Longqiao, the real power of the Cunya Daoist Altar has fallen into the hands of Master Yan Yan - even the national teacher who reappeared in Jining Mansion is a ghost hall made by him......

"Run!

Thinking of this, Qi Zhilai shouted at Ge Lan outside the car, pulling out his knife from its sheath while holding his cane tightly in his left hand.

Hearing this, Ge Lan whipped his whip again, and the horse neighed, and its hooves sped up again, raising clouds of dust.

The legs of a man are no better than those of a horse, and after a short time, the guards who are chasing after him are thrown away by the carriage for a long distance, and they are out of breath and cannot chase anymore.

Ge Lan, who was driving the car, also estimated that he was almost thrown away, so he loosened the reins a little and looked back-

The escorts who came out of the carriage were too tired to bear their knees and panting for breath, and after the two rows of horses on the official road were rejected, there was only one group of escorts left who did not chase after them, but just watched in place.

Whew——!

Suddenly, one of them threw himself up and shot an arrow into the air—

Crackle!

The arrow exploded in midair, sending out sparks of smoke.

Almost at the same time, the place where the carriage was running over flashed with golden light, faintly as if it was a formation.

Without waiting for Ge Lan to react, more than a dozen ground thorns burst out from below, and the horses had no time to bark, two of which had already penetrated their throats.

The ground thorns also pierced the carriage, but as if they had eyes, bypassing Ge Lan and Qi Zhilai in the car, the wooden carriage cracked open.

Ge Lan flew back to protect Qi Zhilai, the wood chips splashed, the ground thorns retracted, and the horse, whose blood had not yet dried, dragged the broken half of the carriage and galloped a few steps away...... Only the two people who fell to the ground were left.

"Catch them!"

The guards shouted, and they had the strength to come to this side.

Glenn struggled to his feet, and the broken pieces of wood slipped from his back, and one piece pierced the back of his shoulder, not deep, and he gritted his teeth and pulled it out.

He picked up the light fish knife from the ground, and the knots were lifted, and the long strip of cloth loosened and fell.

He stretched out his other hand, and Qi Zhilai helped it to stand up, and as soon as he held up his crutches, his hand was released, and he stood side by side with Ge Lan.

"It doesn't matter. She saw that Ge Lan's back was soaked with blood, and she was concerned.

"Don't worry!"

Ge Lan grinned, then bowed and rushed forward.

Taiwei Guoda's famous state religion support, how many catties and taels are there, let me Ge Lan come to the meeting for a while!

I saw that his arched figure sank even further, and his back hand was on the ground, holding down the scabbard of the heavy willow knife that Qi Zhilai had dropped on the ground.

The sword-wielding guards in front of him were dressed more lightly, and three or two had already rushed to his vicinity, and one of them rushed violently, and the sword in his hand was about to split.

Seeing this, Ge Lan's hand holding the scabbard spun on the ground, and on his head and feet, he kicked the sword with one kick, and kicked the chest of the guard who rushed forward, one foot after another, as if he was lying down and walking, and finally the hand holding the scabbard slapped again, and his head and feet turned over and stood up.

Refreshing, refreshing!

This body has not moved for a long time, Ge Lan leveled the knife, and opened his feet to take a stance. The guards who had been kicked away by him stood firm and raised their swords to kill.

Ge Lan has listened to the shield drum and sword song since he was a child, and he practiced the attack and defense of a sword with a sword and a shield with a shield, but now he has to replace the sword with a sword and a shield with a sheath, and he doesn't know how much he can play.

"Qi Zuo, I have wronged you with the scabbard of pearl fish skin!"

He apologized half-jokingly, and then his left hand slashed the scabbard horizontally, and exchanged it with the sword that had been split by the guard, but it was weakly diagonal, and the sword of the protector slid along the sheath and slashed to one side, and the man staggered a few steps.

The two of them staggered, and Ge Lan immediately clenched the light fish knife in his right hand and slapped the back of the neck of the guard, the light fish knife was light, but the force of this beat was heavy, and the guard fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

Seeing one person falling, but several people were attacking in front of him, Ge Lan didn't have time to breathe, and the sheath of his left hand flipped between the swords of the guards like flowers, and several sharp swords were mistakenly put together.

