"What is he? Who is he?" The red lady looked at Yun Zhao whose eyes suddenly turned blood red, and asked inexplicably: "What's wrong with you, Yun Zhao?"

Yun Zhao shook the reins and pushed the dark clouds to run forward on the snow, "Archer, the archer who blocked me in Yunjia Village is him!"

Yun Zhao did not see Jamu He in Yunjia Village. Jamu He had been hiding in the dark at that time, but the archery skills and habits Jamu He showed that day in Yunjia Village were unforgettable to Yun Zhao. Jamu He just now

The six arrows in one shot, the timing when shooting, and the calculated angle changes are exactly the same as the archer in Yunjiacun. Such archers are rare, especially Yu Yunzhao, who is a super god in his own right.

As far as an archer is concerned, how can an archer who is almost on par with himself not remain fresh in his memory?

Upon hearing this, the red lady was also shocked, and hurriedly rode up to catch up, saying, "Yun Zhao, here are the arrows for you!" She took off her quiver and threw it to Yun Zhao.

After grabbing the quiver and taking out several feather arrows, Yun Zhao opened Po Jun.

At this time, the entire battlefield has become extremely chaotic. There are Mongols running on horseback everywhere. The only ones that can maintain a certain scale are Jamuka's large tent soldiers and Yingzuiyan's tribe, but they are only a hundred or so at most.

The people gathered together in a team, and the others were also disrupted. However, one party tried its best to escape, while the other party vigorously pursued and killed them.

This is the so-called defeat. When the cavalry flees, they are more vulnerable than the infantry. You cannot turn around to meet the enemy. At this time, you can turn around and face the pursuers who have a speed advantage. You can only

It's a death sentence. Most of them don't even dare to stop at all. Once they stop, the broken soldiers behind them will even knock you off your horse or, in order to open a way, they will not hesitate to chop you with their swords.

At this time, Yun Zhao could only see Jamuka under the opponent's big banner. The red lady couldn't worry about it, so she followed Yun Zhao to protect him. Then Yan Xiaoyi also rushed over at the red lady's call. There were dozens of people behind them each.

Riding behind Yun Zhao, he chased forward fiercely.

Jamuka's chest was filled with anger, and his eyes fiercely searched for Albugu among the defeated troops. He wanted to kill this trash, but in two hours, two hours, he couldn't stop him.

He also overran his own troops, which was a shame he had never experienced since he led his troops into battle. He had already been defeated before even engaging the enemy.

Seeing the elite big tent soldiers being bundled up by the fleeing horse bandits and running forward, the entire army was torn to pieces, and Jamuka's heart was bleeding. The dignified big tent soldiers were being chased by a group of horse bandits.

This is a disgraceful thing. Today's battle will definitely make you a laughing stock in the royal court.

A warning sign suddenly arose in his heart. Jamuka turned around and saw that two hundred steps away, a big black horse was galloping towards him like lightning. That was Yun Zhao. Beside him, there was a big red cloak.

Flying in the wind, it was the Red Lady. Together with another group of hawk-mouthed rock horse bandits, they surrounded Yunzhao and helped him cut down the opponents one by one who stood in the way.

In an instant, the distance between the two people shortened a lot. One hundred and fifty steps away, the opponent released his bowstring, and a wisp of black shadow quickly expanded in Jamuka's eyes.

It was an arrow shot by his opponent. Jamukha's pupils shrank. After a while, Yun Zhao was actually able to shoot an arrow from a distance of 150 steps. He was also an expert in archery. With just a casual glance, Jamukh immediately

He judged that the arrow was powerful enough to shoot him down.

He whipped out his saber and struck it backward with force. With a clang, the arrow was swept away. Jamuka's wrist went numb and his heart felt even more awe-inspiring.

Swish, swish, three arrows were shot in succession. Jamukha did not dare to be careless. He suddenly turned his horse and rushed towards the diagonal stab. The three arrows almost formed a straight line and passed through the position where Jamukha was just now. He screamed repeatedly.

Suddenly, a big tent soldier holding the flag was hit by three arrows in succession. He fell off his horse with a thud, and the flag in his hand immediately fell into the crowd of soldiers.

Jamukha's military flag was shot over, causing chaos. The originally calm tent soldiers began to panic after they could no longer see the flying military flag. Behind them, the Yingzuiyan tribe was even more excited, shouting and shaking.

The war horses slaughtered the fleeing defeated soldiers to their heart's content.

The defeated troops blocked the path of Yun Zhao's pursuit. He watched Jamuka getting further and further away from his field of vision. He couldn't help but roared wildly, whipping the dark clouds and snow under his crotch repeatedly. The feather arrows in his hands kept stopping.

He shot out from the ground and knocked down the defeated soldiers in front of him, but he still couldn't open a passage.

"Yun Zhao, calm down!" Lady Hong saw Yun Zhao who was a little out of control.

"It's him, I can't calm down!" Yun Zhao shouted.

"Now that we know who he is, are we still afraid that we won't have a chance to take revenge?" Red Lady shouted, "In this situation, we can't catch up with him! But at least we know who he is and where he belongs? How long does it take to get there?"

It's still growing, and one day we can chop off his head."

Under the persuasion of the red lady, Yun Zhao's violent mood finally calmed down. At this moment, Shen Feng blew the horn of retreat, and the fluttering red eagle flag was erected on a gentle slope.

No longer advancing. The Yingzuiyan tribe who were chasing the enemy stopped their horses and ran towards the place where the eagle flag was erected.

"Let's go, Uncle Shen is recruiting his troops, this battle is over," said the Red Lady.

Yan Xiaoyi wiped away the sweat and blood on her face and said happily, "Miss Hong, it's been a long time since I've had such a joyful battle. I'm glad, this time we won a big victory."

The red lady did not answer, but looked at Yun Zhao with concern. Although she stopped the horse, Yun Zhao's eyes were still looking at the direction in which Jamuka was escaping.

Reaching out to hold the reins of Wuyun Tuxue's horse, the red lady whispered: "Go back, Yun Zhao." The big red horse walked back proudly, and while riding on the horse, Yun Zhao still looked back frequently, his eyes filled with excitement.

Unwilling.

Under the eagle flag, the Yingzuiyan tribe jumped and cheered. This was an absolute victory. With less than 2,000 cavalry, they defeated as many as 4,000 enemies and defeated the largest enemy in the desert.

The horse bandit tribe Dijinze was completely defeated. From now on, Dijinze will be removed from the desert horse bandits.

At this time, from the initial battlefield to the present, on the dozens of miles long pursuit route, countless ownerless horses were wandering like ghosts, and the wounded who fell off their horses but were not dead were moaning in pain, and the wailing sounds were endless.

"Yan Xiaoyi!" Shen Feng shouted.

"Old boss!" Yan Xiaoyi burst out from the cheering crowd with a smile on her face.

"Clean the battlefield."

"okay!"

This was a great victory, and whether it was soldiers, armor, arrows, or horses, they were all indispensable good things for Yingzui Rock.

"Uncle Shen!" Lady Hong walked up to Shen Feng.

"What's wrong with Yunzhao?" Shen Feng asked with concern, looking at a man riding alone on a big black horse not far away, looking at the direction of the retreating army.

"He found the person who attacked Yunjia Village. He was the leader of the large group of soldiers, an extremely outstanding archer." The Red Lady said.

Shen Feng took a breath of cold air, "Big tent soldier, Mongolian royal court?"
Chapter completed!