There is only the last bit of afterglow left in the sky.
Li Xia glanced at the surrounding situation as quickly as possible.
There are sparse trees beside the stream, which is the edge of this forest.
There were four Mongolians on the other side. One was seriously injured and was resting next to a large rock. The other, who was slightly injured, was also there. He was bandaging his wounds with his arms bare, exposing his long hair on his chest.
This man has a strong body, but a lot of fat. Li Xia's first reaction after seeing it was "You should get some fat," but he immediately realized that in this era, based on his fat reserves, his survival probability is much higher than his own.
many.
Compared to this beautiful little sparrow beside me, there is nothing much to say.
These thoughts disappeared in a flash, and he quickly looked at the other two people.
One was short and fat, the other was tall. They looked tired, but neither of them were injured. They were drinking water by the river.
Four horses were lying down by the stream eating grass. They were very tired. One of them was foaming at the mouth and was about to die.
The Mongolians were very good at riding horses. If they ran their horses like this, they might have been able to escape their pursuers for some distance.
The stream is very shallow and they can jump over at any time...
All kinds of information came into his mind in an instant, and then the roar sounded at the same time.
This is the reaction speed of a world champion. Li Xia thinks... this should be more proud of than the status of the prince's children.
"Kill them!"
"Come on! It's the Mongols!"
When Zhang Wenjing heard Li Xia's unquestionable orders, she panicked, quickly pulled the reins and turned around to leave.
He ran back to the woods. With the cover of the trees, he was no longer easily hit by the enemy's arrows. Li Xia said again: "Quickly, untie me and I will pull you onto the horse."
From the other side of the stream came the urgent shouts of the Mongolians again.
"Hada, Zhuoligetu, you ride and chase after him!"
Zhang Wenjing couldn't understand Mongolian, but she could still feel the murderous intent that forced her.
Although she was a delicate little girl, she was decisive at this time. She stopped and took out a dagger to cut off Li Xia's bonds without hesitation.
As soon as the rope fell to the ground, she looked up at Li Xia and suddenly froze for a moment, as if she was extremely afraid that he would leave her here alone.
As soon as the thought came up, a feeling of panic emerged from her heart, and Zhang Wenjing felt a chill all over her body.
The next moment, Li Xia grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the horse's back.
Zhang Wenjing felt a little more at ease, and her whole body was surrounded by him...
Li Xia knew that his riding skills were not enough to gallop in the woods, but Meng Ren could do it.
His horses rested for two days. In the past two days, the Mongolian people had been being hunted by the Zhang family, and the horses were exhausted.
Running on the plains will narrow the gap in riding skills and magnify the horse's physical advantage.
Li Xia quickly made up his mind, turned the horse's head, circled around and ran towards the stream again.
The two Mongols quickly caught up, and the distance between the two sides quickly closed.
However, a horse has already rushed out of the woods, and its hooves stepped into the shallow stream, splashing water...
Li Xia lowered her body and pushed Zhang Wenjing down.
He estimated that the position where he rushed out of the woods was two hundred steps away from the two Mongolians on the big rock, but he was still afraid of being shot by another arrow.
If he is hit by an arrow again, he will definitely die.
Fortunately not.
He took a quick glance while running and saw the naked man standing up.
"Yang Shen?! Are you Yang Shen? You will die in my hands! I will shoot you..."
Bayin had no more arrows, and he didn't expect Li Xia to dare to turn around, so he only had time to yell like this in a hurry.
Li Xia had already run far away, and the horse's physical advantage came into play, widening the distance between the two sides again.
Two more riders ran out of the forest and chased after them quickly.
…
It has been more than fifty years since the war between Mongolia, Jin and Song Dynasty began. Countless people have died in the Central Plains, the fields are covered with white bones, and there is no rooster crow for thousands of miles.
In the years since Kublai Khan passed through the Central Plains, that is to say, the population within the prefectures and counties has increased, but the countryside in most places is still desolate.
The wilderness is desolate, with luxuriant vines and grass that are higher than the belly of a horse.
Several horses galloped wildly.
For a long time, Li Xia failed to get rid of the Mongols.
