The arrows shot by the majestic force had a strong force, but the war horse under the seat of the Xianbei sergeant was surprisingly fast, but in the blink of an eye, it galloped hundreds of steps away, it was obvious that the Xianbei sergeant was not a casually selected war horse, and the powerful arrow that broke through the wind and the air finally flew two hundred steps away without relenting, and slowly fell in a vertical arc.

Shen Jin snorted lightly, put away the longbow with hatred, and the armor was stunned, as if he was looking for a suitable mount to catch up immediately, but Chi Tang pulled him very calmly: "No need, someone chased him." ”

Shen Jin was stunned, only then did he realize that Han Li beside him had disappeared at some point, and when he looked at it in amazement, he saw a figure in a dark robe swaying in the distance like a paper kite, and it seemed to be a few points faster than a galloping horse.

As soon as he found out that the Xianbei sergeant had escaped, Han Li reacted, just when Shen Jin had just bent his bow and arrows, he had already used the power of Xuan Gong to urge Gu to rush away, perhaps the deep internal force was incomparably similar to the Thunder Eagle divine power contained in him, and in the running, he actually brought a slight flash of electric sparks.

Chi Tang always had an inexplicable appreciation and confidence for Han Li, just as Han Li did for him, he was not worried about Han Li's pursuit of the fleeing enemy at all, but after holding Shen Jin, he ordered everyone again: "Don't rest or stop, set off immediately after taking advantage of the battle, and keep up with Han Da Swordsman!"

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Of course, Han Li would not think that his light skills at the peak could really be compared to a galloping horse, a short sprint may be similar, but there is an extremely disparity in the endurance of long-distance running, people are not horses after all, and the war horse carrying the Xianbei sergeant has already run in the head, and the foot strength is strong, opening up a long distance.

However, it doesn't mean that he is really helpless, Han Li's original intention is to take advantage of the light skill of rushing in a short distance, slightly shorten the distance with the opponent, and then throw his sword with all his might, with his profound skills and proficient in sword accuracy, he is afraid that within two hundred steps, it will be more effective than an ordinary strong bow and crossbow, what he has to do now is to shrink this distance to less than two hundred steps.

I heard that people who can subdue demons and subdue demons have the ability to change shapes and take a thousand steps, and even fly in the air, Han Li saw with his own eyes, the thin young man with wings from the Qianjia family who had flown down in mid-air by Jiangling Lake, and the four women who were dazzling like fairies in front of the Great Sima Xingyuan did have such a spell, but unfortunately, the several disciples of the Qianjia family who accompanied him, including Chi Tang, a swordsman who was even better than himself, did not seem to know such flying skills, just like the fat Gan Fei.

Turning these extremely strange thoughts in the past, the Xianbei sergeant who was galloping in the distance seemed to realize the danger of being chased, and flexibly pulled the reins of the horse, and the horses under the seat suddenly tossed and turned, and Han Li also changed his body a few times, and the true qi he lifted became turbid, and the distance that was gradually shortening was pulled away again.

Seeing that the galloping horse was about to disappear into a jungle and lush valley in front of him, Han Li frowned, and suddenly thought of a good way.

It's true that I can't fly, but I have a good friend who can.

Han Li's fast-running figure did not slow down, and even continued to speed up, but his lips suddenly let out a clear and loud whistle, and after a while, he saw a black shadow emerge from the sky, and it became bigger and bigger, gradually approaching Han Li, it was the majestic Saker with plump feathers.

"Huh, Li'er!" Han Li shouted the name of the falcon in a huff, "Chase it!"

The Saker flapped its wings steeply at the moment when it was about to glide to Han Li's shoulder, and the juju let out a clear cry and flew straight in the direction of the galloping horse in the distance.

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Even in the run, the huge panic in Punai Valley still repeatedly rushed to the bottom of my heart like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and when it was chaotic, the dog could talk, it was terrible! The sacred Great Deer God, please bless me to return to General Che Kun's Dazhai, I want to let them know that the reinforcements of the Jin people are not only coming, but also that there are devils in their army.

