More than twenty miles north of the Han River, several players ran towards the woods not far away, followed by dozens of Mongolian light cavalry. These cavalry bent their bows and arrows from time to time to attack those players. These players turned their bodies from time to time and avoided feather arrows while running, but some players were always unlucky and were shot to death by feather arrows.

"Dear brothers, work harder, as long as we enter the woods, we will be safe!" One of the players looked at the woods not far away and encouraged loudly. The players behind heard the player's encouragement, then looked at the woods not far away, and couldn't help but ignite hope in their hearts. At that moment, they had a small amount of internal force and ran towards the woods.,

The Mongolian light cavalry behind obviously knew what the players were thinking, and of course they were unwilling to let the prey in front of them escape like this. They shouted loudly, and at the same time raised the horse whip in their hands and slapped the horse under their crotch, increasing their speed and chasing the players. When the horse speed increased, they immediately raised the longbow in their hands, bent their bows and shot them at the players!

Another player was shot while running away, and fell to the ground with a scream. After being stabbed by the Mongolian cavalry from behind, the screams came to an abrupt end. Although the remaining three players couldn't help but feel a chill when they heard the screams, no one looked back and ran towards the woods even harder.

With a few whistling sounds, several more feather arrows shot, and Yun Feiyang did not dodge. A feather arrow shot straight on his shoulder. He groaned and continued to run towards the woods. They could enter the woods in another fifty steps. Although it was not guaranteed to escape from the sky, at least they did not have to face the threat of such powerful feather arrows as Mongolian cavalry.

With a whoosh, a long arrow shot, and with a puff, it hit Yun Feiyang's right leg. Yun Feiyang staggered and then rushed to the ground. Yun Feiyang thought to himself that something was wrong, and he immediately got up and continued to run into the woods. However, the piercing pain from his right leg told him that he could no longer enter the woods in a short time. He looked up at the two players in front. They were already close to the woods, and they were only a few times different from entering the woods. Because of this delay, he was still thirty steps away from the woods. If it were ordinary thirty steps, he could easily reach them, but now the distance of these thirty steps almost indicates the distance between life and death.

Dada, the sound of horse hooves behind him suddenly approached. Yun Feiyang couldn't help but turn around and saw dozens of Mongolian light cavalry that were approaching during this period. The light cavalry in front was only about ten steps away from him. The cavalry was smiling on his face, and had already hung his longbow on his waist. He pulled out a scimitar with his backhand. Just when the horse approached him, he wanted to kill him with a scimitar.

Waiting for death was not Yun Feiyang's style. He immediately pulled out the sword in his hand and was about to fight to the death. However, the Mongolian cavalry clearly showed a sarcastic look in his eyes, as if he was mocking Yun Feiyang for being overestimated. Then he sat down and ran to Yun Feiyang quickly. A hint of fierceness and a hint of excitement appeared on his face. Then he wanted to bend down and use the scimitar in his hand to cut Yun Feiyang's neck open.

Suddenly, a look of disbelief suddenly appeared in his eyes full of cruelty and excitement. Then the scimitar in his hand fell to the ground, covering his throat with one hand, and then there was a full of fear in his eyes, and then a loud bang fell from the horse.

Yun Feiyang saw this incident with his own eyes. In despair, he looked at the cold and fierce luster flashing from the Mongolian cavalry's scimitar. It was the luster of death. He couldn't help feeling a sense of powerlessness. At this moment, a feather arrow flew over with a whoosh and shot straight into the throat of the Mongolian cavalry. The Mongolian cavalry then fell from the horse. Yun Feiyang immediately turned over and rolled aside to prevent the Mongolian cavalry from hitting him.

At this time, another Mongolian light cavalry rushed over, raised his scimitar and wanted to kill Yun Feiyang. At this time, another feather arrow shot over, hitting the Mongolian light cavalry's face. The Mongolian light cavalry screamed loudly, and then fell from the horse with his face covering. In a short while, he could not die anymore.

Yun Feiyang, who escaped from the sky, was shocked. Who is this? What a powerful archery technique. Could it be that the two players had already entered the woods and shot arrows to save him? He immediately turned around and looked in the direction of the woods. He only saw that the two players had just reached the edge of the woods, and then they flashed and entered the woods.

Not them? Is there anyone in the woods? Yun Feiyang suddenly had hope in his heart.

At this time, a sudden burst of admiration came from the woods: "Tsk tsk, Lao Wu, isn't it good? When did your archery skills reach the pinnacle? It actually put a pair of penetrations of the Mongolian cavalry with one arrow? It's amazing!" Accompanied by this admiration was a feather arrow, which shot another Mongolian cavalry under the horse with a whoosh.

There was no sound in the woods to answer the man's praise. When three feather arrows flew out from the woods to shoot the three light cavalry off their horses, a muffled voice sounded inside: "If I said that I was aiming at his war horse just now, but it hit his own throat, do you believe it..."

The person who spoke in the woods did not answer, but it was obvious that he was thundered by this sentence, because after the sentence was finished, the feather arrow shot from the woods suddenly turned off. A long arrow that had originally shot at the throat of a Mongolian light cavalry and shot it over, causing the Mongolian light cavalry to be killed and secretly called for blessing from the god of the grassland. However, before the prayer in his heart was over, he suddenly found a long arrow inserted into his chest, and then his eyes turned black and he knew nothing.

"I believe..." A sound of almost gritting teeth came from the woods, and then feather arrows shot out one by one, continuing to kill the Mongolian light cavalry who were still rushing up without fear of death.

