Zhurou

Chapter 23 Overwhelming

Di Ren on the opposite side screamed, and reached out to grab the rope in front of him, but Yushuang didn't want Yushuang to pull hard, pulling the dart back suddenly.

The man suffered from pain and was brought forward, fell off the horse's back in an instant, hit the ground heavily, and was trampled by several rotating horses that he had been pulling, covering his eyes and holding his head on the ground in pain roll.

Zhao Mingzhi had already turned his horse back. Seeing this situation, he immediately let go of the reins, clamped the horse's belly tightly, and steered the horse forward, galloping from the side, and stepped on it directly.

Under the twenty iron hooves, after the man wailed several times, there was no more movement.

At this point there was only one pursuer left.

Yushuang retracted the rope dart, turned around and was about to do the same, but the remaining Di Ren had already moved away from the horse, dodging the dart tip that was attacking his face, and pulled Yushuang back with the momentum.

Yushuang rushed forward, but fortunately was blocked by the horse's neck.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Mingzhi hooked the horse's pedal with one foot and the saddle with his left hand. He lowered his body to the ground, grabbed the spear that Di Ren had dropped when he fell off the horse, and jumped back onto the horse's back.

The horse's hooves didn't stop, and she was only ten feet away from the person opposite, and she could even see the person's appearance clearly - a square face, deeply sunken eye sockets, a very high nose bridge, and hair knotted in the iron helmet on the top of the head.

The armor on his half body is polished brightly, and the helmet on his head is also carefully crafted. He has spread wings, a hood, and a helmet fringe that protrudes from the top. Not to mention the tall horse under his crotch, the mane is still thick and shiny, and the longbow in his hand is even bigger. Far from being comparable to ordinary bows and arrows.

Seeing that he missed the blow, the Di man simply threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, pulled out a long knife from the side of the horse's back, raised it high, and was about to chop down on Yushuang's head, which was close at hand.

But Yushuang's figure was unstable, and she held the horse's neck with both hands, making it difficult to dodge for a while.

Zhao Mingzhi was in a hurry, and couldn't wait any longer, so he threw the spear in his hand towards the opposite side.

The Di man raised his head when he heard the sound, but he didn't even have a chance to dodge. He blocked the big knife in his hand heavily, and with a "bang", he knocked the flying spear easily.

Zhao Mingzhi gasped.

Chasing and running on both sides, in fact, their strength has been greatly reduced. This person can still have such supernatural power, how can he stop him?
Fortunately, with this, Yushuang finally got a chance to breathe and straightened her waist hastily.

The Jijiao who followed also took a self-defense spear, rode his horse and stabbed at the Di man.

It was just that he stabbed him in front of the opponent, and he was clamped by the gun body under his armpit, and he did not know how to use the strength to pull it hard, and fell off the horse's back, screaming pitifully.

He was in his early thirties, he was in the prime of life, he was carefully selected from the army, and he was excellent in riding and archery. In front of this man, he only had a face-to-face meeting, and couldn't hold back a back and forth.

Zhao Mingzhi suddenly felt sad, but he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was afraid that the thought would be so deep that he would not even have the strength to resist, so he hurriedly turned his palms back and took out his own dagger.

When she clenched the handle of the dagger tightly, she finally settled down, but she turned to look at Yushuang beside her.

Yushuang's head was covered with sweat, and when she saw her looking over, she didn't care to pant, and said anxiously, "Your Highness, run!"

He pulled the horse and raised its hoof again, trying to get in front.

At this time, where can I escape?
Zhao Mingzhi ignored it, but asked in a low voice, "Where's your whip?"

Yushuang was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked down at her right waist.

Zhao Mingzhi followed her line of sight, and after confirming, he ordered: "Take the whip off his iron helmet."

Yushuang hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and finally listened to the order and raised her hooves to move forward. After only two steps, she untied the long iron whip around her waist, carefully slid it to the ground, and took advantage of the fact that the opposite side was rushing towards the other side. The kung fu of making up the gun was suddenly drawn out with a whip.

The man was lowering his head at this time, he heard the sound was wrong, this time he no longer dared to reach out to grab it, but bent down to hide.

Unexpectedly, Yushuang's whip made it feel like her own arm, the tail of the whip was stagnant in the air, turning around in mid-air, it happened to be wrapped around the top of the helmet of the Diren's iron helmet.

When Di Ren lowered his body to repair the gun, he sent back a boost at the right time, so that Yushuang smoothly lifted the iron helmet from the air and pulled it away from his head.