Although I don't know how the leather pants slipped down at that time, but Pu Nai Gu fell to the bottom and was lucky to escape his life, and the body that rolled down the slope was not a big deal except for a slight scratch injury, compared to the yellow dog that spoke, but the yellow dog that spoke brought him more shock, so once he fastened his leather pants, he immediately found his most majestic mount, and ran away quickly, reporting to the army behind, which was the duty of the scout cavalry.

The Xianbei people on horseback are really strong Xianbei people, although Punaigu was shocked and almost went crazy, but the warrior instinct of the ** nation, so that he was flexible and alert to control the war horse, and in the case of someone chasing after him, he was still able to take reasonable measures and gradually get out of danger.

Entering the valley in front of him, the terrain is more complicated, this is really convenient for himself to get out, it seems that he is not far from the goal of success, Pu Naigu cautiously glanced back, until this time he had time to observe the situation of the pursuers, but he did not expect that his pupils tightened at a glance, and the person chasing did not even ride a horse?

Pu Naigu didn't know much about the subtleties of the Central Plains martial arts, but his terrifying soul like a frightened bird made him even more frightened, and he naturally equated the other party with the strange vision he saw today: "Devil! It's all devils! That dog, this person, it's all devils!"

With a curse of fear and horror of the devil, Punaya had just turned his head when he felt a sharp wind rushing towards his face, and a large group of feathered creatures screamed and pounced.

And the devil? Pu Naigu felt that his hairs were all standing up, and the sharp claws of the Saker tore through his face, and he actually felt the pain in his heart, Pu Nagu snorted miserably, and his panicked feet stretched out purely subconsciously, and accidentally took off the stirrup, and could no longer sit firmly on the horse's back, his body trembled, and he fell off the horse with his face covered.

The falcon struck a successful blow, and felt that he had successfully completed the task entrusted by his master, and the juju screamed proudly, and flew into the air again.

Pu Naigu didn't care about the blood flowing on his face, rubbed his body and got up, and ran wildly without a price, run, run!

If he didn't know how to say that his words brought such a shadow of fear to such a fierce and vicious Xianbei person, then he would definitely laugh out loud in his asshole. Of course, he naturally couldn't see the scene of this soulless man scurrying around the valley like a frightened rabbit, in fact, this scene did not last long.

Before he could even feel the panting caused by the violent running, Pu Naigu suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and when he looked down, a silver arrow with the blood in his body suddenly appeared in front of his left chest.

"Devil ......" Pu Naigu trembled and said the most terrible words in his heart, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground, never moving again.

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When Han Li saw the corpse of the Xianbei sergeant under the broken wood in the valley, he found that a tall and thin woman was half-squatting beside the corpse, stepping on the corpse with one foot, and pulling out a bloody arrow from the corpse's vest with a slight force in her hand.

The Xianbei sergeant who escaped died, and Han Li was relieved first, although he was not killed by his own hands, but he was dead after all. But what is the matter with this woman? Han Li carefully observed this woman, she had a hair bundle tied on her head, the long hair on the hair bundle was draped down like a ponytail, and she was wearing a short dress made of coarse linen, although it was ugly, it set off the woman's figure very exquisitely, it was undeniable that it seemed a little tight and the short dress style was very suitable for those women with long legs and slender waists, and then saw that the woman was pulling out an arrow in her right hand, but she was holding a longbow made of cedar in her left hand, no matter what it was, the arrow that pierced the body of the Xianbei sergeant was her handwriting, but who was she? How could he appear in this battlefield where he fought fiercely all day long? Why would he take action for himself and shoot that Xianbei sergeant first?

Han Li was surprised, and when he looked around his eyes, he saw dozens of men in different clothes pouring out of the mountains and forests, saying that they were dressed differently, because some people were wearing linen clothes similar to the woman, and some people were wearing dirty clothes that could hardly see the original color of the clothes, and they could only judge the Jin army from the system, and some people were even covered with the yellow leather armor of the Xianbei army, but these men were all holding blades, and the blades were faintly aimed at themselves, and their faces showed vigilant and vigilant expressions without exception, but their complexions did not seem to be very good, most of them were yellow and thin, and their physiques were thin, and judging from their posture with blades, apparently not trained accordingly.

