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Chapter 60
There is only the last twilight left in the sky.

Li Xia glanced at the surrounding situation as quickly as possible.

The trees beside the stream are sparse, it should be the edge of the forest.

There were four Mongols on the opposite bank. One was seriously injured and was resting on the edge of a boulder. The other, who was slightly injured, was also there, bandaging the wound with his shirtless arms, showing his long hair on his chest.

The man was well built, but with a lot of fat.Li Xia's first reaction when he saw it was "you should get fat", but he immediately realized that in this era, with the amount of fat reserves in other people's body, the probability of survival is much higher than his own.

Compared with this beautiful little sparrow beside him, there is nothing to say.

These thoughts were fleeting, and he quickly looked at the other two.

One is short and fat, the other is tall. They look tired, but they are not injured. They are drinking water by the river.

The four horses were grazing by the stream, very tired, one of them was foaming at the mouth, and seemed to be dying.

Mengren is very good at riding. If he ran his horse like this, he might have escaped the pursuers by a certain distance.

The stream is very shallow, they can jump over at any time...

All kinds of information came into mind in an instant, and then the roar sounded at the same time.

This is the reaction speed of the world champion, Li Xia thinks... this should be more proud of than being the son of a prince.

"Kill them!"

"Go! It's a Mongol!"

Zhang Wenjing listened to Li Xia's unquestionable order, she panicked, pulled the reins and turned around and left.

Running back to the woods, with the cover of the trees, he could no longer be easily shot by the blind man's arrows. Li Xia said again: "Quick, untie me, and I will pull you on the horse."

From the other side of the creek came the urgent shouting of the Mongols.

"Hada, Zhuo Ligetu, you guys chase after them on horseback!"

Zhang Wenjing couldn't understand Mongolian, but she could feel the murderous aura of persecution.

Although she was a delicate little girl, she was decisive at this moment, stopped, and without hesitation took out a dagger to cut off the shackles on Li Xia's body.

As soon as the rope fell to the ground, she looked up at Li Xia, and suddenly froze for a moment, as if she was terrified that he would leave her here alone.

As soon as the thought came up, a sense of panic emerged from her heart, and Zhang Wenjing felt chills all over her body.

The next moment, Li Xia grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the horseback.

Zhang Wenjing felt a little more at ease, her body was completely embraced by him...

Li Xia knew that his riding skills were not good enough to gallop through the woods, but Meng Ren could do it.

And his horse rested for two days. The Meng people had been hunted by the Zhang family for the past two days, and the horse was exhausted.

Running on the plains will narrow the gap in riding skills and magnify the advantages of horses' physical strength.

Li Xia quickly made up his mind, turned his horse's head, circled around and ran towards the stream again.

The two Mongolians quickly caught up, and the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.

However, a fine horse has rushed out of the woods, and its hooves stepped into a shallow stream, splashing water...

Li Xia lowered her body and overwhelmed Zhang Wenjing.

He estimated that the position where he rushed out of the forest was two hundred steps away from the two Mongols on the big rock, but he was still afraid of being shot by another arrow.

If he was shot again, he would definitely die.

Fortunately not.

He took a quick glance while galloping, and saw the big shirtless man standing up.

"Yang Shen?! You are Yang Shen? You will die in my hands! I shot you..."

Bayin had no more arrows, and he didn't expect Li Xia to dare to turn around, so he only had time to yell like this in a hurry.

Li Xia had already run away, and the horse's physical advantage was brought into play, opening the distance between the two sides again.

Two more riders galloped out of the forest and quickly chased after them.

……

It has been more than [-] years since the war between Mongolia, Jin, and Song Dynasty. Countless people died in the Central Plains, bones covered the fields, and there was no rooster crowing for thousands of miles.

Kublai Khan has been in the Central Plains for these years, that is to say, the population in the prefectures and counties has increased, and the countryside in most places is still barren.

The wilderness is desolate, and the vines are luxuriant, higher than the belly of a horse.

Counting and galloping.

For a long time, Li Xia failed to get rid of the Mongols.

