"Da da da da!!!"

The sound of horse hooves seemed to be a storm, hitting the glass, violently violently.

Wu Nian and Wanyan Xian and the other cavalry quickly approached each other.

Although Wu Nian recovered from a serious illness, he was not weak. He took the lead in taking action. His arms, protected by the armor, suddenly became thicker and stabbed Wanyan Xian's chest with a spear.

Wanyan Xian frowned slightly. This guy was too imposing. Has he really recovered from a serious illness? Or had he recovered long ago and was secretly raising energy. Now is his heyday?

"Touch!" Wanyan Xian took the defensive stance, raised his sword upwards, intercepting Wu Nian's spear, and the weapons of both sides collided in the air.

At the same time, the two riders crossed.

"Kill!" Wu Nian held the horse spear in his right hand, pulled the reins in his left hand, quickly turned the horse's head, and roared violently, and once again rushed towards Wanyan Xian.

The same was true for Wanyan Xian, who rushed towards Wu Nian again.

"Kill!!!" Wu Nian was as powerful as a bear and tiger. He sat straight, as if standing on rotten silver stirrups. He raised his horse spear high, and his eyes were bright and lit, and he slashed from left to right.

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With a sound of "Touch!", Wanyan Xian still took the defensive stance, and once he shook the black iron sword in his hand, the two sides interlaced again.

After ten rounds like this, Wanyan seemed a little impatient.

This guy is indeed becoming more and more capable of fighting, and his martial arts has increased a lot from the last time he fought. But if this continues.

"Kill!!!" Wanyan Xian's waist sank, and the black iron sword was crossed around her waist, waving it hard, drawing a perfect arc, trying to cut off Wu Nian in the waist.

Wu Nian's eyes flashed with a deep expression on his face. Looking at the sharp blade coming towards him, he leaned back.

"Bump!!!" Wu Nian couldn't avoid it, and the horse spear in his hand "swayed" and landed on the ground, and the helmet also flew up and rolled down.

"Hell!!!" The bump of the helmet caused blood to flow out of Wu Nian's forehead. After stabilizing his body, he hugged the horse's neck with both hands and leaned on the horse's back, minimizing his own area as much as possible.

"Go away quickly and retreat to the valley." Wu Nian shouted, and his hands slowly touched the red battle bow behind the horse, and pulled out an arrow from the arrow pouch.

"If I could shoot Wanyan Xian here!!!" Wu Nian ran away with crazy thoughts flashing in his mind, and the brilliance in his eyes was amazingly bright.

The first time in the history of the Chu State was the shooting and killing of the 800-year-old general of the Mongol Yuan.

"drive!!!!"

When the Ten Cavalry saw that their general was defeated, they couldn't help but look shocked, but soon reacted, turned their horses' heads and rode their horses behind.

Not a blow either.

Anyway, none of the generals in the Liaodong generals are opponents of the Mongol Yuan Wanhu. Few people can even beat the Mongol Yuan Qianmai.

It is already outstanding that his own general can compete with Wanhu for so long.

Moreover, the general recovered from a serious illness.

"Hahahaha. So you're bluffing." Wanyan Xian laughed loudly, and finally figured out Wu Nian's details.

Bluffing paper tiger.

"Kill!!!" After turning around the horse's head, Wanyan Xian rode his horse with a big sword and chased Wu Nian.

He is confident that his horse is a top-notch horse after all, and his explosive power is very strong. Wu Nian's horse has average horsepower.

He had just observed it.

"Da da da da da!!!" The horse's hooves sounded crisply and rhythmically.

Wanyan Xian was chasing her happily, and suddenly she felt a big alarm in her heart. She felt like she was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and her hair was standing up one by one.

Wanyan Xian turned around subconsciously.

Wu Nian in front suddenly stood up, with a red war bow in his hand, and pulled the bow round. After aiming slightly, he let go of the bowstring.

There was a "dong".

"Swoosh!!!" The black arrow shot out like lightning and hit Wanyan Xian's neck.

With a "touch", Wanyan Xian's first turn action took effect, and the arrow hit Wanyan Xian's right shoulder.

The power of bows and arrows is different.

It looks the same bow, but the pulling force is actually completely different. The bow in Wu Nian's hand is the top pulling bow.

In Beishan Fort, he is the only one who can pull it away.

The level of armor-breaking is naturally different.

Wanyan Xian felt a pain in her shoulders, her face turned pale, and sweat as big as beans flowed out. The black iron sword in her right hand almost couldn't catch it and landed on the ground.

"Wow!" The blue veins on Wanyan Xian's forehead swelled up, and he pulled the reins with his left hand, turned his head and galloped towards his military formation.

"I didn't even shoot to death?!!!!" Wu Nian felt extremely regretful, and soon reacted, pulled out the steel knife from his waist, turned his horse's head, and rushed towards Wanyan Xian.

"Helping!!!" Wu Nian waved his right hand with a steel knife, lying on the horse's back, trying to minimize wind resistance, and the speed of the war horse was increased to the limit, but he still watched Wanyan Xian go further and further away

In the end, he could only stop the war horse with regret, turn over and get off the horse, pick up the helmet he left behind, then turn the horse's head and go into the valley.

Wu Nian's personal soldiers discovered the incident and immediately stopped the war horse and turned back to help. However, Wu Nian turned around again. They could only turn around again and galloped into the valley with Wu Nian.

"Wanyan Xian. You are lucky. I set up a formation ahead. Do you dare to attack?" Wu Nian turned around and laughed as she sped.

The laughter was extremely loud, echoing between the hills, as if it was rolling thunder.

After saying that, Wu Nian turned his neck and looked forward again, and swung forward with his back, disappearing between the trees and hills in the blink of an eye, as if it had never been before.

"General!!!"

The commander of the Monthly Emperor and the Mongol Warriors, seeing Wanyan Xian gets arrowed, were as if they were struck by lightning, and their souls are rising, but they quickly reacted and rushed forward.

"Nothing is wrong. Get ready for the golden sore medicine."

Although Wanyan Xian had never lost, it was common for injuries and bleeding on the battlefield. Although the pain was so painful that he was sweating, he was very calm and shouted.

Not long after, he rushed into the formation. He turned over and dismounted the horse, and immediately threw the black iron sword to the ground. He waved his hand at the personal soldiers who were approaching him, regardless of the arrow still stuck on his shoulders, and looked up and said, "Go up the hill."

After going up the hill, he ordered the soldiers to defend the battles. The archers opened their bows and ensured safety. Only then did Wanyan Xian let his personal soldiers come up, untied his armor for himself, and sat on the bench.

There was no doctor with him, so the commander of the thousand-man picked up the knife, burned the fire first, helped Wanyan Xian pick out the arrow, then applied the golden sore medicine and tied the cloth belt.

"This guy really wants to shoot me to death!" Wanyan sweated heavily, and soon wet her clothes. Her pair of tiger eyes looked at the hill ahead, and she couldn't help but feel scared.
Chapter completed!