The reason why the Mongolian cavalry is unparalleled in the world is that it can use horsepower to the maximum extent to achieve the ability to fight far and near, fast and slow, and more and less.

So they don't shoot arrows in place, but gallop on their horses, and when they reach the fastest speed, they shoot arrows out of the way, and then turn their horses around, repeating themselves in circles.

In this way, not only can you shoot farther and have more power, but because you are also moving at high speed, it is more difficult to be hit by enemy arrows.

And the light cavalry rushed into battle, but did not rush straight up, but like sawwood, every cavalry was a sawtooth, and the whole cavalry, like a saw, cut obliquely into the formation, and then circle and turn, repeatedly cutting.

In this way, relying on the speed of horses, more than a dozen cavalry can attack one person at the same time in an instant, but it is difficult to be counterattacked.

Feng Xiaoxiao had fought with the Mongolian cavalry several times in his previous life, and he knew a lot about them.

Now that he has faced thousands of cavalry, he knows very well that most of the people behind him will not survive.

Even he himself can only barely protect himself, after all, he doesn't have the Heavenly Sword in his hand, whether it is killing people or blocking arrows, the internal force consumed is doubled.

And his martial arts are long in bursting, short in long-lasting, even if the internal force consumed by the "Soul Chaser" is equal to the speed of qi return, he always needs to block and dodge, and the power of the pulse is extremely consuming internal force.

Not to mention that in hand-to-hand combat, the body consumption is also amazing, even if the internal strength is enough, if you don't get rest, sooner or later you will be exhausted to death.

This is the midst of thousands of troops, and the enemy is like a tidal wave, endless. Even if you stretch your neck and let you kill. Even if you kill softly, how many people can you kill?

However, the Mongol cavalry was very cautious and did not intend to fight in close combat. It's just a non-stop arrow in the distance. To add insult to injury, there's nothing more strenuous than fending off a rain of arrows.

It's just three rounds of arrow rain, and he only walked more than 100 steps, and Feng Xiaoxiao's internal force consumed nearly half.

Fortunately, Huang Rong and Yang Guo's martial arts are not bad, and the two of them can block a wave together, so that Feng Xiaoxiao has time to recover.

Cheng Ying's martial arts are not bad, but he has to hold Guo Xiang. He could only work with two Condor Valley disciples to intercept the arrows that slipped through the net in the back.

Gongsun Lucao and Guo Fu also helped them block a few arrows from time to time, and they were also at ease for a while.

The Quanzhen people did not have too many casualties at this time. After all, the Quanzhen disciples who can survive until now will not be too bad in martial arts.

Moreover, there was Feng Xiao Xiao blocking most of the arrows in front, and four of the five sons of Quanzhen intercepted one more. It's fairly easy.

It's just that all of them are wounded. As long as the time is slightly longer, I am afraid that there will be heavy casualties immediately.

After a short walk, the people had left the foot of the mountain with complicated terrain and came to the flat land.

The Mongol cavalry not only fired arrows from the front, but also sent three teams of cavalry, each with hundreds of men, from the left and right to the rear.

"Wind Hero, I'm going to fight with Guo'er for a while." Huang Rong was anxious, but she was surrounded by a group. Arrows rain down from all directions, and it will be unstoppable then.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but dial the arrow, and said in a deep voice: "It's useless, people can't catch up with the horse after all, they are determined to consume us to death, and they would rather work hard than let us find an opportunity." Hum! Eight achievements were that Zicong's idea. ”

There are masters who rush to kill, even if they can't catch up, they can disrupt the formation of the Mongol cavalry, which is actually very useful. But he mainly has some dark thoughts, so naturally he will not agree with Huang Rong's construction.

The Mongolian cavalry is now divided, not to mention that his pressure has been sharply reduced, and the more Quanzhen disciples die, the range he needs to block arrows is smaller.

If you can do it, for the sake of Hao Datong's feelings, it doesn't hurt to protect the Quanzhen Sect, but if it is beyond the scope of your ability...... He is not Guo Jing.

Sacrifice one's own interests for the sake of others? And look at who it is.

Huang Rong has long been accustomed to the style of a hero, but she is very smart, as soon as Feng Xiaoxiao refused, she immediately reacted and stopped making a noise...... She is not Guo Jing either.

In her heart, her daughter is naturally much more important than the Quanzhen Sect!

Yang Guo followed beside him, heard it clearly, and thought clearly, but he wished that all the True Sects were dead, and he didn't deliberately miss some arrows in the past, and he was already secretly sighing that his personality was really generous.

It was rare for the three of them to have the same thoughts, so they all left some strength in their hands, and the screams in the rear inadvertently increased.

All of them were solemn, but their eyes occasionally met, and they were full of tacit understanding.

The mountain range in the south is not far away, whether it is Feng Xiaoxiao, Huang Rong or Yang Guo, if they are just dedicated to self-preservation, it is not difficult to escape here, even if there are more cavalry, they can't help them.

Now that the Quanzhen Sect has suffered a lot of losses, the three of them are immediately much easier and faster.

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the mountain range, Zicong finally couldn't bear it anymore and ordered the cavalry to charge.

The sound of "booming" horses' hooves gradually sounded, from small to loud, from slow to fast, from far and near.

Feng Xiaoxiao is not surprised, being able to get close means that it can be mixed into a melee, which is the most suitable for martial arts masters.

