Xiaoyao Xiaojunhou

Chapter 630 I am dead

"what!"

Suddenly, Zhu Xiuyuan shouted and couldn't help but hug Yan Dashan's waist tightly.

But it turned out that Yan Dashan was riding on horseback, holding a spear in his hand, and suddenly passed the tip of the spear forward, killing a Yan army soldier.

Yan Dashan's "hand forward" movement caused his upper body to tilt to the side. Zhu Xiuyuan, who was holding his waist tightly, naturally also tilted...

At that moment, Zhu Xiuyuan had the illusion that he was about to fall.

He was startled and couldn't help shouting.

"Eunuch, are you alright?"

Yan Dashan held the tail of the spear in his hand and used his legs and feet on the horse's belly to draw back the spear with a whoosh, leaving a transparent hole in the body of the Yan army soldier.

At the same time, Yan Dashan also sat upright on the horse.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about me!"

Zhu Xiuyuan couldn't help but hug Yan Dashan even harder, to be careful not to let him do it again. Zhu Xiuyuan always felt that he would fall off his horse...

"Don't worry, my benefactor, my subordinates will definitely take my benefactor out and kill him!"

Yan Dashan's calm voice came from the front.

Without waiting for Zhu Xiuyuan's reply, Yan Dashan shouted "Ah", drew his gun and urged his horse to continue charging forward.

Zhu Xiuyuan stopped talking and hugged Yan Dashan's waist tightly with both hands, while shrinking into a ball as much as possible to reduce the risk of being shot.

The sky at this time was pitch black, without stars or moon.

However, the Yan Army camp behind him was filled with fire, shining for miles, as if a small sun was installed there.

Zhu Xiuyuan turned his head and looked back, and what he saw was indeed a large ball of fire soaring into the sky, like a volcano erupting, illuminating most of the dark night sky.

Under the dazzling firelight, the soldiers of the Divine Thunder Army, as well as the generals in the mansion, were fighting bloody battles with the Yan army in a life-and-death struggle!

The armor, spears, swords, and the blood sprayed freely seemed to be coated with a layer of blood red under the light of the fire.

Such a picture is really like hell on earth!

This scene left a deep impression on Zhu Xiuyuan.

The road ahead is not smooth either.

Because there were too many Yan troops, Zhu Xiuyuan and the others were soon surrounded again.

In the direction they were heading, as far as the eye could see, there was already a swarm of Yan troops.

Yan Dashan rushed forward, brandishing a long spear in his hand, forcibly killing a path of blood.

Also, a few miles ahead is the Yangtze River, which is not peaceful now.

Zhu Xiuyuan turned his head slightly and looked forward, and what he saw was a huge raging flame!
Needless to say, it must be the navy led by King Poyang that fought a decisive battle with the navy of the Yan army on the river.

Then they used the fire attack tactic.

Large ships in ancient times were made of wood. When they burned, the flames shot up into the sky and were like a moving mountain of flames on the river!
Moreover, there may be hundreds of such "flaming mountains"...

So the fire on the river actually faintly overshadowed the fire in the Yan Army camp behind him!

Zhu Xiuyuan raised his head slightly and looked forward over Yan Dashan's shoulder.

Under the dazzling firelight, all they saw were the helmets of Yan Jun and the armor on Yan Jun's body.

The armor plates reflected a faint light under the firelight, which looked particularly penetrating.

But that was nothing.

Zhu Xiuyuan's eyes, which were slightly higher than Yan Dashan's shoulders, suddenly widened, revealing a look of horror, as if he was extremely frightened.

It turned out that the officers and soldiers of the Yan army who were blocking the front were in a row, about ten people in number. They all moved in unison, and at the same time they raised their spears and stabbed at his and Yan Dashan's mounts.

The straight and strong barrel of the gun, as well as the sharp tip of the gun under the firelight, were stabbing with murderous intent under the thrusting movements of the Yan army soldiers.

It seems that the next moment he will be like entering the body of a war horse, and then he and Yan Dashan will land...

