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Luo Shiheng's shock was no small matter. Seeing that five or six cavalrymen had fallen off their horses, the others turned their heads one after another because they couldn't care less about shooting arrows at this moment. Someone had already shouted loudly: "No, there is an ambush here...!"

For a moment, people called Masi, and it seemed that the original fan-shaped formation had become disorganized.

Chu Huan didn't know why such an accident occurred, but he had already seized the opportunity of the other party's panic, and pulled Yingren back into the bushes to hide again. He heard screams in his ears, and caught a glimpse of Luo Shiheng's subordinates. They fell to the ground one after another, knowing that Luo Shiheng's men had been ambushed by another group.

After all, Luo Shiheng is not an ordinary person, but an experienced general, he said sharply: "Dismount and use the horse to cover."

Nearly ten of his subordinates had been injured in the blink of an eye. The others dismounted quickly, and heard the neighing of the horses. Several horses had already been hit by arrows. He drew a bow and arrow, and shot in the direction of the arrow in the darkness.

There were arrows on both sides, swishing.

Chu Huan and Ying Ren hid in the bushes, and they were inevitably scratched by thorns in many places. Chu Huan also had five or six scars on the back of his hand, but at this moment, the situation was urgent, and no one cared about it.

In the darkness, Luo Shiheng didn't panic if someone was hit by arrows on both sides. He shot a few arrows and immediately made a gesture. Three of his subordinates crawled on the ground to the left, and two subordinates crawled to the right. Only five or six people were left to shoot at each other, obviously wanting to go around to the opponent's flank.

Luo Shiheng was very cunning, and he had already shouted: "Which group are you from? Why did you make a sneak attack?"

He deliberately lured the opponent to focus his attention on the front, so that the subordinates who were attacking the two sides could smoothly go around to the side.

The other party didn't make a sound, just a rain of arrows.

Luo Shiheng shouted loudly again: "It seems that you are really the cowardly young people. If you really have the guts, you can come out and fight with real swords and guns. It's not the behavior of a real man to hide your head and show your tail like this."

He made a loud noise, and several arrows were shot at him. He hid behind a horse corpse and shrank under it, and the arrows all shot at the horse corpse.

Luo Shiheng sneered.

He deliberately revealed his identity, in fact, he wanted to draw the other party's attention, and he couldn't help being very proud to see that the subordinates on both sides had distanced themselves.

He can tell from the number of arrows that the opponent's manpower is only about ten or so, not many, if the two wings go around and sneak attack from the side, it will definitely kill and injure several people on the opponent, and it will also cause the opponent to fall into chaos. When the time comes to attack head-on, the chances of winning are great.

Suddenly, a voice finally came from the other side saying: "You Luo Shiheng are sneaky and sneaky, and you are not an upright person."

The voice came from afar, and Luo Shiheng heard it in his ears, knowing that the other party already knew his identity.

Luo Shiheng's three subordinates who went around to the left quietly crawled far away, hid in the darkness, turned to the edge of a very low soil slope, and immediately followed the small soil slope to walk around to the left.

Soon, the person in front stopped and made a gesture. The two companions immediately stopped, bowed their bows and set arrows. At this moment, they could faintly see the figure flickering not far in front, and knew that there was the enemy.

The other party obviously didn't expect someone to come around to the flank, but just shot arrows at Luo Shiheng and others in the front.

The three of them bowed their bows and set their arrows, each aimed at one of them, and was about to shoot an arrow, when they heard a muffled groan, and then blood mist flew, and one of them fell headfirst, and one thing flew straight out, and the companions were all eaten Surprised, he could see clearly that what flew out was a human head.

While the two were surprised, they already felt a strong wind behind them. Knowing that they were being attacked, one of them had no time to react. He only felt a chill on his neck, but his throat was cut off in an instant.

The remaining man was also alert, knowing that something was wrong, he rolled on the spot, but felt the strong wind following him, and in desperation, he kicked out with one leg, the knife flashed, and the big knife swung across. It was cut off by a big knife and flew out, and couldn't help screaming.

He let out a scream, and someone over there shouted loudly: "Everyone, be careful, the enemy has circled around to both sides."

Then I saw a figure flickering, and another voice came: "Oh, Lao Wang, I told you to look behind me, I got shot, I got shot...!"

"What are you yelling for?" A voice followed, "I got an arrow in my ass, I can't die."

The screams of the man with the broken leg stopped soon, and his head had already been cut off with a knife.

The one who made the move was naturally Chu Huan.

Luo Shiheng and his subordinates were suddenly attacked, and they couldn't take care of Chu Huan and Yingren for a while, so the two hid in the bushes, while Chu Huan hid in the bushes, and could clearly see the actions of Luo Shiheng and his subordinates.

When he saw Luo Shiheng making gestures, and someone groped around, he knew that Luo Shiheng was planning to attack the enemy from both wings.

Naturally, he wouldn't stay in the bushes and wait. After talking to Yingren in a low voice, he carried Feng Wuma on his back and led Yingren to move to the left from the bushes, which was to take advantage of the chaos and leave.

It would be extremely stupid not to take the opportunity to leave at this time.

There were many thorns in the bushes, Ying Ren bared his teeth from the thorns, but he didn't dare to cry out. Although Chu Huan was also thorned in many places by thorns, he didn't say a word, not even frowning .

When Luo Shiheng's cry came from over there, Chu Huan naturally understood his intentions, and suddenly heard a voice replying from there. When he heard the voice, Chu Huan's body shook, and then he showed joy.

