Outside the village, in the fields, hundreds of cavalry surrounded Lin Feng, with infantry in front and archers in the rear, already in formation and ready to attack.

Yan Shan slowly walked out of the village and faced the army with an indifferent expression.

Lin Feng laughed and said, "Yan Shan, I have long expected that you will definitely come to die." ”

Yan Shan said lightly: "In the village, the cavalry can't charge, the infantry can't be used, and the archers are even more chicken, the reason why you killed Brother Zhao and his wife in front of me is to let me find you desperately." ”

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Not bad." ”

Yan Shan chuckled lightly and said slowly: "However, the person who came to send him to death was not me, but you." ”

Lin Feng sneered: "There are more than two thousand people here, even if you are covered in iron, how many nails can you twist?"

Yan Shan shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "If I am not mistaken, you are controlled by Marshal Han Shizhong, and the soldiers and horses under your command belong to the border garrison." ”

Lin Feng said casually: "So what?"

Yan Shan said in a deep voice: "Without the general's order, he mobilized troops and horses without permission, so that the border air defense was weak, this is a capital crime." ”

Lin Feng was secretly frightened, but his expression was still calm. He said loudly: "There are Jin State spies who have infiltrated the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, brutalized innocent people, and tried to do wrong, and the situation is urgent. As the so-called generals are not subject to the king's orders. I'll take you down first, a spy of the Jin Kingdom, and then go to Marshal Han to ask for guilt. ”

Yan Shan nodded slightly, and said casually: "It's also high-sounding." ”

Lin Feng snorted coldly and said slowly, "You still don't want to be arrested?"

Yan Shan turned a deaf ear, turned around and walked into the village again.

Seeing this, Lin Feng frowned, not knowing why. All the soldiers were at a loss.

On the hillside, the white book tree sat on the ground, looking leisurely, and muttered to himself, "What the hell is this kid doing?"

Next to them, the sister and brother sat quietly, with red eyes and silent tears. They didn't see their parents die tragically, but they saw dead bodies everywhere.

Soon after, the sound of horses' hooves came from the village.

Lin Feng raised his eyes and saw nine war horses galloping towards the Song army's position. His face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Release the arrow!"

The words fell, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air sounded.

A rain of arrows swept towards the nine horses.

With a few neighings, three horses fell to the ground with arrows, and the remaining six horses continued to gallop forward.

Immediately afterwards, seven more war horses rushed out of the village and headed straight for the Song army's position.

Seeing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but secretly complain. There are one hundred and fifty steps from the entrance of the village to the Song army's position, which can exert the power of the feather arrow to the extreme, and even if it cannot kill Yan Shan, it can also make it injured or seriously consume physical strength. At this time, one hundred and fifty steps, at the feet of the war horse, came in an instant. In addition, the opponent is well versed in the art of war, and the war horses charge in batches, which increases the difficulty of shooting.

Just now, twenty-one people in Green Willow Villa were killed in battle, and there were twenty-one more war horses. Qi Yuanshan rode a war horse and left, leaving behind twenty war horses. In this way, there should be a third wave of charges. And Yanshan has only one person, so he can only mix in the third wave of charge.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Feng said loudly: "The cavalry stepped forward to block the attack, and the archers drew their bows and stood by!"

As soon as the words fell, four more war horses rushed out of the village and came straight to the Song army's position.

Lin Feng said in a deep voice: "Release the arrow!"

At the sound of an order, the bowstring flicked, and a rain of arrows enveloped the four horses.

This time there were preparations, and the four war horses fell to the ground in response, but they did not find Yanshan.

Lin Feng was overjoyed at first, and then his face changed suddenly.

At this time, the cavalry of the Southern Song Dynasty had stopped the first wave of war horses, and the second wave of war horses was also approaching.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on horseback, it was Yan Shan. He followed the second wave of war horses to kill the cavalry of the Southern Song Dynasty.

There is indeed only one person in Yanshan, but there is more than one person in the village.

The cavalry of the Southern Song Dynasty did not hesitate and swung their guns to meet them.

As far as soldiers are concerned, it is difficult for short weapons to give full play to their advantages when fighting on horseback.

But Yanshan is not an ordinary soldier. He held the rusty long sword, and the body of the long sword was surrounded by a rich blood-colored sword aura. His wrist spun rapidly, his sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and blood splattered everywhere he passed.

At this moment, dozens of crossbow arrows were already aimed at Yanshan. Pulling the trigger, dozens of arrows silently attacked Yanshan.

As a general, when you are on the battlefield, you should see the six roads and listen to the eight directions. Yan Shan grew up in the Yue family's army since he was a child, so he naturally knows the truth.

When the arrow was close, he tapped the horse's pedal with his toes, leaving an afterimage on the horse's back.

Dozens of arrows pierced through the afterimage, missing or injuring comrades.

The next moment, Yan Shan had appeared on the back of another horse.

Lin Feng looked indifferent, and secretly said: Even if I can't kill you, I will exhaust you to death.

On the hillside, Bai Shushu frowned slightly and said, "If this kid can't hold on, should I make a move?"

Zhao Yan sobbed and said, "Uncle, that uncle is a good person, I beg you, can you help him?"

Bai Shushu groaned slightly, and said softly: "But I promised that uncle to stay and take care of you." ”

Zhao Yanjiao said: "Uncle, you can help that uncle, don't worry about us." ”

Bai Shushu said casually: "What if a bad guy comes?"

Zhao Yan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and said, "I will protect my younger brother." ”

"I'm a man, and I should be protecting my sister. Zhao Rin looked serious.

Bai Shushu smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Uncle, have you promised to help that uncle?" Zhao Yan hurriedly asked.

Bai Shushu smiled slightly, and said softly: "If that uncle can't hold on, I'll help him." ”

In the battle circle, Yanshan single-handedly attacked hundreds of cavalry, and nearly 100 were killed without being injured. But he knew in his heart that if he continued to consume like this, he would inevitably be more auspicious. Outnumbered, when surprising victory. Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king. He thought about it, and with the remnant body method, he forcibly rushed in front of the opponent's main general and killed him. But it is clear that the opposing master will not be easy. Once he misses, he will fall into chaos, and if he wants to get out of trouble, he will inevitably pay a heavy price. In desperation, he had no choice but to try to use thunderous means to deter the Song soldiers.

As soon as he thought of this, his expression became cold, his eyes were empty, his body constantly exuded a strong murderous aura, and a terrifying killing intent was born in his heart.

This kind of terrifying killing intent spreads everywhere and goes straight into the depths of everyone's heart.

The body of the rusty long sword was surrounded by a rich blood-colored sword aura, which was eerie and terrifying.

He swung his sword out, and his body instantly turned into an afterimage, shuttling back and forth on the horse's back along a strange trajectory, only the blood-colored sword aura was permeated.

The next moment, the blood-colored sword qi flew sideways, and the blood rain fell all over the sky, terrifying and weird.

Seeing this situation, the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty were all shocked and dumbfounded.

In just one cup of tea, hundreds of cavalry all died tragically. The horses scattered in all directions, leaving stumps and broken bones everywhere, which made it unbearable to look at directly.

Drops of blood rolled down, glittering eerily in the sunlight.

Yan Shan held the rusty long sword, standing proudly with an indifferent expression. Read the latest chapter of "Sword Killing Claw Book House" for free for the first time.