Fighting hard, Xiang Ming has fallen into the most difficult and difficult battle in his life.

It is undeniable that the equestrian skills of the Huns have always been superior to those of the Fang family's children, and once they have an excellent commander, then their combat ability will suddenly be compared to the previous two armies.

"Hoo ......"

With a sharp sound of a blade splitting the sky, Avahan became entangled again.

The tip of the spear stabbed out like lightning, and the blades of the two men had met in mid-air for unknown times.

After a crisp sound, Avahan shouted: "Good man, it's enjoyable......"

Suddenly, another spear stabbed out silently from behind Xiang Ming, and the target was the vital point of his throat.

Ava was shocked, he was so experienced with his enemies that he leaned back on horseback, dodging the vicious throat shot at the last moment.

The war horse galloped past, and Ava was still palpitating.

Xiang Ming and Li Guanying shouted in their hearts at the same time that it was a pity.

They knew that they would not be spared, so the only purpose was to delay a little longer, and in addition to that, to kill as many Hun Tartars as possible.

Killing one person is enough, killing two people earns one.

In particular, if you can cut down such a brave and unparalleled warrior as Awahan, it will be a serious blow to the momentum of the Huns.

The two of them immediately looked at each other and immediately understood each other's intentions. Fang Cai's series of blows had been planned for a long time, and if Ava's dry martial arts reaction was a little slower by half a beat, he would have already died at this moment.

However, there is only one such opportunity, and I can't imagine that it will fall short in the end.

Another team of horsemen rushed towards him, and Xiang Ming cheered up and shouted: "The dog crumbs are here again, brothers let go and kill." ”

"Yes, General." Dozens of people shouted in unison.

Xiang Ming's silver spear trembled slightly, just listening to the voice, he knew that there were less than fifty people who could follow him at this time. After so many tragic killings, his troops have been reduced by eighty.

A strong anger and unwillingness surged from the bottom of his heart, and the silver spear in his hand conjured up a thousand flowers to chase for his life, and the colorful spear flowers dispersed towards the Huns in front of him. At this point, he has no reservations.

Unlike his large-scale attacks, Li Guanying followed his flanks, and the spear in his hand only had two movements, stabbing out, retracting, and repeating the cycle.

The Li family's throat gun is brilliant in his hand, and every time he stabs out, he can always bring up a wisp of blood arrow and hook a soul.

The two of them cooperated tacitly, and the tigers in the mountains were unstoppable, and under their leadership, everyone fought hard and finally broke through a bloody road.

On the high slope, Kanji's tiger eyes widened, and he suddenly pulled out the saber at his waist, rode his horse forward, and shouted: "Brother Ying, I'll go." ”

However, his wish was not fulfilled, and a large hand had firmly grasped the reins of his horse, and no matter how the horse struggled and writhed, the big hand remained unmoved.

Kanji looked helplessly at the owner of the big hand, if it was someone else, even if it was his own brother here, he would cut the reins with the saber in his hand and rush down again.

However, in the generation of the Huns, there are only two people he admires the most, Li Zhi and Kuba Eagle.

These two people are the idols of everyone in the younger generation of the Xiongnu, and for these hot-blooded teenagers, their words are often more effective than their elders.

Because they are heroes, and it is such heroes that the Huns admire the most.

"Brother Ying, why don't you let me go." Kanji asked aggrievedly.

Kuba Ying glanced at him, and his big bright eyes were full of a kind smile: "You are too small. ”

"I'm sixteen years old, I'm an adult." Kanji puffed up his chest, his not strong body but with the air of a soaring ambition.

"Yes, you're an adult. But Xiang Ming is in the prime of life. ”

Seeing Kanji's indignation, he smiled and said, "Kanji, even if I fight with him alone, I don't dare to say that I can win, can you be more powerful than me?" ”

Kanji's face turned red and he muttered, "Brother Eagle, how can I compare to you?" ”

"If you know that you are invincible, you will have to rely on the courage of blood and blood for a while, and send yourself to death in vain. Then it is not called heroic, but reckless. Kuba Ying sighed and said, "You are Shan Yu's youngest son, but Shan Yu has high hopes for you. Don't let Shan Yu's expectations come true. ”

"Yes, Brother Eagle." Kanji lowered his head, not knowing if he had listened.

"Alas, if it is another ten years, my brother will not stop you."

A hint of disbelief flashed in Kanji's eyes, and he didn't say this to show that he wouldn't be able to catch up with Xiang Ming in ten years. For a man of his arrogance, there is nothing more unbearable than being looked down upon.

