The night was like ink, and a large camp tent was silent and deep, except for a small circle in the middle, brightly lit and feasting.

Suddenly, the three-way cavalry rushed to kill as if the sky was falling apart.

The sound of horses' hooves shook the sky and the sound of strings broke through the sky.

The hoarse shouts of killing suddenly rose sharply, and all the remaining voices were subdued.

When the brave hear it, their blood is swelling, and when the timid hear it, they faint in horror.

The soldiers, who were sleeping soundly in the tent, suddenly woke up and immediately bombed the camp.

Unable to distinguish between friend and foe, he slashed wildly and slashed with a knife.

The cavalry rushed into the camp in three directions, unstoppable and invincible.

The torches lit the tent, and the fire gradually rose, from small to prosperous, and then to extremely prosperous, and the night sky was reflected bright red.

In the red light of the sky, there was blood rushing all the time.

The people who were originally feasting and drinking were already wrapped up in the chaos of the army, and they couldn't help themselves.

Only four people, divided into knives, guns, whips, and axes, actually opened a bloody road and escorted a middle-aged man to escape.

This man has a brocade robe and a crown belt, and his clothes are very luxurious, although he is in danger now, he has not seen too much panic, and said loudly: "Go and get a few war horses, let's go east." ”

The four of them responded in unison, and suddenly scattered in all directions, slashing, stabbing, whipping, and chopping with axes, and there was no enemy under them, and immediately emptied the surrounding circle and snatched five war horses.

A centurion rushed to the scene, and when he saw that his men were slaughtered, he was furious, turned his horse, drew his bow and fired.

There was a "snap" that caused the whip man to whip the arrow away.

Now that the fire is light and dim, it can still be so fast. It is definitely not something that can be done by brute force, it must be a martial art.

But the centurion did not believe in evil, and continued to draw his bow and fire arrows. While shouting loudly, let the cavalry under his command besiege together.

But these four men were so powerful that they killed more than a dozen people in succession after a single dash on their horses, and suddenly came to the centurion and divided him into several sections on the spot.

Subsequently, it was even more unstoppable. surrounded the middle-aged man in the middle, brought a rain of blood, and slaughtered all the way to the periphery of the camp.

All five of them were secretly happy. There were only scattered cavalry outside, and it was impossible to stop them, and there was hope of escape.

A few "boom" crisp sounds, the force is noisy. Feathered arrows scurried from the side. It's so fast, it's terrifying.

The four of them desperately turned their horses, escorted the middle-aged man, and each waved his weapon to block the feather arrows.

But it's not over yet, the feather arrows are shooting one after another, and the angles are getting more and more tricky.

Although the four of them were all blocked, they couldn't move a single bit.

The sound of the bowstring suddenly stopped.

The four of them were overjoyed. Knowing that this archer must have an empty quiver, he immediately slapped his horse. and thou shalt cut him off his horse.

Undeterred, the sharpshooter pulled his horse around, slipped off the saddle with his right foot, hooked the stirrup with his right foot, pressed his body to the ground, and with a stroke of his hand, he pulled a quiver from the corpse.

It's a pity that the bag is empty, and there are only five feather arrows left.

But he didn't hurry, grabbed the tail of the arrow, shook his hand, and threw the arrow bag off.

Nor did he sit back on his horse, but with a bow and five arrows, he pulled the string with all his might, and shot it out from under the horse's belly.

The four of them only heard the sound of the bowstring, but they didn't see the feather arrows coming, and they panicked slightly, and when they found out that they were shooting from below, they had no time to pick up the flight.

The legs of the five horses were shot through the knees, and in this neighing one after another, the five horses fell to the ground with a bang.

Such a magic arrow is really terrifying.

The four of them turned over and stood up, looking panicked, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

The middle-aged man fell hard, barely got up, and shouted: "The general's magic arrow, it is impressive, please report your name." ”

He spoke Mongolian, which was stumbling but generally good.

The sharpshooter caught another barrel of feathered arrows, returned to his horse and sat upright, and said with a bow: "I am under the command of Temujin Khan, Centurion Jebe, don't you surrender?" ”

He had sharp eyes, and when he was in the camp, he saw from a distance that this man was dressed in luxurious clothes, not like ordinary people, and he chased them all the way, and finally intercepted them here.

A gust of wind blew, and the fire next to it suddenly swelled, illuminating the faces of several people clearly.

Jebel laughed and said, "I know you, you are the prince of the Dajin Kingdom." ”

The middle-aged man sighed: "Yes, in the Temujin tent, you were still a little captain of ten, and this king saw that you fought bravely, and specially invited you to drink. ”

Jebel's eyebrows furrowed, and just as he wanted to speak, nearly a hundred horsemen suddenly rushed to him, but it was the sergeant under his command who finally arrived.

