Yang Xiaodao kept holding the princess in his hand, and he couldn't free his hand, so he had to raise the big knife with one hand.

"Doo!" There was a sound of weapons colliding, and the strength of the four people passed through the weapon and fiercely transmitted to Yang Xiaodao, who was holding the knife in one hand. "Drink!" Yang Xiaodao gritted his teeth and insisted fiercely, and the position where he held the knife in his hand, the tiger's mouth was shattered, and blood flowed out of the wound at once. Yang Xiaodao's hand holding the weapon trembled constantly, and his body was gradually bent, and the soil under his feet was deeply pressed into it.

"Ahh Taking advantage of this gap, the big knife in Yang Xiaodao's hand was used as a spear by him, and with a big move, he threw it at a Qin army general. "Poof" The general's entire chest cavity was stabbed by a big knife, and his body was lying on the horse's back. "Ahh The other three generals looked at the brothers who were still drinking together yesterday, and they were wiped out by Yang Xiaodao in the blink of an eye, and they felt a chill in their hearts. Yang Xiaodao didn't pay attention to their reactions, he didn't know when there were six more knives in his right hand, almost just a slight movement, and the six knives flew out in an instant. Three of them shot straight into the necks of the three generals, and the three of them did not even struggle, and fell from their horses on the spot. The other three were nailed to the horse's back, and the three horses suddenly neighed, and almost at the same time they raised their front hooves violently, and crashed into the Qin army surrounding them in a mad manner.

"Ahh

Glancing at the horses that he had deliberately left behind just now, Yang Xiaodao jumped up with the weight of a person, and jumped up as tall as a person. Yang Xiaodao stretched out his foot and kicked it, and the body of the general lying on the horseback with the knife just now was kicked down. As soon as his body stabilized, he sat on the back of the horse with Zhao Rouer. By the way, Yang Xiaodao's hand was like lightning, and the moment the corpse fell, he pulled the big knife out of the corpse, and pulled a long cloth on the corpse.

Glancing at Zhao Rou'er's slightly numb eyes at this critical moment, Yang Xiaodao didn't speak, and wrapped the long cloth around himself and Zhao Rou'er at a very fast speed. After the two were tied, the distance was tightened, so that Zhao Rouer would not be thrown off when riding a horse for a while.

Glancing at the unseemly formation of Qin Bing being rammed by three horses, Yang Xiaodao's heart tightened, the crown of his teeth was clenched, and the big knife in his hand slashed at the tail of the horse on the butt of the horse behind him.

"Phew!" The horse's tail fell to the ground at once, and the horse went crazy in an instant, its hooves were raised high, and a neighing sound was heard, and the horse's eyes were red. Yang Xiaodao almost missed the reins, and the horse ran frantically towards the gap in front of him.

Qin Bing didn't give up, there were still people who wanted to stand in the way. Yang Xiaodao raised the big knife in his hand, killed more than a dozen Qin soldiers in a single stroke, and completely opened the gap.

At this time, Meng Tian didn't know how to hold on, holding his abdomen with one hand, and hurriedly shouted: "Release the arrow, release the arrow quickly, shoot him." ”

The archers of the Qin army, whose footsteps were a little slow, had just rushed over when they saw that Yang Xiaodao had broken through the crowd. Meng Tian gave an order, and the archers no longer hesitated, and they took their bows and arrows one after another, and shot towards Yang Xiaodao. The horse's tail was cut off, and the pain was far greater than the average horse, but it was still within the distance of an arrow. There weren't many archers who came hesitantly, less than a hundred or so, but even so, there were still a lot of precise arrows shooting at Yang Xiaodao's back.

Yang Xiaodao's body twisted, one hand supported Zhao Rou'er, the toe picked up the saddle, and the other hand pulled the reins, and the whole body and Zhao Rou'er were on the side of the horse. The arrows were originally shot directly above the horse, but Yang Xiaodao dodged like this, and the first wave of arrows missed one after another and missed.

Yang Xiaodao's body shook again, and Zhao Rouer and he sat on the saddle again. The next moment, a second wave of arrows came over. Yang Xiaodao seemed to have eyes on his back, and the big knife in his hand danced continuously, and the arrows were knocked down one after another, but none of the arrows hit him.

Meng Tian's face turned red with anger, he reached out and grabbed a bow, and after putting on the arrow, the target was directed at Yang Xiaodao, and with a "whoosh", the arrow broke Xuan, mixed with a burst of evil wind that broke through the air, and shot straight at Yang Xiaodao's back.

