Three Kingdoms: defect to Liu Bei and backhand intercept Mrs. Hu Mi

"Chasing soldiers?"

Yuan Shu was full of cleverness and jumped up from the ground.

"How come there are pursuers coming?"

"How do they have our exact location?"

"How many people came?"

The running scout didn't bother to rest, took a breath, and hurriedly said: "Less than thirty riders!"

Yuan Shu, who was about to mount his horse, was stunned for a moment, then showed hesitation in his eyes: "So few?"

"Can you see clearly?"

The scout nodded: "The three of us are on guard from behind. We are absolutely right."

After he finished speaking, Yuan Shu kicked him directly: "You can't ride at thirty, why should you be afraid?"

"Even if Lin Fan comes after him personally, it will be a dead end. Why should we be afraid?"

"The whole army is ready, ambush on both sides."

Hundreds of soldiers had just gotten up from the ground, but they saw dozens of horsemen approaching in the wind and the remaining clouds not far away.

Seeing that there were only about 20 riders chasing him, Yuan Shu, who was still nervous at first, relaxed instantly.

But Wang Feng, who was on the side, looked at the Eighteen Cavalrymen dressed in black and holding scimitars, and his heart suddenly went cold. He seemed to have thought of the terrible information.

"Lord Lord"

"They. Could they be?"

Seeing that Wang Feng started to tremble when he spoke, Yuan Shu frowned and said disdainfully: "Wang Feng, why do you go back as you live longer?"

"You haven't been to the battlefield in just a few years, and you're even afraid of these dozens of people?"

"We still have hundreds of elite soldiers. Even if these people are powerful, why should we be afraid?"

Wang Feng said bitterly: "What if they are the Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun?"

"Ok?"

Yuan Shu was stunned for a moment, then a flash of shock flashed in his eyes: "What did you say?"

"Yanyun Eighteen Riders?"

"how can that be?"

Wang Feng said: "Wearing a black robe and holding a scimitar, he comes and goes like the wind and moves like thunder."

"If it's not the Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun, who else could it be?"

"Look at the young general at the head. Doesn't he look like the world-famous Lin Fan?"

Yuan Shu took a breath of cold air, feeling ice cold from head to toe.

"How could he catch up?"

"Do we have a traitor?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry had already launched a charge.

Eighteen black shadows rushed left and right in the crowd, and no one could stop their moves wherever they went.

The scimitar in his hand was swung out, and Yuan Bing, who was blocking him, felt a silver light flash before his eyes.

His throat went cold and his head rolled to the ground.

In just one-third of the time it took to burn the incense, more than a hundred people fell to the ground, all of them headless corpses.

Yuan Shu, who was still a little lucky in his heart, no longer doubted Wang Feng's words at this moment.

He believed that the pursuers in front of him were the Eighteen Cavalrymen of Yanyun, but he didn't understand how these people discovered their traces.

In confusion, Yuan Yin on the side couldn't wait to speak: "Father, let's leave quickly, our people can't resist for long."

Yuan Shu nodded and was about to escape when he saw a young general wearing golden armor coming to kill him not far away.

He holds a spear and is guarded by eighteen Yanyun cavalry on both sides.

More than ten people approached Yuan Shu at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dozens of people who were blocking him in front only took one turn before their heads rolled to the ground.

Even though they were willing to fight to the death, the disparity in strength made them no match at all.

One by one, Yuan Bing fell to the ground. Before Yuan Shu and Yuan Yin had time to turn their horses, Lin Fan had already come to kill them.

"Are you Lin Fan?"

Yuan Shu tried his best to stay calm and said contemptuously.

Even if he is now in a desperate situation, as a descendant of the Yuan family, he is not willing to bow his head in front of Lin Fan, a traitor.

Lin Fan raised his lips and said, "That's right."

"Last time in Shouchun, you had a golden cicada escape from its shell. Do you think you can still escape today?" A flash of sadness flashed in Yuan Shu's eyes: "Wang Feng, soldiers, listen to your orders. I am with you today."

"Kill Lin Fan!"

"rush!!"

Although Wang Feng knew that there were too many differences between himself and Lin Fan, he was now in a desperate situation. How could he have any choice?
"Brothers, fighting side by side with the Lord is our blessing!"

"kill!!"

More than 20 riders came forward from behind again, and together with Wang Feng, they headed towards Lin Fan.

Just as they charged, Yuan Shu winked at Yuan Yin and fled directly behind.

Lin Fan laughed: "Look at the people you are loyal to. Is such a person worthy of your loyalty?"

Wang Feng and others looked back and saw that Yuan Shu had already escaped several feet.

A flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Kill Lin Fan!"

"rush!!"

A flash of pity flashed in Lin Fan's eyes, but it was instantly covered up by the fierce murderous intent.

"kill!!"

The Wuzui BMW under his crotch moved, and the formation-breaking Overlord Spear in his hand swept out.

The spear is as fast as lightning and moves like thunder.

Mixed with surging force and carrying overwhelming momentum, it drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Wang Feng only felt that facing Lin Fan was like facing a mountain with no hope to look up to.

He only felt extremely small.

The murderous intention of death enveloped his whole body, and a silver light flashed before his eyes.

"boom!!"

The sword in his hand was knocked out by the Formation-Breaking Overlord Spear, and at the same time, the spear penetrated his chest.

Wang Feng felt a chill in his heart and fell directly to the ground, unable to die any longer.

Under the attack of Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry, the rest of Yuan's troops dispersed quickly like chickens and dogs.

The whole process only takes a few breaths.

Yuan Shu suddenly turned around, and Yuan Yin felt cold in his heart, but they didn't dare to stay.

I just hope that Lin Fan can delay for a moment longer, enough for the father and son to escape from the desperate situation.

But how could Lin Fan let him go?

"Where to escape?"

With a loud shout, Lin Fan took a powerful attack from Yan Yun's eighteen riders.

"Whizzing."

Shoot two arrows in a row.

The two arrows were like shooting stars, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

The father and son who were fleeing suddenly felt the breath of death covering their bodies.

They didn't even dare to think too much and turned their heads subconsciously.

But he saw an arrow flying towards him quickly.

Yuan Shu and Yuan Yin subconsciously took out the weapons at their waists and slashed at the arrows.

But how could their two bodies, drained by alcohol and sex, block Lin Fan's full-strength arrow?
A silver light flashed before his eyes, and the father and son shouted out in unison.

"what!!"

Screams rang out, and Yuan Shu watched helplessly as the arrow sank into his throat.

Then his vision went dark, and his body fell heavily from the horse.

Yuan Yin was in the same situation. He watched helplessly as the arrow penetrated his throat, but he couldn't put up any resistance.

For a moment, his vision went dark, and his body also fell to the ground.

Such a straightforward killing surprised Guo Jia on the side: "Master, don't you plan to take advantage of them?"

Lin Fan smiled: "What is the use of a person who is hollowed out by wine and sex and living in his own world?"

"As long as you have a three-foot green front, why should you be afraid of the world's heroes?"

As the words fell to the ground, the system voice immediately sounded.

"Ding dong." (End of chapter)