The autumn is clear and the weather is slightly cool, but the afternoon sun shines on your body and makes people feel warm. Not long after leaving the camp, Han Zhenhan and others boarded the main road.

Before he could walk out, Shunzi looked shaking, staring at the road ahead, and said,

“A lot of people came ahead…”

Han Zhenhan, who was immediately closed his eyes and resting, looked around and saw Shunzi's words and did not see anyone, but out of trust in Shunzi, Han Zhenhan raised his hand and stopped the team.

"We should avoid someone in front of us first and don't cause unnecessary trouble."

After Han Zhenhan finished speaking, Han Zhenhan pulled the reins and walked towards the roadside. But there was no place to hide the loess and weeds around him. Han Zhenhan meant to let others go.

Just as he got off the road, Han Zhenhan also heard the messy steps, and it sounded quite a lot of people. Shunzi reminded the brothers behind him to prepare weapons and could not find them when the battle broke out.

Han Zhenhan smiled, feeling that Shunzi felt like they were full of soldiers. He wanted to tease Shunzi, but when the team from afar gradually made Han Zhenhan see clearly. The people who came opposite also saw dozens of Han Zhenhan resting on the roadside.

There were quite a few people coming from the opposite side, with more than a dozen mules and horses, followed by a team of nearly a hundred people, holding sticks, swords and guns. They all looked like they were fierce masters. The two teenagers took the lead in walking in front, both of whom were riding white horses.

There are also a few Taoist priests around me, carrying swords, wearing navy blue Taoist robes, with a bun on their heads, and following behind the two boys on horseback.

Han Zhenhan saw clearly the appearance of the visitor, and of course the opposite side also saw Han Zhenhan and others who had not dismounted.

"That person is the one who tied me up, his surname is Han!"

Han Zhenhan looked closely and saw that the two young men who were leading the way, one of them was Jin Baosheng, who had been tied up by him for several days. At this moment, he was pointing at himself and said viciously to the other young man beside him.

Jin Bao's temperament changed drastically. When he first met in the Moon Tower, he seemed to have changed his person at this moment. He lacked the youthful vigor and looked gloomy. He looked resentful. No wonder Han Zhenhan did not recognize him at first glance.

Another young man next to Jin Baosheng had an old face, but he gave people the feeling that he was just pretending to be mature. The young man obviously pretended to be calm and mature, which made people laugh.

Listening to Jin Baosheng's words, the other party was obviously here to seek revenge. Han Zhenhan couldn't help but feel solemn on his face.

"My brother said that you must kill the evil people today, and you can kill the main evil people. You can get a real dragon treasure pill..."

The other party shouted loudly, and even Han Zhenhan could hear it clearly. Han Zhenhan kicked his eyes. This kid was even more cruel than Jin Baosheng. Jin Baosheng just shouted and beat him. He dared to shout for killing him. And this kid would also incite morale, although he didn't know what the real dragon pill was.

Judging from the number of people and weapons, 99% of the fight will suffer. Han Zhenhan and the "old" boy opposite the side shouted almost at the same time.

"kill!"

"retreat!"

While shouting for killing, the young man had already drawn a snakeskin longbow from behind the horse. He used the bow to draw the arrow, and he completed it in one go. Han Zhenhan could almost see the arrow shot at him with his own light. This arrow was urgent and fast.

Shunzi saw that it was too late to come to rescue him. But the boy was the boy. The arrow shot at Han Zhenhan's head slid downwards because the bow was not pulled enough.

An arrow shot Han Zhenhan's butt on the buttocks of the arrow's head, and the horse was running in pain, causing the arrow to fuck behind the buttocks.

With a sad neigh, the faster the war horse ran, the faster the arrows flew, and the more painful it was, the more it ran. However, the direction of Han Zhenhan's war horse was not the direction of the camp.

It’s not that Han Zhenhan is unwilling to go back to the camp. Even though there are many brothers out there, there are at least three or four hundred people in the camp. Beating such a few gangsters is not like cutting melons and vegetables.

But no matter how Han Zhenhan pulled the reins, the painful horse refused to turn. He just took Han Zhenhan and ran farther and farther away.

Shunzi shouted "Retreat..." and followed Han Zhenhan in the direction.

Han Zhenhan cavalry were all the best Mongolian war horses seized from the Mongolian army. Of course, they were not comparable to ordinary Central Plains horses.

He hit Han Zhenhan's mount with one arrow. The mature boy couldn't hold back his face, so he stepped forward and rushed a few steps. He fired an arrow on the mount. Another arrow shot out.

This time his goal was Wanze, who was riding on the horse. When he heard the sound of the bowstring, Wanze came half of his talent and hid in a Mali. As a result, he didn't expect that he might not be able to hit the target if he didn't hide. He could dodge for a while but was hit by an arrow.

This made Wanze both shocked and angry, and there was a burning pain on his back. The sudden pain made Wanze subconsciously loosen the reins and lose his strength on his feet and directly lead to Rome to the end.

The brothers who were about to retreat according to the order saw Wanze fallen. One of the squad leaders shouted in a gong's voice.

"My sister-in-law fell off the horse... Go back to save her sister-in-law!"

The soldiers who had already run a hundred meters away were enough to hear the word "Sister-in-law's fall from a horse". Someone took the lead and some responded.

Dozens of warriors, like they were pulled back by rubber bands, rushed back in a turn. Melee combat is essentially different from group fights. It is not that high martial arts skills are good and fancy.

Twenty soldiers fought back and forth to five or eight people, and they were helped in groups of three or five. Although they did not have an advantage in weapons, they were rarely injured because of their tacit cooperation.

The group of people who charged and attacked were caught off guard and had no power to resist. This was the crushing force of momentum and cooperation. The young man didn't react at first, but when he saw that the person he brought was unable to withstand the person he had been beaten back, he was also anxious.

He thought that the person who fell into a horse with an arrow should have a good status, otherwise the group of people who had already run away would have turned back...

"Take that...man, let's go!"

As he spoke, he pulled the reins and turned his seated mount and turned his head, looking back at the people fighting on the spot. He shouted loudly...

Jin Baosheng was always following the boy, and the boy was following the Taoist priests until a big and thick man knocked the woman who was shot into the arrow and put her on the horse's back. He loosened the reins, clamped the horse's belly, and rode away first.
Chapter completed!