It turned out that the person who answered Luo Shiheng was Li Maotu's voice.

One of Chu Huan's greatest strengths is his amazing memory, which can almost be said to be a photographic memory. Although he spent a very short time with Li Maotu and Li Maotu rarely said a few words, Chu Huan was very impressed with his voice. But also remember very clearly.

If he hadn't remembered it like this, he wouldn't have kept the formula in his heart so easily when Luo Duo taught him the formula of the "Dragon Elephant Sutra".

Knowing that Li Maotu and others arrived in time, Chu Huan naturally wouldn't leave again, put down Feng Wuma, stared at Yingren in a low voice, but he held the blood drinking knife and followed the three people to the left .

By the time the three of them aimed at the man and were about to shoot arrows, Chu Huan had already quietly touched behind them. Without a word, he swung his knife and first chopped off the head of a soldier, and then killed two people in a row. He was already much taller than these three people, and sometimes made a surprise attack, so it was very neat to deal with these three people.

Not only did he kill three enemies in a split second, but the screams from this side also alerted Li Maotu and the others. Li Maotu waved his hand gesture, and the formation changed immediately.

When Luo Shiheng heard the screams from the left wing, he knew something was wrong and was annoyed in his heart. Suddenly he heard the screams from the right, but it was Li Maotu who had already ordered people to shoot to the right, and one person was shot dead, and the rest Seeing the death of his companion, the next man was shot at with random arrows, so he didn't dare to make a move, and crawled back on the ground, but Li Maotu had already ordered the two of them to grope in the dark.

There were only three or four people left around Luo Shiheng, and there were not many arrows left at this time. At this moment, he finally thought of Yingren in the bushes behind him, and was taken aback. If Yingren escaped, it would be a serious disaster.

He rolled a few times on the ground, and when he got to the bushes, he looked inside cautiously, and there was no trace of Ying Ren.

He was extremely annoyed, and when he heard another scream from over there, it turned out that one of his subordinates was shot to death.

At this time, he heard several arrows whizzing from the right, and he immediately understood that his method of outflanking from left to right failed, and the opponent used this method to outflank from left and right.

He knew in his heart that the opponent had the upper hand at this time, and his side was at a disadvantage. Most of the horses had been shot to death. Seeing another horse not far away, Luo Shiheng ran over a few steps, got on the horse, shook the rein, and was about to flee .

Knowing that he was invincible, Luo Shiheng naturally wouldn't wait here to die.

He had just galloped far away when he suddenly saw a black shadow rushing towards him. Luo Shiheng raised his bow and arrow, and without saying a word, shot an arrow at that figure.

The figure flashed nimbly, the horse had already galloped up, but the man was already short, he struck out with a big knife, and cut off a horse's leg with one blow, the horse hissed sadly, and fell forward while galloping.

Luo Shiheng's complexion changed drastically, his legs had already kicked on the stirrups, and his whole body flew into the air, but due to inertia, his body also flew forward.

Before landing on the ground, Luo Shiheng felt the wind of the sword coming from behind him, and he didn't dare to hesitate, he rushed forward a few steps, then spun his feet, and a sweeping leg swept towards Chu Huan's lower body.

It was naturally Chu Huan who cut the horse's leg with a knife. When he saw Luo Shiheng trying to escape on horseback, it was naturally impossible for him to succeed.

Luo Shiheng's sweep was very powerful. Chu Huan jumped up and slashed at him with a knife. Luo Shiheng swayed sideways and rolled on the spot. The longbow in his hand hit Chu Huan. Chu Huan swung the knife and cut the longbow. He stepped in and punched out, hitting Chu Huan directly in the lower abdomen.

With a twist of Chu Huan's wrist, the internal force of the Blood Drinking Knife sliced ​​towards Luo Shiheng's arm. Who knows that Luo Shiheng is very cunning, his punch to Chu Huan's abdomen was a false move, and the other arm supported the ground, but it was his left leg The kick had already hit Chu Huan's wrist holding the knife. The speed was extremely fast, and he wanted to break Chu Huan's hand bones, so he was very powerful.

The blood-drinking knife in Chu Huan's hand cuts iron like mud. Luo Shiheng has already realized its power and dare not underestimate it. He just wants to kick the precious knife away from Chu Huan's hand first. If it is for himself, it will really be like a tiger with wings added.

This kick came right away, and it was about to kick Chu Huan's wrist, but Chu Huan let go of his hand and let go of the sword, but almost at the same time, Chu Huan's leg had already been kicked out, and Luo Shiheng kicked it. Kicking on the treasured sword, the sword flew away, but Chu Huan also kicked on Luo Shiheng's shoulder. Luo Shiheng only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, but his whole body was kicked backwards.

Remembering the direction in which the sword flew out, he turned a somersault, endured the severe pain, and rolled towards the sword, trying to hold it, but Chu Huan had already flew over, and the two went to grab the blood drink at the same time knife.

The speed of both of them is extremely fast, like two leopards, they are almost at the same distance from the treasured sword, and they have already stretched out their hands to grab the treasured sword. At this moment, they heard a sound of "poof", and a sharp arrow hit Luo Shiheng's shoulder. After a moment of stature, Chu Huan had already grabbed the treasured knife, and with a flick of his hand back, the blade of the blood-drinking knife had already held Luo Shiheng's throat.

"Move, cut your throat!" Chu Huan looked at Luo Shiheng coldly, his voice was ice-like.