The 100th chapter of the first volume of "Old Friend Returns" can be considered completed.

Style: Historical Author: Muhua five colorsWords: 3226Update Time: 24/01/12 05:43:39
With the obstruction of the garrison troops such as Xu Xiangli and Yao Yao, and the effectiveness of Ruanjin San, the Turks had no time to pursue Han Changmu for a while, and started fighting with Xu Xiangli and others.

Zhu Rong stood on the garrison, holding the improved telescope. He saw Han Changmu's figure in the mirror, which had become extremely small and almost invisible. He snatched the drumstick from the garrison's hand and knocked it hard. Hit the side.

It was a clear and sharp gong sound, a very penetrating sound that resounded throughout the entire battle.

Ming Jin retreated his troops. This voice urged the soldiers who were not afraid of death to return to the Fifth Beacon as soon as possible.

Xu Xiangli turned the horse's head and shouted sharply: "Back off, back off, fast back."

His voice was urgent and loud, and it spread across the battlefield in an instant.

The garrison soldiers who were fighting in a stalemate reacted quickly, turned their horses very neatly, and rushed towards the fifth beacon without any hesitation.

The Turks were in hot pursuit, and because they were wary of accidentally injuring the man who carried the secret of the crossbow, they did not dare to use the crossbow easily, which gave the garrison a chance to breathe.

Xu Xiangli single-handedly whizzed through the pursuing Turks.

Some of the Turks seemed to have recognized Xu Xiangli and knew that he was the garrison officer of the Fifth Beacon. Most of them gave up chasing the garrison and instead surrounded Xu Xiangli.

Xu Xiangli's pressure increased suddenly, and the Turks around him fell one by one, and another group was quickly added. If he continued to fight like this, sooner or later, his physical strength would be exhausted, and he would no longer be able to fight back.

He was anxious and wanted to break out of the siege of the Turks.

Yao Yao took the lead and saw that the fort was right in front of her, but she realized something was wrong. Looking back, she saw that Xu Xiangli was trapped among the Turks and was unable to escape for a moment.

"Lao Gu, take the people back." She shouted calmly and turned the horse's head without hesitation.

Gu Chen sighed, and when he saw her purse her lips tightly and look resolute, he didn't say anything more and led the garrison to run wildly.

After fighting like a wheel with the Turkic iron for an hour, Xu Xiangli was already exhausted, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

He had just lifted a Turk off his horse, and the Turks who had worked together to surround him suddenly became panicked.

He raised his eyes and saw a crimson figure galloping towards him on horseback. There was no big movement in his hands, just a glimmer of light that swept wildly among the Turks.

The Turks howled and fell off their horses.

The surrounding circle was suddenly broken open by this glimmer of light.

Most of the garrison troops rushed to the fort gate. After the fort gate opened wide, Gu Chen looked back and shouted at the top of his lungs: "A Yao, retreat, retreat."

Xu Xiangli had also broken out of the encirclement and was rushing back together with Yao Yao.

However, they escorted Han Changmu too far, so far that they had penetrated deeply into the Turkic cavalry, and so far that they were already far away from the Fifth Beacon.

The Turkic cavalry behind him came like a tide, and they refused to let go.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind them, and the wind hit their backs heavily. The two of them breathed hard, and they quickly lowered their bodies, clinging tightly to the horse's back, clamping the horse's belly tightly, and urging the horse to gallop.

The crossbow arrows were like rain, grazing the backs of the two men and shooting empty.

A crossbow arrow pierced the horse's leg, and the horse under Xu Xiangli neighed, staggered forward, and fell to his knees.

Xu Xiangli suddenly fell off his horse.

The crossbow arrows arrived in an instant.

Xu Xiangli rolled on the spot and avoided most of the crossbow arrows, but one of them still pierced his leg deeply. His face turned pale in pain, and he reluctantly dragged his injured leg forward and crawled forward.

"Xu Shuguan." Yao Yao shouted, reined in his horse, stopped, turned his horse's head around without hesitation, and galloped away towards Xu Xiangli.

Xu Xiangli was covered in blood, and with a hoarse voice, he roared: "Go, go quickly, don't come back."

Yao Yao pursed his lips, urged his horse to gallop, and returned to Xu Xiangli's side.

She bent down on the horse, flicked her wrist, and a trace of translucent filament came out to hook Xu Xiangli's belt, took him onto the horse, and threw him in front of her.

The filament loosened Xu Xiangli's belt, and in an instant it was stretched and spinning in the rain of arrows.

There was only a jingling sound, and the chasing crossbow arrows fell to the ground.

Xu Xiangli's face turned pale, and he turned his head in surprise, staring at Yao Yao as if he was a ghost.

After such a delay, the Turks caught up and surrounded the two men again.

"Miss A Yao, let me down, and you can run away." Blood flowed out from Xu Xiangli's leg and dripped all over the ground. I don't know whether it was poison on the arrow or excessive blood loss. His leg He hung down weakly, his mind became confused, and his voice was low.

Yao Yao ignored Xu Xiangli and pursed his lips tightly. There was no trace of anxiety in his clear eyes.

He raised his arm slightly, and several long threads shot out from his sleeves. They stretched straight and swept through the Turks, making a hole.

Taking advantage of this moment, Yao Yao urged his horse to run wildly, while bending down and lying on Xu Xiangli's back, and whispered: "Watch your mouth and nose."

Xu Xiangli understood in an instant, and reluctantly raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose.

