The first wave of arrow rain was blocked by Zhou Fei, which did not exceed the cavalry's expectations.
They are very clear about the strength of this man.
This round of arrows rain is just a test.
The real purpose is to consume.
Only when Zhou Fei's aura is consumed to a certain level can he have a chance to win the final victory.
At the same time, the goal of the cavalry was not to kill Zhou Fei.
But Ling Zhaoyan hiding behind Zhou Fei.
The cavalry commander was expressionless and issued the second round of attack orders.
Arrow rain came over again.
Zhou Fei also realized that if this continues, his physical strength and spiritual energy will be consumed in vain, and there is only one way to win.
Advance!
Close attack.
Do it when you think of it.
Zhou Fei burst out instantly, rushing out like an arrow from the string.
A smile appeared on the face of the cavalry commander.
Still can't stand it at last
If you don't come out, I still can't deal with Ling Zhaoyan.
The cavalry leader made a gesture, and the few cavalry at the end of the team immediately left the team and detoured towards Ling Zhaoyan.
"The rest, hold on to Zhou Fei with all your strength." The cavalry commander issued an order.
"Yes!"
The cavalry roared uniformly.
But the cavalry commander soon noticed something was wrong.
Zhou Fei didn't even show any signs of turning back.
He seemed to give up Ling Zhaoyan completely.
Maintaining the sprint state, continue to rush forward.
The cavalry commander was inexplicably flustered.
But at this point, he felt that he could not do much, so he could only shout: "Hold him!"
As long as Ling Zhaoyan is killed, the task is complete.
As for how many people will die, it is not within the consideration of the cavalry commander.
After all, he won't die.
The cavalry also knew the weight of the burden they carried, so they did not dare to be careless, and tried their best to motivate the flattery, forming a black whirlwind, running wildly on the frozen soil of the extreme north.
Originally, the distance between the two parties was not very far, but now they are rushing closer with each other with all their strength, that is, in the blink of an eye, the two parties have already entered the range of attack.
Zhou Fei's expression was still calm. He tightly held the handle of the knife. When the first cavalry was about to arrive, Zhou Fei rose into the air and slashed it down!
The first cavalry suddenly separated head and body.
Even the horse was not spared, and Zhou Fei's blade was directly split into two pieces.
The horse sprinted forward for a distance before falling down.
Behind him was a long bloodstain and internal organs scattered on the ground.
But soon it was extremely
The north wind froze.
Some bloody, and some poignant taste.
Zhou Fei rushed into the cavalry team.
The knife in his hand is like a cold wind from the extreme north, wherever it blows, someone's head must be flying.
For a time, blood splashed and wailing sounded everywhere.
Zhou Fei didn't stay any longer, his eyes were only the commander of the cavalry who had not moved.
Go ahead, keep going!
The cavalry panicked a little.
Zhou Fei's strength was more terrifying than they thought. He originally thought that cavalry had a natural advantage on such a venue, but who would have thought that just one round of sprint would compromise nearly a quarter of their combat effectiveness.
The Cavalry Commander's face gradually turned pale.
When he received this mission, he knew that this mission would be very difficult.
Zhou Fei's fame has spread throughout the Great Wilderness in the past year.
He is completely different from ordinary practitioners.
Few practitioners will fight personally with the enemy.
Most practitioners will use their weapons to attack from a distance, otherwise they will use runes or mind power. In short, they will keep the distance between themselves and the enemy within an absolutely safe range.
Of course, it is not that those practitioners are not suitable for close combat, but the practitioners disdain such a fighting method, and feel rude and have no sense of beauty.
However, Zhou Fei is different. In his fighting creed, as long as he can defeat the enemy, he can use any method, even some methods that even the bandits feel shameless can use Zhou Fei very smoothly.
At the same time, Zhou Fei also understood a truth, that is, most practitioners don't know how to fight in close quarters, and as long as they get close to them, they can win victory.
Therefore, Zhou Fei was particularly keen on close combat with the enemy, and thus accumulated a wealth of experience.
In a few moments, Zhou Fei had already broken through the two directions of the cavalry regiment, approaching the cavalry commander.
The cavalry commander also waited for a long time. When Zhou Fei was about to pounce, he choked out his scimitar and prepared to fight.
However, what he didn't expect was that he only had time to pull the knife out...
The Xueyin Knife plunged into his chest and got out from behind.
There is sticky blood on the tip of the knife.
As soon as Xueyin's knife was pulled out, the cavalry commander felt a strong wind penetrate into his lungs.
He breathed hard and made a "hehe" gasp.
Then it fell directly to the ground.
The frozen ground in the far north was very hard, falling from the horse's back, coupled with wearing armor, the impact directly caused the cavalry commander to faint.
What awaits him is death.
That’s fine, if you don’t notice it at all
Die next.
Better than a painful struggle.
Zhou Fei turned on the horse led by the cavalry, his legs clamped the horse's belly fiercely, and the horse neighed and ran to Ling Zhaoyan's side quickly.
A bow hung from the saddle of the cavalry commander.
Zhou Fei steadied his body and opened his bow to take an arrow.
The arrow shot out, but it felt like it was too late.
Zhou Fei had no expression on his face, just urging the horse even harder.
On the other side, the six cavalry had reached Ling Zhaoyan's side and attacked her.
Ling Zhaoyan hasn't moved from start to finish.
She is still very weak.
But facing these cavalry soldiers, her face did not show too much panic. On the contrary, she was very calm.
It seemed that these cavalry were not here to kill her, but to chat with her.
The cavalry also felt that there was a problem.
It is impossible for a person to be so calm when facing death.
There is only one explanation for being so calm, and that is fraud.
But looking around, it seems that there are no traps.
No matter, go ahead.
As the cavalry at the front sprinted first, other cavalry also followed, brandishing a scimitar to kill Ling Zhaoyan.
But these cavalry didn't notice that Ling Zhaoyan was holding a few pieces of wood in his hand.
It was a wood chip with an inscription engraved by Zhou Fei.
When the cavalry rushed over, Ling Zhaoyan threw the wood chips out.
The wood chips are very thin, but very sharp. What's more, it has its own GPS system and flies directly into the eyes of these cavalrymen.
The cavalry had never seen such an attack method before, and they were afraid to use their knives to split these pieces of wood.
What they didn't expect was that when the blade collided with the wood chips, there was a sound of golden geisha!
Where is this wood chip? This is iron chip.
And it's Xuan Tie.
Some cavalry's scimitars were even knocked out by wood chips.
The cavalry was a little panicked.
At the same time, they heard the hooves of horses coming from behind.
Zhou Fei has already dealt with other enemies and is rushing here to help.
Ling Zhaoyan must be killed before Zhou Fei, otherwise the deaths of other people would be meaningless.
The cavalry rushed forward madly.
Wood chips with inscriptions alone cannot stop a group of crazy people.
Ling Zhaoyan sighed secretly, then slowly raised his hand.
A sword composed entirely of "qi" floated from behind her.
When the sword reached the top of Ling Zhaoyan's head, it suddenly split into dozens of flying swords of the same size.
(End of this chapter)