Ge Lan flashed slightly, and the light fish knife in his right hand fell several times, and four or five guards fell to the ground like sacks tied together.

Ge Lan's vision was blocked by the fallen guard for a moment, and for a moment, a bird's halberd pecked past the fallen guard and went straight to Ge Lan's shoulder socket.

As soon as Ge Lan swung the knife, he didn't have time to raise it, and a kick was thrown to his waist.

Suddenly, the halberd grazed his shoulder, and if it hadn't been for that kick, the halberd would have hit his shoulder socket.

It turned out that Qi Zhilai was holding the ground with crutches, his body was horizontal, and he kicked Ge Lan to help him avoid the halberd, and his hand waved the heavy willow knife and slapped it on the head of the guard holding the halberd.

Ge Lan didn't wait for him to land, the tip of the sheath was propped up on the ground, and his body jumped up, wrapped his legs around the empty halberd, and twisted it out of his hand.

At the same time, Qi Zhilai's heavy lancet also slapped the head of the support soldier, and the man's eyes turned white, his legs lost strength, and he was shot flying five steps away and smashed into the rushing support soldier.

In the blink of an eye, these two people have already eliminated the support soldiers of the first team, although they have not hurt their lives, but looking at the slap and beat, which one is not solid, it makes people feel out of their bodies.

The rest of the guards watched left and right, and instead of coming, they cautiously dispersed to the side, intending to surround the two.

Ge Lan and Qi Zhilai glanced at each other, then turned their backs and ran towards the gap that had not yet closed.

Seeing this, the escort soldiers hurriedly accelerated the speed of the encirclement, Qi Zhilai was on crutches with one hand, and he really couldn't run fast, and when he ran to the other end, there was only a gap of four or five steps wide in the encirclement net of the escort soldiers.

Rumble!

Suddenly there was a golden light on the ground, and a three-zhang high earthen wall rose from the ground, blocking the gap between the last man.

Ge Lan and Qi Zhilai were blocked by this earthen wall, and when they stopped their feet, the guards on the left and right rushed towards the two of them.

Ge Lan squatted slightly, raised the light fish knife in his hand, and held it again, and swept the back of the knife horizontally outward, and the force actually threw off the four or five support soldiers.

Behind him, Qi Zhilai was propped up with the crutches in his hand, his body jumped more than two feet high, turned over Ge Lan, added a few feet to the heavy willow knife in his hand, and slashed at the top of the earthen wall.

Heavy willow knife, heavy Qianjun, slashed at the wall, and the wall cracked in the middle, disintegrating as her figure fell.

By the time Qi Zhilai's toes touched the ground, the earthen wall had turned into clods of soil and was piled on the ground.

"Be careful!"

Ge Lan swung his knife to cut open a falling clod of soil, and reached out to help her, but he stood firmly on the ground with one foot and one limp, more vigorous than ordinary people.

Qi Zhilai turned around, the two looked at each other and smiled, and they were about to rush out again-

"Qi Zuo is really skilled, with a lame leg and a knife, he can also break the old man's small array neatly. ”

A sound fell, Qi Zhilai looked up, and saw that the rat-eyed old thief had appeared from nowhere.

"I can't break your breath, you know it in your own heart, and I know in my heart what you are planning. ”

The old man with a thief in front of him is called Wen Xiang, and he is Yan Yan's right-hand man, and the western army team of the Guardian Lu Marquis in the northwest of the empire is nominally led by him.

Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and rats will make holes. This smell gave birth to a mouse face, and what he is best at happens to be doing articles on this land. The small array in his mouth, even if Rong Shi saw it, he would frown, how could she Qi Zhilai be able to break it with her fists and feet.

Since it was Wenxiang who came, Qi Zhilai didn't want to escape, he couldn't escape, and maybe he didn't have to escape.

Although this Wen Xiang can be regarded as a fan of Yan Ran, but it is also this age, such qualifications, and this magical power, even if an abacus is clearly beaten in front of Yan Ran, Master Yan will not care much when he thinks of the chips in his hand.

It just so happened that this person was a person who loved to plan the plate, and seeing that he was keeping his hand now, Qi Zhilai believed that there was still an opportunity.

“...... Zhuang Zuo is already dead, Yan Zhai killed. Wen Xiang suddenly opened his mouth and said with a smile.