"Forget it, I don't fight women." Ma Xiaoke put away the Fengling Blade.
Zhai Ziyun came out to fight. Now that Ma Xiaoke is not fighting, Zhai Ziyun is anxious: "You, if you don't fight, I will order the whole army to attack."
Zhai Ziyun only had one banner of troops, so Ma Xiaoke didn't take it to heart at all: "My troops are far greater than yours. If we fight hard, you are no match."
She didn't expect to meet a scoundrel and didn't come out to fight. Zhai Ziyun was so anxious: "I don't care if you want it or not, just accept the move."
Zhai Ziyun moved her feet, and her figure was already five or six steps away. The arrow was quickly placed on the silver bow and shot towards Ma Xiaoke.
Ma Xiaoke's Feng Ling Blade was stuck on the ground. When he saw the flying arrow, he held the Feng Ling Blade with one hand and shot down Zhai Ziyun's arrow with a wave of his hand.
When Zhai Ziyun saw that one arrow missed Ma Xiaoke, she took out arrows from the quiver on her back with her right hand and shot at Ma Xiaoke.
Ma Xiaoke blocked more than a dozen arrows and found that Zhai Ziyun was not finished. He exerted force on his feet and passed through the flying arrows, arriving in front of Zhai Ziyun.
Seeing Ma Xiaoke rushing in front of her, Zhai Ziyun was shocked and hurriedly stepped back, shooting arrows forward in an attempt to block Ma Xiaoke's attack.
Ma Xiaoke didn't care about the flying arrows at all, and jumped up towards Zhai Ziyun. The Feng Ling Blade danced with his body, and the air flow brought down the flying arrows one by one, and faced Zhai Ziyun. Stab away.
Seeing Ma Xiaoke fall from the sky, Zhai Ziyun had no time to shoot an arrow, so she raised her fighting power and swung her silver bow to fight Ma Xiaoke.
Ma Xiaoke stabbed a few swords in the air, and suppressed Zhai Ziyun with his strength. After his feet landed, Feng Ling's blade danced up and down at Zhai Ziyun. The blow made Zhai Ziyun dizzy and unable to resist. He staggered and almost landed. , was grabbed by Ma Xiaoke and held in his arms.
"Hehehe, your fighting power is still far behind me."
Zhai Ziyun struggled a few times in Ma Xiaoke's arms, but failed to break free, and said angrily: "Let me go."
"Put it away, it's hard to catch it." Ma Xiaoke ignored Zhai Ziyun's struggle and directly took Zhai Ziyun back to his army.
Several battalion commanders in Zhai Ziyun's army panicked when they saw their commander being arrested.
"What should we do? Do we want the entire army to attack and save the young lady?"
"We can't attack. If they kill the lady directly, we will all be killed when we go back."
"Quickly, go back and report to the city lord."
Zhai Ziyun's army stayed put and only two or three soldiers ran towards Dula City.
Ma Xiaoke brought Zhai Ziyun back to the military camp, and Ning Tai and others were overjoyed.
"The young master captured Zhai Juguang's precious daughter in the first battle, and the city of Dula was destroyed without attack."
"Really?" Ma Xiaoke looked at the angry Zhai Ziyun and chuckled: "Go and tell the city lord that I have captured Zhai Ziyun and I want to marry her."
"What?" Ning Tai looked at Ma Xiaoke in confusion. Ma Heng introduced several women to Ma Xiaoke, but Ma Xiaoke didn't even look at them. He would marry a woman he captured today.
This happy event came so fast that Ning Tai couldn't react for a while. He clapped his hands and cheered for a long time, and said happily: "Okay, young master, I will write a letter to the city lord right away."
"What are you talking about?" Zhai Ziyun's face turned red, and she said angrily: "Shameless, wishful thinking, who wants to marry you?"
Seeing Zhai Ziyun's angry look, Ma Xiaoke smiled proudly at Zhai Ziyun, and said to the people around him: "Hurry and write to Zhai Juguang, my future father-in-law, saying that I will marry Zhai Ziyun tomorrow, right in the military camp. , invite his old man to come and attend the wedding together."
"Master, he won't come, will he?" Leng Shengyi next to him had a surprised expression.
"You don't care whether he comes or not. Why don't you tell him when you marry his daughter?"
"Yes, I'll go right away." Leng Shengyi wrote a letter and gave it to his soldiers to send to Dura City.
In Dula City, Zhai Juguang heard that his daughter had been arrested. He gathered all the troops in the city at the city gate and was about to leave the city to fight Ma Xiaoke.
"Report, City Lord, Ma Xiaoke sent someone to deliver a letter."
At this time, a letter was delivered. Zhai Juguang was so angry that he grabbed the letter and read it.
"Damn, shameless person, so shameless." Zhai Juguang angrily tore the letter into pieces and threw it on the ground.
Seeing Zhai Juguang's rage, the people around him didn't dare to say anything. They just lowered their heads and waited for Zhai Juguang's order.
Zhai Juguang walked back and forth anxiously, slowly turning from anger to sighing: "That's it, pass on the order, the whole army is on standby."
Ma Xiaoke sat in the tent, staring at Zhai Ziyun.
Zhai Ziyun glanced at Ma Xiaoke and said angrily: "Let me go if you can, and we'll fight again."
It is still difficult to marry by force. If Zhai Ziyun refuses to obey, there is nothing he can do. Ma Xiaoke said: "Okay, as long as you are willing, you can do anything, but there is only one condition. If I win, you will marry me."
There is no choice at this time. If you don’t agree, you will get married. If you agree, you will get married. Instead of disagreeing, it is better to agree and get another chance to compete: "Well, return the weapon to me immediately."
"What's the rush? Let's talk outside."
Ma Xiaoke took Zhai Ziyun out of the camp and ordered people to return the weapons to Zhai Ziyun amid various voices of disapproval from everyone.
Unexpectedly, Ma Xiaoke still had some courage and boldness. Zhai Ziyun looked at Ma Xiaoke with the weapon and said, "Come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhai Ziyun placed the arrow on the bowstring and shot an arrow at Ma Xiaoke.
When fighting against archers, you should generally approach the archers as quickly as possible, otherwise you will only get beaten.
Ma Xiaoke, however, just stood still and looked at the flying arrows. When he was approaching, the arrows flew past his chest on only one side of his body.
Zhai Ziyun knew that it would be useless to attack Ma Xiaoke with an arrow, so she simply grabbed the arrows one by one, wanting to shoot all the arrows in her body at Ma Xiaoke.
Ma Xiaoke dodged the arrows and turned around. He saw a bunch of arrows flying in front of him, like a net of arrows flying towards him in the air. There was no place to dodge.
"You really know how to play." Ma Xiaoke moved the corner of his mouth and said softly. His voice was so soft that the people around him couldn't hear it. The Feng Ling Blade danced in front of him with the sound, and the gathered energy formed a The vortex pushed forward as Ma Xiaoke's body moved.
Those flying arrows hit the vortex as if they were attracted by a powerful force. As the vortex rotated, they followed the vortex and approached Zhai Ziyun.
Zhai Ziyun could not withstand such a powerful fighting force. She kept stepping back, and the arrow in her hand was still attacking the whirlpool danced by Ma Xiaoke, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and was instantly absorbed.
Zhai Ziyun's back hit the tent, she stopped and grabbed her quiver with her hand. She found that there was no arrow in the quiver and stared blankly at the whirlpool in front of her.
The vortex slowly faded, and the adsorbed arrows were thrown to the side along with the direction of rotation.