After appeasing the proud son of the sky who had been smooth sailing since birth, his gaze returned to the battlefield, his lips opened slightly, and he said to himself in a voice so low that no one could hear: "Xiang Ming, not being able to fight you fairly may be the biggest regret of my life." ”

Another pair of cavalry outflanked him, and Xiang Ming concentrated on his spear, and took the lead and killed the enemy.

Li Guanying behind him scolded fiercely: "The Hun dog that can't be killed." ”

He followed closely behind Xiang Ming, blocking all attacks from the flanks for him.

Xiang Ming was like a sharp knife, tearing through the Huns' horse formation and rushing out again.

It's just that when he looked up, his face suddenly changed greatly.

A hundred meters away in front of him, there were two teams of 1,000 riders, everyone sitting on horses, holding bows and arrows, no need to ask, their target was their own team of men and horses.

As if after a thousand times of acting, the Huns' horse team galloped away to both sides, leaving only more than 20 lonely horsemen in the clearing.

After two charges, the number of people dropped sharply again.

Xiang Ming still can't figure out why the Huns changed their original intentions and no longer cared about Liu Zhengqi's surname. Could it be that they already know that this is a fake His Royal Highness the Prince? But at this point, there was no room for him to think about it anymore.

He gritted his silver teeth and shouted, "Rush forward......"

He knew that the only way to survive at this time was to quickly pass this distance of 100 meters, whether it was backward or sideways, there was only a dead end, and he had no choice.

Everyone behind him, except for the attendants who pretended to be the prince, were all wounded, but they were not afraid, and everyone scrambled to be the first when they gave the order.

"Shoot the ......"

With a shout, a thousand-strong team of archers released the bowstring that had already been drawn in their hands.

A rain of arrows flew at them.

The silver spear in Xiang Ming's hand danced like a rolling wheel, blocking the water that guarded his whole body.

Suddenly, there was a scream behind him, his heart trembled, this voice was so familiar, he screamed sadly: "You Aya......"

Looking back, Fang You Aya rose into the air, using his body as a shield to block in front of the attendant who was pretending to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. His body was full of arrows, and it was terrible to see.

"I have no regrets......"

His ears seemed to sound the words that Fang Youya said when he was out of the city, and the young, vigorous and big eyes were forever blind.

"I have no regrets......"

Xiang Ming burst into tears, and he slapped his horse forward, with only one thought in his heart, to avenge his brother.

"Shoot the ......"

The second group of 1,000 shot arrows from their hands.

Xiang Ming roared, and his whole body strength was transported to the extreme, and a spear seemed to suddenly have life and become a living dragon. Forcibly keep all bows and arrows out.

However, there was a strange noise, and a specially made carved arrow passed through Xiang Ming's side. The speed of this arrow, the angle of the arrow, and the accuracy of the timing are all of the highest quality.

Xiang Naru watched as the arrow flew through his spear shadow and flew behind him. I want to block it, but I can't do it.

"Humph......"

The man dressed as Liu Zhengqi snorted heavily, and was pierced through the chest by this arrow, and could no longer hold the reins, could not sit on the horse steadily, and fell heavily to the ground.

Xiang Ming gnashed his teeth in anger, but at this time, another rain of arrows came down, and he struggled to resist. It's just that people can't take care of horses, and the good horse of Northern Xinjiang under the crotch screamed sadly, fell to the ground and died, and above its neck, a carved arrow with almost no neck was inserted, which showed that the person who sent the arrow was extremely powerful.

Xiang Ming jumped up, and at this point, only Li Guanying was left by his side, and the rest of the people were all killed in battle.

Faced with thousands of Hun archers and the loss of the horses on which they depended, the two of them knew that they would definitely die this time.

At this time, they were all thinking about the same thing, and they didn't know if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had escaped.

Avahan put down the five-stone bow in his hand, the two arrows just now were his masterpieces, and at this time, these two people were already turtles in the urn, and it was impossible to get out, so he naturally disdained to fall into the well.

After another round of arrow rain.

Xiang Ming was already hit by three arrows in his body, and Li Guanying was half-kneeling on the ground, and he was spared by the full protection of Xiang Ming, but they could hide this time, can they hide next time?

The archers drew their bows again, representing death.

They both looked at each other and laughed, and they were faithful and righteous, and they died—so what's the matter?

The wasp-like rain of arrows let out a piercing screech, and Xiang Ming raised his silver spear, endured the burning pain from his wound, and swung it again.

It's just that he knows that he can't escape this round of arrow rain.

However, his eyes suddenly darkened.

A dark cloud floated by, like an endless whirlpool in the depths of the sea, sucking all the arrows into pieces.

Xiang Ming raised his eyes and looked at it, his eyes were extremely surprised and excited.

Immediately, the knight turned his head and smiled, as bright and dazzling as the rising sun.

"Big brother, little brother came as promised."

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