Clang clang!
Yan Dashan obviously didn't think so. He saw Yan Dashan wielding the spear in one hand and swiping it in front of the horse's head from left to right.

Sparks fly!

The clanging sound is harsh!
Dozens of stabbing spears were actually broken by Yan Dashan with one move, and all their spear heads were forcefully pushed aside by Yan Dashan.

The danger of the horse being shot and falling to the ground was immediately lifted!
But the matter was not over yet. He saw Yan Dashan twist his body, hold the tail of the spear with one hand, and gently flip the barrel, causing the head of the spear in front to rotate accordingly, and the sharp blade became level with the ground.

Perhaps because Yan Dashan controlled the gun very hard, the tip of the gun that was turned at an angle actually made a metallic trembling sound, which was very sharp!
Immediately afterwards, Yan Dashan waved his arm, and with a swish sound, the spear passed from right to left again, hitting the necks of dozens of Yan troops...

Under the dazzling firelight, dozens of Yan troops flew back together, blood spurting from their necks to the sky... Naturally, the screams of "ah" were inevitable.

In addition, there were shouts of killing, the clash of weapons, the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground, etc... Various sounds were combined into a "battle formation symphony".

Although Yan Dashan defeated dozens of Yan troops with one shot, there were too many Yan troops, and the next wave came up again.

That moment made Zhu Xiuyuan frightened, and he didn't dare to look at it anymore.

As a result, Zhu Xiuyuan's entire upper body became shorter, his eyes bulged, and he completely hid behind Yan Dashan.

Nayan Dashan was really busy, leaning forward for a while, leaning back for a while, leaning to the left for a while, and tilting to the right for a while...

Zhu Xiuyuan hugged his waist tightly, so he swayed with the swaying of the mountain. Zhu Xiuyuan felt like he was being tossed around, like a small boat in a storm, and he almost felt "seasick".

In addition, Yan Dashan's hands kept moving, moving into flight, and danced a spear out of the flower.

Yan Dashan's moves are like flying, like a machine that never tires. With one thrust, one thrust, one stroke, and one stroke of his spear, one or more than a dozen Yan Army soldiers will be harvested by him.

Zhu Xiuyuan knew that the reason why Yan Dashan, his family generals, and the soldiers of the Divine Thunder Army worked so hard, even risking their lives, was to protect him from escaping!
Zhu Xiuyuan was very moved.

It's a pity that he can't do much to help, so he can only hide behind Yan Dashan and feel scared.

He gritted his teeth and tensed his whole body, he only hoped that "this checkpoint" would pass quickly... the wind and rain were precarious.

Zhu Xiuyuan didn't know how long he gritted his teeth and persisted.

When he raised his head again and looked over Yan Dashan's shoulder, he found that there was no Yan army in front of him.

Yan Dashan held the reins in his hand, clapped his horse forward, and galloped towards the Yangtze River, which was blazing into the sky.

Zhu Xiuyuan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look behind him.

There are only about twenty riders left among the family generals and the Divine Thunder Army soldiers at the back!
The remaining hundreds of people fell on the road and were turned into hedgehogs by Yan Jun...

Further behind, there were more than [-] or [-] horsemen pursuing them. They pursued them closely, firing arrows as they chased back, killing the generals in front of them and the soldiers of the Divine Thunder Army.

Zhu Xiuyuan made up his mind. As long as there was no large force of Yan troops chasing them, they would basically be considered successful.

"Dashan, are you okay?"

Suddenly, Zhu Xiuyuan exclaimed because he found that Yan Dashan seemed to be seriously injured. His hands holding him tightly were covered in blood.

There were probably no less than ten bullet wounds, knife wounds, sword wounds, etc. all over Yan Dashan's body.

Snapped!
Yan Dashan reached out with one hand, grasped an arrow shaft inserted in his leg, and bent it with force. The arrow shaft broke, but the arrowhead was still embedded in the flesh.

"Don't worry, my benefactor, my subordinate is fine!"