The riding skills are far inferior to the opponent's, and the horse's physical strength is getting less and less, and it may not be able to run away if it continues to run; there are only two Mongolians behind it for the time being, and the other two have not yet come.

These judgments flashed through his mind, he suddenly reined in the horse, turned the horse's head, and picked up the long sword from his waist with his left hand...

"They stopped!"

Under the moonlight, Zhuoligetu, who was still riding his horse, squinted his eyes and saw the young couple standing on their horses.

"Kill the man first!"

Zhuo Ligetu let out a loud roar, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is the riding skills of the Mongolian people, and they can still catch up with the Han people on tired horses.

Zhuoligetu pulled out the scimitar from his waist and rushed over, more than 20 steps faster than Hada behind him.

As he charged closer and closer, Zhuoligetu's eyes were full of madness, he wanted to kill this man, he wanted this woman...

Li Xia raised a crossbow with his right hand.

There is a sound of "click", simple and neat.

Almost at the same time, with two sounds of "swish" and "puff", the crossbow arrows shot and nailed into Zhuoligetu's chest!
No matter how crazy you are, in front of the crossbow, life and death are just a matter of an instant...

"Zoligetu!" Hada roared.

"Tiger!"

With the sound of breaking wind, Li Xia abandoned the crossbow, hugged Zhang Wenjing and fell to the ground, rolling several times.

Their horses were frightened, let out a long cry, and ran away.

Hada slashed through the air, furious, and charged at them again with the scimitar in his hand.

Li Xia was still pressing on Zhang Wenjing, and stabbed out with a sword in his hand, hitting Hada's horse's belly.

"Beautiful!"

The tired horse whined, raised its front hooves, and threw Hada to the ground.

Li Xia quickly pushed away the limp figure on his body, and stabbed Hada with his sword.

The wound on his back was open and bleeding.

This sword also completely lost the swiftness of the past, and was avoided by Hada.

Hada hooked his feet and knocked him down to the ground.

Li Xia's back hurt from the fall, and the long sword fell from his hand.

"Wrestle with me?" Hada cursed angrily, and the knife slashed again, "Die!"

"Tiger!"

In the blink of an eye, Li Xia held Hada's hand and pushed it desperately, but the blade still pressed on his neck, cutting bloodstains...

The feeling of powerlessness from excessive blood loss, the fierce eyes of the opponent, the coldness on the neck... Li Xia found that this place is different from the arena. Here, if you lose once, you will die.

"what!"

He tried his best to push Hada's hand away, fighting until the last moment.

"Puff puff puff..."

Li Xia suddenly felt the strength in his hand loosen.

He pushed Hada away, and saw Zhang Wenjing squatting there holding a dagger, stabbing Hada in the back as if smashing medicine.

Her movements are very delicate, the range is very small, and it looks a little ridiculous.

But human life is too fragile, no matter how delicate the action is, it can kill.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Seeing Li Xia sitting up, Zhang Wenjing cried again. She threw away the dagger and threw herself into his arms, sobbing non-stop.

She was obviously terrified, and hugged Li Xia tightly, and tears soon soaked his front.

"Okay, it's just killing someone, the horse ran away, I'll go and pull back the crossbow first..."

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Li Xia stood up, and the first thing he did was to stab Hada on the ground again.

Because he didn't believe in Zhang Wenjing's methods.

Then, holding his sword, he walked towards the place where Zhuoligetu fell.

The people on the ground disappeared, leaving a bloodstain in the grass.

The Mongolian man who was hit by the crossbow was not dead yet, he was crawling on the ground with all four limbs.

Li Xia followed up step by step.

He was also very tired, and his footsteps were also dragging. He staggered over and stabbed down with his sword mercilessly.

"puff."

Li Xia squatted down, trying to turn over the corpse, but the crossbow arrow was in his chest, and he wanted to pull it out.

His back hurt so badly that he couldn't move for a while.

Turning around, Zhang Wenjing was following behind.

Li Xia said weakly: "Come on, move together..."

Suddenly, shouts in Mongolian sounded in the distance.

"Zoligetu! Hada! Did you kill them?"

The sound of hooves is getting closer...

(End of this chapter)