Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 286 I'm going to kill him

After Lin Feng rested for half an hour, there was no report from the cavalry.

Still no sign of Nalan.

He then ordered everyone to mount their horses and continue moving forward.

He rode on horseback, using his clairvoyance to search for abnormalities around him from time to time.

The entire team's advancement route cannot deviate too far from the battlefield and Lingdouzi.

To prevent the fleeing Tatar cavalry from sneaking back to the Tatar camp from here.

Just as Lin Feng was leading his team to approach the battlefield of last night, his clairvoyance swept across the front right and saw a flash of light in a dilapidated village in the far distance.

It just passed by quickly and did not attract Lin Feng's attention.

However, after Lin Feng turned a semicircle with his clairvoyance, he suddenly became alert.

No, the light spot just now should be the reflection of something.

When I returned to that direction again, the reflective spot had disappeared.

Lin Feng frowned and recalled the light just now.

I'm increasingly feeling that there's something wrong with this light spot.

It should be the reflective point of the armor, and it can't be iron armor.

Because the surface of the armor is dark and lusterless, there are no such strong reflective spots.

It's either silver armor or bronze armor.

Lin Feng became excited.

"Cheng Liang, you lead the team to continue the search. Wen Jian, take ten guards and follow me."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he turned his horse's head and ran straight towards the light spot he had just passed by.

Wen Jian quickly pointed at a few guards and rode his horse to follow Lin Feng.

A group of warriors spurred their horses to speed, raising a cloud of dust.

Lin Feng's white horse was fast, and he took the lead, rushing towards the distant village.

It was estimated to be about three or five miles away. With the war horse galloping, Lin Feng arrived in front of the village in about half a quarter of an hour.

The guards following behind also came behind Lin Feng.

Lin Feng reined in his warhorse and watched the movements in the village cautiously.

The village was quiet, without any sign of abnormality.

Lin Feng waved his hand and circled the village with a dozen guards.

He often sets traps in villages like this, and he can't afford to suffer such a loss.

The village is small and dilapidated, and you can see the general situation inside from the outside.

There really is no one.

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Enter from three directions separately, be careful of ambushes."

More than a dozen guards immediately divided into three groups and rushed into the village from three directions.

Everyone met in the small square in the middle of the village, and nothing unusual occurred.

Lin Feng jumped off his warhorse, climbed up a broken wall, and then climbed onto the roof of a half-collapsed house.

Raise your clairvoyance and begin searching the distance.

There was wilderness all around, not even a tree.

Finally, Lin Feng discovered several black spots in his clairvoyant eyes, which were moving quickly.

As long as we can find the target, even if it is not Nalan, it should be a Bronze-armored Tartar.

Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed in the direction.

"We'll split into three groups and surround them from the left, center, and right. You just need to hold them back."

After saying that, he came down from the roof, jumped on the horse, waved his hand, and signaled to set off.

There were twelve riders in total, four in each group, chasing forward in three directions.

Lin Feng was in the middle, chasing in a straight line.

The other two groups surrounded the enemy from the left and right to prevent them from turning and escaping.

Those black spots were exactly Nalan and the two bronze-armored Tartars.

The three of them, riding two horses, determined the direction and then detoured back to the camp, heading northwest.

Nalan rode a warhorse alone, and the two bronze-armored men rode on the same horse.

The speed is naturally not fast.

When they realized that there were cavalry chasing them, they immediately spurred their horses to gallop.

Although they were excellent riders, unfortunately, they could not go fast enough with two of them riding together.

The pursuers behind were getting closer and closer.

Nalan shouted loudly: "There are not many of them. There is no need to run away. Let's go back and kill them."

The two bronze-armored soldiers also agreed. They were not afraid of thousands of troops, so why would they be afraid of a few pursuers?

Immediately slow down your horse and turn around to meet the enemy.

Lin Feng's horse was fast, and the snow-white BMW rushed over like flying, with its mane flying in the wind.

