Xiao Liu shouted loudly and rushed out immediately.

A sharp arrow made a sharp sound. When Xiaoliu saw it, it had already pierced the neck of a brother beside him who was joking with him a few moments ago. Blood flew out and splashed slowly on Xiaoliu's cheek.

Xiaoliu was stunned on the spot. At this moment, Uncle Wu shouted and flew over and pushed Xiaoliu. When Xiaoliu woke up, Uncle Wu had already fallen to the ground.

A Xirong warrior raised his saber and was about to chop it down. Xiao Liu cried and waved his long sword, and completely ignored the Xirong soldiers.

The warrior was startled, but when he saw Xiao Liu's messy sword skills, he laughed a few times. After several moves, Xiao Liu was in a mess. If he hadn't been afraid of death, he would have fallen down.

Wu Bo squirmed his lips and wanted to tell Xiao Liu to run quickly, but he couldn't make any sound. Gradually, Wu Bo's gaze became blurry, and Xiao Liu's shadow became fainter and weaker.

Suddenly, Uncle Wu opened his eyes hard and tried his best to see it. It was also a sharp arrow. This time, it accurately pierced the chest of the Western Rong warrior, and a cheerful cry came from beside him: "Reinforcements have arrived!"

Uncle Wu smiled and wanted to reach out to hold Xiao Liu who was rushing towards him, but his eyelids became heavier and he couldn't see anything in the end.

Xiaoliu cried and cried onto Wu Bo's body, shaking Wu Bo's body, trying to wake Wu Bo's body, ignoring the Xirong cavalry who had turned back.

When the two Western Rong warriors saw Xiao Liu crying, they quickly covered him and slashed his sword.

Seeing that Xiao Liu was about to die, a long black stick suddenly stretched out from the side, blocking Xiao Liu's head. The knife fell on the stick and stirred up a few sparks, but the stick had not moved at all.

As soon as the blade bounced up, the long stick swept across. Two Western Rong warriors hurriedly returned to the knife frame. Unexpectedly, the stick was heavy, and even the person and the knife were smashed away. They fell back and couldn't get up even if they lay on the ground for a long time.

A strong man like a giant tower stood beside Xiaoliu, holding an iron stick as thick as an arm in his hand, glanced at the battlefield, picked up a long knife at his feet and stuffed it into Xiaoliu's arms, and said in a urn: "Little brother, be careful and hide behind me."

"I won't hide!" Xiao Liu stood up, wiped his tears, grabbed the long knife in his hand, and said ruthlessly: "I want to kill all these animals."

The heart-wrenching roar made the giant man stunned, and then he laughed and said, "Okay, then you follow me." After saying that, he walked towards the Xirong people with great strides, like a huge rock. When the Xirong soldiers who met the big man all flew out, one by one, and one stick, they broke out a bloody path in the huge wave, which was the Wu Tower.

Xiao Liu and a group of Mu Tianlang soldiers followed closely behind and rushed towards the Xirong tribes.

The battle situation suddenly reversed. Mu Tianlang's flag was raised on the hillsides of the southeast and northwest of Xingfeng Valley, and rustled in the wind. Under the battle flag, countless Mu Tianlang soldiers rushed out, moving like rocks, but quietly jumped to the center of the valley, and joined the Mu Tianlang soldiers who transported food and grass to fight with the Western Rong warriors.

Ning'erfeng's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Each division follows the order, throws away money and grain, and rushes out of the valley. Explorer, hurry!"

A deputy general beside him said in surprise: "Master, it's just a little reinforcements from Da Gan. If you kill them, we have finally snatched the money and food. What else can we leave for them?"

Ningerfeng shouted angrily: "Silly! Have you ever seen reinforcements coming over the mountain?"

The deputy general's face changed and he understood. Just as he was about to speak, the scouts in the army came urgently: "Master, there are heavy cavalry from Da Gan from the southwest exit, and Da Gan's army rushed in in the middle, southeast and northwest of the valley. Look at the flags, the Zhonglei and the infantry battalions."

"How is the situation in the Northeast Valley?" Ningerfeng asked anxiously.

"Report to the Grandmaster, there is no movement."

Ningerfeng took a deep breath and said in surprise: "What!?"

The scout took a gift and hurried away. Ning'erfeng's face was gloomy and sunny. Several deputy generals beside him also realized the situation was urgent, and hurriedly shouted that the soldiers under his command gathered quickly.

A deputy general shouted anxiously: "Master, in the valley, we cannot defeat the heavy cavalry of Da Gan, so we will rush to the mouth of the northeast valley."

Ningerfeng's cheeks twitched a few times, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Get together their respective troops and retreat to the northeast entrance of the valley."

Several deputy generals left, shouting loudly to put down their money and food, and quickly withdrew their troops.

The Western Rong army was surrounding the money, grain, horses and carriages, and some even opened the boxes of money and snatched them up. In this way, the general shouted loudly and gathered the troops. In the delay, the cavalry camp had already contacted the Western Rong cavalry.

Shi Chong took the lead and led more than 10,000 cavalrymen to the extreme, destroying the hasty defense line formed by the Western Rong cavalry.

The Western Rong army was still in chaos, but the marches in the past came and went like the wind, and few of the Great Gansu army could catch up with them. Although they were ambushed at this time, there were still many Western Rong cavalry who were not concerned about it and were still rushing to rob.

Ning'erfeng was furious and urged his horse to go over. He killed three or four soldiers who did not obey the orders before controlling the chaos. He formed a formation in three or five to barely resist Shi Chong's cavalry camp. However, under the repeated attacks of heavy cavalry, he was already in danger.

Ning'er Peak quickly displayed its commander's flag, and the army began to move northeast, but the chariots and horses in the queue became a drag. The formation could not be formed. The Western Rong cavalry had no choice but to push the carriage to both sides of the road, resisted the bows and arrows of the infantry on both sides, and bent over and rushed towards the entrance of the northeast valley.

Seeing that there were another five hundred steps to rush out of Xingfeng Valley, suddenly, the rain of arrows fell from the sky on both sides of the valley entrance. The Western Rong cavalry and war horses that rushed in front were all shot down. The remaining Western Rong tribes hurriedly stopped the war horses and retreated beyond the range of the bow and arrows.

Ning'erfeng's face turned blue and white, and he shouted wildly: "Liu Ce, I will ask you to pay for your blood debts." The voice spread from afar and echoed in the valley.

Xingfeng Valley, southeastern hillside.

Thousands of cavalry stood tremblingly behind the Mu Tianlang Central Army's flag. Four people stood in front, namely Li Luo, Liu Ce, Hu Cha Dongchan and Chi Li. Hearing the roar from afar, Liu Ce laughed and said, "General, this Ning'erfeng seems to be unable to rest even when he dies."

Li Luo smiled slightly, but did not respond.

Chi Liben came from Liu Ce's account and was half a teacher and half a friend with Liu Ce. He was not very restrained. Seeing this, he joked: "General, you have to be careful. In the future, Ning'er Peak will think of you every day."
Chapter completed!