The speed of this arrow is obviously faster than other arrows, I don't know how many times, I only heard a fierce wind behind me, and Yang Xiaodao swept the big knife to knock the arrow down. It's just that the speed in the hand has not kept up at all, the speed of this arrow.

The "poof" arrow was suddenly nailed to the back of Yang Xiaodao, and the tip of the arrow passed straight through the back. The entire arrow body directly penetrated Yang Xiaodao's body. Because of the angle, this arrow shot a little off, and almost injured Zhao Rouer after it was pierced. "Ah" Yang Xiaodao, who was so strong, also shouted. A heart-rending pain came from the depths. Zhao Rouer even obviously felt Yang Xiaodao's body tremble.

Because of this arrow, Yang Xiaodao's body trembled, and he didn't knock down the arrow behind him in time. Three more arrows stabbed Yang Xiaodao's back. Yang Xiaodao almost fainted in pain, and the random arrow hit the horse's buttocks. The horse, which was already mad, suddenly became even more crazy, and the speed of the horse's hooves was almost like flying, and almost in the blink of an eye it ran out of the range of the arrow.

Another wave, Qin soldiers rushed over, trying to stop Yang Xiaodao. Yang Xiaodao held up his tired and seriously injured body, his eyes were blood-red because of the pain, and he looked at Qin Jun with a fierce gaze. Qin Jun was all frightened, and even the movements in his hands were half a beat slower. The big knife in Yang Xiaodao's hand once again swung in the crowd of the Qin army.

Just after killing this wave, there was another wave in front. And this wave of Qin troops has obviously learned well, and no longer takes the initiative to rush over, all of them put on shields, put them in pairs, and stand in place impermeable, not to mention one person, it seems that even a chariot can be crotched. And this crazy horse will not stop, at this time the corners of Yang Xiaodao's already tired mouth began to bleed, and he glanced at the Qin army that had been killed inexhaustibly in front of him, Yang Xiaodao was really tired, and his body was so tired that he almost didn't want to move. The eyes gradually closed, the whole person was full of despair, and the person was almost about to collapse.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Yang Xiaodao kept asking himself in his heart, "Will you die like this?" Will it die? No, no, it won't be, even if I gamble on this life, I won't lose! Suddenly, Yang Xiaodao's eyes opened again, and instead of despair, his eyes flashed with confidence again. Glancing at the beautiful Zhao Rou'er in her arms, Yang Xiaodao's mouth was still with blood on the corner of her mouth, and a smile slowly appeared. "What I can do is if it's me, I can do it!" At this moment, the exhausted Yang Xiaodao seemed to come back to life, and glanced at the Qin army holding the shield in front of him, Yang Xiaodao slowly took out the Yin Yang knife from his arms and held it in his hand, and Crazy Horse kept colliding with the Qin army array.

At the four corners of the shield in front of him, all the spears poked out, and they were all brushed very neatly, and it seemed that he wanted to make the Yang knife that came over be stabbed into a sieve.

The next moment, Crazy Horse crashed head-on.

"Boom-"

Seeing that the Qin army's formation was blown out of a big hole, and at the same time as the smoke of the Qin army was drifting, dozens of Qin army's bodies were blown up and thrown into the air. I saw that several of the arms and thighs were gone, and the broken limbs and broken arms were scattered all over the ground.

Yang Xiaodao pulled the reins hard, and Crazy Horse jumped up and flew two or three meters high. The moment it fell, after smashing over several Qin soldiers, it continued to rush forward.

The Qin army here in front of him is completely dumbfounded, is this still human? This is also too powerful, can it be stopped?

Yang Xiaodao ignored Qin Jun's reaction, tightened his grip on the rope, and ran all the way forward.

Because the horse's tail was cut off, the horse had nowhere to vent its pain, and ran crazy all the way to the front, and the military camp for half a mile was about to run to the end in less than a moment. At this time, Yang Xiaodao no longer knew how many Qin soldiers he had killed. In the blink of an eye, he could already see the gate of the Qin army's camp clearly, knowing that he would be able to escape the Qin army's camp immediately, Yang Xiaodao's big knife in his hand was swinging even harder, and the Qin army couldn't resist it at all. At this time, the Qin army in front of the gate saw Yang Xiaodao rushing towards the gate, knowing that he wanted to escape from here, he quickly pulled the rope, and the wooden frame above the camp gate was pulled down by the rope, and the gate of the camp was successfully closed by the Qin army guards.

Yang Xiaodao's face was very ugly when he saw that the door was closed. Suddenly, he made a decision in his heart, and pulled the reins of Crazy Horse hard, Crazy Horse turned in a direction extremely disobediently, and Yang Xiaodao slapped the back of the horse with the back of the knife. "Shhh