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Zhou Han looked back and looked at him, but saw the vivid Helian Bo holding a strong bow in his hand, and then drew an arrow and aimed at Zhou Han.

"Scatter and lure the enemy, and pull this large number of enemies as much as possible." Zhou Han shouted in a low voice, and the other four scouts immediately drove the war horses to disperse to both sides.

Scouts have always been the most important part of the army, and various resources will be allocated to scout brigades first. For example, the scouts have priority selection. It can be said that the quality of some elite scouts' war horses is almost no less than that of some middle-level generals.

The horse Zhou Han rode was a blue horse, a rare black iron first-level BMW. Its original owner was Helian Bo, who was so angry that his face turned ashen.

Helian Bo was in the canyon and fled directly over the cliff. After the Qingma was captured by the Black Flag Group, Lei Qing made Zhou Han subdue it.

The Raven Zhou Han is the leading scout in the army, and is even more powerful than the Ghost Wolf Scott, who had caused Lei Qing to suffer a great loss. Lei Qing first adheres to the priority of scouts, and secondly, he has never had the idea of ​​bringing Zhou Han under his command.

It sounds a bit unkind, but it is a fact that Lei Qing's army is scarce and it is natural to be jealous of some rare masters. Moreover, Uncle Xiahou's subordinates are full of talents, with Zhou Han not more, and one less, not less.

At most, after taking Zhou Han, you will give Uncle Xiahou some compensation.

Under the explosion speed of the green horse, Zhou Han always had some initiative. When he turned around, he saw Helian Bo shoot an arrow and immediately grabbed the horse's belly. The exciting green horse's speed increased sharply, causing the arrow to fall several feet behind the horse's butt.

At such a long distance, Zhou Han's war horse was good. Even if Helian Bo had outstanding archery skills, it would be quite difficult to kill Zhou Han, the raven. Instead, Zhou Han shot back one by one, killing several blood wolf soldiers. He kept scolding and ridiculing Yuwen Hu.

As a result, the butcher Yuwen Hu became more and more angry. He roared repeatedly, driving the Blood Wolf soldiers to kill Zhou Han.

The chase and running were all moving forward at full speed. Gradually, after a stick of incense, the differences emerged. The enemy soldiers were of varying quality, and the war horses were even better and worse. Good. They could still follow Yuwen Hu and others firmly, but the war horses were worse and they had already fallen behind. As for horse thieves, there were only a few dozen people who could keep up.

Looking down from the sky, you can see the cavalry who were originally like a tide, but now they have become snake formations, and have been spread a few miles away.

The more you pursue Helian Bo, the more you feel sad. If you continue to do it, the people will be lost. Just collecting the soldiers will take a lot of effort. What else can you use to attack Yehe Town?

Although he knew that Yuwen Hu was in a violent state, Helian Bo still leaned over and leaned over, shouting, "Hushang, it's not a solution to chase this way. Our people are about to get rid of it."

"Get out!" Butcher Yuwen Hu was furious and excited, and he was both excited and upset. He was so annoyed that Helian Bo was upset and immediately waved his axe.

Fortunately, Helian Bo was not a mediocre hand. In fear, he used a scimitar to lift his body back. The giant axe blade made his arm numb, and he almost whizzed past his head. The sharp axe blade cut off several strands of his scattered long hair.

In addition to being shocked, I dared not persuade me again. I slowed down my horse and stayed away from some crazy butcher Yuwen Hu.

"Haha, trash." After Yuwen Hu played a role, he did not look for Helian Bo again. He continued to ride his horse forward, and the tiger roared up and said violently: "Little ones, kill me."

"Aoao." The blood wolf soldier's blood vein was ignited, and his eyes were red and he caught up with him.

But Yuwen Hu didn't seem to be completely unable to listen to Helian Bo's words. After he asked his younger brothers to give him a few javelins, he knocked his legs hard on the horse's belly. The war horse under his crotch was in pain, and he screamed loudly and without any pity, he injected the fighting spirit into his equally good war horse.

The black war horse, like a chicken blood, began to run wildly. It was originally dozens of feet away from Zhou Han, and was constantly being pulled closer.

After Zhou Han turned around and shot a crossbow, he was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly activated the speed of the Qingchao horse. But he was different from Yuwen Hu, and he dared to destroy his beloved war horse to death.

During this chase, the two of them had already pulled the large army a little beyond the li. However, the distance between Zhou Han and Yuwen Hu was only ten feet long.

The dark horse under Yuwen Hu's crotch had blood and sweat all over his body. This was not a sweat-blooded horse. It was the war horse that had been destroyed by fighting spirit too much, and the blood vessels in his body had exploded. The war horse might have been alive for a while.

