The enemy in ambush is attacking!
The rain of arrows flew in the direction of Qi Yingfei, wave after wave, among them were heavy and large iron arrows, and it was no problem to tie three people with one arrow. And arrows with burning fireballs shot at the flags in the sky, as if to burn out the emblem of the Eagle Army.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
The horn of the withdrawal sounded, but the enemy's attack horn also sounded, instantly covering the withdrawal signal of the Eagle Army. At this time, the arrows just passed three waves, and the enemy's cavalry rushed down like flowing water! Front, back, left and right, the sound of horses' hooves, screams, gongs and drums echoed through the valley, making Fu Yan almost tinnitus.
"Surrounded...!" Cen Yi slammed out his sword, "Fu Yan, back!"
Fu Yan pulled out his sword and stepped back subconsciously, only to hear a "bang", the seriousness of the people from the northern border The sword slashed down hard, and the force was heavy and urgent. Fu Yan was originally a backhand, but when his hand became numb and his strength was loosened, the sword was sent flying!
"Fuck!" Fu Yan scolded directly, kicking the horse's belly and quickly avoiding it. Seeing that he was so rude, the Northern Xinjiang man showed a arrogant smile, and stared at Fu Yan and chased after him!
Fu Yan's riding skills were not very good at first, and the enemy and us were still fighting together in a mess. There were all roadblocks in front of him, and there was almost no way to escape. Fu Yan grabbed the handle of the dagger around his waist and hesitated for a second whether to pull it out. At this moment, an arrow flew straight from the chaos, and slammed into Fu Yan's horse's hind legs, and the warhorse sat down directly!
Fu Yan fell to the ground, his helmet fell off, his head was dizzy, and he rolled on the ground for two times before he stopped when his back hit a stone. Fortunately, he avoided the sword swung by the pursuers. When he stood up forcibly, he glanced at a blood-stained epee in front of him, and reached out and grabbed it.
Bang! ! !
Fu Yan blocked another sword, and the hands he used this time, Ma Gui Ma, at least would not be lost. The horse of the Northern Xinjiang man temporarily ran over his head, giving him time to stagger and stand up. Fu Yan was also stimulated by this environment so that his adrenaline surged, his heart couldn't run away, let's do it!
- Anyway, this is a dream!
- You can't live without fighting anyway!
He felt ruthless in his heart, but he was so daring that he was ready to give the Northern Xinjiang warhorse a turn. The Beijiang man saw his plan at a glance, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, he bowed and raised his sword on the galloping horse, seeing that he was going to pierce through Fu Yan along the way. It was too late to speak, and an arm suddenly stretched out from behind Fu Yan, clasped his waist and hugged him suddenly, Fu Yan instantly rose into the air-sitting on Fan Xiangyi's horse!
"You don't know how to hide if you don't know how to fight?! Are you standing there waiting to die!" Fan Xiangyi fixed Fu Yan in front of him with one hand, and with the other he took out his sword and threw it out. The neck of the northern Xinjiang people. The man fell off the horse on his back and never got up again. Fan Xiangyi took away the heavy sword from Fu Yan's hand again and again, Fu Yan was able to hold the sword firmly with both hands, and Fan Xiangyi danced with one hand.
"Sit firmly!" Fan Xiangyi had to rein in Fu Yan's hand, and his tone was really bad, "I don't have time to take care of you, don't blame me for falling!"
Fu Yan was already in a panic where he was sitting. There was no other place to hold him, so he had to lean against his arms, and even tried to hug his waist. Fan Xiangyi was froze all over by this action, but he quickly raised his sword to chop off the flying arrows and devoted himself to the fight.
Originally, he was too lazy to get involved in this boring plot, but just now he watched Fu Yan get off his horse and was almost pierced in the opposite direction. Fan Xiangyi felt that the irritability in his heart could not be suppressed. He was originally belligerent and slaughtering. The reverberation and blood of the war lingered around him, and the tumult in his heart was uncontrollable.
Fan Xiang settled a handful of Fu Yan in front of him, then let go of fighting and killing. Under his guidance, the warhorse galloped all the way without stopping. The heavy sword slashed at the enemy, as if there was no resistance at all, and the flying head was like cutting mud.
Although Fu Yan jolted violently on the horse's back, he calmed down, and even had enough time to start watching and listening in all directions. He saw an arrow coming towards Fan Xiangyi's head, and he reached out to block it faster than his brain. As a result, the arrow was not aimed at Brahma Xiangyi, but instead cut a piece of flesh off Fu Yan's hand.
Fan Xiangyi was mad at his "self-inflicted injury" behavior, and scolded: "This fucking can hurt? If you are stupid again, I will just throw you down and die!"
Fu Yan was also stabbed. After reacting, Fan Xiangyi probably had no difference between having eyes on the back of his head, and this arrow would definitely not hurt him. It was really unnecessary for him to do this. Although his original intention was to do good things, he was indeed wrong, so he had to retract his injured hand, hold Brahma Xiangyi's waist with one hand, and did not speak.
Fan Xiang didn't wait for his response for a second or two, and then said violently: "This will make you faint?"
"I won't interfere with you." Fu Yan paused, then raised his finger and said, "The prince is over there!"
Fan Xiang Xiang became angry when he saw his bloody hand, and said angrily: "Take care of yourself! Do you have time to take care of others?"