The squatting woman wiped the bloodstained arrow on the corpse of the Xianbei sergeant for a while before carefully retracting the arrow sac, and then raised her eyes to look at Han Li.

If it weren't for the dirt on her face, and the dishes that appeared obviously because of long-term hunger, this woman should be considered beautiful, Han Li couldn't be sure, but he felt that the woman's sparkling eyes were smart, and although she looked a little thin, this woman's spirit was very good, the long ponytail made her goose-oval face show a cold and pretty look, and especially the tone of her words had an unquestionable confidence: "What we killed, it was ours!"

This sentence sounds a little confusing at first, but I have to admit that this woman with a Jiangnan accent and a rather refreshing and comfortable voice still sounds very pleasant.

Although the woman and the men around him, dressed differently and armed with swords, looked at him coldly and hostilely, Han Li smiled gently, he thought that he should know who they were.

"Whoever you kill, you kill, is yours. Han Li nodded to the woman, since he knew who they were, then he could easily understand what the woman meant.

To put it bluntly, it is an army spontaneously organized by the displaced people who are in a war-torn place, and there are countless such armies in the land of China, which has been rampant and in flames for decades, and the most famous is the once famous beggar army. Of course, the group of people in front of them is obviously not the kind of beggar army that has formed a strong combat force due to long-term battles, it seems that they are more like a rabble, and they are far from the side of the army.

As the chief swordsman of the battle against the Great Sima Duoli, Han Li was well aware of the situation of this small army of wanderers, and when they saw a large number of troops of large size, they fled far away, and when they encountered a small number of stragglers, they swarmed up, killed the soldiers, and robbed them of everything that could be used: weapons, property, dry food, clothes, and ...... In some cases of real hunger, even the flesh and blood of these soldiers, the war has displaced them and their lives are in danger, so it is not uncommon for them to make a horrific retribution by devouring their flesh and blood. And these displaced people are better armed, that is, they only rob the soldiers, and do not harm the villages, but more of them have become robbers and bandits who do all kinds of evil.

But the team in front of them is not like this, at least judging from their yellow-skinned and not vicious eyes, even if they want to make a living by killing and plundering, they don't have the strength to do so. Perhaps, it is just a poor person who struggled to survive in the gap between the tragic battle between the two armies.

The woman was very satisfied with Han Li's crisp and neat attitude, facing Han Li stood up straight and put the longbow behind her back, the tall man was only slightly shorter than Han Li, and then smiled toothily, of course, this was not a smile or a glamorous teasing, she just praised Han Li, and even had a hint of condescending arrogance, although in Han Li's opinion, there was clearly a kind of Mingyan vitality under this smile.

The sound of horses' hooves was heard, and with a cheerful shout, a bald-headed, obviously much more majestic than the others, was riding his horse with a beaming face, and the horse under his crotch was the mount of the Xianbei sergeant who had fled and was now a corpse.

"Miss, what a horse! It's like flying, Ha Luha!" The bald man's riding skills were quite good, and the majestic steed stood in front of the woman with a sloppy sound, and the bald man jumped off the horse and his feet had not yet landed, and he had already praised one after another.

It seems that the woman is indeed the leader of this group of homeless people, and judging from the bald man's title to her young lady, it seems that she is not from a humble background, at least not a woman from an ordinary villager's family. At this time, a few of the men gathered around came up happily, touched the saddle of the horse and the lush mane, and made a sound, but left Han Li aside, Han Li smiled, and naturally stroked his hand on the pearl necklace around his neck, which was a habit he inadvertently developed since Wuqing's death, and then hugged the woman: "Thank you, I will say goodbye." ”

But the woman found something from Han Li's previous subconscious movements, and her eyes lit up: "Wait!"

Han Li was stunned, but the woman had already come up with a smile: "I said that this brother, looking at you like this, you are also a member of the Righteous Army, right? ”

also knew the etiquette, Han Li smiled again: "They are all Hu people, they have the same hatred, and the girl doesn't have to see outside." ”

"What this is said is that the brothers are all on the road, everyone is not outside, and the brothers should also know the way, and they must leave some mountain worship gifts when they go to other mountains, don't we?