In the woods, there are many shadows.

Gu Manlu led his men and horses, walking in this forest of light and shadow, a little frightened.

He originally belonged to the Naiban tribe, but because the Naiban tribe was wiped out by Genghis Khan in Nahuyan, he was subordinated to Temujin, and witnessed his path to becoming Genghis Khan.

According to several meritorious services, he also became a member of the 100 households, became a member of the cowardly Xue army, and cultivated fields near Taiyuan Mansion, and hundreds of Han people in his family served him, just like a slave owner.

Now that he has received the order of the monk Batu, of course he was called into the army to exterminate this rebellious demon girl.

Today, however, Gumanlu feels that this battle is the opposite of what it used to be.

After there was no war horse under him, and his eyes were covered by the dense jungle, he felt that the kind of free and unrestrained that he used to gallop across was completely restrained by the dense jungle and rugged mountains and rocks in front of him, and he couldn't exert half of his strength at all.

At this moment, his brown pupils stared around, his gaze condensed like a wolf on guard, patrolling the surroundings, and he was also holding a scimitar in his hand, as if he was on guard.

But at this moment, the silent forest seemed to be provocative, and several strings echoed, and several soldiers not far away fell in response.

Gumanlu immediately shouted, "Sons, all prepare for me to kill these rats hiding in the gutter." "Holding a scimitar, he has already crawled down like the blue wolf, his body is hunched and his feet are on the ground, his hands are against the ground, and he holds the scimitar in his mouth, like a sharp arrow rushing out, and his body is like a blue wolf, and he quickly pounces in the distance throughout the forest.

Under his influence, dozens of people behind him also rushed out, rushing from all directions, towards the place where the arrows came from.

"Cloud Wolf Step!"

This is the footwork created by the Mongols in imitation of the wolves, and its sensitive movements are characterized by fast speed.

However, there was no movement in the deep forest, but several arrows were shot again, right in the face. This time, naturally, Gu Manlu was extremely frightened, and he quickly stopped his movements, spit out the scimitar and held it in his hand, and slashed it in the air a few times before he pushed away several sharp arrows.

Even so, after all, others still didn't have his ability, so he was naturally killed by several crossbow arrows pierced in his head!

This moment immediately made Gumanru hesitate for a moment, his body stopped slightly, and he looked at everything around him, but no matter how much they searched, they could not find any trace of the enemy. Stimulated by this, Gu Manlu couldn't help it anymore: "Rats in the gutter, get out of here quickly! You filthy cockroach, do you dare to come forward and confront me head-on?"

The sound was noisy, and the trees gargled and the leaves fell one after another.

However, the surroundings were still cold, and there was no movement.

"What's going on? Could it be that there really are mountain ghosts here?" Seeing that there was no movement around, Gu Manlu felt a trace of cowardice in his heart, but he shook his head violently at random, and said in a low voice: "You are a soldier of the Golden Family, how can the cowardly Xue army who has been blessed by the Immortal Heaven be defeated and fled like this?"

Thinking of this, Manguru immediately shouted: "Rank Erlang, follow me! Completely kill this group of incorruptible, shameful, mean, and unkind Han people." With that, he brandished the scimitar in his hand and rushed into the distance.

Under his influence, the soldiers rushed with him, and their mouths continued to howl like those of wolves.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

The word "kill" was like unraveling the curtain of the fight, and immediately countless arrows sprang out from all directions, the sharp arrows were extremely accurate, each of them hit the bodies of the charging Mongolian Tartars, and the arrows shaped like three-edged carved blood grooves continued to create hideous wounds on the bodies of everyone, and the wounds were dripping with blood, and with the action, a large stream of endless blood gushed out, taking away the vitality in their bodies, until they finally fell to the ground.

Manguru is not a peerless genius such as Zhang Shijie and Zhang Hongfan, and he can't avoid the rain of arrows in front of him at all, but his body is full of arrows, each of which is inserted into the flesh and blood, making his whole person become a bloody person.

Then, the group emerged from the bushes, scurried out of the thorns, or fell from the top of the trees, all holding short blades in their hands that were convenient for fighting here, and approached the soldiers, plunging the blades in their hands into the opponent's body, and plunging them to the ground.

Manguru looked horrified, caught a glimpse of a knife in front of him, raised his scimitar to hold it up, and shouted, "Is it you bastard?

Seeing that his attack was blocked by the other party, Zhao Chen was quite surprised, and immediately laughed and said, "It turns out that he is still a hundred households." If I talk about riding, I can't compare to you, but it's a pity that this is a jungle, but it's not your turn to go wild. The momentum was like a rainbow, as soon as he turned around, he immediately opened the opponent's long knife, raised his foot and kicked at the opponent's heart, and the huge force suddenly shook the opponent to the point of blood and qi, and retreated more than three feet.

Despite this, Manguru struggled to his feet and shouted, "You want to defeat me with your tricks?"

"Defeat you, no! I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Chen snorted coldly, his body got up like the wind, and jumped into the air three feet high, the long knife from top to bottom, not only cutting the tough leather armor entirely, but also leaving a huge scar on the opponent's chest, and the blood was really miserable.

Rao was like this, Manguru was still standing in place, he looked around with angry eyes, and when he saw the corpses lying on his side, his eyes were still in disbelief, so much so that he trembled when he spoke: "Impossible! Our cowardly Xue army has the protection of the immortal heaven, it is impossible to fail." Until now, he didn't believe that he had lost so completely, so cleanly, and even that it was so difficult to even kill the other party.

"There is no such thing as an undefeated army. It is time for you to take retribution for slaughtering the world. ”

Walking out slowly, Zhao Chen stared at the person in front of him, full of pity.

To be able to make the generals under his command so brave, the Mongolian Tatars' military management methods can be regarded as good, but the other party is the culprit who wielded his sword to the south and exterminated the Han clan in the north, and he is the enemy who destroyed the Xingyuan Mansion in the past, no matter what, he does not intend to spare this person.

So, the knife fell, and a corpse fell to the ground!

Zhao Chen kicked the falling head to the side and said coldly: "As for you, neither the first nor the last! Our war will not end here." The soldiers around him put away their waist knives, and the corpses of Mongolian Tatars were all on the ground, and the smell of fishy smells had already made the sound of tigers howling and wolves howling around.

They ceased to be in love with each other, and immediately disappeared from the dense forest and returned to the valley.

The war is far from over! )