His riding skills are far inferior to his opponent's, and his horse's physical strength is getting less and less, so he may not be able to escape if he keeps running. There are only two Mongolians behind him, and the other two haven't come yet.
These judgments flashed through his mind quickly. He suddenly reined in his horse, turned its head, and picked up the long sword from his waist with his left hand...
"They stopped!"
Under the moonlight, Zhuoligetu, who was still galloping on his horse, squinted his eyes and saw the young man and woman standing on the horse like that.
"Kill the men first!"
Zhuo Ligetu roared, with a proud smile on his lips.
This is the riding skill of the Mongolian people. They can still catch up with the Han people on a tired horse.
Zhuoligetu took out the scimitar from his waist and rushed over, more than twenty steps faster than Hada behind him.
Rushing in and out, rushing in and out, Zhuoligetu's eyes were full of madness, he wanted to kill this man, he wanted to kill this woman...
Li Xia raised a crossbow in his right hand.
The sound of "click" is simple and neat.
Almost at the same time, there were two "swish" and "pop" sounds, and the crossbow arrow shot out and pierced Zhuoligetu's chest!
No matter how crazy you are, in front of Jinnu, life and death are only a matter of seconds...
"Zhuoligetu!" Hada yelled.
"Tiger!"
As the sound of breaking wind came, Li Xia abandoned the crossbow, hugged Zhang Wenjing and fell to the ground, rolling several times.
Their horses were frightened, howled loudly, and ran away.
Hada slashed the air with his sword and became furious. He rushed towards them again with his horse and slashed the sword in his hand again.
Li Xia was still pressing Zhang Wenjing, and he stabbed out a sword from his hand, hitting Hada's horse in the belly.
"咴lvlv!"
The tired horse whined, raised its front hooves, and knocked Hada to the ground.
Li Xia quickly pushed away the limp person on his body and stabbed Hada with his sword.
The wound on his back opened and blood flowed.
This sword also completely lost its previous swiftness and was avoided by Hada.
Hada hooked his foot and knocked him to the ground.
Li Xia suffered a pain on his back from the fall, and the sword fell from his hand.
"Wrestling with me?" Hada scolded angrily, slashing the knife again, "Die!"
"Tiger!"
In the flash of lightning, Li Xia held Hada's hand and pushed it with all his strength, but the blade still pressed against his neck, causing bleeding marks...
The feeling of powerlessness due to excessive blood loss, the ferocious look in his opponent's eyes, the coldness on his neck... Li Xia found that this place was different from the competition field. Here, if you lose once, you will die.
"ah!"
He struggled to push Hada's hand away and fought until the last moment.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
Li Xia suddenly felt the strength in his hands loosen.
He pushed Hada away and saw Zhang Wenjing squatting there with a dagger, stabbing Hada in the back as if pounding medicine.
Her movements are very delicate, with very small amplitude, which makes her look a bit ridiculous.
But human life is too fragile, and even the most delicate actions can kill people.
"woo woo woo woo……"
Seeing Li Xia sitting up, Zhang Wenjing cried again. She threw away the dagger, threw herself into his arms, and kept sobbing.
She was obviously frightened to the extreme. She hugged Li Xia tightly, and tears quickly soaked his front.
"Okay, just kill someone. The horse has run away. I'll go and pull the crossbow arrow back first..."
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Li Xia stood up, and the first thing he did was to stab Hada on the ground again.
Because he didn't believe in Zhang Wenjing's methods.
Then, he picked up his sword and walked towards the place where Zhuoligetu fell.
The people on the ground were gone, and a trail of blood remained on the grass.
The big Mongolian man who had shot the crossbow was not dead yet, and was crawling on the ground with all four limbs.
Li Xia followed step by step.
He was also very tired, and his steps were dragging. He staggered over and stabbed him with his sword mercilessly.
"puff."
Li Xia squatted down and wanted to turn over the corpse. The crossbow arrow was in his chest and he wanted to pull it out.
His back hurt so much that he couldn't move.
When I turned around, I saw Zhang Wenjing following behind me.
Li Xia said feebly: "Come, let's move together..."
Suddenly, shouts in Mongolian sounded in the distance.