. "》        When seeing the archer hiding in the opposite direction, the flames burning on the arrows of the feather arrows that were poking out, Yun Zhao immediately understood what the other party was going to do. He looked around and saw that there was nothing in the room that could be used to resist. Apart from tables, chairs, benches, and the thatch in the sky, and these things would become his own death talisman in a moment.

The other party was trying to force himself out, but Yun Zhao felt miserable. If he didn't rush out, he would be burned to death. If he rushed out, at least dozens of bows were aiming at him outside, especially among them, there was an opponent who was just slightly inferior to him. Today was a dead end. Mother, Rou Niang, I'm here to accompany you, Yun Zhao was silently reciting in his heart.

He raised his head and through the window, the rockets outside cut through the night sky and fell directly towards the house where he was hiding. The thatch above his head was ignited first with a loud bang. Then several rockets were inserted from the closed door, and thick smoke rose. Several rockets passed through the window and inserted into the wall inside the house, and Bibi burned with peeling.

Yun Zhao suddenly raised his head, with a look of extreme hatred in his eyes. Even if he had to die here today, he had to take enough support to accompany him to meet King Yama.

"Mom, Rou Niang, you guys are ready, see how I killed the enemy!" Yun Zhao let out a wolf-like howling scream, and suddenly stood up. The iron bow in his hand sounded crisply, and the feather arrow flew out. A scream came from outside. An archer with half his head looked up to the sky and fell down. A sharp arrow on his forehead penetrated deep into the skull.

Like a locust arrowhead flying towards the window, Yun Zhao leaned against the wall, and when the arrow rain was a little sparse, he turned around and shot another arrow. Almost at the same time, Jamuha, who had been waiting patiently, was looking for an opportunity, let out a roar, and the feather arrow shot out like lightning, and another fell outside. In the room, Yun Zhao's face was covered with cold sweat. The mistress archer shot his left arm holding the bow. The arrow was extremely powerful and shot his upper arm through. Fortunately, the arrow did not hurt the bones. He reached out to grab the tail of the arrow. Yun Zhao gritted his teeth, exerted force and let out a muffled groan, and the arrowhead was pulled out by him. With a sound, the arrowhead was thrown to the ground. Yun Zhao sat on the ground, tore open a collar, and wrapped it around the wound with force.

Jamuha didn't know whether he had shot the other party with this arrow. The fire in the house in front was getting bigger and bigger. At this time, Yun Zhao still did not rush out. With a wave of his hand, several Mongolians rushed out of their hiding place, running and shooting at the window that had been shot in a mess and burned with fire. Behind them, Jamuha's arrow in his hand was aiming steadily at the window.

When Hong Niangzi and Sanyan Yan Xiaoyi rode into Yunjia Village, they were stunned by the situation in front of them. During the day, there was a festive village with a blazing fire. In the open courtyard gate, you can see corpses lying in pools of blood in some courtyards. The strong smell of blood was roasted by the fire, which made it even more pungent.

Three-eyed tiger and Yan Xiaoyi looked at the scenes in front of them in horror. The bows in their hands were already in their hands, and the arrows were stomping and slowly moving, preparing for attacks that could come at any time.

"Let's go to Yun Zhao's house!" The Hong Madam waved her hand, grabbed the horse's belly, and ran forward. Three-eyed tiger and Yan Xiaoyi quickly followed.

The sound of horse hooves sounded in the village. Jamukha didn't feel anything strange. He thought this was the messenger sent by Lord Aqisi to destroy the enemy. If he had not rushed back before dawn and was seen, although someone was covering Lucheng, it would be a troublesome thing.

"You two, go and see and tell them we will end soon!" Jamuha was confident. Under such a big fire, Yun Zhao couldn't hold it for long, and maybe he would rush out in the next moment.

"Yes, sir!" Two men ran outside.

“喂,停下来,札木合大人说……”两名蒙人迎着马蹄声响的地方奔去,一边张嘴大呼,看到红娘子三人的身影,声音一下子像被刀从中截断一般,“红娘子!”这些蒙人对于纵横大漠的鹰嘴岩二当家当然不会陌生,两人只来得及惊呼一声,红娘子身边的三眼虎与燕小乙一人一箭,已是将他们射倒在地.红娘子根本就没有看他们一眼,只管纵马前冲,便似早就知道结果会是如此一般.

The sound of horse hooves, as fast as a storm, kept ringing, and there was no sign of stopping or slowing down at all. Jamukha turned his head in confusion, and his vision was filled with a red cloak. The big red cloak that floated high in the night wind seemed particularly gorgeous under the fire.

"Mr. Matchmaker!" Jamuha exclaimed in dismay. He had fought with the bandits in Yingzhu Rock for a time and twice.

The war horses were like lightning, flying from the other end of the street. When all the men who were aiming at the burning house with arrows turned their heads in shock, the war horse, which was as color as the big red cloak, had already rushed among them.

铮的一声,札木合脱手一箭便射向红娘子,红娘子骑在马上,马鞭一甩,间不容发之间竟然卷上了那支利箭,一拖一带,那箭便被卷飞而去,但札木合强弓射出的利箭其力道极大,红娘子亦没有想到对方之中居然有如是高手,整个身体被箭上附带着的力量冲击得向后仰去,骑在马上的上半身几乎向后反折到马背之上.

Jamuha had only had time to shoot an arrow, because after the arrow flew out, the three-eyed tiger's feather arrow had already arrived like a flying arrow. After hearing the sound of the feather arrow breaking through the air, Jamuha knew that this was another person who had been immersed in archery for a long time, and there were only a handful of people who could have such archery skills in the Eagle Beak Rock.

The Hong Madam stood up and sat up. She choked. The sword around her waist was unsheathed, and the light of the sword flashed. Several people were separated by their bodies and heads.

Yan Xiaoyi had already put away his bow and arrow and pulled out his saber. Along with Hongniang, when Hongniang swept away Jamuhe's feather arrow, he shouted "kill" and rolled up the crowd like a wind.

The three-eyed tiger stayed dozens of meters away, with the bow and arrow in its hand flat, looking for the traces of Jamuha. At the same time, it opened its voice and shouted loudly: "Brother Yun Zhao, Yun Zhao, are you still alive? I am Master Hu, come out quickly!" Seeing this group of men surrounding a burning house, the three-eyed tiger knew that it must be Yun Zhao inside.

Yun Zhao roared out of the room. At this time, his face was black and his hair was curled up. When he rushed out of the falling door, flames were already ignited. He roared, and the iron bow in his hand sounded like a priceless bead. Every time, a man fell down.

After running for five steps, he had already produced ten arrows.

After shooting down ten Mong people, the distance between him and his opponent was only twenty steps away, his eyes were blood red, Yun Zhao abandoned his bow, drew his sword, accelerated, and rushed into the crowd.

After shooting the first arrow, Jamuha immediately withdrew from the battle. He quietly retreated to Yun Zhao's home and turned over from the back window.

From the moment Hong Niang appeared, from the moment Hong Niang and her followers drove their horses into their companions, the battle was over. He had only archery skills, but he could not perform it, because at this time, as long as he shot another arrow, the opponent's two archery skills masters, including Yun Zhao, could easily lock their position, and he did not want to die young.

Leaving his companion, listening to his companion's continuous screams, Jamukha slipped away in a mess. Qi Yan Gang, who saw the opportunity very early, was on his back, carrying the iron bow that originally belonged to him that had been searched from Yun Zhao's home.

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Chapter completed!