The horse's hooves flew and brought up snow and dirt, and before they could hit the ground, they were smashed to pieces by the horses that followed.

More than a thousand murderous light horses with armor and crossbows galloped past, leaving only a mess in one place.

The first to come to the sound of horses' hooves was the tremor of the frozen ground, and Li Yun jumped up and shouted bitterly.

"The pursuers are coming!"

Don't look at Zhang Cuilan's usual recklessness and babbling, but at critical moments, she is more calm and calm than a seven-foot man.

Ignoring Su Yunzhong's body on the ground that was gradually covered with snowflakes, he supported his broken body with a scabbard, and looked in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves came from with his cold eyes.

"*** There are horses, we can't outrun them. Li Yun and Second Sister You organized the formation. Fight to die without losing, hack to death two to earn blood."

The weak but sonorous voice made the remnants of the defeated soldiers regain their backbone, and all those who could stand up clenched their swords and guns and gathered together.

Liao Yong, the commander of the Linzhou Left Guard, held his head in his hands, squatted on the ground and cried bitterly, exchanging tears.

"How so... How can this be, no, there must be some misunderstanding, I have to go and explain to Zuo Shuai clearly, we are friendly troops, not bandits..."

Liao Yong stood up suddenly, and was about to run in the direction of the snowfall in the distance, but he was tripped by a leg of Li Yun, who was quick with his hands. Seeing this, several of Liao Yong's personal soldiers pulled out horizontal knives and pointed at Li Yun, but Li Yun was not afraid at all, stepped on Liao Yong's back, and with a snort, a mouthful of spit mixed with blood spit on the back of Liao Yong's head.

Then Li Yun's bloodshot eyes swept over the pro-soldiers, and he snorted coldly in a dry voice.

"If you want to die, try one step further, and you will take a few sacrificial flags!"

A few pro-soldiers looked at Liao Yong, who was lying on the ground and wailing, and then looked at Li Yun, who was almost overflowing with killing intent in his eyes, and finally put down the horizontal knife with a sigh.

"Seed!"

The sound of horses' hooves gradually improved, Zhang Cuilan squinted her eyes, only to see countless black dots mixed with countless black spots in the snowy snow as big as leaves, and hurriedly shouted.

"Squat, it's a crossbow."

The cold weather made it difficult for the crossbows to recharge, and the howling wind blew away the arrows' tricks, and although the rain of arrows was staggering, few were injured.

But even so, the more than 1,000 light cavalry did not have the intention of rushing into battle and slashing, and the cavalry spread out in a fan shape, continuing to shoot with bows and crossbows at a distance not far away, dissipating the little morale left of the prey.

In fact, the group of women who came out of the horns without knowing that they were all rough and thick-skinned, and their brute strength was amazing, and they had been killed and injured a lot of robes since the siege of the city until the end of the chase in recent days.

Anyway, the other party is already at the end of the crossbow, and the destruction is only in the moment, so there is no need to pay the price of unnecessary casualties.

But after three rounds of arrow rain, dozens of people on the Xiangshanzhai side still suffered heavy losses, weakening the already few combat strengths.

Rather than being slowly grinded to death like this, it is better to fight to the death.

Zhang Cuilan's silver teeth were bitten, and she made up her mind, stood up and swung her knife to remove the oncoming arrows, pointed forward with the blade, and roared loudly.

"Fuck it!"

As soon as the words fell, Second Sister You leaned down to a very low level, avoiding most of the crossbow arrows, and her body was like an ape walking close to the ground, rushing towards the opposite iron horse without fear of death.

Li Yun carried the only remaining conscienceless cannon with one arm, and with the other hand, he clutched the fire fold and followed closely behind Second Sister You.

"Rong Fei! You wait for me, and I won't let you go when I die!"

Zhang Cuilan let out a sad roar, and glanced at her brother Zhang Jun, who was still unconscious, reluctantly out of the corner of her eyes, and then raised her arms and raised her knife, like a female leopard generously dying.

The rest of the elephant cottage people followed, and everyone looked resolute.

Liao Yong, who was about to cry to death, and dozens of soldiers who were at a loss were left alone.

The wind suddenly reversed, causing a slight disturbance in the cavalry formation, which had been standing with the wind.

I don't know why the snow in the sky is mixed with countless ice particles, crackling on the leather armor and the skin of ***, faintly

Pain, can't open your eyes.

"Leave it to me here, and you go back."

A golden light flashed by, and the deafening roar made the more than two hundred people who charged stop their tracks, and their expressions were shocked for a while.

Then I saw that several people in the front line of the cavalry not far in front were knocked into the air, and after being thrown high, they fell heavily, and the snow and mud on the ground were thrown up.

"Cuilan, it's an adult!"

Li Yun, who was carrying a cannon without conscience, came to Zhang Cuilan's side and said in a low voice.

"What now?"

Second Sister You also leaned over and asked.

Zhang Cuilan bit her lip tightly, her expression changed uncertainly, and she thought for a moment and said hatefully.

"Believe him again, withdraw!"

A pennant was erected in the center of the fan-shaped cavalry, and fine willows were faintly visible on the flag that was blown by the strong wind. C.

Rong Fei used his golden light to knock all the cavalry blocking the road in front of him, and in an instant, he came to the banner of the pole, and stretched out his hand to knock down the Qianhu official who was sitting on horseback.

Boom!

The Qianhu official in light armor was heavily smashed into the snow, his qi and blood were retrograde, his eyes were full of stars, his breath was stagnant, and he couldn't speak.

"If you don't want him to die, stop me!"

Rong Fei lifted the Qianhu official who was almost fainting with one hand, and roared loudly in the angry dantian.

Before figuring out the specific situation, Rong Fei didn't want to kill more, so he controlled the main general of this cavalry team as soon as possible.

But the surrounding sergeants turned a deaf ear like deaf people, and greeted Rong Fei with the swords and guns in their hands one after another.

Seeing this, Rong Fei grabbed the ankle of Qianhu Officer with both hands, and turned it around as a humanoid shield.

"I am the head catcher of the Immortal Division, the first arrester in the world by the Holy Father today, Fencheng Bo Rongfei, who is in charge of the affairs Get out and speak."

Rong Fei took out the waist card of the Immortal Division and held it in his hand, looked around and shouted.

None of the surrounding sergeants answered, just clenched the swords and guns in their hands, staring at Rong Fei with murderous intent.

Seeing that no one took care of him, Rong Fei didn't want to continue to consume.

"Da Yan military law, the main general will die, and all his subordinates will be beheaded. If you want to die, just come, and if you don't want to die, find someone who can make up your mind."

Rong Fei said, so he sandwiched the thousand-household official who had fainted to death under his ribs, and used the golden light magic power to re-encircle him.

The two deputy Qianhu in the cavalry first drank the restless subordinates, and after discussing in a low voice for a while, one of them returned to Fengxian with a few personal soldiers.

When he came to the place where everyone in Xiangshanzhai was, Rong Fei stopped his body, first threw the thousand-household official who had passed out to Li Yun, told him not to hurt his life, and then sat down in the snow with a soft body.

Traveling dozens of miles along the way, I have used the golden light magic power more than a dozen times, and I have exhausted my physical strength.

"Tell me, how did I drop you, why don't you let me go?"

Rong Fei beckoned to Zhang Cuilan, who was full of iron, and asked in a weak tone.