As the distance got closer, Nalan finally saw Lin Feng's appearance clearly.

The originally azure eyes began to emit a red glow.

Gritting her teeth, she shouted, "I'm going to kill him!"

He raised his sword and urged his horse forward, rushing towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng also saw Nalan and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

He drew the steel knife from its sheath while riding a galloping warhorse, shouting loudly.

"Nalan, I said I can catch you and bring you back. I'll let you run to the ends of the earth, haha..."

The two men held their swords simultaneously on their galloping horses.

Nalan no longer cared about himself and made no effort to defend himself. He just chopped at Lin Feng's head and face with his long sword.

Of course, Lin Feng didn't want to die with her, so he thrust his steel knife forward and hit Nalan's long knife.

The two knives collided, creating a burst of sparks.

The war horses staggered and rushed far away.

Lin Feng turned his horse around and rushed back.

Nalan swayed a few times on the warhorse and finally steady himself.

The previous blow almost made her fall off her horse, and her lumbar spine felt a sharp pain.

The original advantage of strength is gone.

Lin Feng also felt Nalan's sword power, which was not only much weaker than before, but also soft and weak.

"Haha, Lord Nalan, your injury is not healed yet."

Nalan was so angry that he couldn't speak. He just stared at Lin Feng with his red eyes.

A desperate posture.

The two bronze-armored Tartars saw that things were not going well. Nalan was staggering on his horse, and it was obvious that he lacked fighting strength.

"Lord Nalan, you go first, we will hold him back."

They shouted and urged their horses to rush towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng did not dare to ignore the two bronze armored men. After all, they were also powerful figures on the battlefield.

But his horse was fast, so he bypassed the two bronze-armored men and chased after Nalan.

Nalan slashed with him again, and finally realized that if he continued like this, he would be killed by Lin Feng sooner or later.

Half of her body was numb and her lumbar spine hurt so much that it felt like it was about to break.

"Stop him!"

She shouted loudly, then without turning back, urged her horse forward.

Of course Lin Feng couldn't let her get away, so he bypassed the two bronze armored men and chased after Nalan.

The two bronze-armored men followed Lin Feng, and Lin Feng followed Na Lan, who desperately urged his horse to flee.

Lin Feng's guards gradually caught up and began to intercept the two men in bronze armor.

Seven people and six horses were chasing each other in the field.

Unfortunately, Lin Feng's guards could not withstand the attack of the bronze-armored Tartars, and one of their riders was chopped off his horse during the fight.

The two Tartars finally captured a warhorse.

They split into two directions to stop Lin Feng's pursuit.

Faced with the two bronze-armored Tartars, Lin Feng did not dare to beat around the bush and fought with them seriously with his sword.

The remaining two guards urged their horses to chase after Nalan.

It was indeed a bit difficult for Lin Feng, who was riding on a horse, to deal with two bronze-armored Tartars alone.

If you are on the ground, you can gain some advantages with your flexible footwork and body movements.

But he was riding a warhorse, so his wind-splitting sword technique could not bring out its full advantage.

The next swift strike followed another, but the third strike was shaken by the warhorse and lost its original chopping position.

With a slight adjustment, the opportunity created by the previous knife was lost.

Lin Feng felt a little frustrated during the fight.

His other guards had already separated, and no one could help him to restrain the Bronze-armored Tartars.

I watched Nalan run away.

Lin Feng saw an opportunity and rode away.

He wanted to take advantage of his horse's speed to shake off the two bronze-armored Tartars.

The two bronze-armored riders were highly skilled riders, closely following Lin Feng as they ran forward.

Lin Feng bent down on the horse's back, reached into his leather bag and pulled out the crossbow. He reached to the side of the saddle with one hand and pulled the bowstring.

Then twist and fire.

The two bronze-armored Tartars were following very closely, and when they saw him take out the crossbow, they knew something was wrong.

This thing is hard to dodge and is faster than a bow.

The bowstring sounded and the crossbow arrow shot out.