One after another, black shadows flew over Ibrahim's head, and one war horse after another rushed into the crowd. Bai Xiaode led five knights to follow Li Zaixing and Elmaddy closely, and broke into the camel formation that cannibalized.

Behind them, Pei Xuanqing and Gus led more than ten infantrymen, roaring like thunder and running wildly.

On the top of the mountain, Bai Xiaode and Gus cooperated to clear the alert of the cannibal, and saw Ibrahim's position from the brightness of the bonfire. Without saying a word, Li Zaixing decided to take Ibrahim first. In order to gain speed, he gave up the usual tactics of the Tang army's infantry and cavalry joint attack, advanced side by side with Elmaddy, and rushed into the camel formation of the cannibal. Bai Xiaode and other five cavalry followed closely, and Pei Xuanqing and other infantry had to land at the end.

However, there were many great cannibals. Although Li Zaixing, Almaddy and others had a bloody path, a large number of people rushed over and killed Pei Xuanqing and others. The great cannibals waved their scimitars and lined up a messy formation, and rushed towards them, trying to cut off the retreat of Li Zaixing and others.

"Kill!" Pei Xuanqing roared angrily and swept the iron whip.

The sound of "Ding Ding Dangdang" is endless. I don't know how many scimitars are swept by iron whips and flew around.

With a dull "dong", the iron whip hit a skin shield. The big food warrior behind the skin shield staggered and fell on his back. The companions behind him could not dodge and stepped on it. After a while, the screams became weak and finally disappeared into the new screams.

Although there were many great cannibals, they had no time to form a formation. Seeing that there were not many enemies, they were not in the mood to fight. They just wanted to kill these ignorant enemies with a scattered sword. Although Pei Xuanqing and others had a small number, their formation was rigorous. Pei Xuanqing led a team, Gus led a team, and Zhang Wan led a team. The three teams cooperated with each other and circled in, like a huge millstone, which wrapped one big food warrior after another and grounded it into meat.

The big cannibal flocked away, but was unable to break through their small formation, but was killed and retreated step by step.

On the other side, Li Zaixing and Elmie Die were the front, and Bai Xiaode and others were behind. The eight riders spread their wings like eagles and roared to the ground, swaying one by one, overturning the enemies who were trying to get on the horse to resist. They knew very well that the forces of the two sides were very different, and once the opponent was relieved, they would have the possibility of being surrounded. Only with a single act of action can they completely disintegrate their will and win.

The great cannibals were in great pain. They were not ready to fight at all. The war horses had not yet been saddled and got together again. There was no room for acceleration. Even if they climbed onto the horse's back, they could not resist Li Zaixing and others who were running towards each other. The scimitar in their hands could not even touch the other party, and the other party's spear stabbed in front of them. Even if someone held a spear, no one could stop Li Zaixing and Elmiedy's stab.

Just one stab, those big food battles were like demons possessed. The spear in their hands lost control and they didn't know where the spear was, but the spear of the other party was surprisingly accurate. Even in the darkness, they could accurately stab their throats or faces.

No one can block Li Zaixing and Al Maddy, and no one can catch their blow.

Even on the back of a Mercedes-Benzing war horse, they can still cooperate with each other. Often, as soon as Li Zaixing pushed away an enemy's weapon, Almady's spear would come like a shadow and pierce the enemy's throat. When Almady's spear was blocked by the enemy's shield, Li Zaixing's spear would come in a gap and pierce the enemy's chest from the edge of the shield.

There is no one who can match the horse before, so the one who is in charge will make you clear.

Ibrahim was seriously injured, and the cannibal lost command. The horns of requesting instructions were heard everywhere, but they could not get a reply. The enemy's attack became more and more fierce. The cannibal gradually lost confidence and the formation became more and more chaotic. Some people rushed out of the camel formation and tried to escape.

Xue Yu walked onto Mashapo and looked at the big cannibal camp that had been scratched by Li Zaixing and others, and sighed secretly.

Unexpectedly, he actually succeeded. More than 20 infantry and cavalry shook the food of more than 300 people and gained the upper hand.

Li Zaixing shot three arrows in one breath between a few hundred steps down the hillside, and the arrows rushed straight to Ibrahim, successfully damaging Ibrahim and losing command by the cannibals. Such tactics and archery techniques made Xue Yu amazed.

"It's time for us to get on." Xue Yu urged the horse to gallop out.

Ten Shakir followed closely behind, kicking the sand at the deserters who rushed out of the camel formation. Before the people arrived, the bow sounded first, and the sharp arrow shot through the night sky, shooting the panicked cannibals to the ground. These ten Shakirs are the elites among the elites of Bakhan. Their gun skills may not be as strong as Li Zaixing, but their archery skills are not weak at all. They are almost completely shot without any arrows, and the enemy falls down.

