Suddenly, a terrible bull's horn sounded on the grassland. Li Hong has a special affection for this low horn sound. He has listened to it every day since he can remember, and he feels that this trumpet is desolate and imposing, and can relax people's impetuous and nervous mood. He liked to listen to it, and he liked to blow it himself, but now the sound of the trumpet was unusually uncomfortable in his ears. They were discovered by the pursuers.

Murong Feng held the spear in his hand and shouted: "Kill!" ”

More than thirty cavalrymen immediately let out a roar before the battle, each holding a weapon, with Murong Feng as the central arrow, lined up, and greeted the pursuers who vaguely appeared in the field of vision.

The two sides are getting closer and closer, and when they are about one hundred and fifty paces apart, (one step in the Han Dynasty is about one meter four in today's way.) Li Hong heard a loud horn sound from the middle. The iron wolf on his left shouted, "Get on the arrow!" ”

Li Hong was very nervous and a little hurried, after all, in his memory of just a few months, this was the first time he had fought face-to-face with the enemy, and it was a life-and-death fight.

The effect of Iron Wolf's usual training was evident at this time. After Li Hong experienced a moment of nervousness, his hand holding the bow immediately stabilized. He firmly clamped the horse's belly with his legs, (in the Han Dynasty, stirrups did not appear) slightly sideways, the arrow was wound, and the bow was drawn in his right hand, aiming at his target, waiting to be fired at any time.

The horses were getting faster and faster, and the sound of the wind was all over their ears. Dense hooves of horses rose and fell rapidly on the grass, making a deafening roar.

The loud sound of the horn sounded again, and the two sides were about a hundred paces apart. The iron wolf let out a loud roar, which made Li Hong's whole body tremble, and a numb and swishing coolness swept through his whole body in an instant.

"Let it ......!"

......The roar of the arrows tearing through the air was cut through the air, and a dense cloud of arrows raised a beautiful arc in the air, shooting at the oncoming enemy from afar.

Murong Feng's people are all fierce generals who have experienced the battlefield, their martial arts are better than ordinary soldiers, and their arrows are also farther than ordinary soldiers, so Murong Feng ordered his subordinates to launch first and take the lead. Then the trumpets on the grassland sounded one after another, and the two sides fired three rounds of arrows back and forth, and both sides were wounded. Soon the distance between the two sides was only forty or fifty paces.

The iron wolf let out an earth-shattering roar again with the sound of his horn: "Kill it......"

In addition to the loud and dull crash of the galloping war horses crashing into each other, Li Hong's ears were the screams of soldiers on both sides, the tearing sound of spears piercing into flesh, and the sound of broken bones from war knives on his body. In an instant, Li Hong rushed out of the contact point, and in addition to the sound of the wind, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves in his ears.

Li Hong killed his second person since he had memory. It was a middle-aged strong man, and the spear that the man flew over was dodged by Li Hong lying on the belly of the horse, and then Li Hong's war knife quickly slashed through the man's chest and abdomen. Out of the corner of his eye, Li Hong saw the man fall under the horse. The blood on the sword was gently caressed by the cool breeze on the grassland, and it quickly coagulated, turning into a shocking purple-brown.

Li Hong strangled the reins of the horse and stopped the galloping war horse.

On the battlefield, whoever can launch a second attack in the shortest possible time will have an absolute head start. With the help of galloping horses, the weapons swung away rely on the inertia of speed, and the power is countless times greater. On the battlefield, if the war horse does not run in time, even a general may be hacked to death by a nobody who gallops with the help of a galloping horse.

Li Hong's riding skills were trained very well by the Iron Wolf. With the help of inertia, the war horse ran sideways and turned around, and immediately flew again.

The sound of fighting resounded through this green grassland.

The other party was a team of scout cavalry under Mu Ye, about twenty people, and the two of them were slaughtered by Murong Feng's gang of fierce soldiers. Murong Feng was injured by an arrow on his side, and Li Hong killed two people.

