The sound of horse hooves awakened Bai Song from his dream.
Outside, He Fangzhu shouted: "Get up quickly, the Turkic army is coming!"
Bai Song was startled, turned over, and when he walked out of the abandoned tent, he saw on the grassland only a few dozen meters away, a dark crowd of people and horses coming towards them.
Someone in the cavalry team walking in front seemed to have seen the three people outside the tent. A group of people immediately came out from the army and chased Bai Song.
The situation was urgent and there was no time to think too much. Bai Song got on his horse and looked at He Fangzhao and Zhang Shuyuan. They had already run away on the same horse.
There were about twenty Turkic soldiers in the rear, all riding fast horses, making a great noise, shouting something, and being extremely arrogant.
Although the Turkic army saw Bai Song, the Turkic warriors in the team obviously did not think of Bai Song's identity. The chasing team probably chased Bai Song back for questioning, and probably did not regard Bai Song and others as Han people.
Bai Song quickly caught up with the two people in front and said, "Three people and two horses can't go very fast. It won't be long before they catch up."
"Run first! Let them leave the main force. Just twenty of them, find an opportunity and kill them directly!"
He Fangzhao was full of heroism and did not pay attention to the pursuers from behind.
Bai Song was also a little eager to give it a try. He had been hiding all the way and had no chance to see He Fangzhao's skills. Today was just an eye-opener.
The three of them had an idea and ran forward without looking back.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the Turks from behind were about to catch up, and they were already hundreds of meters away from the large Turkic troops.
He Fangzhu suddenly stopped his horse and shouted: "Zhang Shuyuan, protect Brother Bai, and leave the people behind to me!"
After saying that, before Bai Song could react, He Fangzhu jumped off his horse, made a big spin in the air, and instantly drew his sword. The blade of the sword swept through the tender grass of the prairie, and swept down a few young leaves.
The young leaves did not fall to the ground, but seemed to be attracted by an invisible force, spinning around He Fangzhao in mid-air.
The next second, He Fangzhao touched the ground on his toes and let out a muffled groan. An invisible wave of air moved several pieces of tender grass, and instantly turned into an arrow from the string and shot towards the Turkic team more than ten meters away.
At the same time, He Fangshuo followed the tender grass in front and charged forward with his sword, closely following behind.
The Turkic troops at the rear did not react at all, but a few pieces of tender grass instantly tore several people's cheeks like steel knives. Even the horses' skins were torn open and they stopped moving forward in horror.
He Fangzhu suddenly rushed into the crowd of Turkic troops. He squatted down and swept down. No one was seen with the blade of his sword, but at least four horses had their hind hooves cut off. Several Turks in the crowd fell under their horses.
As soon as the Turk landed on the ground and before he could get up, the sword was already at his throat, and blood bloomed in the chaos.
Bai Song was dumbfounded and thought to himself, this is too outrageous, right?
Zhang Shuyuan looked at Bai Song's expression and smiled easily: "He Fangzhao's sword came from the Jianghu, and he is quite famous among the Jianghu in the Central Plains. If it were not to protect the young lady, he would not have thrown himself in. In the army. The swords of the rivers and lakes are no better than the swords of the battlefield. In this kind of small-scale fighting, how can one person stop a hundred people?"
While they were talking, the Turkic team had been destroyed by one man and one sword. People were falling on their backs everywhere, and some people had begun to flee in panic.
Bai Song was stunned and murmured: "Is there really a world here?"
"Yes! Why not? When it comes to fighting alone, the arena is where talents emerge in large numbers. There are too many capable people and strangers in the arena of the Central Plains, but few of these people are willing to be restrained by the court and will not participate in such a two-way war. During the war between the two countries. Although He Fangzhao was a soldier, he only protected the safety of the lady and never actually went to the battlefield. I was surprised that he could stay and deal with the Turks with Brother Bai, which shows his dialogue Brother’s respect.”
Bai Song didn't speak. The crowd in front had been killed by He Fangshu. Only three people fled in panic on horseback.
He Fangzhao did not chase them, but mounted a horse and drove it back to the two of them unhurriedly, saying: "Let's go."
He Fangzhu put away his sword coolly, then wiped the blood on his body, looked at Bai Song, and smiled.
"Brother He, you...you are too powerful!" Bai Song couldn't help but sigh. Before, he only knew that He Fangzhao was the most powerful among the group, but he never had the opportunity to see his performance.
When I saw him today, He Fangzhao's power far exceeded Bai Song's imagination. It was really indescribable.
He Fangzhu shook his head: "There are countless masters in the world, but my kung fu is not even among the top 100. The first warrior of the Turks is helpless with his copper ribs and iron bones. Why should Brother Bai admire him? Compared with those who are more powerful People are not worthy of mentioning at all.”
"And... is there anyone more powerful than the first Turkic warrior?"
Zhang Shuyuan smiled and patted Bai Song on the shoulder: "Of course, the rivers and lakes are just a pool of muddy water. No one can understand it. Even the current emperor dare not stir it up easily."
Bai Song rode Xiao Hei, looking at the layers of clouds on the grassland as he walked, his thoughts wandering.
If there really is a person in the world who is more powerful than Brother He and the first Turkic warrior, I am afraid that even if one day I really get a gun from space, I may not be able to solve all dangers. After all, relying on external forces to protect yourself is a temporary solution rather than a permanent solution.
"Brother Bai, what are you thinking about?" He Fangzhao asked.
"I was wondering...can I still practice martial arts now?"
"Practice martial arts?" He Fangzhao looked at Bai Song in surprise.
Zhang Shuyuan said with a smile: "Brother He, can't you see? Brother Bai was frightened by your skill just now, and he wants to become your disciple."
Bai Song nodded seriously, then looked at He Fangzhu seriously: "Am I okay?"
"You can start practicing martial arts at any time, it just depends on how far Brother Bai wants to practice?"
"I don't seek to be better than any Turkic warriors. I just need to be able to reach Brother He's level."
"Hahaha..." Zhang Shuyuan laughed loudly and slapped Bai Song hard, "Brother Bai, don't be fooled by He Fangzhao's modesty. This guy was a famous martial arts wizard in the world back then. He started practicing martial arts at the age of three. He practiced martial arts under the guidance of the general for twelve years and fought in the world for six years. He experienced life and death countless times. In the past two years, he returned to the general and was responsible for the safety of the young lady. I have been practicing martial arts for fourteen years, but my skills are not half as good as Brother He's, and my experience in facing the enemy in battle is even less. I probably won't be able to make ten moves against Brother He."
Bai Song felt disappointed for a while. It seemed that it would be a little difficult to practice martial arts.
He Fangzhao comforted him: "If we can return to the Tang Dynasty safely this time, when the war is calmed down, I will teach Brother Bai the family exercises for two years. Even if he cannot train to my level, at least I can help Mr. Bai to strengthen his body." The body should be more than enough to deal with some local ruffians."
"Can we only deal with local ruffians?" Bai Song sighed, what's the use of this training?
At this time, Zhang Shuyuan pointed into the distance and shouted: "Stop chatting, look over there, the Aji people and the Turkic army met."
