The person who shot the arrow was Fan Jun, in the pouring rain, he only saw a flash of the knife, and his instinctive reaction made him shoot an arrow with a bow and save the soldier's life. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Rui's personal soldier stood in the rain in a daze, unaware that he had just brushed shoulders with death.

Fan Jun turned over and dismounted, and slowly walked towards the soldier in the heavy rain. When the soldier saw Fan Jun, he hurriedly knelt on the ground: "General Wei, the sixth prince Xiao Hong escaped from the battle, General Wei ordered me to come with his sword to stop it, if the general didn't come in time, I was afraid that I would have lost the general's trust." ”

Fan Jun took the sword that was as sharp as clay from his hand, and gently pulled out the blade, the rain dripped on the blade, and the cold light on the sword made him feel a chill in his heart, this is a good sword that has never been born in the world! At this time, countless thoughts flashed in his heart, this six princes Xiao Hong stripped naked in battle, and executed him in battle, but it was a good thing to be happy, that Xiao Hong should have died a long time ago, at this time, Fan Jun suddenly remembered that the inhuman torture he suffered after joining the army was all given by the prince in front of him who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

After he put his sword into the sheath, he walked quickly to Xiao Hong's carriage, and Lu Seng Zhen, who fell to the ground and snorted, did not forget to warn his master at this time: "Wang, Wangye, Wang Ye run away, this person is going to be unfavorable to you----"

The soldiers who were driving the carriage heard Lu Sengzhen's warning, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Fan Jun, who had just raised the long knife in his hand when Fan Jun pulled him off the carriage and threw him into the muddy water.

Fan Jun lifted the curtain on the car, reached in, pulled Xiao Hong off the car, and threw it on the ground, Xiao Hong didn't have time to make a sound, his mouth was poured into the rain, he spit out dirty water, and was about to scold, but he heard a sword roar that made him frightened, that Fan Jun had already pulled the sword out of the scabbard, and the sword was cut off on his head.

"Ah......h

Fan Jun put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and said loudly: "I, Wei Ling, follow General Wei's order and ask the prince to return to the camp. ”

At this time, Xiao Hong was already frightened and had no power to resist at all, so he was helped back into the car by the soldiers brought by Wei Ling, turned the head of the car and headed towards Wei Rui's camp.

"General Wei, General Wei, hurry up to Matou, General Wei is afraid that he is already in danger at this time. The soldier spoke anxiously.

"What? General Wei has already rushed to Matou?" Fan Jun was in a hurry when he heard this, Cao Jingzong ordered him to rush to Wei Rui's camp, just to prevent Wei Rui from leading his troops out of the camp.

"You hurry to General Cao and order him to send someone to the rescue. Fan Jun ordered loudly.

"Yes, General Wei!" the herald took the order from Fan Jun, turned around and mounted his horse, and galloped eastward.

Fan Jun looked at the north in the pouring rain, his heart was anxious, he escorted the sixth prince back to the barracks, handed over to General Li Zhong, he didn't have time to say anything to Li Zhong, waved the halberd in his hand, and led his subordinates to hurry to the north.

At this time, his heart was anxious and abnormal, if the horse's head was really lost at this time, there was nothing, then the Great Liang lost more than this city on the northern border, he was most worried about Wei Rui's safety at this time, at this time Wei Rui had no general who could fight, Wei Rui alone, how to fight against those fierce leaders of the Northern Wei Dynasty? He was worried that his father-in-law would make a mistake, and he rushed in this heavy rain, and what he was most afraid of was that he did not arrive in time.

At this time, General Hu Luo had also received Wei Rui's order, and hurriedly led his men and horses to the horse's head. They all knew too well how important the position of this horse head was, if it weren't for the six princes Xiao Hong suddenly fleeing from the military camp and delaying for so long, the horse head would definitely be able to repel the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty after increasing his troops in time.

At this time, when Wei Rui rushed to the vicinity of Matou City, the Matou had already been lost, and the officers and soldiers defending the city were killed by the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty and trampled, and the scene was miserable. Wei Rui clenched the longbow in his hand and ordered in a deep voice: "Do your best to stop the enemy from moving south." ”

"Yes, General!"

Wei Rui knew that he was stationed in the southwest, Cao Jingzong was stationed in the southeast, and the middle was north of Zhongli City, which was close to Huaishui in the north, and now on the northern border of Nanliang, only Zhongli City, which was in the north of Huaishui, stood there alone.

