Chapter 340: Danger (Three Watches)

He was now slaying the enemy at a very fast speed, and it didn't take long for him to approach Shentu Zangfeng, and his bravery really frightened him, so that he didn't dare to come forward to meet him.

After eliminating the other, Hou Bufan could no longer feel the weight of the weapon in his hand, and there was only one belief in his mind, which was to kill the other commander.

Just as he was about to get closer, a soldier who fell to the ground and was seriously wounded pierced him in the stomach with a shot, causing him to hesitate for a second or two to attack.

At the same time, Shen Tu Zangfeng's spear also pierced his right shoulder, and the only one in his limbs that was not injured was his left leg.

When everyone thought that he couldn't hurt anyone, the instep of his left foot happened to be on a long sword, and when Shen Tu Zangfeng wanted to draw the spear, he quickly kicked out the long sword.

The longsword, which was accurately calculated, directly hit Shentu Zangfeng's neck, and made him fly upside down a few meters away in an instant, and before the person could land, he died of anger.

Hou Bufan was now seriously injured, looking at the enemy soldiers who rushed up, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he fell straight back.

The enemy army was really deceived by him, and everyone did not immediately kill all around, so that Hou Bufan could find the possibility of life.

After careful inspection, I found that in front of me, there was a tall soldier, and the horse under him looked like a thousand miles of good horses.

After gathering all his strength, he rushed out in an instant at the time when the enemy least expected it.

Before they could react, Hou Bufan killed the tall man with one sword, and rode his horse to quickly rush back.

"Don't let him run!"

"Brothers, avenge the general, kill!"

I thought that if I killed their general, this group of people would fall apart, but I didn't want them not only not to retreat, but also to put on a desperate look for you.

It turns out that this Shentu Zangfeng family has a tradition, as long as they go to the battlefield, no matter who dies, they must follow the plan formulated before, even if the battle is to the last person, it must be completed.

Hou Bufan basically has no internal strength now, but in order to survive, he keeps slashing at the enemy troops who rush up with his physical strength.

Finally tore a hole, and just as he was about to rush out, the enemy's cavalry suddenly charged.

"You can't get too far away from each other, so you become a live target!"

Knowing this, he deliberately slowed down his escape, so that the infantry could catch up with him.

"Why don't the archers let go of their arrows?"

"General, General! There are our own people in front!"

"General Shentu was killed by him, if I can't kill this person, I will die if I go back!

After the arrows in the sky appeared, fortunately, Hou Bufan found it in time, and immediately accelerated the speed of running, so that he was not hit.

Some of the infantrymen were shot, which also gave him more chances to escape, but the piercing wound in his stomach, which kept bleeding red, made him suddenly feel very cold.

Knowing that this was caused by excessive blood loss, he immediately took out the whole bottle of medicine in his arms and poured it down.

When he wanted to take out a bottle to stop the bleeding, the opponent's cavalry was already close, and there was no way to get down, so he could only use the chaotic battle knife technique to cut off the three people before he could escape.

After running forward quickly for more than a dozen steps, he finally took out the hemostatic medicine, and fell on his stomach and shoulders regardless of the three, seven, twenty-one.

After his body stopped bleeding, his spirit was a little better, and when he found that the horse still had a bow behind him, he immediately pulled the bowstring and shot an arrow.

He shot all the horses, and the cavalry kept falling to the ground, and before they could get to their feet, the cavalry that came after him would immediately turn them into pulp.

The enemy never gave up the pursuit, and sent not only heavy cavalry, but also a kind of fast light cavalry, and when they kept pursuing, they also shot bows and arrows in the sky.

Hou Bufan couldn't help it at this time, and while fighting back, he avoided these attacks, but on his back, he was still shot with two arrows.

I didn't dare to increase the speed as fast as possible after hesitating, but the light cavalry of the other side quickly surrounded me, and if they formed an encirclement, they really had no hope of life.

The head spun quickly, and finally when they were about to finish the encirclement, they took out a few boxes from their arms and quickly threw them behind them.

When the enemy saw that it was just a box, he didn't pay much attention to it, and he missed a little bit at random, and quickly chased after him.

At this time, when Hou Bufan quickly jumped into the air, he kept dancing his double knives.

It was only after the sound of 'whoosh, whoosh!, ahh!' that everyone realized the horror of this thing, it was a steel needle like a cow's hair.

It was too late to understand now, the men and horses behind had just been shot and killed, and it was difficult for the heavy cavalry charging with all their strength to reduce their speed and trample on the dead.

When they finally stopped, Hou Bufan had already escaped hundreds of meters away, and several angry generals immediately personally led people and quickly moved forward to kill.

In order to reduce the speed of his escape, these people did everything they could, even the longbowmen in the back were transferred to the front battlefield a lot, and they kept shooting bows and arrows.

With the image of the bow and arrow, his speed of escape was reduced a lot, and the nearest heavy cavalry and light cavalry were already less than fifty meters away.

Estimating the distance of the battlefield in front, I am afraid that it will take ten minutes to arrive, and there is no way to get down, so he can only slap the horse's butt and let it run with all its might.

At this time, on the battlefield, the enemy and us have completely mixed up, judging by the corpses on the ground, the enemy has several times more dead and wounded than himself.

Yang Guo had already discovered Hou Bufan, but the soldiers around him who were not afraid of death kept pestering him, so that he had no chance to rush over to help.

"Void Clan, go and save Brother Fan immediately, I will open the way for you!"

replied simply, he and Yang Guo were like a sharp knife, quickly tearing apart the enemy army and sending away the Void Clan.

Hou Bufan's wounds, which were not bleeding because of his vigorous running and archery, were now bleeding non-stop, and the dizziness coming from his head made him feel drowsy.

When he was about to arrive in three minutes, the sky was full of bows and arrows and he had nowhere to escape, so he had no choice but to abandon his horse and dodge the attack.

He was already seriously injured, and now he had no horses, and with his injured foot, how fast he could escape, he was surrounded by the other party in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that I can't leave today, but it's okay! I will be buried with you before I die!"

As soon as he rushed over, he slashed two cavalrymen with a single sword, and with a backhand knife, he killed another soldier in the back.

Although his movements were coherent, after all, the injuries were not light, and there were many flaws, and the soldiers who rushed up were slashed again.

He saw things a little vaguely now, but with his tenacious will, he swung a knife and cut off the person who stabbed him.

Now he was unsteady on his feet, using an ordinary knife as a support for his body, and with the other hand, he quickly wielded the Starfall Burning Sky Knife.

"Brother Fan, the Void Clan is here!"

Before the words fell, the palm shadows in the sky followed, and there were some unclear white things, which quickly entered the bodies of a group of people.