"He is consciously going to the 'God of War', which must be the purpose!" Fu Yan's hand It hurts a lot, but the more it hurts, the clearer his thoughts become, "He may know what the mission is about... He saw us, he wants to come over!"
Fan Xiang said, "You just use me to complete the mission for you. ?!"
Fu Yan didn't answer, looking at his mutilated palm, frowning and gasping for air.
Fan Xiangyi was choked inexplicably, and looked irritable again, scolded secretly, and rushed up to relieve Cen Yi.
Cen Yi has already been painted. If it wasn't for the fact that he changed into the clothes of the ordinary Flying Eagle Army before setting off this time, maybe the Northern Xinjiang people would cut him faster than attacking Qi Yingfei. He finally reunited with Fu Yan again, and when he came over, he found that Fu Yan's palm seemed to be cut in half, and he was shocked: "Your hand...!"
"Don't talk nonsense." Fu Yan said, "Tell me about your plan. "
Cen Yi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly talked about his guess: "I suspect that the wish of the God of War is to bring all his soldiers back to their hometown for burial!"
Yes, Cen Yi had an inspiration in the tense battle, Suddenly I figured out what Qi Yingfei said!
Qi Yingfei said that he must bring back all the Eagle Army, otherwise he would rather be wrapped in horse leather and buried in the battlefield.
Qi Yingfei said that as long as the Flying Eagle Flag was still flying, the Flying Eagle Army would concentrate on the flag and advance and retreat together. Qi Yingfei also asked: "If His Highness also goes to the front line, might he collect the bones and corpses for those who died in battle?" Cen Yi remembered that
he answered: "Three hundred and one people, I will order them and return them."
Open book exam!
Chen Yi realized. He remembered that according to the records he had read before, Qi Yingfei's body was transported back to the capital and buried in a grand burial. But the soldiers he brought, the Eagle Army that he personally named and trained, did not know how many were left on the battlefield forever.
——This time, we must take them all away! This must be his wish!
Cen Yi thought about it, and planned to quickly explain to Fu Yan, "That flying eagle flag is..." Before he finished speaking, the flying eagle flag
that was standing high suddenly fell down slowly.
"Crap!" Cen Yi didn't have time to explain, so he had to quickly say, "The flag can't be down! Just stand up!"
He turned the horse's head as he spoke, kicked the horse's belly, and ran towards the direction where the flagpole fell. Fu Yan had no choice but to turn his head to look at Fan Xiangyi.
Fan Xiangyi: "...I'm really fucking looking for trouble for myself!"
After he finished cursing, he rode his horse to keep up with Cen Yi. Cen Yi's combat skills are also better than Fu Yan's, and it's not enough to see on the battlefield, not to mention that the closer you get to Qi Yingfei, the more enemies, and Cen Yi's entry is like sending people's heads. Fu Yan wondered how he could help him, but Fan Xiangyi pressed his head as soon as he turned his head.
"Just be honest with me!" Fan Xiangyi said, and personally cut off a Northern Xinjiang man who had attacked Cen Yi, "Don't ask for trouble!"
Fu Yan happened to be so painful that he didn't want to move, so he huddled there and didn't make a sound. .
So, under the guidance of Fan Xiangyi, Cen Yi finally stumbled and passed through a layer of melee that was denser than one layer. The closer to the flag, the thicker the black smoke. When they finally got close to the flag, the visibility in the black smoke was already less than ten meters.
It was only after entering the infiltrating core area that Cen Yi saw Qi Yingfei's current state.
He was almost out of human form.
I say almost, because at first glance it can be seen that it is a man, riding a horse. But that person, that horse, can no longer see the specific appearance.
They are made of black smoke, two or three times taller than the others around them, and they leave behind wafting smoke wherever they pass. Obviously such an image, the surrounding enemies and comrades are not surprised at all, they still come and go around him. Some people desperately want to kill him, and some people desperately want to protect him.
Cen Yi knew that he was Qi Yingfei.
And those around, even if they are human faces, are not necessarily human characters.
Qi Yingfei, who was resentful in the city of Black Smoke, was still brave and good at fighting, and the surrounding enemies rushed towards him, wanting to devour him. His horse was neighing, and his sword was thumping. Every second he looked at him, Cen Yi felt more and more irritable in his heart.
Fu Yan saw the flag on the ground, and it was at this time that he clearly saw the pattern on it - an eagle.
Fu Yan also saw black smoke billowing from the flag that had been trampled on repeatedly. The black smoke floated up and gathered at Qi Yingfei, making this Specter grow taller and taller. Fu Yan subconsciously felt that it would only be worse if it went on like this, so he reminded loudly, "The flag is there!"
Cen Yi also saw the flag. He almost got off his horse, stumbled towards the flag, and was almost crushed by the enemy's warhorse. I don't know if it was a coincidence or some other reason, the black smoke was flowing in this strange place, and the people from the northern border just didn't hurt Cen Yi, who was running around on his legs.
Cen Yi finally grabbed the flagpole.
He erected the flag abruptly, and as the flag flew again, Cen Yi shouted: "Flying Eagle Army, come here!!!"
At this moment, the Flying Eagle Flag instantly turned into black smoke, and it stretched like a dark cloud. Expand.
Brahma narrowed his pupils.
"Wanhun Banner?!?!?!"
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