The war horse roared in a low voice, and the hooves and feet kicked violently, rushing out like an arrow off the string, Wu Li brandished a big knife, with dozens of horse thieves, and the black pressure was like a tide, relying on a warm blood and terrain to crush the Xianbei people.

It seems that because of the magnificence, or perhaps because of the disparity in strength, coupled with the fact that the Xianbei people are below, and the reason for the surprise attack, the horse thieves in Qianlizhai are like wolves and tigers, rushing into the scattered Xianbei people and slaughtering them.

The Xianbei people fled everywhere, like ants on a hot pot, so anxious that they didn't make any resistance at all, and fled further down with their heads in a suffocating spirit, and were chased by horse thieves in Qianlizhai like a frightened bird.

On the hillside, Gu Qingci watched all this quietly, he suddenly had a little affection for these horse thieves, although he did the things of bandits, but at least he was a man, a kind with a handle.

In addition, Gu Qingci also firmly believes in one sentence, if you are not of my race, your heart will be different, there is no right or wrong, only a position, he is a Han person, and naturally he will only consider it from the perspective of the Han people now, he doesn't think that in such a world, he can still shout a sentence of peaceful coexistence and equality of all beings.

It's just that Gu Qingci always feels a little strange, looking at it like this, Xianbei people and Qianlizhai must be opponents with a life-and-death enmity, and if they can be used as opponents, they are naturally comparable in strength, but now the combat power shown by these Xianbei people is too weak.

It was so weak that Gu Qingci felt a little fake, as if he was ready, he didn't resist at all, he just ran for his life, as if he was deliberately guiding this Qianli village horse thief.

Gu Qingci carefully observed for a while, and found that although those Xianbei people seemed to be fleeing in all directions, as if they had been beaten to the ground, and they were panicked, but, in fact, if they looked carefully, they would find that although the escape routes of these Xianbei people were chaotic, they were just looking chaotic, but they were all in one direction - under the snow!

............

There was a dull thud.

A horse thief who rushed to the front, suddenly for some reason, fell heavily on the snow, splashed a lot of snow, the war horse howled twice, stood up for a while, fell down again, and could no longer move, the horse's legs, it seemed to be broken.

Immediately after that, a heavy muffled sound sounded one after another, and more than a dozen people in front of the horse thief who were frantically chasing and killing the Xianbei people all fell to the ground one after another like the first horse thief, and there was chaos under this snow.

Wu Li, who was fighting with a few Xianbei people, noticed that something was wrong, waved his big knife, found a vacant seat and retreated, but as soon as he retreated, he didn't know when more than a dozen Xianbei cavalry poured out from behind him, surrounding him.

The horse thief who had just been imposing was suddenly reversed to the weak side, and the Xianbei people who had been killed a lot actually surpassed the horse thief in terms of numbers, Gu Qingci was above, riding on the horse, and slowly pulled out the jade bone sword.

He could see very clearly that in the desolate wilderness, the bottom of the snow was not the low-lying he thought, it should be a river, I don't know why it had dried up, only the remains of the riverbed remained, with the erosion and accumulation of wind and sand, it gradually became the current appearance, in this heavy snowfall, covered by the wind and snow, it looked like a solid snow.

The Qianli Zhai horse thieves didn't know the situation here, they rushed down directly, defenseless, after all, this is not a trap, it is also a natural trap, and it was used by the Xianbei people, these Xianbei people deliberately did not resist, and led the Qianli Zhai horse thieves to come here.

So the low-lying land under the gentle slope of the snow was turned into a trap specially laid for horse thieves.

............

Quickly swept away, almost ran out of the afterimage of the horse's hooves, stepped heavily in the mud, the strong horse's hooves fell into the mud and sand, the horse thieves chasing behind saw the situation in front of them and wanted to stop, but the inertial force that took advantage of the situation was too strong to stop at all, and one by one the horses fell heavily.

However, fortunately, the Qianlizhai horse thieves are also well-trained cavalry, although they were caught off guard, but they all abandoned their horses at the first moment and charged on foot, fighting with the Xianbei people in close combat.

However, the Xianbei people who had been ambushed for a long time actually rushed out hundreds of people on the other side, and in terms of numbers, they were directly more than three times that of the horse thieves, and they were surrounded by so many enemies, and the horse thieves in Qianli Village became very miserable, and in less than a while, half of them fell.

Wu Li finally broke out of the siege, and seeing that his brother was killed and injured so much, his eyes suddenly cracked, and he shouted: "Withdraw all for me!"

He gave the order to retreat, but he himself rushed to the front, because, he knew, it was his own command error, and it was also his own self-righteousness that led to the current situation, the cold wind beat on his face, making his cheeks hot, and the blood was already frozen on his face, and he listened to the screams, slashing at the enemy one by one.

He didn't know what else he could do to make up for his mistakes now, only to desperately cover the retreat of the other brothers, and he could escape one more, and if he died in battle, he might not be so heartbroken, at this moment, he was born and died!

In fact, Wu Li is also accustomed to seeing life and death since he was a child, but he has never personally participated, his father is a big boss in Qianli Village, a dignified martial artist, thousands of brothers, even if he was born in a thief's den, he is also a greenhouse flower.

A spear picked off Wu Li's big knife, and then came straight to his brow, a little cold, it was a black and white impermanence soul hook, Wu Li had no chance to resist at all.

He has a knife and he is a second-rate martial artist.

The other party has a gun, and he is still a first-class martial artist.

At the moment when the gun was about to enter the center of his eyebrows, a lot of things came to Wu Li's mind, and he remembered that when he went down the mountain today, he was full of spirits, and with dozens of brothers who were about the same age as him, he proudly threatened to kill Xianbei people and breathe a sigh of relief for his father.

But now, he knows where the gap in strength is, he is too young after all, he has killed so many brothers.

......

"Xiao Li!"

In the wind and snow, there are two people galloping on horseback, coming to the bottom of the snow, they are the five masters and the six masters of Qianli Village, and the two are specially going down the mountain to protect Wu Li.

It's just that Wu Li came too quickly, this battle was fought too suddenly, and the end was too weird, even if they had been dealing with the Xianbei tribe all year round, they didn't expect the Xianbei people to ambush Wu Li here, so the two were careless!

They rushed straight down above the snow to save Wu Li.

However, even if they were first-class martial artists, it was too late, Wu Li met a first-class martial artist, and the fight between the two ended too quickly, and it was too late to save!

The fifth master and the sixth master couldn't regret it, and they were already thinking about apologizing with death in their hearts, and the two first-class martial artists protected it, and they actually let Wu Li have an accident, they really didn't know how to explain!

"Cheng"

A white shadow appeared in the wind and snow, like a light falling from the sky, like dew dripping from the page, and then deformed, drawing an arc in the air, only a sword of light, falling down, directly breaking the spear.