Despite the caravan's great caution, two days after entering the Murowei steppe, it was targeted by Hibiki horses.

Xu Minghui followed closely behind Yunzhong, his face was already sweating profusely, and a pair of small eyes kept looking behind him. Not only Xu Minghui, but also the other small businessmen, as well as many of the guards, were now extremely nervous, staring at the guard, while constantly casting a frightened gaze at the three people who followed dozens of meters behind.

They were three young herdsmen, all wearing fur hats, thick linen robes, a short bow at their waists, a scimitar, and one with a long pole hanging from the side of the horse, and a rope at the end of the pole.

"What is that rope noose for?" Xu Minghui asked softly, a little uneasy.

"It is used to tie the captive's waist and pull it on the back of the horse and carry it away. Yunzhong replied lightly.

Xu Minghui only felt a chill in the back of his head, and he had already imagined the scene of being pulled behind the horse, staggering and being dragged by the galloping horse.

Yunzhong smiled: "Don't worry, he won't use this rope to trap you." ”

Xu Minghui sighed with relief, but then his face became even more ugly, because he heard the next sentence in the clouds: "Ringing horses and robbing merchants usually kill all the men on the spot, and only bring the women back, either as slaves or as sacrifices. ”

The two female guards who followed behind Yun Zhong also looked quite unsightly after hearing this, except for the boss Cao Hua in the entire caravan, there were only two women, if they were captured, Cao Hua would be used as a meat ticket to ask for ransom, and the two women in their early thirties with no background were afraid that life would be worse than death.

The one-eyed man roared angrily, stepped on the war horse and pounced on the three ringing horses, the three ringing horses turned around and left, the one-eyed man chased after the horse, but he couldn't catch up in any way, and was reflexively shot back by the three people with a short bow while running, he was strong, and waved his knife to shoot down several sharp arrows that shot at him one by one, but he couldn't protect the horse, and the ringing horse with a rope stalk shot a vicious dark arrow into his horse's right front leg, and the war horse neighed in pain, and almost lifted the one-eyed man off his horse, but fortunately, the other two guards rode up and protected him back into the caravan。

The faces of the caravan were even more ugly, these horses were like appendages, they couldn't get rid of them at all, and when their brigade was together, they only had to fight hard, and on this grassland, with their own thirty or fifty people, they could fight a few ringing horses.

Xu Minghui said softly: "Yun Daxia, you will keep me safe, right?" ”

Yunzhong nodded lightly and did not speak.

The three ringing horses hung a few dozen meters behind, believing that there were no long-range shooters in the caravan who could pose a threat to them at this distance.

In fact, ordinary mercenaries and guards do rarely work on long-range weapons, they prefer hand-to-hand combat, but Yunzhong is an exception, as early as when he was seventeen years old, he worshiped the famous archer Sun Chengcheng in the Youzhou official army, and the archery is one of the best in the entire Youzhou mercenary circle, even if he doesn't use the mysterious archery skills he recently learned from silk painting, he killed these ringing horses is a matter of minutes, the reason why he didn't do it is to wait for the arrival of the Xiangma army.

After chewing more than a dozen small pills like beans in two days, his cultivation has quickly recovered from the Yellow Rank Ten Heavens to the Yellow Rank Fourteen Heavens, and he is thinking that he can handle it easily even if he encounters four or five mid-Xuan Rank masters, and he is impatient to find someone to practice.

If the rest of the caravan knew what he was thinking, they would immediately jump up and curse the street.

"There was the sound of horses' hooves, about thirty horses. Yun Zhong said softly, his ears were naturally much stronger than these guards.

However, although the guards did not hear the sound of horses' hooves, they also drew their weapons and prepared for battle.

"Young man, if you see if the situation is wrong, give my sister a knife in the heart. A female guard named Ma Yan said to Yunzhong, it is good to be able to fight, but if you can't beat it, death is the best choice.