He was slightly distracted, and when he turned around, he saw that two people had already rushed a little more than half a distance, and it would not be long before they could get close to him.

The remaining two were protecting the prince of the Jin Kingdom and rushing towards the cavalry under his command.

Jebel had been through a hundred battles, and immediately knew that they were trying to take the horse and flee.

Moreover, he had seen the power of martial arts masters, and he used to pull his horse away and shout loudly at the same time, so that the cavalry could only shoot arrows far away and not get close.

The five of them chased after each other for a while, but after all, they couldn't outrun the horse, so they had to turn around and choose the direction to run wildly.

More than 100 cavalrymen hung behind, neither in a hurry nor slowly, neither near nor far away, but only put a few arrows from time to time.

After all, the middle-aged man was used to being pampered, and now he was a little overwhelmed, and gasped: "The four don't have to care about Xiao Wang anymore, you are strong in martial arts, and you will definitely be able to escape with your life." ”

The man who wielded the knife said: "Our four ghosts of the Yellow River are not unknown in the rivers and lakes, how can they be such characters, the prince treats us well, and now he must sacrifice his life to protect him." He turned his head and said, "The second junior brother and the fourth junior brother are guarding the prince, and the third junior brother, you go with me to rush and kill for a while." ”

The man who made the whip answered, and ran back with him.

Jebe just wanted to capture the prince of the Jin Kingdom alive, but he didn't care about the lives of these guards, and immediately ordered the arrows to be released.

The rain of arrows whizzed like a wall.

The man who made the whip smiled slightly, shook the long whip in the air, and then quickly shook his wrist.

In front of him, a circle of whip shadows was stirred, like a rotating umbrella.

Arrows shot at it, like defeating Leather, and they bounced down in all directions.

The man who made the knife laughed and said, "The whip method of the junior brother is really superb, go." Let's rush. ”

Jebe frowned slightly, looked at the gap between the whip shadows, and shot four or five arrows in a row.

The man with the knife has long been prepared. Hurry forward and pick up all the arrows.

Seeing that the two of them were getting closer and closer, and the prince of the Jin Kingdom was running farther and farther, Jebe ordered loudly to let all the cavalry disperse.

He had already sent someone back to the Great Khan, and it would not be long before the army arrived. At that time, they could not escape from the wings.

Now they must not be allowed to seize the horses, otherwise they will never be able to catch up again.

As time passed, the middle-aged man became more and more desperate.

Although the eldest and third of the four ghosts of the Yellow River rushed left and right. The chasing cavalry fled in all directions, looking extremely majestic, but as long as they could not catch the horses, they would be exhausted to death sooner or later.

The trumpet of desolation. Ringing in the steppe of the dark night. A little bit of fire faintly appeared in the distance, and with the sound of horses' hooves, the firelight soon turned into a large area.

A white-haired big hair from far and near, flying in the wind, in the bright red, the most conspicuous.

The man below was in high spirits and shouted, "Go and capture Wanyan Honglie." ”

The three generals were ordered to go out of battle, each with a few hundred cavalry, and rushed separately.

For a while, they were in close combat. Hand-to-hand combat.

The four ghosts of the Yellow River were not shocked or rejoiced, and they didn't use much effort. He snatched more than a dozen war horses and escorted Wanyan Honglie all the way.

The man under Da Xuan looked into the distance for a while, then turned his head sideways and said, "Those people are all good martial artists, you go and defeat them, and then capture Yan Honglie alive." ”

A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a slight face replied: "Yes, Great Khan!" ", slapped the horse out, and soon intercepted Wan Yan Honglie and several people.

The three Mongolian generals besieging next to him were already sweating, and when they saw the young man coming, they were all overjoyed.

In the battle array, they were unstoppable and unstoppable, but when they met these martial arts masters, they could only rely on their strength and barely support them.

If it takes a while, I'm afraid that it will hurt the hands of the four ghosts of the Yellow River.

As soon as the four ghosts of the Yellow River saw this young man, they were all furious, and their faces turned red.

The man with the knife shouted: "Good boy, you still dare to come!" ”

The man who made the whip looked left and right, and asked with trepidation, "What about your masters?" They're coming, too? ”

The young man was still about to answer, but a general shouted: "Guo Jing, stop them quickly." ”

It turned out that a few people were about to break out of the encirclement by the time they spoke.

Guo Jing answered, pulled out a long knife, and slashed at the head.

The four ghosts of the Yellow River did not dare to be careless, they had fought with him not long ago, and they knew that he had learned a lot, and his martial arts were not low, and now he was in danger, and he couldn't take care of the rules of fighting alone, so the four of them besieged together.

The three generals immediately breathed a sigh of relief, one commanded the cavalry regiment to surround it, and the two attacked Wanyan Honglie.

