The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and Yan San was also a person with quick wisdom, so he immediately laughed and waved his knife to make a command to the left and right.

"You rats, do you really think that the third master's knife is unfavorable? The Shuofang Army, the Fengxiang Army, and the Jingyuan Army have arrived, and they are not yet dead?"

Before he finished speaking, Yan San screamed and rushed over.

Now this situation is in line with the story in Mr. Hedong's "The Donkey of Qian", these fanatical Manichaeans can't figure out Yan San's ability, so they don't dare to step forward, and no matter what the sound of horses' hooves is, it is only right to rush out a way for themselves first, otherwise when these Manichaeans turn around, they will be beaten to death by others.

Yan Sanye was covered in blood as if Shura had come to the world, and the Manichaeans who surrounded him were startled at first, but they didn't expect Yan San to come this time, and rushed over in a few steps to meet the first person is the "Mountain Monarch" in the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, and cut a hole in the left shoulder of that person.

Most of the people are from the crowd, the Manichaean was cut out of Yan San's left shoulder, and the blood was first-class, looking at the fierce man who was covered in blood in front of him, he turned his head and ran, he ran, and the Manichaeans around him also saw the ghost and only hated his father and mother for missing two feet, and strode away.

"Holy. ”

While walking, the other Manichaeans who were still in the dwellings went out to take a look, and saw their own parishioners running in great strides, and they also ran together, what light came into the world, what dark demon lord was all false, only the road under his feet was real.

Yan Sanshi rode a tiger and chased after him there, and the Manichaeans who ran away in front didn't even dare to turn back, and in the end, nearly a hundred Manichaeans were expelled by Yan Sanye and ran around like rabbits on the street.

My brother, the third master is afraid that he will have to explain here. Along the way, Yan San shouted and chased behind, his voice was already half-dumb, and his physical strength was gradually exhausted. But he didn't dare to stop, in case he stopped, those Manichaeans reacted, I am afraid it would be even worse.

Just when Yan San felt that he was about to lose his support, the sound of the horse's hooves finally approached.

I don't know if it's friend or foe, Yan San staggered a few steps, and when the sound of horses' hooves came a few steps closer, he suddenly turned around, but saw two horsemen rushing behind him, although he couldn't see the appearance, but looking at the armor, it was not the costume of the forbidden army, but it looked like the soldiers and horses of the Shuofang Army and the Fengxiang Army outside the feudal town.

"Good man, Shuo Fang Jie Du has made Mo famous under the high public account. One of the two riders grabbed the reins beside Yan San, untied a water bladder from the horse and handed it to Yan San, who was standing there snorting and panting.

"Jingzhao Mansion Renyong Captain Yan San. Yan San reluctantly clenched his fists and returned the salute.

Did Shuo Fangjun really tell himself that the imperial court had prepared in advance and transferred Shuo Fang and Feng Xiang's men and horses back to Baiyujing to exterminate Manichaeism?

Yan San pulled the cork on the water bladder, and when he sniffed it, he smelled a fragrance with the smell of medicine, thinking that this skin bag was the secret medicinal juice in the army to restore strength and stimulate the spirit.

He was already a little thirsty, and immediately poured a few mouthfuls of medicinal juice, only to feel a cool breath stretching from his throat to his stomach, not to mention quenching his thirst, and he was suddenly much more energetic.

"Captain Mo is here, dare to ask where is the senior soldier Gao Gong now?"

Although Yan San's Renyong Captain and Mo Xuanjie's Xuanjie Captain are both school captains, one is on the ninth grade and the other is on the eighth grade, which is really inferior in grade, not to mention that he has received the benefits of others, so he naturally has to respect others more.

Yan San asked respectfully, and the young officer Mo Yusheng frowned, "The hero really doesn't know?"

"Know what?"

Mo Feisheng shook his head, these things can't be explained in one or two sentences.

"Captain Yan will stay here for a while, and my brigade of foot soldiers will arrive later. Mo Feisheng really admired the man in front of him, just now he and another captain who led the team saw Yan San wearing an official uniform and covered in blood surrounded by Manichaeans on all sides, for fear that there was something wrong with this strong man, so he left the infantry behind and galloped to help.

I didn't expect Yan San to be so brave and chase a hundred with one to drive the Manichaeans everywhere. Another lieutenant who led the team to Beijing with him was also generally brave by nature, and immediately patted his horse to help, and Mo Feisheng fell half a beat in order to wait for the team.

"Captain Mo, that horseman is also in the Shuofang army?" Yan San breathed a sigh of relief, and was watching the cavalry general rush behind the Manichaeans with his horsepower. The Qinghai horses of the Shuofang cavalry were very athletic, and even though they were covered with thick felt, they were far faster than the two legs of the Manichaeans.

The Shuofang army cavalry general was dressed in black armor, wearing a dark iron helmet, the fiery red helmet was beating in the night, he carefully controlled the horses under him, and the experience gained from fighting the party members in the equestrian skills honed in Shuofang had made his martial arts as simple as a thousand tempers.

The knight raised his spear, the barrel of the spear shook slightly in his hand as the horse rose and fell, the horse galloped, he aimed at the target, the spear probed, and the back of the Manichaean running with his back to him was pierced with a bloody hole in the back of the spear.

The rider pressed down with the power of his horse and arm, and he pressed the Manichaean to the ground, and after a moment of delay on the ground, he lifted his hands and gently pulled the barrel of his gun from the corpse.

The spear was recovered, and the Xuanjia rider rode on the horse, shaking his arms, and the spear spit out the letter to the neck under the back of the head of another Manichaeism, and with the speed of the horse, the man's cervical vertebrae were hit by the Xuanjia cavalry, and the whole person collapsed to death.

With the help of horsepower, the spears fluttered from side to side, and by the time the horseman had rushed past all the Manichaeans, more than forty of them had been stabbed by the horseman, either dead or wounded.

The knight of the armor slowly beat his horse and turned around, on the long street, riding alone, the Manichaeans who were left behind him held a long stick and did not dare to go any further.

The knight's face was covered with a bronze ghost face, and he took a thirteen-knot iron wedge from the victory hook and sneered.

"Shuofang's army is edicted to level the thieves, and the generations will not abandon their weapons and kneel on the ground, and the soldiers will arrive immediately, don't make mistakes!"

These Manichaeans were already frightened by Yan San, and they were killed by this cavalry general for a while, they had long forgotten what light and darkness were, and only thought about stealing their lives, and when they heard the frightened cavalry general of the Shuofang army, they immediately threw aside the clubs and swords in their hands and knelt on the ground.

"A lot of dead waste. The rider had a hammer in one hand and a gun in the other, and the horse beneath him kept neighing.

His appearance like a killing god, coupled with the bronze ghost face on his face, frightened the Manichaeans into walking around at all, and at this time, Yan San also followed Mo Yusheng to lead the infantry of the Shuo Fang army over.

"Captain Su, it's a good kill. "This time, the soldiers and horses of the Shuofang army to Bai Yujing are Mo Feisheng and this cavalry general, Mo Feisheng is calm and resolute, but this cavalry is unparalleled in horseback steps, skilled in bows and horses, the two cooperated with each other and originally wanted to take this opportunity to get a good reputation for the Shuofang army in the court, but they didn't want to encounter this big chaos.