Chapter 43: The Ownership of Heroes (4)

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After Di Qiuran broke away from the group, he turned around and ran all the way to the north.

On that side was the edge of the Tatars, where there were heavy troops, and if they were trapped, there was no hope of escape. Not far behind Di Qiuran, hundreds of Tatar light cavalry were in hot pursuit, and their forces were scattered in a semicircle, forming an encirclement.

"Roar—roar—"

The light cavalry gradually surrounded him, shouting and swinging the rope in his hand towards Di Qiuran, as happy as hunting wild deer.

"Just because you shrimp soldiers and crab generals also want to catch me?" Di Qiuran smiled coldly, and the corners of his mouth pursed disdainfully. Even if he was alone and fighting alone at this time, how could the pride of a general allow these people to trample and fiddle at will?

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The lasso was thrown at Di Qiuran again and again, but he was able to avoid it lightly every time, and his body kept dodging on the horseback, as nimble as a seasoned spirit monkey.

"Brothers, change weapons, kill that Han dog for Lao Tzu......"

"Yes!"

The leading cavalry captain wanted to capture the other party alive, but now he was a little impatient!

With the order of the cavalry captain, hundreds of subordinates put down the ropes, took out the "strong crossbow" on the war horse, and shot towards Di Qiuran fiercely.

The "strong crossbow" is a special weapon made by the Tatar people, and its effect is much more powerful than that of ordinary bows and crossbows. Not only is the range very long, but also powerful, fast, and steady, it is definitely the first choice for murder and looting. In addition, one of the biggest characteristics of the "strong crossbow" is that it "breaks the qi"! The arrow nail is made of special metal and secret methods, and it specializes in breaking the true qi of the martial arts master's body! Such a powerful and terrifying weapon, even if it is encountered by a congenital master, it must be dealt with carefully.

"Whoosh-"

"Whoosh-"

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Dense spikes of arrows streaked through the air like wasps, and the sharp sound of the wind seemed to tear the space apart.

Di Qiuran's expression was solemn, but his heart was surprisingly peaceful. As his spiritual sense unfolded, the trajectory of hundreds of arrows was clearly reflected in his mind. The dense patch was frightening, so Di Qiuran rolled deftly on the horseback, trying to dodge the countless cold lights. He really couldn't dodge, so he forcibly shook it away with his body protection qi.

Circling like this, Di Qiuran also felt unbearable, every impact of the arrow nail would make his blood unstable, and if it continued like this, the Gang Qi would definitely collapse. Listening to the sound of the wind passing by his shoulders, a chill felt in his vest.

Hit people first with legs, shoot people first shoot horses. The cavalry captain was also considered to have rich combat experience, and immediately ordered his subordinates to shoot Di Qiuran's war horse with all his might.

Sure enough, after a few arrows, the war horse fell to the ground, and Di Qiuran also fell off the horse, and his forward speed slowed down greatly.

As a killing general, he was originally fighting with his life and strength, and light skill was naturally not Di Qiuran's strong point. After running a distance of more than ten zhang, hundreds of light cavalry had already caught up and surrounded Di Qiuran.

"Roar—roar—"

"General Hangou, don't surrender quickly, or you will die without a corpse. ”

"Haha-"

"Surrender - Surrender - Surrender - "

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The light cavalry led by him stepped forward and laughed wildly: "Han dog, surrender, as long as you surrender, I will not kill you!"

"Hmph!" Di Qiuran had murderous intent in his eyes, and he didn't bother to talk to him. But looking at the Tatar cavalry armed with a strong crossbow, Di Qiuran couldn't help but sigh secretly. After some hesitation, Di Qiuran was determined to give it a go, trying to kill these people before the enemy's large army arrived, and then escaped.

It's better to dodge than to dodge, it's better to attack than to dodge!" Di Qiuran drew his heavy sword without a sound, and shot forward like a swift arrow, and a fierce wind swept through, slashing directly at the leading cavalry captain.

"Poof-" Brilliant blood exploded in the air, scattering the ground red.

The sword light flickered, and the man and the horse fell in blood.

The Tatar cavalry were all stunned! It is really hard to imagine that their leader had just made a declaration in high spirits, wanting to receive merit, but now he had become a corpse, and his blood had penetrated the soil and turned into a handful of fertilizer on this steppe, nourishing the green life.

At this moment, looking at the vast grassland, a sense of loneliness and sadness spreads in people's hearts. Does the greener the grass mean the more people die? Or does the greenery render the splendor of life?

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Before the cavalry could come to their senses, Di Qiuran burst out again, swinging his sword and slashing at the people next to him!

"Poof!"

There was no time to scream, and the head had already hit the ground.

"Get out of the way!"

"Ahh

"On the left...... Not good, it's left!"

"Don't use a crossbow! ”

"Be careful, everyone!"

"He's here!"

"Kill—"

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Group battles are a weakness for light cavalry. They are fast, but they can't hold their position, and if the enemy breaks into the formation, they will be in chaos. Di Qiuran relied on the chaotic scene and swung his big sword vigorously, as if he wanted to kill all the enemies here.

