Huang Zongling was surprised when he heard a sudden ambush on the roadside path, shouting to kill Zhentian. Then he looked carefully and saw that there were only about a hundred people on the other side. It turned out that Huo Yunsheng's scout team had set up a small camp here.

In the small camp, I was making food here. Lunch had just been prepared, but before I could eat it, I saw my brothers being chased and killed. These people abandoned the cooking stove and came out to stop Huang Zongling's team.

The five hundred cavalrymen under Huang Zongling are all elite light cavalry, each with a sword and a light crossbow. They have extraordinary combat power. They have been working together with Huang Zongling to suppress bandits everywhere. Huang Zongling insisted on eating the two scouts, so he did not intend to stay.

While running wildly, he said to the halberd commanders who were closely following him on the left and right sides: "Send three hundred cavalrymen to go out and make dumplings for these people. Don't let any of them go! I will lead my men and continue to chase the two in front!"

The two halberd commanders agreed, blew a whistle, and turned around with three hundred men to outflank them. Huang Zongling was not affected at all, and led two hundred men to continue the chase. The two scouts ran wildly and talked.

The scout said: "You go report to General Huo. The reinforcements from Prince Wei's Palace have arrived. I will turn my head and give you a chance to escape. Otherwise, they will pursue you. I'm worried that neither of us will be able to escape!"

Before the little scout had time to answer, the big man had already turned his horse, raised his repeating crossbow, and fired wildly at Huang Zongling who was charging at the front. Huang Zongling hid in a stirrup and dodged more than ten crossbow arrows. Huang Zongling dodged and

Just then, a cavalryman behind him was hit by an arrow and fell off his horse. Huang Zongling was furious, raised his strong bow and fired back. Unexpectedly, this big man was also good at equestrian skills. He turned sideways to avoid the fierce arrow, and drew his sword and rushed straight towards Huang Zongling.

Good Huang Zongling raised his saber high and rushed towards the big scout. The two horses were in stirrups. Huang Zongling was obviously more skilled. He dodged the big scout's sword, and with one casual blow, he cut off the big man's head.

Cut down with a knife. The big man's body turned over and fell from the horse. The horse ran out for hundreds of steps before stopping. In the time of fighting like this, the scout in front had opened a certain distance from Huang Zongling.

While chasing wildly, Huang Zongling calculated his horse power and the distance between himself and the little scout. There were only three arrows left in the arrow pot, and he could no longer mess around. Huang Zongling suddenly came up with a plan, urging his horse while taking the arrows.

He lowered his bow, looked at the back of the little scout, and pulled the bow round, but did not nock the arrow. He just let go.

The little scout was running wildly when he suddenly heard the sound of a bowstring behind him. It must have been a hidden arrow fired by the enemy. He quickly turned to the left, trying to avoid the arrow. Unexpectedly, he did not see the arrow flying past. The little scout

The scout had some doubts in his heart.

Huang Zongling fully drew the bowstring again and fired once more. The boy heard the sound of the bowstring and subconsciously hid once more, but still no arrows flew by. The little scout was confused, could it be that this guy had no arrows on purpose?

The sound of the bow string being drawn to scare me? That should be it.

Huang Zongling pulled back the bowstring again and let go of the empty arrow. The little man was still frightened and hid for a moment, but still no arrow flew past. After five empty strings, the little man didn't hide anymore, thinking about what was going on behind him.

The boy chasing me is so mean. He obviously has no arrows anymore and he is still here to scare people!

The little scout smiled coldly and said softly: "Boy, if you can't shoot me, I will be sorry for you!" The little scout also took off his hard bow and took it from the arrow pot.

He took out two eagle-feather arrows. This boy was an elite among the scouts, so the big man was willing to die in exchange for him. The little scout's surname was Dong. He was good at archery and could shoot two arrows every time.

One hundred percent.

Huang Zongling had already thrown his men twenty or thirty feet away, and was chasing ahead. While chasing him, he nervously observed the little scout's movements. When he saw him take off his bow, he knew that he wanted to shoot an arrow. Huang Zongling didn't even blink.

After a while, he pulled the bowstring once more. Then Huang Zongling calmly took out the last three carved feather arrows from his quiver and placed them on the bowstring. Huang Zongling was a magic archer and was known as Xiao Lu Ji.

Lu Ji was a master of archery in the previous dynasty. His archery skills were superb and superb, and he was respected as the god of arrows. So Huang Zongling was called Little Lu Ji, and his archery skills were naturally extraordinary. One arrow with three stars was a unique skill that Huang Zongling practiced every day.

The arrows can hit three different parts of the enemy. Usually, at least one arrow will hit the opponent.

