Langluo was experienced and saw that the thieves were in chaos, he immediately stood up and shouted, "Everyone shoots the horses together." More than 80 guards shot a volley, forcing the horses to retreat a hundred steps away.

Su Shi was furious and drew his sword to cut over the two fleeing people, shouting: "Divide into three teams and fight back."

These fake horse thieves were all elite troops, and they quickly reorganized their teams and rushed in like a tide again. First, a hundred people pulled into arcs, bent their bows and arrows, and shot into the fort. After the arrows in their hands were shot, the hundred people divided into two from the middle and circled to the left and right wings, revealing the archer in the middle, and another rain of arrows.

The three groups of people adjusted their speed and cooperated with each other to shoot arrows, which made the guards in the castle unable to raise their heads at all. Jiang Anyi took the risk of standing up and returning an arrow, but he immediately got hit by dozens of arrows. Relying on the protection of the protective energy, the arrow was bounced away, but his body was still shot in pain.

Rona was startled and didn't bother to be shy. She grabbed Jiang Anyi and checked the wound on his body. The clothes were penetrated by arrows, and there were holes everywhere. There were still tender skin inside, but there were red dots on the white skin, which was the evidence left by the arrow.

"Does it hurt?" Rona asked lovingly, caressing the red dots.

The woman from the Western Regions was really bold. Jiang Anyi thought and teased: "If you caress a beauty, it will not hurt even if it hurts." On this foreign land, Jiang Anyi's hidden demonic side broke out without any scruples on the battlefield, unrestrained and unruly.

Rona spat lightly, covered her clothes for Jiang Anyi, and told her softly: "Don't take risks, take care of me." The last four words were low on Ruoyi, and Rona's face was blushing Ruoxia. Neither of them realized that the conversation was in Zheng Yu.

Someone from the caravan sent a shield and a spear. This round shield was different from the Dazheng square shield. Jiang Anyi curiously picked up a round shield and held it. The shield was light, with a diameter of about the same as the forearm, and it was very flexible to wave. The surface of the shield was covered with cowhide, and there was a brass metal round arch protrusion in the center of the shield, which was a bit like a door nail on the door of an official's house. There was a half-foot-long spike embedded on the door nail, which was thought to be used to defend against the enemy.

Seeing Jiang Anyi fiddling with the shield clumsyly, Rona laughed "puffed" like a flower blooming. She took the shield from Jiang Anyi and demonstrated two moves. Jiang Anyi's comprehension was strong enough, with the shield in his left hand and the gun in his right hand, and he was already dancing as if he was decent.

The horse team had already rushed to the entrance, and Langluo organized escorts to line up a human wall at the entrance, with spears like a forest, blocking the horse team's way forward.

Su Shi waved his long sword and shouted loudly: "Roar, rush forward, who dares to retreat and will not forgive me?"

The horse galloped towards the defense formation composed of shields and spears. The horse neighed and was pierced by the spears, and the knights on the horse were penetrated and formed into a blood gourd. However, the huge inertia was like a heavy hammer hitting the gun array. With a charge, the thin defense formation was rushed into a gap.

The war horses trampled along the gap, and the high horse's hooves stomped heavily on the guards. The shiny scimitar brought out blood, and the howling and neighing god of death in the sky was laughing loudly.

"Clog it, raise the spear high," Lang Luo shouted with all his might, trying to form a defense array behind the torn hole. He knew that only by curbing the charge of the war horses could the caravans have a glimmer of hope.

The scene of flesh and blood flying made Rona pale. Seeing that the horse thief was about to rush into the earthen castle, the black hood on the horse thief's face was particularly hideous in the fire. As a woman, you can imagine the fate of falling into these people. Rona looked at Jiang Anyi beside her in despair. Is the flowers going to be destroyed by the frost before they bloom?

Jiang Anyi did not notice Rona's fear. The hellish scene in front of him made his blood burn. Some people were born warriors. The iron and blood on the battlefield summoned him like a curse. Deep in his heart, the demons longed for fighting and the demons who longed for killing were completely aroused.

He smiled evilly at Rona, a bloodthirsty light flashed in Jiang Anyi's eyes, and a loud whistle, charcoal rushed from behind. Jiang Anyi rode his horse, left shield and right gun, and a kick on his toes. Charcoal's four legs suddenly accelerated, rushing forward like a whirlwind.

The spear easily pierced the belly of the horse blocking the road. Jiang Anyi slapped the knight on the back with a round shield with his left hand. The man screamed and flew up like a cloud and fog, hitting the other person next to him. He pulled out the spear, Jiang Anyi stumbled again, and another horse thief screamed and was knocked down.

Jiang Anyi was like a fierce tiger. At once, five horse thieves waved their scimitars to encircle Jiang Anyi. The scimitar shone with a cold light, holding it from top to bottom, and slashing heavily at Jiang Anyi's head. Jiang Anyi protected the round shield in his hand, and made several muffled sounds. Fortunately, the shield was not broken.

The horse ran past Jiang Anyi. Jiang Anyi poked out his spear with his right hand and swept the horse's hooves. With a crisp sound, the last horse's hind legs were swept by the gun, and the man and horse fell to the ground, smashing dust all over the ground.

Ignoring the knights rolling on the ground, Jiang Anyi urged Charcoal to kill horizontally towards the horse team, blocking left and right, and the horse thieves who met him were all dismissed. Jiang Anyi heard An Yong nagging about "For the general, you should watch the wind from all directions." He only realized that simple words contained the truth when fighting on the battlefield. Anyi realized that the accident happened anytime and anywhere on the battlefield. As soon as he gave a knife, a cold arrow flashed, and gently jumped up with charcoal to avoid the secret attack.

