"Thank you, General!"

The six guards smiled happily, thanked Zhang He, and walked to the edge of the trap with the hook lock.

At this point, Fang Cai's fear of Zhao Yun was already gone. Instead, there is the excitement of being about to make a great achievement.

Although the first merit of capturing the enemy generals must be counted on the heads of the generals.

But if you can catch Zhao Yun with your own hands, you can more or less drink a mouthful of soup, which is already infinitely useful for the lowest soldiers!

"Zhao Zilong! Let's get caught! ”

The head of the guards shouted, and the six people looked at Zhao Yun in the pit, and the hook lock in his hand was about to be thrown into the pit.

This kind of hook and lock is specially used to take people from the trap pit, and as long as the person is hooked, there is no possibility of escape.

Zhang He, Chun Yuqiong and others also widened their eyes, wanting to witness with their own eyes how this thief who bravely broke into the enemy camp was captured on the spot.

Brush!

The two hook locks were thrown out and hooked straight to Zhao Yun's two arms.

If you hit the trap this time, no matter how high your martial arts are, even if it is really the dragon descending and the tiger descending from the mountain, you have to be obedient in front of this hook.

But at this moment, everyone suddenly heard a roar of the law, followed by a rapid sound of horses' hooves from not far away.

Looking at it in a flash, I saw a war horse galloping towards the gate, the whole body was as white as snow, the four hooves kicked open, turned the hooves and flashed the palms, and rushed directly to the edge of the horse pit.

The soldiers around the horse trap were all foot soldiers, and if they were hit by the horse, they would be half-crippled if they didn't die, and they subconsciously retreated to both sides.

The hook lock in the hands of the six people lost its accuracy in an instant, and it swayed back and forth in the trap pit.

"Whose mount is this?"

Zhang He only glanced at it, his pupils instantly widened, and his face showed a look of admiration that could not be hidden.

This kind of mount is rare in the world, who doesn't love it?

But before anyone could answer, reality gave Zhang He an answer.

I saw a scarlet figure flash in front of me, jumped out of the horse trap, and landed firmly on the horse's back.

The blood-colored robe shook, and the lime flew everywhere.

Look at Zhao Yun riding on a horse again, his eyes are blazing, how can he look like he is infected with lime.

"Your eyes are all right!"

Zhang He looked at Zhao Yun who was straddling the white horse, shame and jealousy surged into his heart together, and the halberd pointed at Zhao Yun and shouted.

"Just a small road, how can you trap me!" Zhao Yun took off the bright silver spear from the victory hook and roared loudly, "Today, I will wait for my life, and when he meets on the battlefield, I will take the first rank!" ”

As he spoke, Zhao Yun gently touched the mane of the Yeyu lion, and the war horse immediately understood, quickly turned around, and went straight to the gate.

"General! Are we going to chase after us! Seeing that the credit in hand was about to fly, Chen Baijiang suddenly became a little anxious, and hurriedly asked.

"That's it!" Zhang He's face was gloomy, and he waved his hand directly, "Just now, this fang used the horse blade that he snatched, and he was still able to defeat the three enemy generals." This time when you get back your horse and blade, the force will inevitably go further, and it will be useless to chase it, and it will only give you your life in vain! ”

"Then let him go? The lord's side ......," Chen Baijiang said in a tangled manner.

"You don't have to worry about it!" Zhang He rode on the horse, his eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly stretched out his right hand to Chen Baijiang, "Where is my treasure carving bow?" ”

As soon as these words came out, someone quickly took a bow and arrow and handed it to Zhang He.

Zhang He received the bow in his hand, bent the bow and set the arrow, the left hand into Mount Tai, the right hand like holding a baby, the bow opened like a full moon, and the arrow went like a meteor.

Hearing the sound of "Boom", the bowstring sounded, and the carved arrows broke through the air, heading straight for Zhao Yunhou's heart.

Zhao Yun was running forward, and suddenly he could hear the wind behind his head, knowing that the dark arrow was coming, but he didn't know where to shoot. In a hurry, Zhao Yun hurriedly hid in the stirrups and leaned to the side.

I have to admit that Zhao Yun's movements are fast, but the speed at which the feather arrows come is obviously faster.

Zhao Yun had just lowered his body here, and the arrow from Zhang He's side had arrived. Rao is no matter how good Zhao Yun is, no matter how high his equestrian skills are, he must always have an arm to grab the bridle of the horse to ensure that he will not fall off the horse.

But in this way, although he dodged the vital point, his right arm was completely exposed to the arrow.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, the arrow's force penetrated through the battle armor and completely submerged into Zhao Yun's arms.

Zhao Yun's arm was in pain for a while, and he subconsciously trembled, and the hand that grabbed the bridle almost let go.

At this time, Zhao Yun's whole person was half-hung on the left side of the war horse, and almost all the weight of his body was concentrated on his right arm. Once you loosen the bridle, you will inevitably fall off the horse, and it will be difficult to get on the horse at that time!

Zhao Yun naturally understood this truth in his heart, endured the pain in his arm, and with a fierce force, the whole person sat down on the horse again and continued to run forward.

"Bring the arrows!"

When Zhang He saw that he had succeeded in an arrow, he was immediately overjoyed, and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, so he took the carved arrows from the hands of the guards one after another, and shot them at Zhao Yun in a row.

But the distance between the bow and arrow is limited, and when Zhang He wants to shoot again, the jade lion in the night has already galloped away, and he has arrived at the edge of the gate.

"Where will the thief go! I have been waiting here for a long time on the orders of the third prince! ”

On the left and right sides of the gate, two groups of soldiers and horses suddenly appeared, each with more than a dozen people, holding a tripping horse rope in their hands, and rushed straight towards Zhao Yun.

This group of people was already hiding outside the gate, and they couldn't see them from the camp at all, and they suddenly rushed out with a tripwire, and everyone had to be startled and difficult to dodge.

I don't know if Zhao Yun had expected it, or reacted quickly, and the moment the gang rushed out, he suddenly lifted the reins of the horse.

This snow-white jade lion in the night, like a cloud driving a mist, rose violently in the air, jumped directly from the top of the brains of these ambush soldiers, and went out of the gate and went all the way to the south, and soon disappeared.

More than a dozen ambush soldiers were stunned, and stood in place, their eyes a little straight.

Not long after, Zhang Hechun and Yu Qiong led their troops to the front, pointed to those ambush soldiers and asked, "What about people?" Where did the people go? Did you take the tripping horse and hold him? ”

A few people were still stunned, as if they hadn't heard Zhang He's question.

"I'm asking you! Where did the people go! Zhang He was in the mood to waste time with these miscellaneous soldiers, so he directly waved his horsewhip and whipped it, "What are you pretending to be dead!" ”

"Immortals...... We see the gods......"

The soldier who was pumped was in pain, and only then did he react slightly, and muttered, "Fly...... He flew straight over......"

"Fly? Where to fly? Can you still see the hell in broad daylight? Chun Yuqiong's temper was hot, and her face sank directly, "I asked you where you went!" ”

"Over there...... Go that way......" The soldier pointed in the direction where Zhao Yun had disappeared, still deeply shocked by Fang Cai.

Zhang Hechun and Yu Qiong looked in the direction of the soldier's finger, where could they still see Zhao Yun's figure, and they didn't know where they ran for a long time.