Huang Zongling raised his hand, and when the bowstring sounded, the little scout named Dong had already turned around. When he saw Huang Zongling pulled the bowstring again, there was still no arrow flying, and he was secretly amused. This man was obviously bluffing to scare others. The little scout named Dong

Turning around, without even trying to hide, he raised the bow in his hand, and two arrows flew out together. One arrow shot at Huang Zongling's throat, and the other arrow shot at Huang Zongling's lower abdomen.

Only then did Huang Zongling actually shoot three arrows in a row. The first arrow collided with the arrow above the little scout named Dong. The arrow hit the arrow. After a crisp sound, the two arrows fell. At the same time,

The second arrow collided with the arrow that Little Scout Dong Xing shot into Huang Zongling's lower abdomen, and the two arrows fell to the ground again. The third arrow shot by Huang Zongling flew in the air towards Little Scout Dong, but the boy was unconscious.

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There was a pop sound, and the little scout Dong Xing was heartbroken. The carved feather arrow penetrated the pure copper breastplate from the back of the heart, and blood suddenly spattered. The heart of the little scout Dong Xing sank, it's over, I'm hit.

It's a trick. It turns out that this guy is cheating. He still has a carved feather arrow in his hand! The arrow shot into the breastplate from the back and out from the front. The little scout surnamed Dong knew that he was finished and would not survive.

But before he died, he must report the news of the arrival of the reinforcements from Prince Wei's palace to the commander's tent, so that his death would not be in vain. At least it would make the brothers who died in front of him deserve their death, especially if the big man Qi went back and risked his life to stop him.

The school captain chasing after him was just to create an opportunity for him to escape. How could he let down his comrades?

The little scout surnamed Dong's wound was bleeding, but he didn't dare to pull out the arrow. If he didn't pull out the arrow, he could live for a while. If he pulled it out now, someone would die immediately. He didn't want to

If he dies now, he has to postpone his death for a moment and send the information back before he dies. This is the scout's duty. The young scout surnamed Dong lay on his horse, not even raising his head, just running for his life.

Huang Zongling saw that the young scout surnamed Dong had been hit by an arrow. His blood was dripping on the ground. He secretly admired him. He was really a tough guy. If he hadn't been in front of the two armies, he might have been chatting and drinking.

Drink, make friends or something. Unfortunately, we are fighting as enemies now, so we must not show mercy!

The little scout surnamed Dong ran for more than ten miles. He silently calculated the distance. At this time, he was less than five miles away from Dazhai. However, his mind had gradually become confused, and he could only rely on his last bit of strength.

After taking his last breath, the confused little scout Dong struggled again. His vision gradually became blurred and his mind became confused. The little scout Dong lamented that it was about to end.

Huang Zongling chased after him closely. He saw the young scout named Dong leaning on his horse and was already crumbling. He was ecstatic. As long as he killed this enemy, Huo Yunsheng would not know that reinforcements from the Palace of Wei had arrived. Let's catch him off guard at night!

Suddenly, someone from the front yelled and came forward with a machete. It was a square-faced man with a yellow beard riding a black horse. The square-faced man let go of the young scout surnamed Dong and swung the knife towards Huang Zongling. Huang Zongling

He secretly thought it was a pity that the little scout named Dong ran away!

The big man with a thunderous voice swung the steel machete and rushed towards Huang Zongling fiercely. He wanted to stop the man in school captain's uniform and let the young scout surnamed Dong go back to report the news! No need to think about it, this man must be the same as Wei Wang Tang Jiusheng

Damn it!

Huang Zongling had no choice but to pick up his saber and fight with the big man. Behind him, 300 elite light cavalry from the Palace of Wei had surrounded more than 100 scouts. Both sides killed each other, and the 300 elite cavalry lost more than ten people.

At the price, he killed all the more than a hundred scouts and then pursued them again.

The two hundred cavalrymen who had been following Huang Zongling all took their horses. Seeing his vanguard officer fighting with the enemy, Huang Zongling's heart sank after he slashed at the enemy a few times. This man's martial arts was not low, and he was very powerful with his sword.

He is by no means invincible to ordinary people. Fortunately, with his exquisite sword skills, he can still fight.

The two men fought hard on the official road. Dust and smoke were everywhere on the ground. Here, two hundred cavalrymen cheered for their captain. However, the lonely man did not get stage fright because of this. He still fought with Huang Zongling both offensively and defensively.

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The little scout surnamed Dong finally came close to the camp. The soldiers on guard at the camp gate saw their own scout horse coming back from a distance, and quickly opened the camp door to greet him. The little scout surnamed Dong opened his mouth with all his strength, trying to say something about the enemy.

He tried to attack him but failed. He fell off his horse and died.

The sentry at the gate of the camp saw that his scout fell off his horse and died, and was deeply wounded by an arrow. He quickly ran madly into the camp to report to the general.

Huo Yunsheng, who was sitting in the commander's tent, was deep in thought when a soldier under the tent shouted: "General, our scouts fled back to the camp and have been shot to death!"
Chapter completed!