The cavalry who followed Murong Feng originally despised this Han boy with long hair. In their eyes, the Han people are weak and bulliable, if it weren't for the face of the iron wolf, and this kid could be regarded as saving Murong Feng, they would have spoken ill of him a long time ago, but now it's different. This tall and sturdy boy is very powerful, and he is good at archery, swordsmanship, and riding. The Xianbei people, like all Hu tribes, respect the brave and brave, and they can already accept Li Hong. Li Hong suddenly found that these people looked at him softly and kindly.

Li Hong dismounted to help collect weapons, and several people were looking for money to check the dead soldiers.

Murong Feng sat on his horse, looking at the gloomy sky in the distance, silently thinking about his thoughts.

When it was close to dusk, Ke Ju, a thousand-captain of the Tiger Tribe, led more than 200 people to chase after him from afar. Murong Feng and his subordinates were outnumbered and did not dare to stop the love battle, so they had to urge the horses to run violently.

A grove of trees appeared in the distance. Murong Feng waved his hand, and everyone understood, and they all turned their horses' heads and galloped away into the woods. Entering the woods, everyone dismounted and looked for a hiding place to prepare to block the enemy. Murong Feng ordered a wounded cavalryman to go out from the side woods and go to Bailuyuan, thirty miles away, to find the iron cavalry that had been ambushed there in advance to come to the rescue.

Ke Ju led his troops to chase them out of the woods, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately ordered everyone to quickly dismount and go into the woods to kill the enemy. More than 200 people against more than 30 people, no matter how powerful the enemy is, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape death in the end.

After walking into the woods, the familiar feeling in Li Hong's heart suddenly gushed out. This familiar feeling made him so confident that he even felt that he could dominate all life in this wood. He didn't think much of it, and quickly melted his body into the dense grass.

The soldiers of the Tiger Tribe were very careful, holding small shields, and advancing in a staggered manner.

Li Hong hid behind the tree and raised his hand without hesitation to shoot an arrow. A soldier fell in response, and the sharp arrows plunged deep into the opponent's throat, and then countless long arrows whistled towards Li Hong's hiding place. Immediately afterwards, Murong Feng's subordinates, who were hiding everywhere, shot a killing arrow at the enemy.

Li Hong found that his reflexes suddenly became sharper and his skills more vigorous. He quickly shifted a position after the long arrow went off the string, and then fired another arrow. An enemy soldier was shot in the forehead and fell on his back before he could scream. Li Hong jumped up and down, ran back and forth, and killed five enemy soldiers with arrows, and then he was very unfortunate to be intercepted by Ke Ju.

Ke Ju walked to the side of the line, keeping a firm eye on the Han slave with long hair. Xianbei people, regardless of men, women, and children, do not wear crowns and hats, are bald, and only keep their hair on the top of their heads, and the rest of their hair is shaved. The lock of hair on the top of the head is very long and draped behind the head, and the ancients called it "kun head". Probably the Hu people also did it deliberately for the sake of lightness, and it naturally became the custom of their own people after a long time. Now that Ke Ju is keeping an eye on Li Hong's long hair, Li Hong is very easy to recognize.

Li Hong roared, aiming at Ke Ju's head is a knife. A simple and clean knife, a powerful and heavy knife.

Ke Ju raised the big knife and struggled to seal the frame, and for a while sparks were scattered, and the sound of gold and iron resonating was deafening. Ke Ju's hands were shocked and numb, and he suddenly felt that the person in front of him had a lot of strength. Li Hongdao went sideways, and slashed along the long handle of Ke Ju's big knife to his left hand. Ke Ju screamed loudly, panicking. In order to save his left finger, he had to let go, but his chest and abdomen were immediately exposed in front of Li Hong's knife.

At this moment, someone suddenly raised a knife in Li Hong's back and attacked. Li Hong had no choice but to give up and continue to attack Ke Ju, and it was a knife to return it. The person who raided probably didn't expect Li Hong to have such gravity, and the knife in his hand was immediately crooked. Li Hong turned around and slapped the sneak attacker's neck, and the man screamed, his neck broke with a crack, and he fell to the ground.

