Seeing more and more Jurchens approaching, Xia Guang knew that he could not escape.

Before he became a bodyguard, he was a frontier soldier, and he still had good eyesight. He could tell that these Jurchens were very strong in foot combat. If he had a horse now, he might still have a chance to escape.

But once he fights these Jurchens on foot, with his ability, he can deal with one Jurchen, but with a dozen Jurchens in front of him, he has no chance of leaving alive.

He has no regrets about staying.

He is the leader of these bodyguards. He led these people to take over Fan Ji's business and followed Fan Ji's motorcade to the grassland. Now they are attacked by Jurchens, and so many Jurchens died tragically.

In his hands, he couldn't leave, he had to stay, even if he knew he was going to die, he still had to stay with the dead bodyguards.

"Chang Bin, you must go back alive and make Fan Ji's story known to the public." Xia Guang looked back at the place where they put the horses, and the straight knife in his hand tightened.

There was no movement in that direction, and he knew that Chang Bin had not grabbed the horse and left.

At this time, the longer he persists here and holds back the Jurchens, the greater the chance that Chang Bin will leave alive.

"Kill him." Kutai waved his hand.

More than a dozen Jurchens rushed towards Xia Guang.

Xia Guang swung the straight knife in his hand and while resisting the attack of the Jurchen closest to him, he stepped back, trying to buy time for Chang Bin.

However, he knew in his heart that he could not resist for long.

As he watched the other Jurchens getting closer and closer to him, as long as the few Jurchens behind him surrounded him, that would be the real critical moment.

Tread! Tread! Tread...

Under the night, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded, and everyone's eyes subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound of horse hooves came from.

Two war horses rushed out of the darkness, and there was a figure on the back of one of the horses.

"Brother Xia, mount your horse quickly."

The horse stopped a few steps away from Xia Guang, and Chang Bin shouted to Xia Guang from the horseback.

"Didn't I let you go? Who asked you to come back?" Xia Guang's face darkened, but his movements were not slow at all. He rushed up in a few steps, pulled the reins, turned over and jumped onto the horse's back.

"Let's go together." Chang Bin said solemnly.

Xia Guang knew that it was useless to blame him now. He took the reins and said: "Let's go! Drive!"

He knocked the horse's belly with both hands and urged the horse to run.

After running out a few steps, he didn't see Chang Bin following him, so he hurriedly turned back.

Suddenly, Chang Bin on horseback raised the knife in his hand and shouted: "Tatars like dogs, I will fight with you."

"Chang Bin!" Xia Guang shouted.

However, Chang Bin didn't even look back and urged his war horse to rush towards the Jurchens.

In such a short distance, the horse couldn't run fast at all. Chang Bin could only wave the knife in his hand and slash at the Jurchens who were surrounding him. At the same time, he shouted: "Brother Xia, hurry up. I'll stop them. You must."

Bring the news about the Fan family's collusion with Hou Jin..."

Halfway through the words, he looked down at his chest and found an arrow stuck in it. He wanted to open his mouth to finish what he said, but what he spit out was blood, blocking the unfinished words.

All the weapons in the hands of the Jurchens were directed at Chang Bin.

At this time, Chang Bin only felt cold all over and could not feel any pain at all, even if he was struck by a knife or ax.

He turned his head hard and looked in the direction Xia Guang left. He tried his best to open his mouth and wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

In that direction, it was dark and nothing could be seen.

The knife in the hand of a Jurchen slashed Chang Bin's body, and he was taken off the horse and fell to the ground. Then he cut off his neck with another knife.

Kutai by the bonfire put away the long bow in his hand and said to the Jurchen beside him: "Get on your horse and give chase! Don't let that Nikan escape."

"drive!"

Xia Guang struck the horse's back hard with the blade of the straight knife in his hand, urging the horse to gallop.

At this time, he didn't care whether he would hurt the horse if he let it run wildly in the night. His life was bought by Chang Bin with his own life. He must live, escape from this group of Jurchens, and escape back to Zhangjiakou to find Fan.

The person who remembers it will settle the score and avenge the dead bodyguards.

Under the darkness, Xia Guang kept beating the horse on his crotch, trying to make the horse run faster.

Behind him, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats followed, reminding him that the Jurchens were chasing behind him and had no intention of letting him go.

Whoosh!

An arrow flew past his scalp, followed by more arrows.

Xia Guang leaned down and pressed his body tightly against the horse's back, trying his best to prevent the arrows from behind from hitting him.

He was fortunate that the sky was dark tonight, and there weren't even many stars. If it had been daytime, with the archery skills of these Jurchens, he might have been hit by an arrow long ago.

Even so, several arrows passed by his body, narrowly avoiding vital parts of his body. In the end, only his shoulder was scratched by an arrow shot from behind, causing burning pain.

After carrying it, the arrows fired from behind gradually became sparse.

Xia Guang knew that there were not many arrows in the Jurchen's quiver, and now was the best time for him to escape.

Thinking of this, he didn't care about pity for the horse's power. He raised the straight knife in his hand and stabbed the horse's butt, stimulating the horse's final potential.

Sure enough, with this sword strike, the horse's speed increased even more.

However, he knew that even if he could escape from the hands of these Jurchens, the war horse would be useless, and he would have to rely on his own feet to walk out of the grassland in the future.

Even so, he has no regrets.

If he still pities the war horse at this time, it will be difficult for him to escape from under the eyes of the Jurchens.

The sound of horse hooves and the shouts of the Jurchens behind him became smaller and smaller. Xia Guang knew that he had gradually opened the distance from the Jurchens. Now he only hoped to get rid of these Jurchens completely before the horse collapsed.

But at this moment, there was only a click, and then the front of the war horse sank, and he was thrown off the horse. He fell to the ground and rolled several times, and was knocked unconscious.

He knew it was all over.

The horse probably stepped into some pit and broke its leg, and the Jurchen chasing him would soon catch up.

The straight knife originally held in his hand flew to an unknown place the moment he fell from the horse.

It's so dark and there are grass all around. It's hard to find it if you fall in during the day, let alone it's still night.

Without weapons, Xia Guang knew that he could only deal with the Jurchens with his bare hands.

Fortunately, the surrounding weeds were no more than knee-deep, so we could use them to hide.

He did not expect to be able to avoid the Jurchens with the help of these weeds, because he knew that once the Jurchens found the wounded horse lying on the ground, they would definitely stop and search for traces of him nearby.
Chapter completed!