win the hairpin

After escaping from birth, everyone realized that it was already late at night.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the moonlight was gone, and the sky was so dim that people's faces could not be seen clearly, only a black mass could be seen.

Everyone stood in place without moving, because Yin Xiao did not move.

Yin Xiao held the gun tightly and didn't take a step. The smell of pig iron and the stench of the horse came from his nose: "There is an ambush."

"What?" Lei Tong was taking Xi Zhang from Hou's second hand, but he didn't hear clearly, the next moment, there was a shout, followed by shouts and shouts one after another not far away.

The flames suddenly jumped from all around the wilderness, and everyone who was illuminated by the sudden flames closed their eyes, and the only remaining team could see nothing to hide in the flames.

The soldiers who were exhausted, hungry, and whose great joy was suddenly shattered were dumbfounded, giving birth to unprecedented despair.

Liao soldiers appeared in the flames and were about to carry out a tragic massacre of them.

Yin Xiao watched coldly, holding a horizontal spear in his hand, and with his own strength, he created a border between the Chu River and the Han Dynasty between the two armies.

No one in the Liao army is not afraid of this fledgling young general.

He and his spear came out of nowhere, extremely courageous and extremely alert, sharper than wolves on the prairie, and he would know the slightest sign of trouble.

This person is too difficult to deal with, he can stand up to a team by himself, as long as he does not die, no one will be able to capture the gold lettered battle flag on the soap background - if the others are dead, he may be more agile , and hide out of their sight in the blink of an eye.

Yeluqi had planned everything, and what he wanted was this battle flag.

These hungry people didn't know that because they refused to die, Wan Tengxiong attacked Mozhou by force, and led the Xiang army to confront [-] Liao soldiers, and they had to defend Mozhou against all odds.

Because Xizhang and the others haven't come back, if they can't defend Mozhou, they will lose the chance to rescue, and Xizhang's army will have no way out.

Xi Zhang's team has become a kind of belief in the stalemate. As long as their general flag does not appear in the hands of the Liao people, it means that they are still alive, and they are still living in Waqiaoguan under the siege and interception of the King of the North Courtyard.

No matter what, Yelu Qizhen wanted to take the general flag, stain their blood on the flag, break their backs, take it outside Mozhou City, and declare his victory.

With Yin Xiao in front, the soldiers quickly came to their senses, drew their knives and stepped forward, Peng Hu rushed to the front with a team of ten people, getting closer to Yin Xiao, and suddenly shot to kill Yin Xiao.

The blade was very fast, but everyone froze in amazement, their gazes followed the blade, and this sluggishness was soon awakened by the splashing blood.

Yin Xiao had been on guard for a long time and stabbed Peng Hu and his group to death.

Penghu made a deal with the Liao soldiers. As long as Yin Xiao was killed and got the general flag, he could live - eat enough, wear warm clothes, get promoted and get rich.

However, in the end he still became a starving ghost.

Seeing that the ambush had no effect, the Liao soldiers made a sudden move and attacked in unison.

These people had clear eyes, and the four generals all went straight to Yin Xiao, who was holding a long spear, never retreating or avoiding, killing without blinking his eyes.

Seeing Yin Xiao's desperate fighting style, the remaining soldiers were all in awe, and they all stepped forward one after another, wanting to die with the Liao soldiers. …

This awe-inspiring counterattack actually made the strong and powerful Liao soldiers back again and again. Lei Tong carried Xi Zhang on his back, and the knife in his hand was slashed. He picked up a knife from the ground and slashed. Seeing this, the Liao soldiers immediately struck his legs with their sabers.

Hou Er stopped this in time, and pushed Lei Tong to retreat: "Go into the hole! Go into the hole!"

Yu Tongye took out the knife with a blank face, his face was already pale, he couldn't react to this series of changes, even his stomach convulsed sharply, and his body was covered in cold sweat from the pain.

Amidst Hou Er's shouts of entering the cave and retreating, Yu Tongye gritted his teeth and killed one person, turned around and jumped down from the ray of sky, and then fell into the rapids with a "plop".

Lei Tong broke his heart and jumped down too.

The whole wilderness was in chaos, people died, people killed, people fled, and finally only Yin Xiao was left.

The Liao soldiers looked again, and found that the four generals had already died in battle. Yin Xiao snatched a yellow horse and began to charge against countless blades.

The Liao soldiers immediately panicked. They thought that Yin Xiao would be unable to escape this time, but they didn't expect him to be so strong.

Yin Xiao, who had been honed from life-and-death struggles, didn't know what fear was, and he didn't hesitate to die. Seeing that he was about to rush out from the encirclement, a BMW suddenly rushed out from the slanting stab, blocking Yin Xiao's way.

Immediately, one of them was wearing a helmet with a tuft of black ball tassels on the top, a fine armor, a golden belt around the waist, and sheepskin boots on his feet. He had a dark complexion, broad shoulders and a wide waist. It is a broom knife made of iron.

This person was Yelu Qizhen, the great king of the Northern Courtyard. Seeing that Yin Xiao was too late, he set out to chase after him personally. After dodging, he took the opportunity to ride his horse and go, charging towards the more than [-] people surrounded in front of him.

Scattering this group of people, he heard Yelu Qizhen chasing up behind him, and immediately beat the yellow horse hard, the yellow horse turned its hooves and sped away.

Yelu Qizhen was riding Wuzhen, seeing that Yinxiao was about to run away, nowhere could he be found in the open sea and sky, so he raised his horsewhip, whipped him again and again, and chased after him.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and they entered the vast night in the blink of an eye. The guards behind Yelu Qizhen couldn't catch up, and soon lost the trace of the two. .

Yelu Qizhen chased very quickly, there was only a small black shadow in front of him, and then the shadow became bigger and bigger, turning into a thin and thin figure from the back, he immediately let go of the reins, drew the bow and set the arrow, and then rushed away like a shooting star. out.

The arrow went straight to Yinxiao's vest, Yinxiao heard the wind behind his ears, and rode his horse to hide.

Yelu Qizhen continued to strike, and the second arrow hit the horse's leg. The horse raised its head and screamed, ran a few more steps, and then fell to the ground.

Yin Xiao also fell over with the horse. Yelu Qizhen saw him rolling neatly on the ground, and was about to get up immediately, and immediately shot the third arrow.

This arrow hit Yin Xiao's heart.

Yin Xiao covered the wound with one hand, stood up staggeringly, walked a few steps in this direction, and then fell to the ground.

Yelu Qizhen turned over and got off the horse, holding the knife in one hand, and leaned in cautiously. After hearing Yin Xiao's breathing gradually weakened, and recognizing the bleeding from his hand, he was willing to squat down.

He stretched out his hand to turn Yin Xiao over and fetch the general flag on his back. There was no protection on his chest. At this moment, Yin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand suddenly. A cold light flashed in his hand, and blood dripped To Yelu Qizhen's neck.

It turned out that he had caught the arrow with his hand just now, and the iron arrow cut his palm with extraordinary force, leaving a deep bone-deep wound.

Yelu Qizhen was really fooled, he shook off the sharp knife in an instant, and slashed towards the enemy's neck.