The three gray falcons have a very organized approach between advancing and retreating.

Although Dayu is against the majority with few, it is a "divine bird" between the white mountains and black waters, so it is not at a disadvantage...

"It's a tamed falcon!"

The old bullhead whispered: "But I'm not sure if it was Feiwuman's tame."

"Yang Moli, take my bow."

Yang Shouwen sat down and shouted in a deep voice.

On the side, Yang Moli hurriedly took off the arch of the divine arm from a horse and handed it to Yang Shouwen.

No matter whether Feiwuman was tamed or not, Yang Shouwen could not watch the other party bully Dayu with the more bullying the less.

He took out a sharp arrow from Hu Lu on the horse's back, bent his bow and put it on the arrow, and looked up and watched again.

'call out'!

He sucked a loud whistle, and Dayu, who was fighting in the air, turned around and left immediately.

The three gray falcons were willing to let Dayu go, so they screamed and chased Dayu. Dayu was not flying fast, and it flew lower and lower, falling towards Yang Shouwen. It looked like a child who was wronged and wanted to complain to his parents, and made sad crys from time to time, which made the three gray falcons become more and more excited and faster.

Seeing that Yang Shouwen was getting closer and closer, Yang Shouwen blew a whistle again.

The moment the whistle sounded, the arch of the divine arm in his hand was raised upwards, and the bow was like a full moon, and the spiritual power was circulating. The world seemed to be controlled by him. That is, the moment he raised the bow and arrow, the jade suddenly accelerated and his body swept across the low altitude. Just as it dodged, the bowstring sounded, and the sharp sword roared and came out of the string.

The gray falcon seemed to have noticed the danger and immediately let out a whine, spreading its wings and trying to escape.

However, although they reacted quickly, Yang Shouwen's sharp arrows were faster... Only two wailing sounds were heard, and the sharp arrow shot a gray falcon, but the speed did not decrease at all. He continued to fly and penetrated the body of another gray falcon. Blood and feathers were sprinkled in the air. The remaining gray falcon wanted to escape when he saw that the situation was not good, but the jade had cut off its retreat.

Da Yu suddenly accelerated, drew a strange arc in the air, and then dived down.

The sharp claws grabbed the gray falcon's head hard, and the gray falcon kept crying, struggling under the big jade's claws, and their feathers were scattered.

However, it is certain that it is almost impossible for Dayu to survive if it is caught like this.

Two gray falcons fell to the ground. Wukong rushed out from behind Yang Shouwen, came to the gray falcon, bit one of the gray falcons in one bite, turned around and dragged it back.

At this moment, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from a distance.

Yang Shouwen's eyes condensed and he raised his eyes to look.

I saw the end of the official road, dust was flying, and the sound of horse hooves became clearer and clearer.

"Alang, it's Feiwuman!"

The old bullhead saw clearly the people flying in, and immediately shouted in surprise.

But the moment before he screamed, Yang Shouwen had already issued an order: "Yang Moli, kill these barbarians for me."

While speaking, he took out the sharp arrow with his backhand and sat upright on his horse, as firm as Mount Tai.

The arch of the divine arm was full of the moon, and a sharp arrow flew out of the string.

Yang Moli also roared and rode her horse to meet her as soon as Yang Shouwen shot out his sharp arrow. Behind him, Hei Da and a group of entourages also drew their swords and unsheathed them, and rushed out like electric fire at the flying Wu barbarian cavalry.

When the Feiwu barbarians arrived, they happened to see Dayu slashing the gray falcon's head and throwing the body down from the air.

A group of barbarians were furious and made a series of sharp crying sounds from their mouths. They drew their swords and rushed over. However, before they could get closer, Yang Shouwen's sharp arrow flew to the front. The Feiwu Barbarian who was rushing to the front was penetrated by an arrow and screamed and fell from the horse's back. Then, Yang Moli had already arrived near them. A pair of big iron hammers were raised high and suddenly grew up on the horse's back. The iron hammer was pressed down on the top of the Taishan Mountain, breaking the bones and tendons of a Feiwu Barbarian who even smashed the man and the horse.

Afterwards, Hei Da's troops joined the transfer group.

The eighteen entourages shouted in unison, waving their swords, and people swayed their horses wherever they passed.

Yang Shouwen did not take action again, but instead held the arch of the divine arm and watched the battle. Youniang curiously poked her little head out from behind to check. The scene of flesh and blood flying did not make Youniang feel scared, but instead a beautiful arc was drawn from the corner of her mouth.

"Brother Siezi, Yang Moli is still so savage."

Yang Shouwen smiled and said, "That's right, he has always been like this, and I guess he will never change it in his life."

"Hehe, but this big guy is even more fierce!"

In the memory of young ladies, Yang Moli was still the Yang Moli who was in Changping three years ago.

She watched with great enthusiasm and suddenly exclaimed: "Brother Sitzi, be careful..."

A flying Wuman suddenly escaped from the battlefield and rushed towards Yang Shouwen. Yang Shouwen hurriedly raised his bow and arrow, but before he could pull the bowstring, he could hear a sound of eagle cries from the sky. Da Yu rushed down from the air, scaring the flying Wuman to dodge immediately. Da Yu's target was not the flying Wuman, but the war horse under his crotch.

It flew past the head of the war horse, and the horse was immediately frightened. Xi Yuyu stood upright and threw Feiwuman off his horse.

