The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

At the same time, she hugged the Wuhuan man's thigh tightly with both hands, and continued to bite down... Until now, she is still fulfilling the subconscious protection of a mother for her offspring.

Maybe, if you hold the demon on your body for a second longer, the child can live for a second longer!

"Ahh! Damn it, damn it, bitch! How dare you bite me!" The Wuhuan man tried to pull out his thigh in pain, and kicked the woman under him several times, but found that he still couldn't get out of it. The seemingly weak Han woman broke free from her hands.

He couldn't believe it in his rage, he could only increase his strength in vain, and at the same time he pulled out the scimitar from his side, preparing to cut off the woman's hands.

However, before he could act, at the next moment, he stopped suddenly.

"Peng!"

There was a soft sound of arrows flying in the air, and the Wuhuan cavalryman turned his head, and a feathered arrow pierced through his chest, nailing him with an unbelievable face on the residual wall behind his corpse. Still trembling slightly, dripping blood onto the bricks and tiles.

Everything happened so fast, and the woman who finally came back to her senses hurriedly embraced the child who had run away during this period of time with the rest of her breath. .

In the field of vision, under the night, suddenly a neat formation of cavalry appeared from the east. Under the light of the star-like torches, it could be vaguely seen that they were all white horses. In the vast wilderness, they swept across like frost and snow. come.

It's the Han army!

Her child... was saved!

The desperate woman, who was still coughing up blood the last moment, was instantly excited and saw hope!

Her child... has hope of survival!

The woman tugged at the corners of her shriveled mouth with difficulty, showing an ugly smile, kissed the child in her arms, and shed two lines of dirty tears.

eleven kalpas

The night is like the tide, cold and cool.

With the passage of time, the curtain of night, like a devil, came quietly, revealing a ferocious face.

Under the shroud of twilight, the entire Pu County was silent, as if trapped in a dead environment.

"Crack...crack..."

Suddenly, the loud sound of horseshoes stepped on the gravel road outside the county, and there was a sound like a drum beating, which completely broke the silence of the night.

Three thousand fine riders rolled up the dust all over the sky and swept towards them.

And when the first person stepped into the gate of Pu County, a ferocious-looking man riding a horse came out from the corner, and when he found someone, he ran over in an instant.

Without saying a word, he raised the big knife in his hand, facing Bai Qi and chopped off his head.

Looking at the reddish fierce light in his eyes, it can be seen that he has become addicted to killing in the past few days, lost his mind, and can no longer hold back his hands and feet.

Herod—

When the first person pulled the rein in his hand, the horse neighed and stood up proudly. The figure of the horse with bright silver armor and bronze armor with a beast head on its back pierced the charging Wuhuansan with a gun with white and strong arrogance. Riding, people and horses head straight through.

Afterwards, the horse and man became one, the castration continued unabated, the horse's head was like a hammer, and the white air was lingering, but seeing the guy who was not completely dead, he flew upside down as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.

The person was in the air, and the big knife in his hand had already fallen. With the sound of clanging, the Wuhuan Ranger was directly raised from the horse's back, and flew more than ten meters away before falling heavily.

When he sat down, the horse's head burst with a bang, and was sent flying out by the huge force of the impact. The blood plasma rushed into the sky, and the corpse rolled on the ground, and finally crashed into a burning wooden house. Countless sparks, burnt wood splash.

"Humph!"

After completing this set of actions, General Baikai didn't take it seriously.

On the stern and cold face, without the slightest wave, he snorted softly, moved his wrist slightly, and the spear trembled, splashing and flying blood stains, and the bright silver tip glowed with a faint and severe cold light.

The next moment, General Bai Kai reined in the horse vigorously, the horse neighed and groaned, and turned into a white scorpion, piercing through the dilapidated city gate that had already been opened.

Behind him, countless white shadows rushed forward, leading him like a tide.

Under it, it turned into a sharp arrow and rushed into the county.

Unsurprisingly, just like the scene outside, what the county presents before everyone's eyes is also a desolate and dilapidated scene after looting.

There are scars everywhere on the road on the ground, and a large black blood stain that has solidified long ago can be seen everywhere. People on horseback can even see more than a dozen corpses in a row, lying on their backs, fluttering, or lying on their backs. Or oblique, all prostrate on the ground.

Judging from the clothes on them, they were clearly ordinary people living in the county seat. They probably had no time to escape when the county seat was breached, so they were killed by the Wuhuan people who broke into the city.

The flames of war are everywhere, and the smoke of the wolf is billowing.

Seeing this situation, anyone with a conscience can't help but point their fingers and crack their eyes!

Gongsun Zan was no exception. The white horse general shot straight away, roaring like thunder: "Quick battle, save the people~, and also, completely crush those Wuhuan offal!"

Behind him, the shouts of fighting suddenly broke out, hundreds of figures approached from outside the county, and the figures of Han soldiers made echoing voices, like rolling waves, roaring: "Kill—"

"Where the horseshoes are, they are Han soil! Wherever the flag points, they are all Han subjects!"

Inspired by Gongsun Zan, the morale of the soldiers under his command was high, and they rode their horses and raised their whips one after another. Gongsun Zan took the lead, leading the murderous White Horse Yi Cong to pursue them like a gust of wind.

After crossing the long and narrow gravel road in front of the county, the vision in front becomes clear and enlarged.

Burnt-out wooden beams rested feebly on a broken earthen wall. More than a dozen headless corpses were scorched and stacked together, as if they had been burned together. Several unextinguished flames were growing on the grease. The hair sizzled softly.

Needless to say, they are all "masterpieces" of Wuhuan cavalry.

Those Wuhuan people who live as nomads and live by water and grass have a strong and tyrannical blood in their bones. With a machete in hand, there is no humanity!

"There is still the breath of a living person!"

"It's hopeless...Damn it!"

"Damn Wuhuan bastard!"

As the huge white "wave" formed by Baima Yicong dispersed among the ruins of the county due to the rescue, immediately, one after another voices of indignation rang out from the ruined buildings in the county.

shocking!

In the still-burning ruins, there are dead or dying people everywhere, with broken limbs and broken bodies floating up and down, but there are not many wailing and pain---

They didn't even have the strength to shout!

The hell on earth is nothing more than Rusi!

"Damn it, it's a step late!"

In front of the ruins of a burning and collapsing thatched hut, Zhao Yun, dressed in silver battle armor, white robe, and holding a longbow, sighed with an ugly look on his face, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

That's right!

When the woman with the child mentioned earlier was in despair, the arrow that was shot came from Zhao Yun's hand.