The bowstring trembled.? In the moonlight, an arrow shot out from the hand of a figure on the rock with the cold. It flew over a long distance and made a violent sound of breaking through the air and headed straight for the running Jin general. Alic immediately swept his gun and knocked the arrow down from mid-air. The horse's hooves were still chasing the people in front of him.

But Yu Guangzhong was a little more alert.

On the other side, Yang Zhi was waiting to rush into the woods quickly. After refilling the crossbow arrow, he shot back and fell back. A golden cavalry fell off. In the morning, he saw someone rushing down from the rock, with a spear across. A afterimage dragged out from the clear light, and if a cannonball was rushing towards the Jurchen team of hundreds of people there.

The spearhead banged, and directly pierced the body of the cavalry in armor, picked the opponent off the horse's back, and threw the blood into the air. The figure flipped onto the horse's back, immediately left the Jurchen cavalry, deviated and rushed towards the woods.

In the cavalry team, Alic was furious and excited by the sudden murder and horse grabbing by the opponent, and roared like thunder: "Kill him!" Turning his horse's head and rushing over, dozens of personal guards around him immediately followed. The remaining hundreds of knights still followed Yang Zhi and his group as ordered. In their eyes, the twenty or so people on the other side were just rats fleeing in panic.

In the forest, the footsteps were brisk sounds of falling leaves, and the Jurchens were divided into two groups of people chasing two groups of different people. Yang Zhi and others were not without blood. After all, it was not suitable for riding horses in the forest, but the number of people on the other side was too large. In addition, the Jurchens were good at fighting, and once the other side got off the horse and fought, they would not get any advantage.

While running, two groups of people shot back and forth, crossbow arrows and darts passed through the cover of leaves, making a clatter. Yang Zhi withdrew his arms and burst out bloody flowers on a Jurchen cavalry and rolled down from the horse's back. The horse's hooves kept changing directions and bypassing the trees. In the gap, there was a Jurchen bow tied, and a Jinyiwei also brought a bleeding line behind the quilt and threw it down. Then the horse's hooves stepped over the body, trampling all over.

As the two sides shot each other, some people kept falling off the horse, and some people were going to the end. When they were about to leave the woods, the ground became wider, and cavalry behind them accelerated, leaned over and slashed over.

Yang Zhi ran wildly on the ground, feeling the wind coming from behind his head. His feet stopped on the ground, and soil was accumulated. His whole body slanted. The blade behind his head rubbed against the tip. While his body was slanted, he drew his sword with his right hand and slashed it upwards. His arm and steel knife were flying around. The cold and ferocious blade continued to go upwards until the armor was cracked and the man's ribs were cut off. A wisp of blood spilled as the knife fell back.

"Get out of the forest... and run to the river!"

As the body fell off the horse, the sound burst out from his mouth. He pulled the horse reins and turned around to meet the Jinyiwei behind him. Two spears were stumbled towards him.

The knife raised, and used the back of the knife to open a spear. He grabbed the spear head with the other hand. He raised his right arm suddenly, and the blue birthmark on his face wrinkled, and he shouted violently: "Ah" The moment the arm armor was supported by the bulging muscles, he picked the other party from the other end of the gun into the air. The spear immediately turned on his right hand and threw it out.

The long spear flew away directly penetrated the flying Jurchen soldiers and kept flying back and nailing them to a tree. The body shook twice. The leaves fell down and were blown higher by the galloping cavalry. The rumbling horse hooves passed through the dense forest. At this moment, they suddenly exploded and hit the other party's running back.

The moonlight was shining, and by the river, he rushed out of the woods alone, and his body like a bear behind him was still chasing him. The dozens of personal guards formed an arc and divided into two left and right attacks. The spacious area here is the best hunting ground for cavalry like them.

The Jurchens' bow and arrow were shot towards the single rider. The two Jurchen cavalry nearby were holding guns and one of them approached with a knife. The man stepped down from the stirrup, held the handle of the gun and stepped on the horse's back, and spread his arms and jumped up.

The dense arrows also flew over in an instant.

Puff puff puff!

On the back and on the horse's buttocks, the feather arrows were nailed inch by inch, densely arranged. The war horses cried out with a writhing sound, and their forelimbs fell and pounced on the ground. At the same time, as the feather arrow fell, the figure jumped into the air, and the spear roared with a strong wind. With a swing, the face of the Jurchen knight holding a knife on the right was smashed and fell off the horse. The man descended and rode on the back of the horse. The spear was like a mad python. While waving, it smashed the forehead of the Jurchen man on the other side.

As soon as the man grabbed the horse's belly and was about to turn the direction, he saw more than a dozen people running out of the woods on the other side. The other party seemed to have seen him, waved at him, and pointed in one direction.

The young man Yu Guang glanced at the Jurchen generals who were still chasing behind him and immediately followed the direction pointed by the person there. When he was about to reach the river, he heard the man with a birthmark on his face shouting: "Voice the horse and run over."

"Um?"

This sound obviously gave rise to questions. He was hesitant and followed the moonlight, the silver light all over the ground, and there were dense pits on the ground. Each hole was only the thickness of a human arm, but it was enough to sink a horse's hooves. The young man immediately understood that the horse's horse was flying, and he jumped up as soon as he approached the pit.

