"Da !!"

The sound of horses' hooves was like a storm, striking on the glass, and it was extremely violent.

Wu Nian and Wan Yan Xian quickly approached each other.

Although Wu Nian has recovered from a serious illness, his momentum is not weak. took the lead in making a move, and the arms protected by the armor suddenly thickened, and a lance stabbed into Wan Yanxian's chest.

Wan Yanxian frowned slightly, this guy is too imposing, he is really recovering from a serious illness. Or is it a long time ago, recuperating in secret, and now is the heyday?

"Bump!" Wan Yanxian took a defensive position, and the big knife struck upward, intercepting Wu Nian's lance, and the weapons of both sides collided in the air.

At the same time, the two horses staggered.

"Kill!" Wu Nian held the horse lance in his right hand, pulled the reins of the horse with his left hand, quickly turned the horse's head, roared violently, and killed Wan Yanxian again.

Wan Yanxian did the same, and rushed towards Wu Nian again.

"Kill !!" Wu Nian was like a bear and a tiger, and the whole person sat straight, as if he was standing on a rotten silver stirrup, raised the horse lance high, and the bright light in his eyes flashed, from left to right, and split down.

"Bump!" With a sound, Wan Yanxian still took a defensive position, and with a shake of the black iron broadsword in his hand, the two sides staggered again.

After ten rounds like this, Wan Yanxian became a little impatient.

This guy is indeed getting more and more capable of fighting, and his martial arts have increased a lot compared to the last time they met. But go on like this.

"Kill !!!" Wan Yanxian's waist sank, and the black iron broadsword was across his waist, swinging it out vigorously, drawing a perfect arc, wanting to cut off Wu Nian's waist.

Wu Nian's eyes flashed, and a deep expression appeared on his face. Looking at the oncoming sharp blade, the whole person leaned back.

"Touching !!" Wu Nian couldn't dodge, the horse lance in his hand "swayed" and fell to the ground, and the helmet also flew up and rolled down.

"Driving !!!" The bump of the helmet made Wu Nian's forehead flow blood, and after stabilizing his figure, he hugged the horse's neck with both hands, and the whole person lay on the horse's back, trying to reduce his own area.

"Let's go, back into the valley." Wu Nian shouted, and his hands slowly touched the red war bow behind the horse, and pulled out an arrow from the quiver.

"If you can shoot Yan Xian here!!!" Wu Nian rode his horse and galloped, crazy thoughts flashed in his mind, and the essence in his eyes was amazing.

Shooting and killing the serious 800 general Meng Yuan Wanhu was the first time in the history of the Chu State.

"Driving !!!"

Seeing the defeat of their general, the ten horsemen couldn't help but show a look of consternation, but quickly reacted, turned their horses' heads, and galloped backwards.

It's not a blow either.

Anyway, none of the generals in Liaodong are the opponents of Mengyuan Wanhu. Even few people can beat the commander of Meng Yuan.

The fact that his own general has been able to fight against Wanhu for so long is already excellent.

Moreover, the general has just recovered from a serious illness.

"Hahahaha. It turns out that you are bluffing. Wan Yanxian laughed out loud, and finally figured out the details of Wu at the end of the year.

A bluffing paper tiger.

"Kill !!!" After turning the horse's head, Wan Yanxian galloped with a big knife and chased Wu Nian.

He is confident that his horse is a top horse after all, and it is very explosive. And Wu Nian's horsepower, the horsepower is actually average.

He had just observed.

"Da !!" The sound of horses' hooves is crisp and rhythmic.

Wan Yanxian, who was chasing happily, suddenly had an alarm bell in his heart. The whole person had a feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake, and his hairs stood up.

Wan Yan turned around subconsciously.

Wu Nian in front of him suddenly stood up, with an extra red war bow in his hand, pulling the bow full circle, and after aiming a little, he let go of the bowstring.

"Knock".

"Whoosh!!" The black arrow shot out like lightning, hitting Yan Xian's neck directly.

With a "bump", Wan Yanxian's first turning action had an effect, and the arrow hit Wan Yanxian's right shoulder.

The power of the bow and arrow is not the same.

It looks the same bow, but the pull is completely different. The bow in Wu Nian's hand is the bow with the top rally power.

In the North Mountain Fort, he is the only one who can pull it open.

The level of armor piercing is naturally different.

Wan Yanxian only felt a pain in his shoulder, his face turned white immediately, the sweat of the bean was flowing out, and the black iron knife in his right hand was almost unable to grasp it and fell to the ground.

"Phew!" Wan Yanxian had blue tendons on his forehead, pulled the reins of the horse with his left hand, turned the horse's head, and galloped towards his own military formation.

"I didn't shoot ?!!!!" Wu Nian felt infinite regret in his heart, and quickly reacted, pulled out the steel knife on his waist, turned the horse's head, and rushed straight towards Wan Yanxian.

"Driving !!!" Wu Nian held a steel knife in his right hand and brandished it, his entire upper body was lying on the horse's back, trying to reduce wind resistance, and the speed of the war horse was increased to the limit, but he still watched Wan Yanxian go farther and farther, and in the end he could only regretfully stop the war horse, turn over and dismount, and pick up the horse lance and helmet that he had left behind, and then turned the horse's head and went to the valley.

Wu Nian's personal soldiers found out about the change, immediately stopped their horses, and also turned back to help, but Wu Nian turned around again, and they could only turn around again and gallop away with Wu Nian into the valley.

"Finished. Count your fortune great. I've set up a position in front of me, do you dare to attack? Wu Nian turned around and laughed as he galloped.

The laughter was extremely loud, echoing from the hill to the hill, as if it were rolling thunder.

With that, Wu Nian turned his neck and looked ahead again, the horizontal lance sped forward on his back, and disappeared between the trees and hills in the blink of an eye, as if he had never been there.

"General!!!!

Commander Meng Yuan and the soldiers of Meng Yuan, seeing that Wan Yan was hit by an arrow, one by one were like being struck by lightning, and the souls of the dead were in danger, but they quickly reacted and rushed forward.

"Nothing. Prepare gold sore medicine quickly. ”

Although Wan Yanxian did not taste defeat, it was common for him to be injured and bleeding on the battlefield, although the cold sweat of pain broke out, but the person was very calm and screamed.

Soon after, he galloped into the formation. Turned over and dismounted, and immediately threw the black iron broadsword on the ground. He waved his hand at the soldiers who came up, regardless of the arrow still stuck in his shoulder, raised his head and said, "Go up the hill." ”

After waiting for the hill, he ordered the soldiers to guard it heavily, and the archers stretched out their bows to ensure safety. Wan Yanxian asked his soldiers to come up, unbuckled his armor for himself, and sat on the bench.

There was no doctor with him, so the commander picked up a knife, lit the fire first, helped Yan Xian pick out the arrow, and then applied the gold sore medicine and tied the cloth belt.

"This guy. You want to shoot me! Wanyan was sweating, and soon his clothes were wet, and a pair of tiger eyes looked at the hills ahead, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations.

He has been in the army for many years, and although it is common for him to be injured and bleed, it is the first time that he is so close to death.