Yun Zhong smiled lightly, took out his bow and arrows, not the hard bow he usually used, but a Murwei horn bow that he had obtained from those Oirals a few days ago, and began to gallt in the direction of the three ringing horse scouts.

Everyone was stunned by his actions, and Xu Minghui shouted, "Yun Daxia, what are you doing!" and almost cried.

The three horses were also a little confused, but they knew that these caravan guards were good at hand-to-hand combat, and they would not watch the clouds rush to their side, so the three of them took out their bows and arrows at the same time, and while turning their horses' heads to escape, they opened their bows and aimed at the strange opponent. Before they could shoot their arrows, they took three arrows from the clouds and put them on the horned bows, and fired them at an astonishing speed, and the three arrows shot at the same time, and the three horses let out a terrible howl at the same time, and fell off their horses one after another.

The three fast horses lost their owners, and fled in three different directions in fright, and without slowing down in the clouds, they easily caught up with the nearest horse, got on their horses, and whispered in the horse's ear, and the startled horses calmed down. The clouds lightly lifted the reins and went straight to the place where the horse's hooves came.

Dozens of horses were coming with the peculiar whistling sound of the Murowei people, and they received information from the scouts that they had met a herd of fat sheep, not only with valuable goods, but also two women who were not very old, and in Murowe, two female slaves who could have children could be sold for a lot of money, so the leader took most of the warriors who could get on the horses, followed the marks left by the scouts, and chased after them, bringing smoke and dust all the way.

It's just that I haven't seen the caravan yet, but I saw a man and a rider coming towards his group.

The hedge between the fast horses and the fast horses was like lightning and flint, and before the horses could react, they had already collided together.

In the clouds, he waved a spear, rushing to kill vertically and horizontally, using the Liuhe marksmanship of the lower grade of the yellow order, which was originally the marksmanship used by the general regular army to train recruits, so that almost all the guns could be used, but at this moment in the hands of the clouds, it played a different effect. Yunzhong did not make any changes to marksmanship, six in one interception, two in, three block, four entanglement, five take, six straight, the only difference is his speed and accuracy, every time the two horses intersect, he can always stab the opponent's chest before the opponent swings the scimitar, and the spear can always be just right not to be stuck by the opponent's armor or bones, easily pull out, and then stab the next ringing horse. The consummate eight veins have no flaws in front of these grassland warriors whose highest cultivation is only the peak of the Yellow Rank.

The people in the caravan looked at each other as they listened to the shouts and screams that sounded not far away. The one-eyed man, Ma Yan and more than a dozen other people rode their horses, intending to rush in that direction to help the besieged Yunzhong, but after just over two minutes, the shouts and screams stopped, leaving only the chaotic neighing of war horses.

The guards stopped their horses' heads again, looked with trepidation in the direction where the battle had taken place, and did not dare to advance or turn away for their lives, and after five or six minutes the one-eyed man was bold enough to continue his march with machetes, followed by the other guards.

Then, they and the rest of the caravan that arrived after them saw a sight that they would never forget: a lone figure walking among dozens of corpses, holding a blood-dripping spear, examining them one by one, looking for money bags and valuable ornaments.

Thirty-five ringing horses didn't even have time to move the idea of escaping and all the corpses were on the spot, even Yunzhong himself was surprised by this killing efficiency, but surprise is surprise, as a mercenary, it is his instinct to collect loot, although these ringing horses are also quite poor, but they can be regarded as more than two hundred gold coins, which can be used as a small supplement.

Of course, Yun Zhong, the biggest fortune, did not give up, he walked in front of Cao Hua: "These more than 50 horses are going to trouble Boss Cao to sell them for me, and I will give Boss Cao 20% of the proceeds from the sale of horses as a commission." ”

Yunzhong returned to Xu Minghui's goods, and was about to continue pushing the cart, when Ma Yan ran over and snatched the truck: "Sister for the rest of the journey, I'll push the cart, and in the rest of my life, my sister will be a cow and a horse for you!"