Gongsun Juan's eyes widened. He felt like the world was spinning. Why did the wolf who was so brave just now die all of a sudden? This is an illusion, this must be an illusion!
Before he could react, he only heard a sound of breaking through the air. He quickly lowered his head and heard a "whoosh" sound. There was a strong airflow passing over his head, and his mount made a long hiss.
, with a sudden shock, he was knocked off his horse like this.
With a "plop", Gongsun Juan's face came into close contact with the ground. He only felt the salty, wet liquid flowing rapidly from his mouth and nose. He knew that it was his own blood, and he wanted to
He opened his mouth to scream, but his teeth were almost shattered. He was in so much pain that he could hardly speak. How could he still scream?
Gongsunjuan felt a heartbreaking pain, and he opened his mouth to scream, but he received another hard blow on his leg, as if a mountain of tai was pressing down on him, and it suddenly pressed on his left ankle. He could hear it clearly.
His bones "cracked" for a while, and the huge pain immediately stimulated his nerves. Now he couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Ouch, yoyoyo, it hurts me to death!"
But this is not the most terrifying thing. In the grass, there are three to four hundred people who are bare-chested, wrapped in wolf skins from the waist down, and covered with tattoos. Each one moves extremely fast, coming and going like flying, and the person in front of him is
The ferocious wolf head tattooed on the chest, with blood-red eyes, a long tongue sticking out, and evil saliva dripping from the fangs, isn't this the symbol of the Tiefu Huns who made the grasslands fearful?
The three Tiefu warriors, with faces covered with tattoos and scars, had evil smiles on their faces. They held the sharp scimitars and ran straight towards Gongsun Juan. They shouted: "Young Master has ordered us to kill this person."
people!"
Gongsun Juan shouted: "My life is over!" He closed his eyes, not even daring to think that after his head was chopped off by these ferocious Huns, he would make it into a wine glass just like the ancient Yuezhi king.
Or the miserable situation after the urinal, and my current expression, will it remain after becoming those things?
A strong gust of wind blew against my face, carrying the faint fragrance of powder, and Murong Lan's shrill whistle came from far away, "Don't worry about your departure, Gongsun, I'm here to save you!"
Before the people arrived, three shrill sounds of piercing the air had already sounded. Gongsun Juan felt his scalp numb. The three Huns warriors who had rushed less than ten steps away from him flew backwards, and each of them flew backwards.
There was a long fang arrow stuck in each of their chests, piercing their chests and backs. The eyes of the three of them were all wide open, as if they could not believe that they would end like this.
On the grassland, there were killing sounds and the sound of weapons clashing everywhere. Hundreds of Tiefu Xiongnu warriors rushed from all directions, some on horseback, coming and going like the wind, and more coming from the grass.
When the three Tiefu soldiers fell, at least a dozen people roared and rushed towards Gongsun Juan fifty steps away.
Murong Lan rode her horse to Gongsun Juan's side, frowning slightly, Gongsun Juan shouted: "Quickly, get this damn horse away from me and my legs!"
Murong Lan gritted her teeth, hung the big bow on the saddle, reached around her waist, and a nine-foot long whip came out, and she put a big whip on her head, and with a "pop" sound, she pulled it tightly
The ground was wrapped around the dead horse's legs.
Murong Lan clamped her legs around the horse's belly, and the long spurs pierced the horse's thick abdominal fat and penetrated into its internal organs. The horse hissed in pain and jumped to the side.
The dead horse, which weighed several hundred kilograms, actually bounced half a foot into the air under the horse's leap. Gongsun Juan's fat body rolled, and his injured leg was pulled out from under the dead horse. As soon as he left, the dead horse
The horse's body hit the ground heavily from the air, bringing up a pile of dust.
Murong Lan raised his whip again, and this time it circled Gongsun Juan's waist. With a flick of his wrist, Gongsun Juan flew into the sky and suddenly landed on the riding whip behind Murong Lan. Gongsun Juan looked at it carefully and saw
In front of her, Murong Lan had an arrow stuck in her shoulder. Blood was pouring out from the wound. The feathers on the shaft of the arrow were already dyed blood red.
Murong Lan's eyes flashed coldly, she turned back to look at Gongsun Juan's feet, and said solemnly: "Gongsun Xingshou, can you still ride a horse like this?"
Gongsun Juan nodded hurriedly and said: "Mrs. Cang, don't worry about me, just ride the horse. If I fall off the horse, you must not look back and care about me."
Murong Lan suddenly laughed: "No, I promised Canglang that I will never abandon you no matter what! Sit down!"
As she spoke, she rolled up her long whip and wrapped it twice around Gongsun Juan's waist, tying him tightly behind her. She reined in the horse, and the horse's hooves were flying, and it headed towards the grass.
He ran out of the depths.
This pasture is full of dead bodies. The horses of their dead owners are wandering around. Many horses lower their heads and lick their owners' corpses, as if they want him to stand up again. The green grass is dyed with bright red dots, and the air is full of them.
It was filled with a strong, pungent smell of blood.
Murong Lan ran out of Liyu, only to find that in all directions, there were Hun cavalry galloping back and forth. More than ten cavalrymen wanted to disperse the merchant group guards who broke out, but they were killed on the spot. She frowned and jumped off the saddle.
, and Gongsun's family members, crouched down among the long grass, with four or five corpses scattered around, she whispered: "Gongsun, please don't make any noise, if you still want to live!"
Gongsun Juan looked around and saw that most of the hundreds of guards who were still in the merchant group just now had disappeared. Maybe they died in the battle, maybe they escaped. Only those who were still standing could be seen by themselves.
An Tong and five or six guards in the rear team were grouped together back to back, while two to three hundred Huns warriors were surrounding them, riding horses, circling back and forth, surrounding them in the middle. Obviously, the outcome was determined by the outcome.
Already divided.
There are more than 400 Xiongnu Tiefu warriors who have surrounded the camels in the center, and dozens of Han women have been pulled to the other side, trembling and crying, but in the eyes of the Huns,
Staring at the treasure chests on top of Luo Peak, all of them glowed with green light like wolf eyes.
Gongsun Juan pulled Murong Lan, lay down on the grass, and whispered: "No, we have to pretend to be dead, maybe we can escape with our lives, but your husband is probably dead." He could finally calm down for a while now,
Immediately I thought of Cang Lang's death in the battle just now, and I could even imagine how sad this woman would be after learning about her husband's death. Maybe it was time for me to step forward, take her in, and comfort her wounded heart.
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Murong Lan looked calm and shook her head: "Gongsun Xingshou, just wait and see the good show."
This chapter has been completed!