When Dong Changhai saw that as long as he rushed through the temporarily piled up earth slope in front, he could rush to the vast plain in front of him and galloped passionately, his heart was so excited that he was thumping. The fierce horse under him seemed to feel his violent heartbeat, and the horse's hooves under his feet ran even more vigorously.

The fierce horses following were falling down one after another. Just as a thick iron arrow more than five feet long pierced a fierce horse next to him, Dong Changhai looked back and saw that the iron arrow actually penetrated five such fierce horses in a row, leaving a long bloodline behind him. Dong Changhai felt that his luck was extremely good today. Such iron arrows had been shot three times in a row. He and his horse could always escape from it.

When he ran to the low dirt slope only more than ten feet away, he was shocked by everything in front of him. Behind the dirt slope were crowded rows of Dali soldiers holding spears in their hands. Today's defeat seemed to arouse all their anger and resentment. If the "savages" who didn't know how to escape from that ghost place escaped from the last line of defense, his team might never be able to raise their heads, so at this time their morale was like rainbows, spears were like forests, waiting for a sheep to be delivered to them like wild beasts.

Dong Changhai had no confidence in whether he could rush through this dense defense line. Looking at the Dali pursuers who were chasing the sound of killing behind him, he seemed to have no way out at this moment.

The fierce horse under him was as hot as charcoal. If the flesh and blood machine did not release a little horse blood, it would not take long before waiting for it to be a death. This was the second fierce horse he had replaced. The horse in front had already died of too much blood. Touching the oily sweat beads on the horse's neck, President Dong lifted out the short knife, crawled his body to the horse's back, counting down the last distance from the earth slope bit by bit.

Dong Changhai could clearly feel the giant arrow behind him coming again, but this time it seemed that it had lost its accuracy again, but it blasted the human wall in front of him. While the dazed and at a loss, Dong Changhai inserted the short knife into the horse's thighs under him.

The earth shook, and the deafening sound of horse hooves sounded again. The remaining horses, which were originally feared by the crisis, came out from the gap. Looking at the plain that might only belong to him in front of him, Dong Changhai knew that he was finally closer to home. When he moved to another horse again, a brisk whistle sounded in the field.

At this time, Gao Wenfeng was furious. If the arrow just now could not see the problem, then he, the commander, would have been in vain.

When Gao Wenfeng, who was rushing over, saw the sleepy crossbowman, he pulled out the long sword in his hand. Before the man understood, he cut off the man's head with one sword.

A rapid sound of horse hooves sounded from behind. When Gao Wenfeng ran over, he brought almost everyone with him. Another bed crossbow that had just been surrounded by them was standing alone, and now he seemed to be a little self-admiring. Several guards next to him had already fallen on the 'people' who were about to drive away.

The man greeted Gao Wenfeng and ran up the slope with a smile on the carriage. The angry Gao Wenfeng scolded the cavalry to get on the horse and chase the man down, but looked at the dejected people, and there was a horse around him.

Gao Wenfeng then realized that the guy seemed to be shooting the scared horses to death, and at the same time he also killed many of his cavalry. Even when the chased cavalry returned, the guy who had escaped in a carriage had already escaped. Looking at the back of the carriage, Gao Wenfeng felt deeply helpless.

He had a flash of inspiration. Isn't there another bed crossbow? But when he focused his eyes on the only hope, he almost fainted. The little thief just now not only stole his bed crossbow, but also his only hope for counterattack. The crossbow left next to him turned several times on the hinge, and suddenly broke. The disgusting little thief actually moved his hands and feet on the bowstrings made of cow tendons. Seeing the little thief leaving happily, Gao Wenfeng could no longer hold back the anger in his heart and chased after the few people around him.

Du Qingyuan woke Wu Yonglin who was sleeping in the earth cave, stared at the front without looking sideways, and reminded him: "Gao Wenfeng rushed over with his personal soldiers."

"Then why don't you withdraw quickly." After Wu Yonglin said this, Du Qingyuan felt a deep sense of frustration. Could it be that this guy had no so-called trick? When he thought of him handing over the only phosphorus fire bomb to him, he felt a strange feeling of guilt.

"Then why are we here for so long?"

"Do you think we still have the ability to stand one stop? I think those guys Zhang Hu should be back. When we climb up the hill, there will naturally be someone to deal with them."

"What's going on with that carriage running up the slope?"

"You will know later. Why do you ask so much?"

When Du Qingyuan climbed to the top of the slope and looked at the same big "gun" as he held in his hand, he was so scared that he took a few steps back. If Wu Yonglin hadn't grabbed him, he would have probably become an old turtle that fell into the earth hole and could not be overturned again.

He was very glad that he had just reacted quickly. If he was slower, he would probably have been penetrated by the big gun. When he approached the unfamous crossbow, his legs couldn't help but tremble.

There were also some blushing guys, Zhang Hu and Mao Zixing, all of them were all around. Until Luo Pingyang climbed up leisurely from the other side, these people finally arrived.

"Who is the person who just messed up the horse team?" Wu Yonglin asked the closest person to the Cumli who was involved in curiosity.

Tsom was concentrating on fiddling with the treasure beside him, but Yun Danfeng said lightly: "No matter who he is, the enemy is a friend. I just helped him and let him escape the encirclement, as if all the cavalry were chasing him."

Gao Wenfeng, who had finally climbed up, was attacked like a storm before his feet stood firm. When the big arrows roared from the bed crossbow nailed several guards to the ground like a candied haws, Gao Wenfeng realized that the reinforcements of the other party had arrived. Looking back at his own people who had not had time to come here before they could even reach here, Gao Wenfeng closed his eyes in pain.

When Mao Zixing swung his steel knife over, a personal soldier blocked Gao Wenfeng's predecessor. When the hot blood thread brought by the blade sprinkled on Gao Wenfeng's face, he came back to his senses from the nightmare.

With a clang, he pulled out the sword on his body and rushed forward against the steel knife that was covering his face. Gao Wenfeng, who was angry, waved the long sword in his hand and wandered around Mao Zixing like a demon. The sword lights were dotted, and the cold stars gushed. After several battles, Mao Zixing, who was quite morale, began to be unable to bear it.

Gao Wenfeng took advantage of the situation to kick Mao Zixing's stomach. Just as he raised his sword to stab Mao Zixing, the familiar sound of breaking through the air shot towards him again. Gao Wenfeng flew up like a kite that lost its direction. When he fell to the ground again, there was no human form. A generation of famous generals died in Taohuagou of the unknown Wild Man Mountain. However, later the locals prefer to call this place Wild Man Gou. They saw several Wild Man defeat Gao Wenfeng's elite.
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