But Zhao Mingzhi looked for the right moment, let go of the saddle, and almost threw himself over.

She thought that with her own weight, she would be able to knock the opponent off the horse, but unexpectedly, the person was like molten iron being poured on the horse. She was hit hard by herself, but she shook slightly, and immediately reacted, stretched out her right hand and lifted her Shoulders squeezed.

In an instant, Zhao Mingzhi seemed to hear the sound of his bones being crushed.

She endured the pain and stabbed the dagger in her right hand towards the opponent's left eye, but the man stretched out his hand to block it.

Stumbling over like this, it all depends on the forward inertia of the horse. If one blow fails, it is no longer possible to take advantage of the momentum. Zhao Mingzhi knew something was wrong, but he had no weapons at hand. If you are bad, you will bite the other person's nose.

Although there was a huge gap between the strength and weakness of the two, she did not dare to completely ignore her force on her head and face, so she had to retreat.

At this moment, Yushuang had freed her hand, and quickly threw out the iron whip in her hand again, calling "Your Highness" urgently.

Zhao Mingzhi immediately turned his head away.

The iron whip hissed and wrapped around the Di man's neck several times in an instant.

The person sensed something was wrong, and stretched out his hand to pull again.

He was so powerful that he tore Yushuang off the horse as soon as he exerted all his strength.

Zhao Mingzhi hurried to grab the iron whip.

The speed of the horse was extremely fast, but the Di people were not affected at all, as if they were walking on flat ground, they were besieged by three people, but they still firmly held the upper hand.

Zhao Mingzhi felt chills in his heart, but he refused to give up. Enduring the pain in his left shoulder, he grabbed the hair of the horse under him and pulled it fiercely.

The horse suffered from pain, neighed, and raised its front hoofs high.

The Di man was finally brought down on his back.

Yushuang rushed over wildly, grabbed the half of Di Ren's thigh, pulled him off the horse, and smashed him to the ground.

Zhao Mingzhi pulled the horse and was about to step on him, but the horse seemed to have a spirituality, and it refused to dismount no matter what.

But at such a moment, a sound of horseshoes came from behind.

The three of them looked back at the same time, but it was the three cavalry di soldiers who were chasing after them with bows in their hands.

One person is already fatal, how can there be three more people?
When Zhao Mingzhi's death was approaching, he only had one thought - even if he died, he would have to be taken care of.

She turned around and picked up the dagger, and was about to stab that Di Ren's head and face, but was turned over by the opponent, and was almost overwhelmed. Seeing that the situation was not good, Yushuang also strangled the iron whip, pulling him backwards, only her strength was enough. Far inferior to that Di man, he was dragged back and staggered.

The three of them were not so much fighting as they were being suppressed by one side.

The Di man couldn't untie the iron whip around his neck, so he simply ignored it. Hearing the sound of horseshoes, he turned his head and saw the sound of his companion, but he laughed. Yushuang hit her on the head.

Yushuang fell down in response.

The closer the sound of the hoofbeats, the almost desperate.

Even though that Di Ren lost his weapon, he was not in a hurry, he clenched his palm into a fist, and punched Zhao Mingzhi.

Zhao Mingzhi clenched the dagger in his hand, turned his head to avoid the opponent's fist, and was thinking about how to survive, when in the corner of his eyes, he saw three fast horses chasing him, and one cavalry was inexplicably missing.

She froze for a moment, then looked again, and sure enough, one of the horses was the last one, and there was no one on the horse's back.

And following the slight sound of bowstrings in the distance, only two shots in succession were heard, and suddenly a long arrow pierced their chests from the chests of the other two cavalrymen.

All this happened very quickly, as soon as she realized it, she raised the dagger in her hand again, and was about to attack, but she heard a few horsemen galloping from afar, and a person sitting on a horse shouted loudly: "Wu that girl, get out of the way! "

Zhao Mingzhi's body was faster than his mind, and before he could distinguish clearly, he had already fallen back, and while he was panting, he saw a man riding a horse, holding a huge ax upside down.

She was still puzzled, but saw the person on the other side raised his hand and threw the huge ax forward.

The ax didn't know how much it weighed, and its momentum was like thunder, and it came straight to Di Ren's head opposite Zhao Mingzhi.

　It is estimated that it will be daytime for the update tomorrow morning, so I will adjust the schedule by the way, so don't wait.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)