This time, the fall was quite heavy.

Fei Wuman was so dizzy that he was lying on the ground that he couldn't move.

At this time, Monk Bajiesha and Little White Dragon had already pounced on them, pressed the Feiwuman to the ground, and opened their bloody mouths.

"Bajie, don't kill him!"

Yang Shouwen shouted loudly, and Bajie also stopped further action.

However, the three-headed mastiff still pressed the Feiwuman to the ground, making a heart-pounding whimpering sound from his mouth, scaring the Feiwuman to the point of being silent.

Yang Shouwen took the old bull's head and urged him to come forward.

"Yang Moli, don't leave any one, kill them without any slightest."

He shouted loudly at the right time, and Yang Moli on the battlefield immediately agreed, and the two hammers flew over and became more and more fierce.

It is not a good phenomenon that these flying wumans appear here!

Before, they had just attacked Shehong County, and now they appeared again, which is no accident. If it were Yang Shouwen, since he had attacked Shehong before, he would never run back to seek death. Now, there are so many Feiwu Barbarian Cavalry outside Shehong County, I'm afraid...

There were more than twenty cavalrymen in Feiwu.

Yang Moli killed half of the remaining barbarians, surrounded by Hei Da and others.

"Young mom, don't move around right away."

Yang Shouwen turned around and gave a reminder, jumping down from the big gold back.

He quickly walked to the barbarian and waved his hand to signal Bajie and the others to leave. However, as soon as the three mastiffs let go, the barbarian struggled to get up and grabbed the steel knife next to him with one hand. Yang Shouwen stepped forward and kicked the barbarian hard in the chest. His kick was almost as strong as Yang Moli, and he kicked the barbarian directly vomited blood.

One foot stepped on the barbarian's chest.

The barbarian struggled desperately, but his foot seemed to have a thousand pounds of force, which made him unable to move.

"Why did you appear here?"

Yang Shouwen shouted sternly.

The barbarian widened his eyes, his face full of ferocious expressions, and he spoke in a whisper of the barbarian words that Yang Shouwen couldn't understand.

Although he didn't know what he was talking about, Yang Shouwen knew that he couldn't spit out any good things from his mouth.

At that moment, he exerted force again, and the barbarian spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Alang, the villain can understand what this barbarian said."

"You can speak rudely?"

The old bullhead grinned and said, "The villain has been lying in Shehong for many years, and he must deal with people from all aspects.

Although these barbarians are abominable, they are generous. On weekdays, villains can have a good meal in Fushui Building if they say a few good words."

"Okay, ask him clearly, why did he appear here?"

"Here."

Yang Shouwen raised his feet, walked to the side, and picked up the long knife from the ground.

After the barbarian vomited two mouthfuls of blood, he was weak all over. He wanted to struggle, but saw the four mastiffs growling and approaching him. He was so scared that the barbarian did not dare to move anymore and lay honestly on the ground.

At the same time, Yang Moli also ended the battle.

More than 20 cavalrymen of Feiwu Barbarians were killed and injured, and none of them were spared.

Hei Daze brought people to clean the battlefield, and Yang Moli walked to Yang Shouwen with a smile with a smile.

"Brother, do you see that? That's my subordinate.

If you answer my question honestly, I guarantee you will not be in trouble. But if you are foolish with me, he will definitely smash your bones one by one and feed them to the four mastiffs. My Mastiff, my family, has not eaten for a whole day and is hungry! Think about it, if you have no corpse at that time, how can you meet the Eagle God?"

Feiwuman is good at taming eagles and also respects eagles and falcons.

Yang Shouwen didn't understand their situation, but the old bull head knew them very well.

According to Feiwuman's belief, after death, all the corpses must be worshipped by the Eagle God, and then they can transcend and be reborn. If the corpse is not obtained, there will be no possibility of rebirth, and it will even affect the family.

Fei Wuman had already changed his face after hearing the old Niuto's words.

When he looked at Yang Moli again, he saw that he was covered in blood and murderous intent, but he had a simple smile on his face, giving people a strange feeling.

The barbarian quickly shouted loudly, showing a look of fear.

The old bullhead smiled at first, but gradually, his face became ugly, and instead he was a solemn expression.

"Alang, the situation is not good."

"oh?"

As early as when Yang Shouwen saw Feiwuman appear, he had a premonition.

He was prepared in his heart, so after hearing the words of the old Niuto, his face was calm and he was not panicked.

"Six days ago, the Feiwu Man clans rushed out of Lirongshan, captured Tongshan County, and killed all the officials of Tongshan County. After that, they mobilized their troops and surrounded Shehong County three days ago."

Yang Shouwen's eyes narrowed, and his eyes at Feiwuman became a little different.

If the Feiwu Man attacked and plundered Shihong before, it could be explained by "contradiction, conflict", then now, what they do is Hong Guoguo's rebellion. Generally speaking, if the barbarians and Han people live in harmony, there will inevitably be conflicts. For example, the Wuling Man in the Three Kingdoms period, on the one hand, surrendered to the court, and on the other hand, there will be constant conflicts.

But that's just a conflict...

But now, conquering cities and territories is an obvious act of rebellion.

Yang Shouwen was slightly shocked and asked in a deep voice: "Ask him how many barbarians are outside Shehong City, why are they going to rebel?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!