Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

Zhan Doudou gritted his teeth and said, "I understand what my mother said, but I will write to Li An and get an explanation!"

"inappropriate!"

The Queen Mother shook her head. "We can wait for Li An to write to us and explain everything, but we can't write to ask questions. There is already a great battle going on on the front line. Wouldn't it distract the Imperial Master if we write to him?"

What the Queen Mother didn’t say was that this move was also extremely inappropriate.

Li An is the only grandmaster in Northern Qi today, and he must be given due respect. Moreover, he and Doudou are going to get married soon after the war, so there must be no coercion.

How could Zhan Doudou not understand what the Queen Mother said?

But now she just wanted to act according to her own temper. She grabbed Li An in front of her and asked him loudly, is this true? When Li An invited Ku He to come out of the mountain, he promised her that the two of them would not be hurt on this trip. Why did he let Master Ku He stay alone in a foreign country?

When another group of maids and eunuchs took over their duties and walked into the hall, they only saw the scene of His Majesty and the Queen Mother holding hands and sitting on the chairs.

Xihu, prairie.

It is called a grassland, so it should be all green. However, everyone who has actually been to the grassland knows that there is not only green grass on the grassland, but also desert Gobi.

Not to mention that the weather has been weird in the past two years, and the climate has been abnormal, hotter than in previous years, resulting in a shortage of water and grass in the Western Hu Kingdom, showing a bit of a disaster. Although it is winter now and the temperature has dropped, the cattle, sheep and horses have not stored too much fat, so people can expect that this winter may be a bit difficult.

If not for this, some tribes of the Northern Barbarians would not have risked great disapproval to join the Western Hu.

Ku He and Yan Xiaoyi rode on their horses, galloping across the desert, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The horses he was riding had been replaced. The two previous horses could not bear the weight and had long been killed by Yan Xiaoyi for their meat to satisfy his hunger.

This time, they were not as lucky as before to encounter a small tribe, so there was a force behind them chasing them. In order to take care of Ku He, Yan Xiaoyi sometimes had to stop and fight with them.

They have been wandering in the territory of Xihu for more than ten days. The news should have reached Yelu Xuan's ears, but he has never shown up. Perhaps he has been avoiding them.

Yelu Xuan understood that the two men's target was him, so he just planned to consume the two of them and did not show up. At the same time, he was also using these people to test Ku He's condition. His intentions were extremely vicious.

Unlike Southern Qing and Northern Qi, Western Hu did not have many fixed buildings or cities.

Except for the royal court and border military towns, most of the people were in the form of tribal nomadic migration, which also brought great trouble to the two.

This went on for several days. After seven days and seven nights of chasing and running, Yan Xiaoyi fought and retreated. However, today, he was still caught up by the pursuers and surrounded here.

There seemed to be several masters in the opposing camp, and the leader had a martial arts skill level above the eighth rank!

Although the Western Hu Kingdom was swept by Yelu Xuan, the damage to the martial arts world was not too great. Although it is not as prosperous as the Northern Qi and Nanqing countries in terms of geography and martial arts, it still has many masters. Perhaps this person was recruited by the court for this reason.

Yan Xiaoyi's arrows were all empty at this time, and he had no choice but to fight the enemy with the curved blade on his black gold bow. However, Ku He had no intention of taking action from beginning to end.

Several masters jumped up, and the eighth-rank master sat calmly on the horse's back, looking for Yan Xiaoyi's flaws.

Several scimitars are sharp and ferocious, and every move leaves no room for maneuver, fully demonstrating the brutal style of Western men!

Yan Xiaoyi had a grim expression. Although he was injured and exhausted, and almost at the point of being exhausted, he still killed two people in a row, forcing the others to fight desperately!

The fierce battle reached a life-and-death moment, and in an instant, a huge sandstorm suddenly hit.

Yan Xiaoyi's eyes flashed with enlightenment, as if he understood something from this storm, "So, is this how we exposed our whereabouts?"

"They have learned our news and intelligence. General Yan has also discovered it. They have been chasing us for a long time without using bows and arrows. They are worried that you will have replenished your arrows and become a huge threat again."

Ku He's face was calm, as if there were only a few wind and waves blowing against it.

He had a feeling.

Perhaps, the meeting with Yelu Xuan will not be too far away.