But Yuwen Hu showed no sign of stopping. He directly poked the horse's butt with a javelin. The blood splattered. The speed of the dark horse, which had already exceeded its limit, suddenly increased by a fraction.

Within seven or eight breaths, the distance was narrowed to seven or eight feet away. After Zhou Han turned around and shot a crossbow, he suddenly felt a sense of danger. He was about to urge his horse to speed again regardless of the life or death of the Qingchao horse.

The butcher Yuwen Hu showed his strength and domineeringness at this moment. The extremely muscular arm swung suddenly. The javelin injected with metal fighting spirit turned into a golden red lightning. In this moment, the air rubbed violently with the fighting spirit of the javelin, making a sharp roar.

Zhou Han was shocked and heard a shocking roar from behind. He dared not hesitate at all. He stepped on his legs on the stirrups, and with the horsepower forward, the man flew forward like a big bird.

"Puff."

The javelin hit the green horse and passed through it directly. A very good BMW fell to the ground after a wailing sound, rolled forward and slid forward several feet along the inertia.

Zhou Han felt extremely distressed, and the fighting spirit in his body suddenly activated a little. He knew that once the war horse died, his life would probably be really impossible to save.

However, before he died, he would delay more time. He landed lightly and flexibly like a bird, with his feet slashing, and a faint shadow flew out, constantly galloping forward. In a very short time, his speed was almost no less than when the blue horse was fastest. In the grass that was beyond his knees, his body and mind were like black shadows, which made people unable to see. The name of the raven was completely revealed at this moment. The extremely outstanding body skills and speed were the foundation for a scout to track or escape.

Yuwen Hu hated this difficult master in his heart, but when he was about to drive the war horses to chase him again, the war horse under his crotch was already too heavy to bear the burden. After a whimpering and neighing, he fell to the ground.

After Yuwen Hu turned over and landed, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and he kicked the head of the war horse, which was still struggling, and cursed the trash wildly. He no longer chased after him on foot, but stood there waiting for someone to come. First of all, it was a thing like body skills. He was not good at it. It was not easy to catch up with the raven Zhou Han with a long-handled giant axe.

Secondly, a person's durability is far less than that of a horse. Although Zhou Han exploded with extreme speed in a short time, this explosive speed would be considered awesome if he could last for one stick of incense.

In this vast prairie, it is simply a delusion to escape the pursuit of the Blood Wolf soldiers. It can be said that Zhou Han is dead after losing his horse.

Not long after, Helian Bo, Zong Wuji and some blood wolf soldiers chased him. As soon as he saw the green horse strung with candied haws, he secretly felt heartbroken, but he did not dare to question Yuwen Hu.

"Zong Wuji heard that you are good at tracking and killing enemies. You brought fifty elite blood wolf soldiers to chase that kid. The kid could not run far without a war horse. If you can't bring his head back, die outside and don't come back." Butcher Yuwen Hu seemed to have gradually become cold in blood, and his mind slightly recovered.

When Zong Wuji heard this, he cursed in his heart, "Damn it, you're a good idea to tell me? Is I your subordinate? However, there are elite blood wolf army around him, and he is not a rival to Yuwen Hu. He had to bite the bullet and agree, "Don't worry, a mere middle-level bronze scout boy, without a war horse, he can capture it."

Immediately, Zong Wuji led fifty elite blood wolf soldiers to track and kill them all the way. Indeed, with his ability, it was almost impossible for Zhou Han to get rid of it under such circumstances.

Just a few hours later, Zong Wuji took his people to catch up with Zhou Han. However, Zong Wuji was a narrow-minded person and would revenge him. He could not defeat Yuwen Hu, but the anger in his heart spread to these elite blood wolf soldiers.

The Blood Wolf soldiers who could finally ride a horse to catch up with everyone are all the elites. Among these fifty people, almost all of them were black iron level. After Zong Wuji caught up with Zhou Han, he made a plan and threatened to capture Zhou Han alive to give Hushang a heart. After setting up a siege, he deliberately let a small wave of seven or eight blood wolf soldiers catch up with Zhou Han first.

Zhou Han's ability was also extremely amazing. He knew that he would die, and he used all kinds of dirty and not dirty methods. After paying the price of serious injury, all seven or eight elite soldiers were killed by him.

"What a great guy, please be careful." Zong Wuji pretended to shout, and then began to tease Zhou Han like a cat playing with a mouse.

From time to time, he drove one or two blood wolf soldiers to die, one for revenge, and the other for satisfying some distorted needs in his mind. What he likes the most is to see his prey showing despair, collapse, helplessness and fear under his own tracking and forced. He wanted to see when this kid collapsed.

But he obviously had too much fun, forgot the time, and underestimated Zhou Han's willpower. This game was at dawn the next day. Zhou Han was almost dying, and when dozens of horses were heard in the distance, he used his last strength to make a sharp roar for help.

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