However, Zicong obviously also took this into account, and only ordered three teams of cavalry with hundreds of people each, from the front to the left and right, diagonally cut from the left and right, while the large group of cavalry surrounded them, forming a large circle, and kept throwing them into the circle.

Feng Xiaoxiao scolded secretly, in this way, not only did he have to face melee and ranged at the same time. And even if it is a melee, as long as Zicong gives an order to release arrows indiscriminately, and then divides some cavalry for close combat, wouldn't he consume a lot of internal strength, but he did useless work.

"Huang Gang Master, can you defend Xiangyang City? …… Terrific! Feng Xiaoxiao waited for the cavalry to approach, and asked, "Ahem, I want to ask, how did you deal with that bald donkey named Zicong?" Tell me about it, because for now, what's that...... Very important! ”

Huang Rong smiled bitterly: "He is powerful, but after all, he is a Han and has many constraints, but if it weren't for the sudden plague in the Tartar camp, I was afraid of ......."

As he spoke, the cavalry was about to charge.

Feng Xiaoxiao will understand, it seems that Zicong is just making a gesture, if these cavalry really suffer heavy losses, he may not be able to suppress the generals who lead the troops.

Just as he was thinking, a group of cavalry had already rushed in front of him.

Feng Xiaoxiao had an idea in his heart, inserted the sword back into his back with his backhand, and his body suddenly rushed forward, grabbing the head of the horse that was riding first.

He tossed his horse to the side, and his other hand reached out and grabbed the knight by the neck.

"Listen, everyone, all grab the Tartars to block the arrows." , Feng Xiaoxiao danced the man in his hand into a ball, and the flying arrows were stopped by this person one by one, and then threw them at the cavalry behind.

"Click", a huge momentum broke the horse's head, and the man immediately became a puddle of flesh.

Feng Xiaoxiao reached out again, pinched the knight who was thrown out by inertia, swiped it around, blocked the arrow, and then threw it forward, and so on, facing the impact of the cavalry of the brigade, it was like a leisurely stroll.

Huang Rong, Yang Guo, Quan Zhen Sizi and others, all of whom had learned from each other, all caught people and blocked arrows, and finally threw them at the horses, although they consumed a lot of energy, but these cavalry immediately became a mess and could no longer run.

And once the cavalry loses its momentum, its power will be greatly reduced, not to mention that the martial arts of the Quanzhen disciples are not bad, and it is a piece of cake to deal with the cavalry that has stopped.

And it is also extremely easy to block arrows with people, after all, the area is large, and you can block all the arrows in close range with a slight stroke, which is much easier than blocking with a sword.

The biggest disadvantage of this method is that it consumes a lot of energy, and the speed of killing people is too slow, far worse than stabbing a person to death with a sword.

However, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't care much, in addition to killing, he still had time to look at Zicong in the distance, but to see if he dared to give an order to release arrows indiscriminately.

Zicong basically doesn't know martial arts, so he can't talk about being deaf and clear-sighted, but he can still see Feng Xiaoxiao turning his head frequently, although he can't see his expression clearly, he can also sketch it in his mind, and he must have a look that seems to be smiling but not smiling.

sighed and shook his head again, if he dared to give such an order, this captain next to him would dare to tear him alive.

No matter how much he is valued, he is just an outsider, and he will never dare to offend the general who leads the army, and Kublai Khan will never punish a general of this level for him, otherwise he will shake the foundation.

Seeing the heavy losses, the commander couldn't help but jump like thunder, no longer paying attention to Zicong's previous instructions, and ordered the whole army to attack.

Zicong sighed, but stopped talking. What a good opportunity, these top masters are now tied to the side, and they can only accept the moves, and they will never dare to escape, and sooner or later they will be dragged to death.

And the impact of the whole army may be able to kill many people, but it will definitely not kill the top masters.

Once the bonds of these masters are killed, wouldn't it make them no longer have scruples, and they can let go of their hands and feet and advance and retreat freely.

Huang Rong saw the cavalry shooting arrows in the outer ring, and suddenly gathered in one place, and immediately guessed that they must be about to attack the whole army, and hurriedly shouted: "Quick, everyone hurry up and break through the siege." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao reacted very quickly, stretched out his hand, pulled a cavalryman off his horse, and shouted: "Little sister, get on the horse quickly!" ”

Cheng Ying didn't grind, hugged Guo Xiangfei on the horse, shook the reins, let the horse gallop quickly, and there was no cavalry in front of him.

Feng Xiaoxiao just breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to help Yang Guo, but suddenly heard Cheng Ying screaming.

In a panic, he didn't even have time to turn his head, and he quickly retreated and turned around.

I saw Cheng Ying with a half-cut feather arrow stuck in his right shoulder, rolling on the ground incessantly. And in order to prevent Guo Xiang from being hit and squeezed, she could only try her best to lean back. But in this way, with each turn, the end of the feather arrow will graze the ground, and the guide will be stabbed deeper.

By the time Feng Xiaoxiao rushed to the front, Cheng Ying had already fallen to the ground sideways, motionless, the feather arrow had completely pierced her right shoulder, and half of her body had been soaked in blood, bright red and dazzling, but her chest was up and down, obviously still alive.

Fortunately, the Mongolian cavalry on the periphery had all gathered in the distance, otherwise Cheng Ying would definitely die if he made up a few more arrows. (To be continued......)