Lu Yi finished writing today's words in Mr. Yao's tent, and when they came out, Dahu and Erqiang were screaming, already fighting, salivating and ready to eat.

Lu Yi sat next to Lu Po, just took a big bowl of rice and vegetables handed over by Dahu, on the side of the camp, a sharp whistle sounded, and at the same time as the whistle, there was a roar and a scream.

"Raid the camp!" Lu Po jumped up, picked up Lu Yi, who was still holding the bowl, and rushed to the war horse next to her.

Dahu and the others followed Lu Yi closely, although Lu Yi was carried by Lu Po, they still followed closely, when Lu Po threw Lu Yi on his horse, Dahu and others also rushed to their horses, turned over on the horse as fast as possible, and stared at Lu Yi, where Lu Yi rushed, they rushed wherever they went, and they did whatever Lu Yi did.

Lu Yi was a little stunned, Lu Po threw Lu Yi on the horse, jumped on the horse herself, drew her spear, and yelled at Lu Yi while rushing forward, "Don't follow me!" ”

Drawing out the knife, Lu Yi, who was about to follow Lu Po, hurriedly reined in the horse, and in the chaos of the roars and screams around him, the fire, the sword, and the shadow, for the first time, he felt that he was similar to a big tiger.

In the camp that was chaotic in an instant, people roared and neighed, knives flashed blood, and there was no room for being in a daze at all, Lu Yi was dizzy and his head was swollen, and he couldn't tell which one was which, so he rushed out with a knife, in short, he couldn't stand.

Dahu and the others didn't do their best, they just followed behind Lu Yi, screaming and waving their knives.

A knife light slashed over, Lu Yi instinctively swung the knife to meet it, and then slashed out horizontally, blood splashed on his face, I couldn't tell whether it was hot or cold blood beads, and he was more sober when he smashed it.

A few tents burned not far away, there was still grain and grass, Lu Yi looked at the extraordinarily strong firelight, and subconsciously thought of the grain and grass, but around him, it was dark under the firelight, he couldn't even tell which was the enemy, which was his own people, the flow of people was like turbulent water, he was riding on a horse, he didn't know where to go, and he didn't even know whether to rush forward to kill, or retreat.

The knives and guns kept slashing from all directions, piercing over, Lu Yi soon couldn't take care of anything, his thigh hurt very much, as if he was injured, his back also hurt very much, he was probably injured, the knife in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, there was a trace of sweetness in his throat, he was already very tired.

A few drops of blood smashed on his head, not blood spots, but rain, the downpour suddenly poured down, and the fire in the distance and near was instantly extinguished, and the violent raindrops smashed on people, horses, swords and guns, and smashed on the ground, crushing the original piercing roar, screams, and sharp collisions of knives and guns into a dull sound.

Lu Yiquan relied on his instinct and kept swinging the knife, and his horse suddenly neighed in pain, raised its front hooves, and rushed forward.

Lu Yi was caught off guard, fell halfway from the horse, grabbed the saddle, and went from riding on the horse to lying on the horse.

The horse didn't know anything and only rushed forward, and Lu Yi grabbed the saddle and didn't dare to fall.

The masters have said that on the battlefield, falling off the horse is a dead word.

The knife in Lu Yi's hand didn't know when, where it was lost, the horse seemed to run faster and faster, the more he ran cross-country, Lu Yi's hand hurt uncontrollably, his arm was sore, and he didn't know where he ran, it seemed to be a tree, or something else, and slammed into Lu Yi's side, and Lu Yi's helmet flew off and fainted.

Lu Yi woke up, and when he opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, the rain had stopped, and there was a long wound on his horse's hind legs, the blood had congealed, and the horse was slowly flicking its tail, its hind legs were slightly lame, and it was picking and choosing to eat the tender green grass I don't know.

Lu Yi was lying on his back on the ground, blue sky and white clouds, some dazzling sun, beside his head, a cluster of bright yellow daisies swaying in the wind.

Lu Yi raised his arm, his arm was very heavy, heavy as if it was not his, lifted up, but it failed to allow him to support himself, and his legs could move, but they were even heavier, so heavy that he had to feel it carefully to feel that it was indeed his leg, and his leg was still there.

A grasshopper jumped up on his chest, shook its wings in joy, and jumped into his face, and from his face, to the bright yellow daisy.

Lu Yi looked at the grasshopper, he couldn't hold back it anymore, tears fell down big drops, but he didn't dare to cry, where was this, there were no people around, who was, he didn't know, he didn't dare to cry.

The sun shone on his body, warm, and hot to make people feel uncomfortable, Lu Yi moved his arms little by little, accumulating strength little by little, and turned over, but pulled out a burst of severe pain, Lu Yi lay on the ground and cried silently again.

Now lying face down, it is better to lie on your back just now.

"Little junior brother!"

Lu Yi was dizzy, trying to keep himself from falling unconscious, I don't know how long he was lying on his stomach, and when he felt that he couldn't hold on, he heard Guan Quan's little junior brother, and his strength suddenly increased, and he actually raised his arm, his arm was raised, and his strength was used up, his head tilted, and he fainted again.

Lu Yi woke up again, it was in the tent, opened his eyes, first saw Lu Po, and then saw Master Chai's dripping face, behind Master Chai, Guan Quan stretched his neck and smiled at him.

"My legs, are they still there?" Lu Yi saw Guan Quan's smile, tears poured out again, when he was lying next to the cluster of flowers, he always couldn't feel one leg, was his leg missing?

"Yes, I have arms and legs, not one missing." Lu Po looked at Lu Yi's tears, breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned and sighed.

"How many years has Lao Tzu taught you about marching and fighting?" Master Chai slapped Lu Yi on the head first, "It's just a small robbery camp, tell me, how did you do it?" Yes? What about your centaurs? ”

Hearing Master Chai ask about his people, Lu Yi's eyes widened at first, and then suddenly he jumped up, "Big Tiger!" He's dead? ”

"The big tiger is not dead." Guan Quan glanced at Master Chai, "Three dead." ”

"A general is incompetent, tired of thousands of troops, Lao Tzu is really ......" Master Chai sighed, turned around with his hands behind his back and left.

Lu Yi looked at Master Chai's back blankly, and for a moment, she cried loudly.