"Four elite cavalry!"

Yang Yun's heart sank. Wang Renze's cavalry was different from infantry. These four cavalry were wearing light armor and holding horizontal swords. They had a strong aura and rapid movements. They knew it was not easy to deal with at first glance.

The only thing that is thankful is that these four cavalry seemed a bit arrogant and did not bring bows and arrows.

Wearing armor, holding a long spear, playing with a strong bow.

All three are prepared when the cavalry had the strongest combat power. Now these four cavalry do not have long spears, strong bows, or war horses, so that Yang Yun will not fall into despair.

"Zhang Xiaohu! Now I can only rely on him!"

Yang Yun immediately put Zhang Xiaohu down. At this time, he saw two feather arrows inserted in Zhang Xiaohu's back, one inserted on his left shoulder and the other inserted on his back. Blood kept oozing out, and he was very injured at first glance.

According to the original development of the Shaolin Temple world, Zhang Xiaohu jumped into the Yellow River to escape. The injury was not serious. However, Zhang Xiaohu was able to jump into the river to escape because of luck. The Yellow River flowed rapidly, and ordinary people would only have a dead end if they jumped in.

Yang Yun dared not give his life to luck. So he made a thrust into the ball, causing another change, which led to Zhang Xiaohu's injury heavier than the original plot.

"Xiaohu, wake up!"

Yang Yun quickly slapped Zhang Xiaohu's body and forced him to wake up the already unconscious Zhang Xiaohu. Zhang Xiaohu is the son of Zhang Huailiang, and he was already a good player before entering Shaolin Temple.

If you want to deal with the four elite armored soldiers, you must rely on Zhang Xiaohu's power.

“Um…”

Zhang Xiaohu gradually woke up. As soon as he woke up, he felt a burst of pain coming from his back. However, it was this severe pain that made him wake up quickly.

"It's you! What's this place? Who are you? Where are my father?" Zhang Xiaohu's face was pale with excessive blood loss. After seeing Yang Yun, he immediately struggled to stand up and ask repeatedly.

"This is the woods south of Wang Renze camp. I just took you in. As for your father, when we broke through, he tried his best to hold Wang Renze to cover us!"

"Now, he has been killed by the traitor Wang Renze... Xiaohu, we must escape now and come to find Wang Renze to take revenge after practicing martial arts!"

Yang Yun quickly explained that he didn't know Zhang Huailiang's situation at this time, but in order to prevent Zhang Xiaohu from going back to save his father, he had to say so. Without Zhang Xiaohu, he would not be able to escape from the pursuit alone.

Anyway, according to the original timeline, Zhang Huailiang died at the hands of Wang Renze. This is not nonsense.

My father was harmed by Wang Renze?

Zhang Xiaohu's eyes were dull, and he suddenly stood there, unable to believe his ears. His father is a famous divine leg in the world, how could he die?

"Two little beasts, they ran fast! But no matter how fast they ran, they couldn't escape the palm of our brothers!"

At this time, four elite Zheng army soldiers were catching up quickly. The elite sword-holding force in front saw the two people in front stopping in place and immediately rushed forward.

"Little Tiger!" Yang Yun immediately shouted, reminding Zhang Xiaohu. Then Yang Yun forced himself to squeeze the last bit of physical strength, picked up a wooden stick from the ground, and prepared to take action.

Zhang Xiaohu turned his head blankly and looked at the four elite Zheng army soldiers who were rushing towards him.

Boom! A huge flame suddenly surged from his eyes, and endless anger appeared in his chest.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Zhang Xiaohu roared wildly, moved his body and rushed towards the elite Zheng army. His steps were very agile. He avoided the horizontal knife in the other party's hand at the moment of collision, and then pinched his fist with his right hand, thumping at the elite's throat.

Click!

The elite Zheng Jun rushed to the front covered his throat, looking disbelief, making a horrible sound from his mouth, his body fell to the ground, and soon lost his breath.

"Brothers come together!"

Seeing this, the remaining three elite Zheng army soldiers roared and rushed up together to wave the horizontal sword. The three horizontal swords made a hissing sound in the air.

These three people are all elites who have been fighting for the rest of their lives. The sword technique is ruthless. The three of them work together and the blade directly covers Zhang Xiaohu's body.

"Everyone dies!"

Zhang Xiaohu did not retreat but advanced, regardless of the blade that was about to be slashed. He turned his body, avoided two swords, blocked the last sword with his body, and then bombarded the right leg through the air, and the legs were connected in a series of rapid and violent.

Puffy!

Accompanied by the crackling sound of bone fracture, the three elite Zheng army soldiers collapsed, their bodies flew back several feet, and they fell to the ground with a bang, and they could not die again.

This move is exactly the same as Zhang Huailiang's move against the vulture just now.

This move kicked three elite Zheng army soldiers to death with this chain of legs, which made Yang Yun on the side look very excited.

He subconsciously shook his body according to Zhang Xiaohu's footwork just now, but his body suddenly felt sore. His body had not been systematically trained and could not make the other party's movements at all.

Yang Yun failed in his attempt, but his heart suddenly moved. He closed his eyes in a flash. Zhang Xiaohu's movements just now turned into an extremely clear picture and appeared in his mind, lifelike.

"I can actually remember every subtle move that Zhang Xiaohu used. Is this the ability to remember it all?"

Yang Yun was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that he suddenly had this ability. However, after thinking about it, his mind became much clearer than before, and his strong mental power brought him many benefits.

First of all, the five senses are sensitive, which can help him protect himself in the chaotic battle just now. Now there is another one that can never be remembered. This ability is more rare than the five senses, and it will be of great use in the future.

After Zhang Xiaohu used his ultimate move, his face was pale, and he stood there in place and kept sweating. He used too much force, and the wound on his back was torn and blood continued to flow.

"Brother Xiaohu! Let's go quickly, leave here first, and come to Wang Renze to take revenge after he recovers his wounds!"

Yang Yun picked up a horizontal knife from the corpse, then walked to Zhang Xiaohu and persuaded him again. As soon as he said something, he saw Zhang Xiaohu's body slowly soften.

He immediately stepped forward and supported the other party. It turned out that Zhang Xiaohu was bleeding and had fallen into a coma.

Yang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, tore some strips of cloth from the corpse on the ground, and simply bandaged the other party, and at least stopped the blood.

Before leaving, he plundered the four corpses on the ground, then placed Zhang Xiaohu's arm on his shoulder and walked towards the depths of the woods.

After the two men disappeared into the woods, a group of Zheng army infantry rushed into the forest and saw four corpses on the ground. The infantry was in an uproar and then quickly went to report to Shangguan...

I don't know how long it took.

Zhang Xiaohu slowly woke up, and cicadas cries came to his ears. It was night, and the stars were shining on the sky, and the faint moonlight shone down, sprinkling all over the quiet forest.

Crack crackle!

A bonfire was burning in front of him, and the flames licked the wood and made a subtle sound.

Zhang Xiaohu's throat was extremely dry and he felt very weak, but the wound on his back had been treated with a simple treatment and no longer bleeding.

"Brother, you're awake!"

A sound came from beside him. Zhang Xiaohu turned his head and saw a figure sitting next to the fire, roasting the yam dug out of the ground. A slight fragrance came faintly.

This man looks upright and not very handsome, but his eyes are very bright, like a burning flame at night, giving people a feeling of energeticity.

"Thank you, brother, for saving my life!"
Chapter completed!