Chapter 382 Cold Smile

The sandstorm continued, but the person pursuing him was born and raised in this desert.

They know how to avoid storms, and naturally have the ability to walk and survive in the storm.

This is not something that can be achieved by anyone with high cultivation level, but it is a kind of experience and an instinct!

Ku He had practiced Tianyi Dao for many years and had been close to nature for many years, enduring various harsh environments. Even a small storm could not affect him, but Yan Xiaoyi was not so lucky.

It was as if the sandstorm was only targeting him.

Although he had a mouthful of sand, the storm still allowed Yan Xiaoyi to breathe a sigh of relief. However, this moment of relaxation was bought with a knife wound on his chest.

When the storm gradually dissipated and slowly swept away, the people on both sides were able to lock onto each other again.

A new round of attack is about to start.

"I can make a move first." Ku He was wearing a long robe with a hood covering his face. His voice was neither sad nor bitter, but peaceful.

"Will it affect the Master?"

Yan Xiaoyi swung out a bow to block the attack from Ku He's long sword, but the bow was a little long, so it was too late for him to retract it to protect himself.

In desperation, he could only burst out his true energy and forcibly shake off the oncoming sword, bringing the story to the beginning.

The situation was a little tense for a while.

"If you don't use your full strength, the impact won't be significant. But because of this, without revealing your true energy, it will be difficult to kill the motionless eighth-grade warrior under the protection of so many people!" Ku He turned his head slightly and motioned Yan Xiaoyi to look.

Yan Xiaoyi squeezed his horse's belly to increase his speed, and after briefly escaping from the battle, he quickly looked in the direction pointed by Ku He.

"That is?"

Yan Xiaoyi understood that Ku He's attack was not aimed at the eighth-grade warrior, but just to make Yan Xiaoyi, the ninth-grade archer, once again the most threatening existence in the world except for the grandmaster!

The storm threw the pursuers into disarray.

At the same time, it also exposed the people in charge of logistics equipment in the rear.

Those are bundles of tied arrows!

"Then please help me, Master!" Yan Xiaoyi shouted, his true energy burst out, he jumped up from the horse's back and jumped in front of a master who was riding a horse and chopping at him. He thrust his bow forward, and the bow went around the man's neck. He pulled the bowstring in his hand, and with a sound like a drum, the man's head fell out as if it had been cut by a sharp sword and rolled backwards.

Yan Xiaoyi didn't stop. He kicked the corpse out and rode on his horse to chase in the direction of Ku He.

Ku He also moved at the same time as Yan Xiaoyi!

Without using true Qi, only the sound of the wind could be heard. Even if a grandmaster did not use true Qi, his physical strength was beyond the imagination of ordinary mortal warriors.

The movement was not very graceful, but it was precise to the last detail.

As they rode past, they saw two lieutenants at the front of the platoon transporting equipment gushing out large amounts of blood from their chests. At the same time, grooves in the flesh plowed by their fingers were so deep that the bones were visible. The two men fell to the ground and soon stopped breathing.

Ku He hooked the stirrup with one foot and kicked a bundle of arrows backwards with the other leg.

Very smooth.

Yan Xiaoyi grabbed the bundle of arrows.

He pulled out a long arrow and lightly brushed his palm across the arrow body. Yan Xiaoyi knew the straightness, length, weight and other data of this sharp weapon clearly.

The confident smile returned to his face.

He held the reins and stood still, while Ku He also slowed down the horse until it came to a complete stop behind Yan Xiaoyi.

The enemy leader was startled, thinking about the information sent by the left army commander. He was cautious in his heart. With a wave of his hand, more than twenty riders rushed towards Yan Xiaoyi.

The only two remaining masters retreated silently.

The leader knew the number of arrows in a bundle and planned to use numbers to consume them.

At the same time, he opened his bow and arrow, drew out the arrow and aimed at Yan Xiaoyi!

Both sides released the bowstrings at the same time, is this a sniper attack from the middle door?

There is only one feather arrow on one side, but Yan Xiaoyi has seven stars in a row!

The twenty or so riders did not move in a long snake formation, but instead charged forward in an orderly manner. This was a subconscious habit of theirs.

The winds in the West Hu are strong, so when they fight, they are often accustomed to having someone lead the charge to break the wind, while the others follow closely behind to charge. The advantage of this is that it saves the animals' leg power and also makes the charge faster!