He excitedly mobilized the functions of his whole body, and his spiritual sense spread. Within ten feet of 10 feet, he was aware of the movement. Jiang Anyi was a little proud. It seemed that internal martial arts were the best for melee in battlefields. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Langluo set up another defense array. The speed of the horse thief's attack was blocked horizontally by Jiang Anyi, which slowed down a lot. The newly organized defense array pushed the horse thief outside.

Su Shi, who was twenty steps away, directed his subordinates to launch a tide-like attack. He used this tide tactic countless times to turn the charger's horse into a heavy hammer, knocking it over and over again. No matter how hard the defense is, it will be smashed into pieces under the heavy hammer.

Jiang Anyi was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep and storming out horizontally, and his subordinates retreated one after another. Su Shi pulled out his long sword to control the situation and remove unexpected factors. This was the leader's responsibility. Lu Cheng, the boy, kept charging forward and thinking that the leader was the leader's actions, but now he was not sure where he died.

Su Shi urged the horse to jump towards Jiang Anyi, with a long sword in his hand horizontally. With the help of the horse's stance, he had cut his opponent into two pieces with the long sword in his hand countless times.

This tall and majestic war horse appeared in Jiang Anyi's sight, and his running pace looked relaxed and agile. The sword in the hands of the people on the war horse was different from others, longer and brighter. The reflection of the blade was like a bright moon, clear and yellow, which seemed different.

The two horses were at the same time, Jiang Anyi was fully equipped with true energy, and a faint red light appeared on the body of the gun. The seemingly unintentional knife pushed over the horizontally. Jiang Anyi rolled the gun with a spear. The knife shook slightly on the gun, and then cut the true energy like a destruction, easily cut off the spear, and slashed under Jiang Anyi's ribs.

Jiang Anyi was shocked. What kind of knife is so sharp? After countless experiments, he concluded that the weapon that was filled with true energy was as tough as black iron. How could it be easily cut by this knife? However, in fact, the blade cut off Jiang Anyi's protective true energy again without any mercy. If he hadn't twisted his waist and dodged immediately, this knife would have cut Jiang Anyi's chest. The blade cut off his clothes and left a half-foot-long blood mark on Jiang Anyi's body. Fortunately, it was only half a minute of the flesh and was not seriously injured.

Blood and pain stimulated Jiang Anyi's excitement to wander around the edge of life and death. The hot blood slid from between his ribs. Jiang Anyi couldn't help but howl to the sky, like a lonely and injured wolf.

Su Shi was a little depressed that he did not cut Jiang Anyi down with one sword. As the chief guard of the Great Prince of Shasu, his sword technique was the dominant country. He seemed to push flatly, but combined his eyesight, hand strength and sharpness of the knife. According to his calculations, he cut the knife and went forward half a foot before cutting the gun, which could just cut half of the opponent's chest, and the tip of the knife passed through the heart, and the opponent would definitely die.

However, the opponent was extremely agile, inhale in time, twisted his waist sideways, and made seven inches of space backwards. The knife only gently stroked his skin, and it would be fine. If the knife was not slightly blocked when it was scratched on the gun, even if this person was a master, he would still have the soul of his own sword.

Almost at the same time, the two of them met each other from afar, and the hero was a hero, but there was never one hero, and the one who fell was just a stepping stone for the hero.

A horse thief next to him saw that Jiang Anyi was holding a half-spot in his hand, but still had no spear head. He wanted to take the opportunity to pick the leak and danced the scimitar to come to Jiang Anyi. The scimitar was raised too early, which was flawed; the angle of the scimitar was too straight, which was flawed; the front was heavy in front and light in the back, which was flawed. In Jiang Anyi's eyes, the enemy was flawed everywhere. This kind of scimitar was ignored and the gap between his chest and abdomen was wide open, which could cause his death at will.

The round shield in his left hand knocked out diagonally, and the scimitar slashed on the shield surface and slid to one side. Jiang Anyi explored the broken gun with his right hand, and used the broken gun to easily poke the dead body between his ribs. He used a slight force in his hand to lift the dead body high, raised it at Su Shi in a demonstration manner, and then took off the bow and arrow around his waist, throwing the body together with the broken gun to the ground.

Bastard, the angry burst out in Su Shi's eyes. This year, he said that he would kill this arrogant boy under the horse. Su Shi began to instigate the war horse and kill towards Jiang Anyi.

With a bow in my hand, I have it all over the world. Jiang Anyi developed a sense of pride that looked down on the world. Twenty steps away, Su Shi began to start, and these twenty steps were the place where he was buried.

Su Shi's eyes were very cold, and his opponent bent his bow and arrows to aim at him, trying to kill him from a distance. Su Shi sneered in secret. On the school ground, he was facing the successive shooting of ten archers. The scimitar in his hand flew like snowflakes, slashing the arrows. The hand holding the knife tightened, and a rough feeling came from his palm. Su Shi was full of confidence in the knife in his hand.

Twenty steps, there is only one chance to have an arrow. The bow is a good bow, and the arrow is a hard wood. Jiang Anyi squeezed it hard on the arrow shaft with his hand. He didn't recognize it. Under the heavy pressure of the true energy, it broke freely.

Such a short distance is completely within the range controlled by the sense of qi. Although it was the darkest time before dawn, with the help of the faint firelight, Jiang Anyi clearly saw a sarcastic smile on the corner of Su Shi's mouth, and his cold eyes were like staring at the prey to be slaughtered.
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