The appearance of Xue Yu and others became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. Listening to the rumbling horse hooves and the screams of their companions, the cannibals did not know how many enemies were hidden in the night. They blew the trumpet desperately, but still couldn't get any instructions. When the trumpet sounded, sharp arrows would come with the shadow.

The cannibals soon collapsed. They gave up their attacks and faced outwards, forming a circle to protect the last property and the elderly, weak, women and children. Behind them, the elderly, women and children all fell to the ground, chanting the Quran in unison, praying for the revelation of Allah. The voices of countless people gathered together, tragic and resolute.

Li Zaixing looked around and slowly stopped Teller Piao.

"Save my dad--" Aya stumbled over, hugged Li Zaixing's combat boots, and burst into tears: "Please, please..."

Li Zaixing couldn't understand and looked at Aya blankly. The face towel on Aya's face had fallen off, and the black clothes on her body had also been torn apart, revealing her smooth shoulders and back. A stream of blood flowed out of the wound on her shoulders, winding down her. But she couldn't feel it at all, just kept asking for it, and tears wet Li Zaixing's combat boots.

"What did she say?" Li Zaixing asked in confusion.

Elmadie was also a little confused. She looked around and shouted: "Is there anyone who understands Sogdian or Persian? Come forward one."

After a moment of silence, an old man came out tremblingly. Elmiedi looked at him: "Are you Persian?"

"Yes, I am Persian." The old man fell to his knees before Elmadi and said in skillful Persian language: "She is Ibrahim's daughter, and she asks you to save her father, Ibrahim."

Elmdi translated it to Li Zaixing. After hearing this, Li Zaixing nodded and said to Aya: "I can save your father, but you must ensure that these people surrender to me and will not resist again."

Aya hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee that they are willing to surrender, but I can guarantee that they will not resist."

Li Zaixing frowned and reluctantly agreed. Aya then turned around and shouted a few times to the soldiers who were still standing with their swords. The soldiers looked at each other, and some people slowly bent down and put down the weapons in their hands.

Li Zaixing signaled Bai Xiaode and others to watch, and he followed Aya to Ibrahim's side with Almadie and the old Persian man. Ibrahim had been captured by Pei Xuanqing for a lifetime, but he had already fainted, his face was pale, and he was not awake.

Li Zaixing competed countless times with others in his previous life and was very familiar with this kind of trauma. This time he came to the Western Regions, and he also brought healing medicinal materials around him. He checked Ibrahim's injuries and said to Aya: "It's not fatal, it's just that he lost too much blood. However, if he is not bandaged in time, he will still die."

"Please save him." Aya knelt on the ground and kissed Li Zaixing's feet repeatedly. As her ups and downs, the cracked clothes flew like black butterflies, her white back appeared and could vaguely see her slender waist and her round buttocks under her waist.

Li Zaixing was silent for a moment: "We are the enemy, what's the benefit of me saving him?" He paused and said: "If you robbed us, can you save us?"

"We..." Aya burst into tears and burst into tears: "We have nothing to do, we..."

"I don't care if you have any solutions." Li Zaixing interrupted Aya's cry impatiently: "The question now is why I ask for an enemy, give me a reason to ask him?"

Aya was stunned. She looked at Li Zaixing with tears in her eyes, suddenly bit her lips, and said hatefully: "As long as you save him, I am willing to be your female slave, and from now on, I will only serve Allah and you!"

This time, the old Persian man did not translate immediately. He looked at Aya in shock. Aya did not hear his voice. He looked back at him and said loudly: "Hurry up! My father is going to die."

The old man quickly translated it and finally added: "Ibrahim is a descendant of the Great Food nobles, and his woman cannot be a female slave for others."

Li Zaixing was very surprised. What kind of aristocratic descendant can a robber leader be? Could this old man be lying to me with this big food girl?

Seeing Li Zaixing's suspicion, Aya became anxious and reached out to pull off her clothes, revealing her white and round shoulders. She used too much force and exposed most of her chest. Li Zaixing's eyes suddenly lit up, as if two full moons had risen.

Damn, I didn't expect this big-food woman to be so well-informed.

"I, the virgin of the Gulais, descendants of the Seyar family, swear in the name of Allah Allah, that as long as you can save my father, I will serve you as my master for the rest of my life."

Aya pointed a thin finger at a mark on her shoulder. Li Zaixing took a lot of effort to move his eyes away from the two full moons and look at the mark. This mark looked like a tree, or a star.

"This is the goddess Uzara, the god worshipped by the Seyar family for generations." The Persian old man explained.

"What is... the Seyar family?" Li Zaixing couldn't help but feel curious when he heard this name several times.

"The Seyar family is one of the Gulai tribes. Nasr, the governor of Kharasan a few years ago, was from the Seyar family. Ibrahim was the nephew of Seyar, and Aya was the virgin of the Seyar family. He vowed to keep the tranquility of his life and serve Allah."
Chapter completed!