Li Hong didn't look at it, and took advantage of a flying leg, kicking it on the waist of Ke Ju, who was dancing the big knife again. Ke Ju trembled in pain, and the big knife slashed to the ground crookedly. Li Hong then flew up, and kicked Ke Ju's neck with great speed with his right foot. Ke Ju flew into the air and slammed into a large tree, opening his mouth and spurting out a mouthful of blood. Ke Ju's eyes widened, and he looked at Li Hong in disbelief, and he died in an instant.

Several Tiger Tribe soldiers found out that Ke Ju had been knocked down and ran over to rescue him with a wild scream. Li Hong casually flew the long knife in his hand and killed one in the air. The man had a knife in his chest, blood splattered everywhere, and he ran a few steps tenaciously, and his momentum was amazing. Then Li Hong naturally took out an arrow from behind him, drew his bow and shot it extremely quickly, shooting the enemy who was only one step away from him through the throat. At the same time, Li Hong picked up a war knife that fell to the ground with his left foot, and slashed fiercely at the enemy who rushed up. At this time, more soldiers found Ke Ju on the ground, and they roared in anger and rushed up in a frenzy, intending to save their leader.

The more Li Hong hits, the more flexible he becomes, and without thinking about it, his hands and feet will instinctively react violently, and even a single elbow return can end a life. Li Hong fought heartily, without weapons, only with his hands and feet, and every place on his body that could be used could be used as weapons. He felt that although these big men in front of him had weapons in their hands and had all their strength, they all seemed to be extremely stupid and were not his opponents at all. In a very short period of time, Li Hong had already hacked two to death with a knife, kicked three to death while the enemy was not looking, and smashed one face.

At this moment, he heard a familiar voice screaming not far away: "Someone, someone......" It was the cry of the iron wolf.

There were too many enemies, and Murong Feng and his subordinates were at an absolute disadvantage except for taking advantage of the sneak attack when they just started. One person can resist six or seven enemy soldiers, except for masters with super martial arts, ordinary soldiers can't do it at all. Murong Feng's people were killed by the other party in a very short period of time.

Murong Feng himself was entangled by more than a dozen enemy soldiers. Although his martial arts are strong, he can't fight many people, and he has to always be on guard against someone on the other side to release cold arrows, so he was quickly stabbed. The iron wolf has been following him, helping Murong Feng with his divine shooting from time to time. When he saw that the big handsome was injured, he couldn't help but be anxious, and he didn't care whether he was exposed or not, he opened his throat and screamed.

Li Hong was fighting the enemy not far away, and when he heard it, he thought that the iron wolf was in danger, and hurriedly ran towards the place where the iron wolf shouted. Li Hong saw Murong Feng being slashed from afar, and immediately rushed forward like crazy, picking up the sword and chopping it. He had already killed red eyes, and the whole person was dizzy, making the knife like chopping wood, completely disorderly, but his killing like chopping wood did make people shudder.

Murong Feng's men quickly gathered from all directions, and they protected their commanders to fight their way out of the encirclement.

Encountering this group of outlaws who are not ferocious, the enemy is timid. Now their leader, Ke Ju, is dead, and the pursuers have lost their command, and the dragons are leaderless. Since there is no leader to supervise the war, no one wants to go up to die in vain. The pursuers then slowed down their pursuit, while the fleeing men ran faster and faster, and the distance between the two sides became farther and farther apart.

"You idiot, can you use your brains to kill people. Protect yourself first, and then kill people. The iron wolf scolded Li Hong, who was following behind him every step of the way. Li Hong was covered in blood, and even his long hair was bloody. He smiled innocently at the iron wolf, but his heart was very moved. He knew that Iron Wolf cared about himself.

"Laugh, laugh, know laugh. You idiot. ”