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Ma Han did not get on his horse, and under the woods, he had an advantage in the battle of the infantry. He just looked at the three fugitive Han slaves in front of him calmly.

"We can't let you take Niannu away. She is the lifeblood of Muji's father." Tangnu slowly pulled the bow and stared at Ma Han fiercely, "If you let her go, we will let you go, we will not owe each other."

Ma Han was stunned at first, then laughed to the sky: "Don't you owe each other? Hahaha! I'm so laughing to death. I used archery armor to replace you, but the things belong to you, and now people belong to you, and then they don't owe each other - this is the divine logic of your grassland people?"

Tangnu and his two partners turned red in black faces, and a hint of shame flashed in their eyes, but they quickly raised their chests, pulled the bowstring tightly, and said with confidence: "There is no reason on the grassland, only strength."

Ma Han nodded: "I understand, sure enough, hard fists are the hard truth!"

"Would you like to release someone?"

Ma Han shook his head: "I'm sorry, only you guys are not enough to make me give in - I'm going to make a decision! Also, if you don't disappear within the time of a bowl of milk tea, I'll have to make a decision for your lives."

Tangnu and his partner were furious and rode their horses. But they saw the three riding on the horse without a saddle and only with thick felt on the back of the horse, and they could even do the left and right bows. However, the horse speed must be controlled at an average speed, and they cannot run too fast or too bumpy. Even so, it also showed the three riding skills that made it difficult for the Han people in the Han territory to see.

Ma Han nodded secretly after seeing this. People who grew up on horseback were different. Even Han people, after Hu Hua, also had the riding talent of Hu people. Compared with them, the regular cavalry of the Jizhou Army in Hebei was obviously inferior. Even the Youzhou cavalry was inferior. I am afraid that only Baima Yicong could compare with it.

Yaowu was powerful for a while, and Tangnu rode forward and shouted to Ma Han: "I heard that you killed Wuma. He was once the cavalry guard of King Khanlu, and he withdrew due to injury to his legs and feet. But his strength and cavalry are still there. Come on, prove it to me-I will also give you a chance. If you can defeat me, you can take her away."

"Brother Donu, don't..."

Ma Han gently pressed Niannu's weak shoulders, stopped her call, and smiled with his head raised, "How do you want me to defeat you?"

Tangnu was abducted by this sentence for a few turns before he realized it, and he secretly grinded his teeth: "The Han people who have read books know how to talk, but they really feel weak when they move. I don't believe it. Your riding skills can still be with me, who have been playing with the horse's neck since childhood."

"We're riding and shooting!" Donnu said loudly, "Don't say I'm taking advantage of you. You have a saddle, but I don't. You and I shoot at each other. Each person shoots three arrows, whoever falls will lose."

Ma Han glanced at his Dayuan horse, then looked at the short Youyan horse of Tangnu, and smiled: "You really want to compare? My horse runs very fast."

Donnu laughed: "So what? We are not racing horses, but shooting. The faster you run, the faster you lose. Hahaha..."

Ma Han stepped forward with the bow and touched the bow in Tang Nu's hand to agree. Both of them put away the iron arrows, replaced them with the crude bone arrows made by the Han slaves, and then pulled out the bone arrows, leaving only the tip of the wood, indicating that this is a battle, not a life or death. Although the wooden arrows that were removed have no lethality, the person who shot with the powerful force of the two stone bows would be unbearable and it would be difficult to sit firmly on the horse's back. If they hit the fragile part like the eyes and neck, it would be fatal.

Under the concerning gaze of Niannu and the two Hannu knights, the two of them rode on their own war horses, galloped forward a hundred steps, turned to each other, shouted together, and urged the horse to gallop.

The two of them had three arrows between their left palms and fingers holding bows. This was a rapid fire method passed down by the Huns. They could spin the strings as fast as possible and shoot the arrows in their hands.

At eighty steps, Ma Han first drew an arrow and aimed at it. At eighty steps, he was riding and shooting at a single target. He was completely unimaginable a month ago, but now he is 90% sure. People are most afraid of it, especially the force on the edge of life and death, which can often force out a person's greatest potential.

