The small group of people who had just chased and killed Zhao Xingwen knew that there was no chance when he entered the city, and began to retreat without hesitation.
Mai Zhenjin originally wanted to send someone to pursue the team. After being stopped by Zhao Xingwen, he quickly ordered troops out of the city.
Zhao Xingwen turned his horse's head and wanted to keep up. Yin Guangbo worried and called out: "General Zhao."
Zhao Xingwen took a knife and slashed it back. The feather arrow on his shoulder broke in response to the sound. Only the arrow was inserted into his shoulder blade.
"It doesn't matter. You go back and free up the room." He turned back and grinned at Yin Guangbo. Then he hit his horse and ran after him.
At this time, the war at the foot of the mountain has been extremely fierce.
The mountain bandits who had come down took advantage and gradually crushed the private army.
Suddenly, the private army freed up most of its strength to suppress them, and the mountain bandits were overwhelmed.
They were less than a thousand people.
It was because Su Qian'an took 20000 people to confront the private army.
The private army only freed up a third of its strength against the mountain bandits.
But now, Su Qian'an's original 20000 people have been divided into two, but they have become a trapped army. Naturally, they can't only attack the private army wantonly.
The mountain bandits were forced to retreat, and Su Qian'an was caught in the middle, miserable.
The mountain bandits can still return to the mountain if they are not enemy. Su Qian'an has no way to retreat and has become a living meat film.
He was brave and could not defeat thousands with one. Now he was covered with blood and scars.
His knife swings more and more slowly and his physical strength is less and less.
At this time, the outer arrow team suddenly accelerated the pace of attack.
Originally I just wanted to kill them, but now I can't wait.
Su Qian'an guessed that Zhao Xingwen escaped safely, so the peripheral arrow team couldn't wait.
His guess was really good. The pursuit team reported that Zhao Xingwen had fled back to the ancient Anhui city, and the city army should arrive soon.
Therefore, the leader who led the order accelerated the pace of the attack.
Feather arrows holding crossbows and arrows began to shoot regardless of the enemy and ourselves.
The leader didn't even care about the life and death of the private army, and ordered him to die for indiscriminate attack.
With this death order, it is obvious that the number of people killed in battle has increased exponentially.
Su Qian'an looked at a crossbow and arrow coming towards his heart, but he didn't have three heads and six arms, so he waved a knife to cut it off.
In his mind, Su qianle, who had just recovered from his serious illness, wore a water blue dress and smiled as sweet as a flower.
At the gate of Su Yuan, at the beginning of summer when cicada leaves were smoking, he said solemnly and seriously to him, "from now on, you are my people, and I will protect you."
Bingwen's face that blew up Mao even appeared. Bingwen, who blew up Mao every time he called "lead him", was also his brother upstairs and downstairs
Su Qian'an closed his eyes.
He was very reluctant to leave.
But.
He really has no strength
Su Qian'an didn't shoot the arrow that didn't enter his heart. Instead, he heard a "Qiang" sound and a sound of Bian Zhao came to his ear.
"Close your eyes at this time and wait for the girl to kiss you?" Bian Zhao mentioned that he withdrew while fighting.
Su Qian'an found that Bian Zhao had just arrived in time and waved his sword to block the deadly arrow.
After being protected by Bian Zhao for a short time, he felt that his whole body slowed down again. With the happiness of the rest of his life, he grinned at him and said, "Why are you here?"
"You'll have hung up if I don't come." Bian Zhao stabbed his sword into the enemy's body, glanced back at him, and then said, "can it be done?"
Su Qian'an picked up a knife casually from the ground, leaned back to back with Bian Ding, opened his posture and said, "I'm a handsome eight foot man. What's wrong with me?"
Bian Ding heard the speech "Qi" and turned his mouth. He was half a head taller than him.
It's really deser.
"How about your highness?" Su Qian'an fought side by side with him, remembering Xiao Zimu.
"Your Highness, they retreated to the mountain. I just got away and wanted to ask you what's the matter." Bian Ding first calmed his heart. In fact, there was no need to ask the latter sentence. As soon as he saw the current situation, he knew that he was subdued again.
"Hold on, General Zhao should be coming soon." Before Su Qianan's voice fell, he heard the sound of neat and unified footsteps in the distance.
With Zhao Xingwen's sentence: "Qian an!"
The peripheral arrow team suddenly ended, broke up into parts, and scattered quietly in an instant.
Mai Zhenjin is trying to catch up. Those men and horses have already disappeared in the dark.
"Don't chase after me. First wipe out the private army at the foot of the mountain and keep the leader alive." Zhao Xingwen suffered a loss and became more and more cautious.
Mai Zhenjin took command and joined the battle with 20000 City troops.
Most of the private troops were killed by the arrow rain and crossbow array just now. They could not defeat the city garrison. They wanted to run up the mountain and were intercepted by the mountain bandits.
Mai Zhenjin took the city garrison and took them down at one fell swoop, but he caught several leaders alive.
But before Zhao Xingwen went to ask questions, several people bit the poison under their tongue and died instantly.
Zhao Xingwen was walking towards Su Qian'an and Bian Zhao. He frowned when he saw that all the people caught alive were dead.
"I'll go to the mountain and report to your highness first." Bian Zhao asked Zhao Xingwen for instructions.
"I'm going to apologize with you." Mai Zhenjin looked at the corpses everywhere. After all, it happened in the boundary of ancient Anhui. He also needed to explain.
Zhao Xingwen nodded to them and agreed. The city garrison was stationed at the foot of the mountain. They went up the mountain.
Zhao Xingwen turned back to ask Su Qian'an how his injury was, but there was no figure. After a careful look, he found that he squatted on the ground looking for pieces.
He was wearing a strong black suit. If he didn't move around, he would be drowned in the group of corpses.
"What are you looking for?" Zhao Xingwen saw that he was bleeding all over and didn't sit and rest on the spot. He didn't know what to do on the ground.
"My knife is missing." Su Qian'an wrinkled his face and turned over the place he had just passed.
"That's not a good knife. I'll find someone to customize one for you later." Zhao Xingwen naturally saw his knife and couldn't help laughing.
I don't know. I thought he had lost his love token.
"Oh, the point is not the knife, but the spike on the knife. The young master gave it to me." Su Qianan is still turning over one by one.
"Deler, let me help you find it. I forgot what color it is." Zhao Xingwen immediately squatted down and helped him turn one by one.
"Black." Su Qian'an replied without looking back.
Zhao Xingwen heard that it was black and his scalp was numb. He discussed with him and said.
"Where can I find it? I'll let you have another one at the beginning of summer."