When five Mongolian light cavalry were knocked down one after another, there were more feather arrows in the woods, from one at the beginning to two or three at one time. It was probably because the players who escaped into the woods took out their longbows and started shooting Mongolian light cavalry. However, except for one player who could almost kill a Mongolian light cavalry, the feather arrows shot by other players could hardly be seen. Several of them almost shot Yun Feiyang, which made Yun Feiyang sweat in his head. He thought to himself that the gods and Buddhas blessed those guys who were not accurate in archery to go and shoot themselves, otherwise it would be a pity that they had not died at the hands of Mongolian light cavalry, and it would be a pity that they would not die at the hands of their own people.

Although the player in the woods who had a relatively accurate archery attack almost killed a Mongolian light cavalry with one arrow, the Mongolian light cavalry had dozens of cavalry. If they shot one by one, it would take enough time for them to run to the front of the woods. Although Yun Feiyang also tried to move his foot towards the woods, his right leg was injured after all. He only advanced five or six steps during this period, and there were more than twenty steps away from the woods. The Mongolian light cavalry had already rushed up, and several of them even surpassed him and rushed straight into the woods.

These Mongolian light cavalry probably thought that if he was injured, he would definitely not be able to escape their palms, so they should deal with the people in the woods first. Compared to Yun Feiyang who fell to the ground and injured, the man in the woods was too threatening, and in just a moment he shot and killed eight of his brothers.

"Haha, if you don't go in heaven, if you don't have a way, hell will come to you, I'm worried about how to kill you all, but I didn't expect you to come to your door!" A loud laugh came from the woods, and then two people jumped out of the woods. As soon as they came out of the woods, they immediately stopped hesitating, both on the ground, and then they flew up, took out their weapons in the air, and rushed towards the Mongolian light cavalry that rushed towards the woods.

But when he heard two puffs, the two Mongolian light cavalry in front fell to the ground from their horses, one with a sword in his throat and the other with a head cut off. After these two men killed the two Mongolian light cavalry, they did not delay. On the horse, they jumped up again and rushed towards the remaining Mongolian light cavalry.

Suddenly, the man holding a sword in the air shook his hands at the place where Yun Feiyang was looking at the two of them showing their power. Before Yun Feiyang could figure out what he meant, he heard a whoosh, and then a muffled groan came from behind him, and then a loud noise was hit by a man. The man was wearing light armor in cowhide and tall, which only made Yun Feiyang hit him in pain. Yun Feiyang hurriedly opened the man and then looked at him closely, but when he saw that the man's eyes were wide open, he was already dead and could not die anymore. His throat was shot by a small dart, and blood was flowing out of his throat. Yun Feiyang was shocked. What a powerful dart, I guess this person was the one who was very accurate in shooting arrows in the woods. As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't help but look at the player who used the sword a few more times.

The battle comes quickly, but it ends quickly. The Mongolian light cavalry has good archery skills, but most of the kung fu in hand is simply chopping and assassination. They are not the opponents of the two players who roll and jump from time to time. Not long after, dozens of Mongolian cavalry were killed, only more than ten cavalry remained. The remaining Mongolian cavalry were not fools. When they saw that a few people were not opponents, they immediately turned their heads and wanted to escape. How could the two of them be so easy for them to escape?

Then he chased and soon eight Mongolian light cavalry died at the hands of the two, but six cavalrymen avoided the two. Seeing that they could not catch up, the player who used the sword inserted the knife into the scabbard with a clang, then took out a long bow and a quiver from the Qiankun Ring with his backhand. Then he twisted out a long arrow and quickly placed it on the long bow. Then he exhaled and pulled out the long bow. Then he let go and the feather arrow flew out with a whoosh.

With a sound of ah, a Mongolian light cavalry fell off the horse, and the long arrow shot him in the back. Then the man shot another arrow and shot another Mongolian light cavalry down. When he set up the third feather arrow, he glanced and cursed and put down the longbow. However, it turned out that the Mongolian cavalry had already run a long distance, and it was impossible for him to hit the target with this arrow.

"Okay, don't scold me anymore. Including the two just now, you killed nine Mongolian light cavalry with just a longbow. I'm a little jealous of you!" The man who used the sword said to the player who put away the longbow with a little depressed depression.

"If my arm strength wasn't enough, none of these guys could escape. I was so depressed!" The man put away his longbow and then came to Yun Feiyang with the player who used the sword.

Yun Feiyang immediately bowed to the two of them and said, "I am in the lower Yun Feiyang, thank you for your life-saving grace!"

"Haha, you're welcome, it's all players, no need to do this. Will it be a problem if you get two arrows in your way?" the player who used the sword asked with a smile.

"It's okay, thank you for your help, otherwise I'll die at the hands of the Mongolian light cavalry. I wonder if you can tell me your name, so I know who saved me! I'll repay you in the future!" Yun Feiyang bowed and said again.

"Haha, you really have integrated yourself into the world. My name is Xiao Hen!" The player with a knife on his waist smiled.

"I'm the next Wushuo!" Another player who used the sword smiled and said.

How could Wu Shuai and Xiao Hen be here? But it turned out that when these two men saw the Mongolian light cavalry appear, they immediately understood that the Mongolian army was preparing to encircle all over the place to attack the Eastern and Southern Army players. So they immediately started running away while the encirclement was not completely closed. As Xiao Hen, as the team leader, he vaguely knew that there was a forest in this place when he looked forward, so he ran towards this place. As a result, they found it. After getting rid of the tails of more than a dozen cavalrymen who were following him, the two rested in the woods. Unexpectedly,
Chapter completed!