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The sky is dim, the fog in the fields is hazy, the dewdrops on the hillside meadows are shining, and a dense forest in the distance is shrouded in white fog. People enter the forest, and within ten steps, it is hard to tell the trace.

At this moment, there were seven or eight Wuhuan people wearing pointed hats, worn fur coats, and holding bows and arrows pointing something to the middle of the forest. After a while, a sudden sound of horse hooves came from afar, and another five or six Wuhuan people were running fast.

The leader was a man with hair and hair, a scattered beard, a face full of flesh, a short body, and a huge golden ring hanging on his left ear. As soon as this person arrived, the surrounding Wuwan people gathered up together and crawled under his horse.

The leader of Wuhuan stared at the dense forest, his eyes shining fiercely, and said with a rough voice: "Have you confirmed it? Everyone is inside?"

"Yes, leader of Wuma. We found horses' hoof prints nearby, and they disappeared when they entered the forest in front." A Wuhuan man kneeling on the grass replied loudly.

Another person added: "Horse hoof prints have been disguised and if we had not searched carefully, it would be difficult to find them."

Wu Ma took out a mulberry bow from the saddle and then pulled an arrow. A ferocious smile appeared on his black face: "Turn them out one by one, today I want their men to shed blood and women to shed tears."

With the command of the leader, eleven Wuwan people tied their horses, drew out their bows and arrows, and walked step by step into the dense forest, and their figures were gradually swallowed up by the thick fog.

Wu Ma and his two men rode back and forth from time to time, squirting their bows from left to right, waiting for the killing. Unexpectedly, this wait took only half an hour until the sky was bright and the sun was shining. The fog in the dense forest disappeared without even a moment of movement. The eleven Wu Wan people holding bows and knives seemed to have dissipated with the fog.

Wuma's scalp was a little numb, and the two men felt something was wrong. The three of them slowly moved closer together, raised the bows and arrows in their hands little by little, and their minds were unstable at the dark dense forest.

After a while, Wu Ma waved her head and signaled to her subordinates on the left: "You, go in and take a look."

"...Yes." The subordinates were uneasy, but they did not dare to disobey, and they did not dismount. They rode their horses forward slowly.

call out!

A cold arrow suddenly shot out from the dark forest, piercing through the head of the Wuwan man. The body fell heavily. The frightened rider screamed and ran away from afar.

With two whizzing sounds, Wu Ma and his men almost no particular order, shot two arrows into the direction where the cold arrows flew out in the forest. Then they quickly drew their bows and pointed them forward, but except for the two whizzing sounds that they wanted to hear in the dense forest, there was no scream they wanted to hear except for the two whizzing sounds that they wanted to hear.

"Fruit mulberry, go to the left..."

Wu Ma Gang ordered the last subordinate to encircle it separately. Two arrows were shot out in the forest. The arrows were extremely fast and their strength was surprisingly great. One arrow knocked the fruit mulberry from the horse's back and fell to the ground. One arrow pierced the heart, and it was obvious that it would not work.

The second arrow penetrated Wuma's thigh and penetrated into the horse's belly, stalking the man and the horse together. The horse fell down with a whine. Wuma was also suppressed by the overturned horse and could not move. She struggled and threw the bow and arrow in her hand several feet away.

At this time, a person slowly walked out of the forest, with short hair, blue laces on his forehead, tight soft armor on his face, and camouflage pants. He held a large bow that was nearly one person tall, carrying two capsules of arrows, and was more than eight feet long, majestic and light, and a face with bright edges and corners under the sunlight was extremely three-dimensional.

Mahan!

Ma Han slowly walked to Wuma, used the tip of the bow to pluck the face that was covered with the stems of the mud and the scratches, and said lightly: "Can you speak Youyan?"

Wuma kept struggling, and the huge pain made his face twist. He slowly touched the short cutter on his waist with one hand, and said in Youyan's words: "You...you are a Han slave..."

Bang! The tip of the bow twitched heavily on Wuma's cheeks, and two big teeth and a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out of the mouth, dyeing the green grass red.

"I am a Han! Be careful." Ma Han said coldly, "This is a warning. If you have four teeth again, then eight. If you don't plan to chew with your teeth in the future, just say it."

Wuma's pair of pigs stared at the demonic face in front of her, and she didn't dare to set off firecrackers anymore.

"I'll ask you, I'll sleep well in the woods. Why did you guys wake me up? You guys are also trying to trouble me with a bunch of broken bows and arrows - who instructed you to come!"

Wu Ma's eyes widened and he looked disbelief: "You are the only one in this forest?"

"Yes, I'm the only one..." Ma Han stared at Wu Ma gloomy, "You don't want to say you're looking for the wrong person, right?"

Wu Ma hated and regretted: "What we are looking for is the escaped slaves, and I thought they were hiding in the woods, but I didn't expect... Wait, you only have one person, then the warriors of my eleven tribes..."