Today, this Matou City has been lost again, and the big tent of the Chinese army is now directly facing the iron cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and there is no barrier to attach to in front of him, just like a soldier who has been removed from his armor and has no protection. Wei Rui's heart was extremely painful, he didn't expect that this battle would become the most difficult battle in his life, he didn't believe in ghosts or gods in his life, but at this time he prayed in his heart, hoping that God could give him a chance to live, so that he could lead the soldiers to drive this group of red-eyed Northern Wei cavalry out of his own land. The bow and arrows in Wei Rui's hand kept putting arrows, he didn't know that he could stop a few cavalrymen of the Northern Wei Dynasty at this time, he just shot the soldiers in front of him mechanically, but his heart gradually became cold----

After Yuan Xiang captured the horse's head, she was full of arrogance in her heart, she saw the south in the heavy rain from afar, and the army of Daliang was rushing here, she knew that she must not let this army of Daliang rush away from the encirclement of her eldest brother, she must rush ahead of them and rush to Zhongli City.

Yuan Ying led his army and rode wildly, he knew that if he didn't meet his sister in time at this time, he was afraid that Na Wei Rui would force her to retreat to the north, so that the cavalry she led would not be able to join forces with him, and his plan to encircle Zhongli would fail.

Wei Rui divided the 30,000 soldiers he brought into three directions, he saw the Northern Wei cavalry rolling over like a gray cloud in the northeast and northwest directions, and a sense of desolation rose in his heart, maybe today is the last day of his life, and now the momentum of the Northern Wei cavalry, his own 30,000 people, can not be stopped.

The Northern Wei army from the northwest came to Wei Rui's army first, and it was Yuan Xiang who ran in the front, she and her own soldiers had seen the name on the banner in front of her, and she was overjoyed after seeing it, and the book on it was a big Wei word, she knew that if Wei Rui, the general of Pingbei of the Great Liang was killed today, the soldiers of the Southern Liang would be defeated without a fight, and even the dignified "Wei Hu" was defeated under his own hands, who else could resist the advancing iron cavalry of the Wei army? She was defeated by Wei Rui's men a few times before, and she was not convinced, but now she is competitive, which arouses her fighting spirit, at this time there are no thousands of troops on the battlefield in her eyes, she only has Wei Rui in her eyes, she just wants to rush to him and kill him under her horse.

The general beside Wei Rui looked at Wei Rui a little anxiously, only to see that his armor had been soaked by the rain, and the battle robes on his body were all soaked, only the look on his face was still very calm, at this time, Wei Rui looked calm and took out the feather arrow from the quiver behind his back, put the feather arrow on the bow, and aimed at the cavalry in front. He kept his composure, his hand pulling the bow did not move at all, he waited quietly, watching the mane in front of the forehead of the horse that was rushing to the front of Yuan Xiang getting closer and closer, swaying from side to side in the rain, becoming more and more clear.

"General!!" the general beside him cried out with some concern.

"Closer, let him run closer!" Wei Rui could almost clearly see Yuan Xiang's delicate facial features, which looked even whiter in the heavy rain.

"Shoot the arrow!" He ordered loudly when he saw that the scimitar in Yuan Xiang's hand had been raised, and the head of the knife seemed to be about to slash at his head.

The archers behind him fired thousands of arrows, Yuan Xiang and the soldiers around him were not the slightest defense, and the horses that stepped down were hit by arrows one after another, and they fell to the ground with a mournful neigh. And that Yuan Xiang lifted the reins of the horse, swinging the horse's head from side to side, dodging Wei Rui's head-on feather arrows, and the horse went straight to Wei Rui, Wei Rui calmly shot the soldiers around Yuan Xiang to the ground, and when Yuan Xiang ran to Wei Rui's chariot, Wei Rui wanted to reach out to the quiver behind him to get the arrow, and when he reached out to probe inside, he found that the feather arrow had been used up, and it was impossible to replace the quiver at this time, he saw that the scimitar in Yuan Xiang's hand was cut head-on, and he felt cold in his heart, thinking that he had experienced countless battles, and he was afraid that he was really going to die on the battlefield at this time。 The soldiers beside him hurriedly stepped forward to save him, but there was no time to save him, just when Yuan Xiang's scimitar was about to cut Wei Rui, Yuan Xiang suddenly heard the sound of a bowstring, and she raised her head sharply. Seeing the back of Wei Rui's chariot, a feathered arrow suddenly fired, and the arrow whistled through the heavy rain, and her mount was shot in the head by the arrow----

The fine steed neighed, fell to the side, and threw Yuan Xiang off his horse.

At this time, the heavy rain had suddenly stopped, and it was muddy all over the ground, and the mud was mixed with the blood of dead soldiers, and when Yuan Xiang turned over from the ground and stood up, he had become a mud man. She screamed in grief, how could she not be angry when this beloved horse had followed her for many years, but now it was so easily killed?

She got up and threw herself into Wei Rui's chariot, ignoring the halberd of a young general who stepped forward beside her. Now she just wants to kill Wei Rui, even if she fights for her own life, she has to invite this in front of her eldest brother.