Yan Dashan's voice was very calm, and he threw the arrow shaft out.

Zhu Xiuyuan was about to say a few words of comfort, but at this moment, there was a sudden thud, and Zhu Xiuyuan felt like someone stabbed him in the back with something from behind, with great force.

He screamed "Ah" and hit his head and face on the back of Yan Dashan in front of him.

"Emperor!"

Yan Dashan was shocked and turned his head around in panic, his face full of scratches full of horror.

"Ah! I was hit by an arrow and I'm dead!"

Zhu Xiuyuan yelled and trembled, he was frightened.

"Ah! I was hit by an arrow, it's over, I'm dead..."

"Don't panic, benefactor, this arrow just hit the armor's breastplate, benefactor, you are fine!"

Yan Dashan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was afraid of showing the expression of laughing at his benefactor, so he could only hold his face tightly.

Then he reached behind Zhu Xiuyuan with one hand and took out the arrow embedded in the gap in the armor.

"My lord, please see, this arrow has not penetrated the armor. My lord, are you okay?" Yan Dashan took the arrow and showed it to Zhu Xiuyuan.

"Hey... I was shocked!" Zhu Xiuyuan blushed, even panting heavily, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Fortunately, I have His Majesty's armor, otherwise I would be in trouble this time!"

Zhu Xiuyuan was so frightened that he stared at the arrow in Yan Dashan's hand, his eyes bulging. He still hugged Yan Dashan's waist tightly with both hands, and frowned fiercely: "Throw it away!"

Yan Dashan threw it away, then turned back and continued to urge the horse forward.

The Guabu Yan Army Camp is located on the north bank of the Yangtze River, on a high slope more than ten miles away.

Just now, Dashan had been fighting and running all the way. So far, they had finally escaped five or six miles away. If they needed another four or five miles, they would be able to reach the Yangtze River.

Kou Wanwan originally arranged for a boat to be on the riverside to help them cross the river and escape back to the capital.

But looking at it now, the navy of the Poyang King and the navy of the Yan Army are fighting on the river. I am afraid that the original arrangement has failed.

However, they always have to escape to the riverside before they can adapt to changes. If they can get help from Poyang Wang's navy, then they can escape completely.

"Master, Madam, and Miss Kou, I wonder how you are doing over there?"

Zhu Xiuyuan was lying behind Yan Dashan, riding on horseback, and was running forward. He couldn't help but turn his head and glance back, worried about the safety of Dong Shuzhen and the others.

The horses' hoofbeats sounded urgently, and Zhu Xiuyuan and the others seemed to run forward for another mile.

The battle situation on the river has been vaguely visible. Those tall warships and behemoths are floating on the river, with faint lights and smoke, accompanied by shouts of death. It is very strange and terrifying, like a mirage...

Seeing that he is about to escape.

But suddenly, something unexpected happened again.

Suddenly a woman in white came out from the side and struck the horse's head with a palm in the air. The horse couldn't bear it and fell to the side.

"Be careful, benefactor!"

At the critical moment, Yan Dashan shouted, turned around suddenly, and hugged Zhu Xiuyuan with both hands.

He pushed his legs and feet on the leaning horse again, and took Zhu Xiuyuan to fly out in advance to avoid being crushed by the horse.

"what!"

Zhu Xiuyuan screamed again and again, this feeling of weightlessness is really uncomfortable.

boom!
The two of them landed, but Yan Dashan made a cushion underneath, so that Xiuyuan would not fall too hard.

At the same time, the war horse rolled on the ground several times and then stopped motionless. It was obvious that it had died long ago.

"How are you doing, Dashan?"

Zhu Xiuyuan turned over, rolled to the side, then climbed up with difficulty to see Yan Dashan's condition.

"My dear, I'm fine!"

Yan Dashan's skin was rough and his flesh was thick, but he recovered after a slight pause, then jumped up, drew out his sword, and protected Zhu Xiuyuan behind him.

His spear, which had killed countless enemies, had been thrown away when he turned around to hug Zhu Xiuyuan.

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