"Yes, I've all been slaughtered. What a bullshit warrior! They're all untrained herders, and they're using short bow bone arrows..." Ma Han's tone was extremely disdainful. He finally figured it out. It turned out that he was a fugitive slave. No wonder his equipment and combat power were so low. In just half a stick of incense, he was killed by himself like a chicken and a sheep. It was precisely because of the opponent's low combat power and simple bow arrows that Ma Han finally confirmed that these people were not chasing the dozen or so bands of Wuwan spirit cavalry that he had been chasing him for a whole month. If not, how could he slowly walk out of the dense forest and betray the half-dead Wuwan people?

"Bastard...ah!"

Wu Ma took advantage of Ma Han's distractedness and suddenly pulled out the meat-cutting knife. As soon as his hand moved, Ma Han, who had been prepared, pulled out the backpack arrow and inserted it hard. The arrow nailed Wu Ma's arms and hips together, and blood stained his lower body red.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to eat your meat raw, I'm going to...ah!"

Amid the swearing of the leper, Ma Han raised his big scalp boots and stepped on them hard at the tail of the arrow.

Wuma's eyes were almost protruding from her eyes, her whole body twitched, her mouth wide open, and she was making a sound: "Do you think... Is there only one group of people who are chasing me... waiting... they... will avenge me..."

"Wuwan people! I will kill one person when I see you!" Ma Han stretched out his finger and hooked Wuma's golden earrings, pulled them off suddenly, ignoring the bloody, and his eyes were cold, "How much does Wuwan people have to grab as much property as they have!"

Ma Han's resentment towards the Wuwan people was all caused by being chased and counterattacked this month and running for thousands of miles.

Since shooting Lu Xiang by the Yuema River, Ma Han has been caught in the pursuit of Jizhou Army from all directions.

Guo Tu Feiqi rushed back to the letter, set up layers of interception networks, and issued a huge reward: those who received the head of the horse will be rewarded with a hundred taels and a hundred horses; those who returned the white horse will be rewarded with a reward of more than one.

Ma Han originally planned to go east and seek refuge with Kong Rong, Beihai, and be able to rise strongly under this weak leader. Unexpectedly, he was squeezed by the Jizhou army's net and continued to go north, running farther and farther until he left the Great Wall and came to the foot of Yanshan Mountain.

How many pursuers have been killed during the run away from the north? At the beginning, Ma Han was still doing statistics, but after breaking through the 200th value, he was no longer interested in counting. He went north and kept killing enemies and seizing and replenishing them. He didn't know how many shields, armor, swords and spears he replaced, and how many arrows he shot. The only thing that was not changed was his white horse and silver arrow and the leopard bow in his hand.

After a month of life and death, he tempered Ma Han into a master of riding and shooting, and in dozens of dangerous pursuits, he mastered the highest secret of riding and shooting - the return horse arrow!

Since entering Dai County, the Jizhou army has given up the pursuit of Ma Han because it was Liu Yu's territory. But Ma Han did not have a good time because of this. The Wuwan people who were red from their eyes were swarmed by the reward, causing him greater trouble. In the end, even Wuyan, the King of Khanlu, who was one of the "Three County Wuwans" entrenched in Youbeiping, sent more than a hundred cavalry under his tent to search for him. Of course, the King of Khanlu was not greedy for the little reward, but was greedy for famous horses.

As a result, Ma Han was surrounded by one of the Wuwan Spirit Cavalry in Gushui, north of Yuyang County. After killing the enemy, he was also hit with two arrows, and the arrow was covered with aconitum poison... If it weren't for the injected multiple anti-toxic serums, he produced certain antibodies to unknown toxins, and probably wouldn't even have the strength to escape... Just imagine how could Ma Han not be angry? He had a decisive relationship with the Wuwan people.

The horse general cleaned up on the spot for a while, entered the dense forest again, and pulled out the precious horse silver arrow. There were three pack horses carrying a large number of arrows, swords, axes, armor and shields, supplies and property behind them.

The horses of Wuma and the many tribesmen did not take the horses seriously. Although the strong war horses of Wuhuan's spirit riding were far from comparable to silver arrows, they were also better than ordinary horses.

Just as he ran out of two miles, he saw a flash of a figure on the left hillside at the corner of his eyes. Ma Han immediately untied the reins of the pack horse, clamped his feet, and the silver arrow shot out like an arrow, rushed up the hillside quickly.

Looking down from the hillside, you can see that a thin figure was running desperately more than fifty steps away. Judging from the costumes, it should be a man from the Wuwan, but from the back, he was a boy, or even a boy.

Recalling the harsh words that Wu Ma had just said before his death, Ma Han decisively raised the leopard bow in his hand, and the arrowheads reflected the sun, and the cold light shone brightly.
Chapter completed!