Two...... Ten...... Hundred......

"Protect the family and country, life and death, bravely kill the enemy, have no regrets, men's blood, heroic tears, and behead the ......"

Di Qiuran muttered in his mouth, and his voice was like a spell in hell. With every word, a man fell in a pool of blood.

He shook off the blood-stained sword, and the surroundings were already crimson. Di Qiuran couldn't remember how many swords he swung and how many enemies he killed, but he knew that the sound of horses' hooves around him was getting less and less, and these light cavalry must have killed almost enough!

Di Qiuran thought so, and this was indeed the case. After his wild slashing, there were less than twenty light cavalry left, and all of them retreated far away and did not dare to step forward, for fear that the next person to die under the sword gang would be himself.

The battle record is impressive, but Di Qiuran's current physical exertion is also very huge, if he doesn't leave, I'm afraid he will have to stay here forever.

Thinking of this, Di Qiuran turned over on the war horse, and just as he was about to leave, his nerves suddenly tensed, and a fierce sword qi fell from the sky.

Hide! This was Di Qiuran's only thought.

Jumping off the horse...... The moment he landed, the war horse beside him had been broken in two at the waist.

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In the dark night, four young people stepped into the air and slowly fell, just with this shocking light skill, there is no doubt that the person who came is not an ordinary person.

Innate master!

Di Qiuran felt the pressure from the other party, and suddenly turned pale, and his expression became more and more solemn.

The two men and two women in front of him were young, but they exuded a cold aura on their bodies, which made Di Qiuran feel his skin piercing, if it weren't for the strong murderous aura to compete with him, he definitely believed that he would be defeated immediately.

"Against one person, he still has a few chances of winning, but now he ......" Di Qiuran was secretly worried, his physical strength had been consumed too much, and now facing a master of the same level, or four masters, he had no chance of winning. Moreover, the Tatar army was approaching, and once he was dragged back, it would be a dead end! Fortunately, most of the light cavalry was led away by him, so that Fang Xin and the others could have more opportunities. Thinking of the living, even if he died, Di Qiuran felt that it was worth it.

In the blink of an eye, the man in charge stepped forward and said politely: "General Di, I have the right for you to surrender! I believe you also know that you have no hope of escaping at all." ”

Di Qiuran smiled indifferently when he heard this, as if he had seen through the old monk who had seen through thousands of years of life and death, and said calmly: "People will always die." ”

The man was slightly moved, and said in an accentuated tone: "I respect the general, you are a hero, why should the general be stubborn? Thinking about what the Ming court did, the general should know that instead of working for the mediocre and corrupt court, it is better to help our clan win the world, and the king of our clan will definitely be good for the people of the world." When the time comes, won't it be a blessing for the people to have one family in the world? It's better than the current wars and chaos and the people are struggling to make a living, isn't it?"

"Yes, of course, and very good!" Di Qiuran said with a smile: "Di has to admit that Your Excellency thinks comprehensively, grasps the overall situation very well, and is even more eloquent. But have you ever thought that people's desires are endless, and that hatred between nations does not arise in a day or two, and that your invasion of our land is not controlled by desire? Everywhere you go, you burn, kill, and plunder, is this peaceful coexistence? You have the cheekiness to say that you want the whole world to be one family, don't you want to enslave my compatriots?

"Haha-"

Di Qiuran laughed wildly, then his voice changed, and he pointed at the other party's nose and said coldly: "Di Mou has 'three hatreds' in his life! One hates the court and has no virtue, if it weren't for their corruption, how could the country be trampled on by others." Second, he hated the barbarians for being unreasonable, trying in vain to plunder my beautiful mountains and rivers, deceive my Li people, and enslave my Han people. Three hated that he was incompetent, and he couldn't return peace to my people with a useful body...... The three hatreds are not gone, and Di Mou's heart is unsettled!"

The voice gradually increased, and in the last sentence, Di Qiuran almost roared! After finishing speaking, he touched the "gunpowder bullet" in his arms, as if he was going to do something.

"Look! So, what's that?!"

A delicate voice interrupted everyone's thoughts! Hearing the sound, they saw a figure running quickly to the south, getting closer and closer.

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I have to say that Yue Fan's speed is indeed much faster than that of a horse. The feet are windy, stepping on like meteors, and the figure falls in the blink of an eye.

"You, why are you here?"

Yue Fan's appearance surprised Di Qiuran, there were surprises, worries, helplessness, and hatred! All kinds of tastes came to his heart, no wonder the sages often said that the most complicated thing in the world is the human heart.

"It's you!?"

When the four young masters saw the appearance of the person who came, they couldn't help but be stunned, but their eyes were full of anger and hatred.

"It's you!"

The tragic situation of Kaifeng City is vividly remembered by Yue Fan, and the nightmare scene still lingers. And the culprits are these people in front of them, the sword demon heirs Feng Ye, Ba Xiong and the little junior sisters Rui Ying and Jin Qiongyun.

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