The next day was still a silent ride. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAt the moment, in addition to all kinds of doubts about the illusion, I am also full of curiosity about the identity of the cross-dressing man who took me in. These dozens of horses made him look like an ordinary horse herder, but the high martial arts hinted at his unusualness.

It's normal for a horse herder to ride a horse, but it's not so normal for a person to fight a pack of wolves alone and be partial to life - if people in the fantasy world are so martial arts, then it is estimated that the demon race contestants will have a little difficulty.

But where are those demon contestants at the moment?

If I'm the only contestant in this fantasy world, it's very likely that I'll be out of the game if I don't break the game.

What's more, with my ability, if I encounter a fantasy like the last two games, I can see the flaws, and I can only sigh in powerlessness, full of melancholy.

However, I didn't expect this melancholy to come so quickly.

The vast grassland shook suddenly, and the sound of countless horses' hooves gradually came, and a black line appeared on the other side of the grassland, crushing the grass, and also stepping out of the momentum of thousands of horses.

The sound of horses' hooves faded, and I was stunned and sighed. The so-called momentum of thousands of troops is not because of illusion, but... There are really thousands of troops over there.

Iron-clad chiefs, long knives and sharp arrows semi-surrounded me and the cross-dressed man along with the dozens of horses, while countless bows and arrows were aimed at us.

I smiled wryly and wanted to raise my hand in surrender, but I was worried that it would cause them to misunderstand. More importantly, in ancient times, was there such a thing as raising hands and surrendering?

Or, rather, it's hard for me to get a white flag to hang.

Fortunately, the soldiers just looked at us with a solemn face, and did not shoot us into a sieve. I looked at the cross-dressed man, trying to see a thing or two from his expression.

It's just that I can't see anything else except solemnity.

In the face of thousands of troops, a dignified expression is naturally a normal performance. But why is this army surround us?

After a moment of solemnity, the cross-dressed man finally said something, but there was no response except the sound of the wind and the sound of horses' noses.

As if in response to his words, or in response to the wind. A tremor came from a distance, and then faded into the sound of horses' hooves.

Before I looked back, I had a bad feeling. So when countless arrows flew past us like a rain of arrows, and the soldiers who half-surrounded us began to charge, I knew that I had guessed correctly.

But he would rather be himself, which is very wrong.

A group of soldiers half-surrounded us and only looked at us coldly but did not move, while another group of soldiers came from a distance, without words but arrows flying indifferently.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune, the countless arrows and blades of the soldiers in these two ** battles are intertwined, but there is not a single arrow, a knife, a man and a horse rushing in front of me. At that moment, in the chaos of the army, I seemed to have become a little grass that no one cared for. Not only did no one take care of it, but not even the horse's hooves fell.

So, taking advantage of this moment of safety, I hurriedly pulled the reins, and the horse rushed out.

Rushing to the brink of battle safe and sound, nervous and a little glad, I turned my head.

Being ignored again shows how lucky I am at the moment, but when I see the cross-dressed man who refuses to leave in the chaos, many thoughts welled up, and in the end, I gritted my teeth and turned around.

So when I sprinted through the chaos again, my hands trembled slightly when I lamented that I was a stupid fork, and then carefully controlled my horses and controlled my nervousness.

Unlike mine, who was ignored, the cross-dressing man never lacked a sword by his side. Fortunately, his martial arts were strong enough, and although people kept attacking him, they couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

While repelling the enemy, he harnesses his horse with various syllables. Seeing the horses rushing outward, I seemed to understand his intentions - he saw that those horses might be his livelihood, and more likely his friends, so at this moment, even in the midst of the chaos, he could not bear to abandon his friends, but tried to help his friends escape by all means.

However, no matter how clever the art of the horse is and how strong the martial arts are. But in the face of that thousands of troops and horses, in the face of that chaotic war, we have to admit that manpower is limited and the war is cruel.

The long arrow breaks through the air, bringing the wind and harvesting life. At this moment, human life is like weeds, and suddenly it begins to be worthless.

Countless people fell and tried to get up until the grass was red with blood and then lay to rest, and countless horses neighed and panicked, and in the panic they were taken to their lives.

Red horse, black horse, flower horse, you horse, he horse, he horse. Black eyes, red blood, yellow earth, green grass. In the end, the blood was like a river, and the sky seemed to be dyed red under the feet.

I don't know why these two groups of people are fighting, and they represent that side, and even when describing their men and horses, they can only be described in simple words. However, when he saw that the somewhat familiar horse could not get up after falling to the ground, he understood a little more that the man was still fighting to the death.

My comrades-in-arms are all dead, how dare you live alone!

So the attack became more and more violent, and the bones were all over the place, piling up into a mountain.

It is precisely because of this fierceness that the enemy's offensive is gradually cut off, and my advance is also blocked.

One man and one horse, in this heaven and earth, in this chaotic battle, are ignored alone.

In the midst of the chaos, it was the greatest luck to be ignored. Whether it is used to escape or to kill enemies, it is a great advantage. However, at this moment, I neither want to run away nor kill the enemy, so I can only be stupid and careful in this chaotic army. At the same time, I secretly prayed that I would not be noticed.

I don't know how long it took to pass, but the strength of the cross-dressed man finally made his surroundings start to empty. So taking advantage of this short period of safety, I hurried over.

It's just that when I approached the cross-dressing man, I suddenly regretted it, this man wouldn't kill the red eye and cut me directly, right?

The next moment, the man's long knife was raised high and slashed directly.

While cursing inwardly, I hurriedly controlled the reins, and wondered where this guy's long knife came from.

I don't know if it's because my master is close at hand, no matter how I pull the reins, the horse under the crotch doesn't react, but gradually slows down, as if he intends to send me directly under the long knife, so that he can split me in half.

Damn, if I can really make my wish come true in this illusion, then stop this knife immediately.

So above the hair, the long knife was still, and the cross-dressed man looked at me with some confusion. But I don't know if I wondered why I didn't leave or why I rushed to him.

"Get out first!" I yelled as Jin Ge roared. But he also forgot that he didn't understand what I said.

The man was stunned for a moment, nodded, and rode forward.

Let's rush out safely, rush out. As I walked along, I muttered to myself.

So the god of luck favored again, and despite the swords and swords, the cross-dressing man and I were still safe and sound, far away from the chaotic battle, and away from the area of the battle.

It's just that there are only a few horses left around the cross-dressed man.

There was a moment of silence, as if in silence for those dead "friends". Then, the cross-dressed man looked up at me and said, "What will you say about us?"