The man with the knife hurriedly turned his horse's head and blocked the two.

Although the four ghosts of the Yellow River are at ease, they are becoming more and more anxious in Wanyan Honglie's heart.

Seeing that the encirclement is getting thicker and thicker, but with this young man's containment, it will be difficult for the four of them to rampage, and once they are exhausted, they will definitely not be able to escape the humiliation of being captured.

Jebe also arrived at this time, and there were four quivers on his back, "boom, boom", "whoosh", a series of fast arrows.

A few people in the grappling come and go, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see their bodies clearly.

But Jebel's arrows were so accurate that none of them missed.

The four ghosts of the Yellow River were unbearable for a while, but Guo Jing's pressure was greatly reduced, and he counterattacked with all his might.

Wanyan Honglie was already desperate, slowly took out a dagger from his arms, turned his head to look into the distance, and stared at the figure below Daxu, his heart was full of unwillingness.

But then his eyes widened, and there was a look of incredulity, and he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly shouted loudly in Mongolian: "Daxu has fallen, Temujin is dead, dead!" ", shouted several times.

When all the sergeants heard the shouting, they all looked back, only to see that the place where they had originally stood had fallen into chaos, and there was no shadow of the Great Guard.

Everyone couldn't care about Yan Honglie anymore, so they turned their horses' heads and galloped back......

The severe pain in the whole body made Feng Xiaoxiao wake up suddenly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a large number of cavalry around him, all of whom looked at him dumbfounded.

The faces of these men suddenly turned hideous, bared their teeth, jumped off their horses, and flew up with their bodies in shape, as if they were about to eat human flesh.

Feng Xiaoxiao was sitting on the ground, and when he saw this, he was shocked and jumped, and he suddenly moved his strength and wanted to jump, but he just stood up straight, and his heart was shocked, and he immediately felt that the dantian was empty.

A wide range of red eyes, close at hand, and the burning anger in them made the temperature around them rise rapidly.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't figure out the situation at all, but he wouldn't wait to die, and raised his fists to smash hard.

Just kidding, he was born in body refining, even if he didn't have any internal strength, his strength could still leave half of it.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and in an instant, a dozen or so people were smashed backwards, crashed into the dense crowd, and then rolled to the ground.

Everyone immediately paused, but then someone shouted a few times, and these people pulled out their scimitars and rushed madly again.

Feng Xiaoxiao's face sank, and he heard that this was Mongolian, and these people were Mongolians.

Then what else is there to say, kill!

This time he didn't keep his hand anymore, and a punch would be a bloody hole.

Rushing forward, not stopping to rush forward, and a bloody path was struck.

However, after killing twenty or thirty people in a row, Feng Xiaoxiao regretted it.

How many people are there here, and what are the killings and killings?

Finally got some internal strength back, transported it to the foot, jumped violently, and was almost stupid when he boarded.

The red ones are all firelight, and the black ones are all human heads.

Feng Xiaoxiao's face was gloomy, and he kicked several people to death under him, and as soon as he stood firm, he grabbed two scimitars, used both hands, and used the sword intent of "Dugu Nine Swords", found a direction at random, and buried his head to kill.

Wanyan Honglie didn't take the opportunity to escape, just ran away, and then struggled to look, but he didn't know martial arts, his eyesight was not strong, and he just vaguely saw a large piece of fire flickering.

The four ghosts of the Yellow River looked at it in a daze, made the boss of the knife look at it for a moment, and said, "They seem to be besieging and killing someone." ”

The third child who made the whip shook his head and said: "It may be that person killed their Great Khan, but it's a pity that he fell into the military array, and no matter how high his martial arts are, I'm afraid that he won't survive." ”

The boss nodded and said, "Lord Wang, let's go quickly, once that person is dead, it will be difficult to leave again." ”

Wanyan Honglie's eyes were fixed, and he pressed his hand intently, and said, "Wait, wait, when that person is dead, it's not too late for us to leave." ”

But after a cup of tea, the roar of the sky has become hoarse, and there is still chaos over there.

The boss shook his head desperately and said, "Impossible, this is impossible, even if it is an iron man, so many people will be torn to pieces when they rush up together, this ......"

The third child jumped up suddenly, looked carefully, was stunned, and after falling, he stretched out his finger and stammered: "Wind ...... Wind...... Blood. ”

The eldest child, the second child, and the fourth child glanced at each other puzzledly and looked at him suspiciously.

The third child swallowed his saliva and said, "You...... See for yourselves. ”

The three of them jumped up together, opened their eyes, and saw a blood-colored whirlwind, which kept rushing and propulsing, and the shining fire was suddenly eclipsed compared to it.

After they fell, Wan Yan Honglie asked again and again, but the four of them looked at each other, not knowing how to explain. (To be continued......)