Behind him, Alic's big gun also hit the horse's neck, and the heavy force directly knocked the horse over to the ground. However, when he saw the opponent jumping and jumping away, he was alert, and then stopped the reins of the horse and stopped. However, his entire vision was still slanted. He looked down and looked down. One of the horse's hooves on his mount fell into a hole.

He murmured in a puzzled Khitan language. Over there, the rumbling horse hooves came. At this moment, he understood and immediately shouted at the other side, but the sound of hundreds of war horses running covered his voice and rushed into a place full of traps.

The horse's hooves fell into a pit, and the huge force brought by the running wildly immediately made the horse's body turn over. The thick soil was brought up and thrown into the sky. The knight on the horse's back exclaimed and rolled in the air and landed heavily. A large number of war horses coming from behind rushed forward one after another, and scenes repeated, and the sound of broken legs continued to sound.

The more than 300 people behind then slowed down and saw the war horses that were neighing in pain all over the ground and struggling and falling. Many Jurchen soldiers also became seriously injured or fell into a coma when they fell.

"Kill those Wu Chao people!"

Alic waved his big gun, shook his cloak, turned over and dismounted, and called the remaining more than 300 people to rush towards the river bank, and rushed around the gap at the entrance of the hole.

….

By the river, Yang Zhi panted and looked at the young man in front of him, "Brothers are good at it, I don't know whose surname is, who?"

"I, Yang Zhi."

"Yue Fei!" The young man clenched his gun and fisted, then looked at the Jin soldiers rushing towards him, "Do you still have a backup plan? Otherwise, you can only cross the river and retreat."

"No, the Lord Supervisor is coming soon!" Yang Zhi looked at the river behind him, and bubbles emerged from the water.

"What?" The young man named Yue Fei didn't understand what it meant, but the Jin soldiers on the opposite side were getting closer.

At this moment, he had just left the question, and Yang Zhi suddenly pulled him away as if he was running away. The corpses floated up in the river, dozens of them. Alic also noticed the abnormality here. On the way to the river, he heard a dull sound from the river and the water column exploded.

Dozens of corpses were brought to the sky, and water splashed in the air, and countless sounds of bones shattered, and the smelly and dark blood burst out and fell with the river.

"Who!" Alic shouted in surprise.

Someone walked out of the river from the fallen river, blood, and under the broken corpses, and the night wind blew, and the wide sleeves of the robe swelled upwards.

"The Wu Chao people pretending to be a ghost!"

Alic dancer's big gun rushed over, and more than 300 people behind him rushed over. Bai Ning's slender palm stretched out from the wet sleeves of the robe, fell down from the river water, and whipped in the blood.

The three parts of evil return to the vitality.

The surroundings were suddenly as dark as ink. When the air was lagging behind, they shot out in front of them, like surging ink swept through the sky, turning into black water droplets, densely hitting the clothes of the Jin soldiers who were rushing toward each other. On their faces and all exposed skin, the black spots quickly expanded and rotted. Except for the Jin general Aliqi who danced a big gun to block the part, everyone fell to the ground one after another, and the flesh and blood began to corrode and fell down and fell to black, revealing the thick white bones. The moans all over the ground were silent for less than half an hour.

Alic was a little better, only a few hits on his thighs. He quickly took out the blade from his waist to dig out the rotten flesh. The severe pain of rotten flesh also made him almost bite his tongue. When the tip of the knife was dug down, a pair of steps were already standing in front of him in his drooping vision.

The wind blows through the forest and the leaves sway.

...

"Is it great for you to kill someone..."

...

Bai Ning used his internal force to steam the wet palace robe, and white air was scattered all over his body. His eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, staring at the Jin general who had forgotten the pain and was stunned. He reached out and gently took off the other party's helmet and threw it away, rolling down to the side.

Then he reached over and grabbed the other person's bun, leaned forward a little, "I am awesome to kill people... You are just an appetizer... Your marshal will receive a big gift soon... It's full of fire... Haha!"

With a click.

Alic, who was still in a surprised expression, had his head broken off. Bai Ning carried his head to a war horse, tied his head under the horse's neck, reached out and patted the horse's butt, and drove the horse back.

"Taitu...they arranged it almost."

Bai Ning looked southeast.

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Tai.yuan

On the top of the north city tower, Lin Chong watched the people on the streets of the city below rush out of the city. A man from the East Factory was walking through the streets. He held a spear and looked heartbroken, ".... There are still many people who haven't left... The Jurchens will come here early tomorrow morning. If they don't leave, what are they thinking about?"

Cao Shaoqing closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, "I just can't bear to leave..."

"Even if the family fortune is rich, the Jurchens are here, they still have nothing."

"So, it's not a pity that they die, just tens of thousands of people..."

Below, a man whispered the flag. Lin Chong glanced at him and closed his eyes. At this time, Cao Shaoqing opened his eyes, "Everything is ready. Since these people are not far away, instead of dying in vain by the Jurchens, let us use it. The Supervisor has been considered a heartbroken this time."

As we were talking, the moonlight began to fade and the east began to light up. Then most of the Dongchang men began to withdraw, leaving only some to hide, quietly waiting for the flames to arrive.
Chapter completed!