The thief became more and more fierce and kept striking.

Such an impact can be withstood, but the thieves behind are constantly firing arrows, making the soldiers of the convoy unable to defend themselves.

If there is a big battle, the spearmen and Mo Daomen in front will be wearing heavy armor, and the arrows will not be injured. But this time, it is a escort, so who will carry heavy armor?

Dozens of brothers have been dragged behind, and the accompanying doctors had no time to deal with them.

Lu Jin was all up, and with a horizontal knife, he killed a thief who rushed into the car formation. He turned around and shouted with blood on his face: "Go to fight!"

Can't stop it!

Wang Yun took a deep breath and "Does go!"

Wang Yun jumped into the cart and rushed down.

The swords were flying continuously, and the thieves around them fell down one after another.

This is bravery!

Under his leadership, the soldiers actually counterattacked.

The black-faced man sneered, "The last struggle, go up!"

More than twenty people were silent behind him, and Wen Ling stepped forward.

"kill!"

With just one knife, Wang Yun felt something was wrong.

The new thief looked cold and looked like a veteran, and he was skillful in swordsmanship and powerful.

After just a brief fight, Wang Yun was hit by a knife.

He twisted his body desperately and avoided a shot. But seeing that the more than 20 people formed a front arrow formation and attacked, he couldn't help but shouted in despair: "It's the elite of the aristocratic family!"

The black-faced man smiled and said, "Is he thinking about how many people can go out and go back to report the news? He thought of his delusion and surrounded them and killed them!"

Thieves flocked to the ground.

Da da da da da!

Da da da da da!

Da da da da da!

The sound of horse hooves comes from the right.

The black-faced man turned his head and looked, but here was a wide place and he couldn't see the road to the right.

The man next to him ran over and looked on tiptoe.

His movements froze.

At the corner ahead, a rider suddenly turned out.

The war horse is majestic, and the whole body is exerting force when turning, and the muscles are ignited...

The war horse gasped and looked up.

The knight on the horse's back raised his eyes.

The eyes were cold and then they smiled slightly.

The man fell to the ground.

The black-faced man smiled and said, "I'm going to stand firm."

He said as he walked forward.

Both sides of the fight stopped for a moment and looked to the side.

Knock!

The knight draws his sword!

The war horse rushed out.

Then a war horse rushed out at the turn behind him, and the knight on the horse was so majestic.

Someone was screaming, it was the sergeant of the convoy.

"It's Duke of Zhao!"

boom!

The atmosphere exploded in an instant.

"It's Duke of Zhao!"

The thieves lost their minds for a moment.

The black-faced man rushed forward and stared blankly at Jia Ping'an who was rushing towards him.

"Why did he come here?"

When Jia Ping'an destroyed the Khitan last time, he came back around the sea and was on the shore of Dengzhou.

So many of those soldiers had seen him.

"kill!"

The thieves rushed over frantically.

The road was not too wide, and Jia Ping'an rushed over, and the people kept falling down to both sides, as if they were shaking waves.

"Stop him!"

The black-faced man looked ashen, "Shoot, shoot arrows!"

Wang Yun shouted: "Hurry up, attack! The whole army attacks!"

The only remaining 100 soldiers rushed out and immediately disturbed the thieves.

The black-faced man stamped his feet, "Kill him!"

Jia Ping'an rode his horse towards him.

Behind him, Li Jingye led the others into the thief.

The black-faced man turned around and ran away.

He ran into the forest panting and looked back and saw that Jia Ping'an's war horse had easily followed in.

It was very pleasant to ride a horse in the sparse forest, and Jia Ping'an even saw the scenery when he had time.

"Come, please answer me!"

Two riders came out from the depths of the forest. This was the follower of the black-faced man, and his skills were the most important.

The black-faced man was ecstatic, "Kill him!"

Killing Jia Ping'an can make the emperor, especially the queen, feel heartbroken.

Moreover, Jia Ping'an was killed, and the next generation of the Tang Dynasty would be less handsome!

"Kill him!"

The black-faced man shouted wildly.

Jia Ping'an rushed forward.

Both sides fought against each other.

The other party slashed at Jia Ping'an's neck like lightning.

The black-faced man stopped and turned around, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth and said, "Die!"

clang!

Jia Ping'an blocked the knife, and the horizontal knife slid down, and Abao moved forward, and the horizontal knife pulled through the opponent's waist and ribs.

The second opponent, tiger roared and rushed over from the horse's back.

This time it can be said to be like an antelope hanging its horns, with no trace to be found, and people who are knowledgeable will have to kneel down.

The black-faced man laughed wildly.

Abao suddenly stood up, Jia Ping'an clamped the horse's belly and looked at the black-faced man with contempt.

The opponent is in the air, but the opponent suddenly becomes Abao.

Abao fell high...

Bang!

The man flew straight out as if he was hit by a galloping cart.

Jia Ping'an took the opportunity to get off the horse.

Behind him, the first opponent slowly fell off his horse at this moment, with a big hole in his chest and abdomen, blood pouring out, and his eyes lost its luster.

The second opponent fell in front of him, and his chest was deeply sunk, and he could only vent his breath but not intake.

Jia Ping'an stepped over this man.
To be continued...