At seventy steps, Tangnu also began to raise his bow. But at this moment, the horse man had already taken the initiative. The bow string sounded strongly, and the arrow went away like lightning, hitting Tangnu's abdomen. It was so coincidental that a short axe was inserted between Tangnu's waist and abdomen, and the arrow was hitting the axe surface.

The arrow flew away, and Tangnu was in a cold sweat. However, the strong impact did not cause the expected severe pain. Tangnu quickly adjusted from his surprise state, and the bowstring was fierce and took the lead before the second arrow of Mahan was shot.

Arrows go like a meteor, stars fall and people fall and horse fall.

"Woo hoho!"

Tangnu and his two partners were extremely excited and cheered in unison, while Niannu covered his mouth with his palms, his eyes wide open. But soon they couldn't scream because they didn't see anyone falling off the horse, and there was really no one on the horse's back. What's going on? He's a ghost in broad daylight!

Just when Tang Nu was at a loss, his hooves were sounding, and the two horses had approached more than ten steps. Suddenly, he saw a flash in front of him. Ma Han was sitting upright on the back of the horse, placing an arrow on the bow and plucking the strings gently. Tang Nu shouted, but there was no time to react, and he hit the arrow on the string and fell off the horse's back.

"Impossible, how could you hide under the horse's belly!" Tangnu rolled and crawled up, regardless of the mud and pain that was covered in disarray, staring wide at the face and looked disbelief.

That's right, Ma Han used a "hiding in the stirrup" to hide under the horse's belly, dodged the arrow shot by Donnu, and successfully confuse his opponent, and then suddenly appeared and won with one blow.

The move to hide in the stirrup is the most common in later cavalry wars, but in the era when stirrups were not yet available, it was completely beyond people's imagination. How could a swaying leather rope or rope be fixed and pressed against the ventral side of a galloping horse? It is better to say that Donnu was defeated by an arrow, but Donnu didn't know it, so he was shocked. Arrow skills were not as good as people, and the riding skills that he was most proud of were not as good as people. Donnu finally bowed his head and knelt down, holding his big bow with his hands high - according to the rules of the grassland, this was a move that was willing to accept the loss and let the other party deal with it.

The horse returned with a horse, and there were three more people kneeling on the ground beside Tangnu, including Niannu.

Ma Han walked up to the horse, picked up a large bow with the tip of the bow, grabbed it in his hand, and glanced at the four of them. With the dejected faces of Tangnu and the begging eyes of Niannu, he handed the bow to Tangnu: "You are not bad, I have fought with the Wuwan Jingqi. In addition to their older experience, their riding and shooting skills are not much better than you."

"Really?" Donnu looked up in surprise, hesitating whether he wanted to take the big bow.

Ma Han nodded and was about to say something, but suddenly looked up - behind the mountain in the distance, smoke and dust were flying, and the ground trembled slightly.

"A large group of people attacked and hid in the woods."

Ma Han shouted, and Tangnu, Niannu and others also noticed something was wrong, so they immediately stood up and led their horses into the forest.

After hiding for a while, a group of people and horses turned out from behind the mountain. There were fifty or sixty riders, all of which were dressed in Wuwan people. Everyone had a knife and a bow on their backs, wrapped in a sharp murderous aura, sweeping across the edge of the forest like a whirlwind.

"That's...that's Lord Guli! And his guard." Tangnu's voice was difficult.

Before Ma Han could see which one was Guli, Niannu beside him cried out in a low voice: "Uncle Moduo! How is he... here?"

Tangnu and his two partners' faces changed. Uncle Moduo was one of the fifty-seven escaped slaves. He went out to investigate three days ago and has not returned yet. He is now in the search team of the Wuwan people... The terrible thoughts made their scalp numb.

"Uncle Moduo knows the location of our campsite!"

"No! Dad Muji and the others are in danger!"

"grandfather!"

"Let's go back and save people!"

Tangnu and the other two jumped up, even Niannu kowtowed to Ma Han, and said sadly: "Master, Niannu can't watch grandpa and fellow villagers suffer. Please let Niannu go! Master, be fine! Let Niannu go."

Ma Han said coldly: "What's the use of going? Do you think you can get rid of everyone by handing over yourself? Also, what's the use of rushing back like this? It's just a few more burials."

Donnu gritted his teeth and said resolutely: "We are not Moduo, we will escape together, live together, and die together."
Chapter completed!