Yao Yao bit her lower lip lightly and said with difficulty: "Cover mine too."

Xu Xiangli was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly reached out and covered Yao Yao's face.

Yao Yao shook his free hand back fiercely.

There was a burst of yellow smoke all around.

The air seemed to stand still at this moment.

The sound of horse hooves, the cry of killing, and the sound of swords seemed to have stopped.

The filaments on Yao Yao's hands kept sweeping across.

Despite the help of Ruanjin Powder, the Turks still pounced on them in an endless stream.

Xu Xiangli understood that he could not do nothing.

He gathered his breath, flicked his wrist, and smashed out dozens of plum blossom darts.

There were screams coming one after another from the front.

The horse took the opportunity to dive forward and leap far away.

Xu Xiangli lay on the horse's back, his belly just pressing against the hard bulge of the saddle. The horse's violent ups and downs made his ribs hurt.

He was almost vomited by Ma Dian. This was the first time since he joined the army that he was almost vomited by Ma Dian.

He closed his eyes, it was so embarrassing. He flicked his wrist and smashed out several more plum blossom darts as if to vent his anger.

I secretly rejoiced that I didn't vomit, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing.

The reverberation of the rejoicing was still lingering in his heart. The horse leaped high into the air, knocked down a few crossbow arrows with its four hooves, and then fell down again.

The violent bumps shook all his internal organs out of place, and he was overcome with emotion. He frowned, and finally couldn't hold it back anymore, so he vomited it out with a "wow" sound.

Dots of vomit splashed on Yao Yao's leather boots. She looked down and curled her lips in disgust: "Guard Xu, are you feeling dizzy?"

Xu Xiangli closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be dead.

It's so embarrassing. How can I see anyone in the future? I won't be laughed at by this little girl for the rest of my life.

Yao Yao smiled lowly and held a flower in his hand.

The translucent filaments were like white snakes spitting messages, tearing apart into many fragments silently. Broken limbs and spurting blood sprinkled all over her body.

She also felt like vomiting.

It's so disgusting. This is the most disgusting killing since she saw blood.

While fending off the enemy, she ran wildly while secretly cursing.

Why did you want to learn such a disgusting hidden weapon in the first place? Why didn't you learn swordsmanship well?

Wearing white clothes and walking around the world with sword in hand, how cool and unrestrained it is.

Xu Xiangli held back his vomiting and poured out all his grievances on the Turks. The concealed weapons scattered like cold stars falling down were as sharp as the stars.

The muffled sound of the plum blossom dart piercing the flesh came one after another. Some people kept wailing, some fell off their horses, and others quickly made up for it.

Although Xu Xiangli and Yao Yao were fighting the enemy together for the first time, their cooperation was surprisingly tacit. They used both hard and soft tactics, and the attack was fierce. They opened a bloody path at the right time, which was the only and short way to escape.

Seeing that the garrison retreated to the Fifth Beacon, only Xu Xiangli and Yao Yao were still among the Turkic cavalry, Zhu Rong panicked, and the sound of ringing gold involuntarily became rapid and chaotic.

Meng Suige and Wang Xian, who were guarding the fort, also became anxious.

Yao Yao looks frail, but in fact she is determined and courageous. However, she is a girl after all. With so many Turkic cavalry surrounding her, if she does not break away from the battle as soon as possible, she may eventually be unable to handle it.

From the telescope, he saw a ball of blood rushing out of the yellow sand in the sky. It was as fast as the wind, its movements were deft and tricky, its strikes were accurate and ruthless, and it had a dash of chivalry.

It was Yao Yao and Xu Xiangli who were covered in blood, followed by a tail-like Turkic people.

Zhu Rong was overjoyed and shouted: "Quick, quick, attack with fire, attack with fire." He rushed down from the fort like a gust of wind, got on his horse, and rushed out of the fort gate.

The garrison troops on the fort were all well-trained, and upon receiving Zhu Rong's order, they calmly put sludge water on the arrow tips.

The crossbow arrow shot towards Yao Yao's side with hot and bright sparks.

The Shizhi water spread quickly on the ground, sparks flew everywhere, and a line of fire ignited with a pop.

Seeing the fire burning around Yao and Yao, the horses flinched again. Meng Suige and Wang Xian looked at each other, both a little worried.

Yao Yao did not hesitate and whipped up his horse.

The horse only flinched for a moment, then suddenly jumped up high, crossed the newly burned fire belt, landed firmly on the ground, and started galloping again.

Just after crossing the fire belt, Yao Yao threw a bag of things into the fire belt without any hesitation.

"Bang, bang," there were several loud sounds, and the fire exploded several times in succession. The fire burned violently with the help of the wind.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Rong was shocked and suspicious. He didn't expect that such a seemingly weak and beautiful girl could have such tricks. He didn't have time to think about it, so he just let out a long sigh of relief and urged his horse to meet her.

As Yao and Yao entered the fort, the gate was quickly closed.

Seeing that the pursuit was hopeless, the Turks did not dare to use crossbows, so they gave up attacking the fifth beacon and retreated one mile away from the beacon.

It wasn't until she entered the fort that Yao Yao noticed that her hands and feet were painful and hard, and her whole body was extremely stiff. She frowned slightly, tightened her grip on the reins, and moved with difficulty to dismount.

After entering the fort, Xu Xiangli's tense tone suddenly relaxed, and his whole body fell into a drowsiness in an instant.