Drunk King and Minister

Chen Qian had expected that the dull pain of the sword piercing the flesh did not strike.

Unexpected again.

After being slightly surprised and rejoiced, Chen Qian turned around quickly, stabbed the horse's belly with the spurs of her heel, and a dragon flew out of the spear in her hand, and jumped out of the pinching circle with a feint.

The person who was about to cut at his left arm a moment ago had already rolled off the horse. An arrow pierced through his heart, and the blood on the tip of the arrow seemed to be still steaming.

Du Tai looked at the feathered arrow that pierced his subordinate's heart in amazement.

Who has such supernatural power, the power of the feather arrow can pass through the breastplate and go straight to the chest from the back of the heart.

Chen Qian was also shocked in her heart, even he couldn't do it with such strength.

When Chen Qian looked up, she never thought that it would be him.

That figure... Han Zigao!

"Zi...Zigao!!" With surprise or joy surging in her chest, Chen Qian put her finger on the corner of her mouth and blew a loud whistle before she could continue to break through.

When Du Tai heard the name of the person called out by Chen Qian, his heart skipped a beat.

One Chen Qian is difficult enough to deal with, why is there another one.Judging from the strength of the archery, this person is by no means easier to deal with than Chen Qian, and he is also a difficult one!Du Tai faintly felt that his idea of ​​encircling and suppressing Chen Qian here tonight might be in vain.

"General!" Han Zigao's face was hidden in the dark.Chen Qian couldn't see his expression clearly, but only heard Han Zigao's still innocent voice, "You wait for the general to break through!"

A team of more than forty people had rushed forward when Han Zigao's voice just fell.

The pattern of melee has changed.

Du Tai didn't know where did Chen Jun, who appeared suddenly, come from?He suddenly realized that this might all be a trap set up by Chen Jun!

However, if there is such a fire, where are the nearly thousand troops?Du Tai was flustered.

I can no longer hesitate, the situation is getting worse for me...

Can't fight anymore!Chen Qian has always been treacherous, she can't stay here for long!

"Withdraw!!" Du Tai let out a long roar, turned around on his horse, and retreated quickly under the cover of the guards.

"General, do you want to pursue?" The head of the hundred household who came with Han Zigao asked Chen Qian for instructions.

"It's not suitable to pursue." Chen Qian shook her head.Although the difference in troop strength was not as great as it was in Fang Dynasty, Chen Qian sized up the second and third squads, which were clearly dusty, and raised her eyebrows.

It seems that it is close to ten.

Nearly 20 people were lost, and those who rushed out of the fire still had the strength to pursue?What's more, the existing people have suffered large and small injuries.

Chen Qian turned her gaze to Han Zigao who was still standing there.

The things in his chest seemed to be gushing out, and the person who had been worrying in his heart was like this intact, standing safely within a hundred meters away, so quiet and silent, but it filled him with joy.

After Chen Qian drove the horse for three or four steps, she simply pulled the rein, kicked the horse's belly and rushed towards Han Zigao.

When Han Zigao watched Chen Qian rushing towards him, he gradually let go of his heart.

Just now he couldn't caress his heart that was beating wildly because he saw Chen Qian in danger - the severe pain in his arm made his gums tremble, and even after giving the order to help Chen Qian break out, he was in a hurry. Biting and unable to say a word.

"Zigao." Chen Qian reached out to pat Han Zigao on the shoulder.

"...Don't..." Han Zigao's voice seemed to be covered with a layer of oilcloth, and there was a feeling of gnashing of teeth.

Chen Qian's hands froze in mid-air.

Chen Qian looked at Zigao suspiciously, and saw that he was still the same as before, sitting on the horse's back motionless, with his right hand resting on the horse's neck, his fingertips hanging slightly, the iron bow that shot the key arrow Leaning precariously on the saddle.

The arrow passed straight through, and its strength was astonishing.

It's impossible for me to do it myself, but Zigao...

A trace of annoyance flashed in Chen Qian's eyes, he should have thought of it earlier.