But it is this habit that harms them!

Seven arrows were shot out, and six of them, after hitting the person in the lead, continued to move forward and penetrated into the bodies of the people behind them again, and finally penetrated and inserted into the ground that seemed somewhat hard. The end of the arrow shaft was still shaking slightly, as if telling people how much force its owner had used to shoot this arrow.

More than twenty riders fell to the ground in this way.

Nearly twenty people died, and the few who survived were only injured by non-fatal wounds, so it was difficult for them to fight again.

There are only six arrows here, so where did the other arrow go?

This arrow was not as fast as the previous six arrows. It collided with the arrows shot by the enemy leader in mid-air. After making a slight popping sound, both arrows fell to the ground and lost their kinetic energy.

"How can this be!"

The enemy leader shouted, as if he was angry and couldn't accept it.

They grew up on grasslands and deserts, and grew up on horseback since childhood. Everyone can draw a bow and shoot arrows. How could they be inferior to a person from the Central Plains in archery?

At the beginning, when Yan Xiaoyi shot seven arrows with one bow, the leader was still laughing at the other party in his heart, but the final result was a slap in his face, making him unable to laugh anymore.

Is this something a human can do?

Six arrows can kill twenty people, and the last arrow can even block the arrow shot by itself. Is this really something a human can do?

He yelled like crazy for everyone to come together. The enemy had few arrows left, and he didn't believe they could kill them all before their arrows ran out: "Spread out, don't crowd together, move some distance!"

This method will be effective at first and can also intimidate others. The most important thing is that Yan Xiaoyi needs to save arrows at this time.

But after that, it no longer worked so well.

In view of this, Yan Xiaoyi did not intend to continue to argue, but laughed, turned his horse and galloped forward with Ku He.

Seeing that he had guessed the opponent's intention correctly, the leader no longer held back and sent his entire team forward, even himself swinging the reins desperately in pursuit.

Gradually, the leader distanced himself from the main force.

This is natural and normal.

This team of cavalry was not considered elite. Except for a few masters who were temporarily recruited into the team, the mounts of these people were only ordinary.

But just because their mounts are ordinary doesn’t mean that the leader’s mount is ordinary.

After a stick of incense-like pursuit, the speed was obviously slowed down.

When the leader was about to catch up with the man the left army leader wanted, the sharpshooter who was as good as a ghost turned back slowly, put an arrow on his bow and drew his bow.

Gave him a cold smile!

Chapter 383 The arrow has entered the path.

The wind howled across the plain, and the sun shone down obliquely due to the angle, darkening one person's eyes while making the other person suddenly brighter. Perhaps it was because both of them had sharp edges on their faces, no matter how the light shone, the two people facing each other looked uncertain.

"Die."

Yan Xiaoyi's suppressed voice was carried by the strong wind and actually reached the latter's ears, overturning all his guesses and thoughts.

There was a loud bang!

The prismatic arrow shot out of the wind, thinking is always faster than physical action.

At the limit of movement and stillness, the leader could only raise the broadsword in his hand, and the rest could not respond. He wanted to shout, but because of the gust of wind forced into his mouth, it was difficult for him to make a sound!

Arrow wind!

What kind of soul-chasing arrow is this?

It turned out that the arrow that the opponent had just shot to block his own arrow only used a little force.

Even so, the two arrows collided in the air, and at the same time, they were able to smash the arrows they shot into pieces.

Yes, he shot seven arrows at the same time. How could the last arrow be his full strength?

The leader's thoughts were cut short, and his thoughts could only end here. The arrow passed through the blade of the machete unhindered, leaving an evenly spaced circular hole on it, and then penetrated the body, killing him on the spot.

His body shook violently, and then he was driven backwards by the huge momentum. The horse he was sitting on raised a cloud of dust under the weight, and finally, with a neigh, its hooves softened and it knelt on the ground.

People are dead in the air.

Then the body fell to the ground, breaking the silence.

The situation is changing too fast!

Things are always so unexpected.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two remaining high-level warriors in the team immediately changed direction and fled on horseback.

Instead, it was the more than one hundred riders brought by the dead leader who rushed over in the desert to kill!

Looking at the two people running away, Yan Xiaoyi did not choose to chase them. Instead, he was interested in this group of fearless people in front of him. Can such a leader have so many loyal people following him?