The sharp arrow rushed towards him like lightning. Qiu Shiyue lowered her head, and the sharp arrow flew away with a harsh roar.

Many people flashed out from the haystack and the yurt, and they set off their bows and arrows, shooting wildly at Qiu Shiyue.

She pulled out her long sword and waved it into a wall of light. The sharp arrows that could penetrate stones and iron shot on them, making a jingle sound, and then they fell to the ground one after another.

Qiu Shuyue patted the horse's neck and shouted softly. The divine horse was understanding and obediently lying on the ground to avoid being hurt by arrows.

She took advantage of the break and stepped across the horse.

A rain of arrows passed, and a sharp arrow hit the sound of the bowstring "bang" sound again.

The sword light rose again, as hard as a bronze wall. When the sharp arrows hit the wall, they lost their function in a moment and fell on the ground and piled up on the ground.

Qiu Shiyue saw that the arrow rain was a little sparse, so she waved her long sword and squatted down and picked up a hand casually with her left hand. When she grew up, the arrow she picked up with her left hand had already escaped and shot away from the person who shot the arrow in the reverse direction.

"Ouch" sounds one after another, and it was obvious that someone had been injured.

The arrow rain became even more sparse, and the autumn moon flew and jumped onto the highest haystack.

The sharp arrow immediately changed direction and shot her on the haystack. Because she was panic, she had no accurate heads and the sharp arrows were nailed to the haystack.

The sound of sharp arrows drilling into the bales of grass was endless. In a moment, the pile of grass was like a hedgehog with a thorn on its back.

The autumn moon lies in the center of the haystack, and those sharp arrows that have not lost their accuracy will be of no use.

Without the target, the people below stopped shooting, some clamored in Mongolian, and some kept speaking in Chinese, meaning that everyone should be separated and closed the haystacks and not let the people above run away.

Qiu Shiyue knew that hiding on the top for a long time was not a solution, so she leaned down and looked down: the Mongolians had indeed spread out and surrounded the haystacks, and some of them were holding scimitars and jumping up step by step on the stair-like bales.

The divine horse lying on the ground was led up. It raised its head and hissed, shaking its head around, intending to pull off the reins; kicking its back foot around, making people who want to approach it have some concerns.

Mongolian men were all good at training horses, but the violent chaotic horses also left them helpless. They took the boss's efforts to force it away.

Qiu Shuyue looked into the distance and identified the direction Xiao Xiangxiang was captured just now. After she confirmed, she flew to a tall wooden pole behind the yurt nearby.

On the grassland and behind the yurt, there is usually a pole that is tall and short to the yurt, bare and without any ornaments, neither tying a horse nor having to go with it. It is not important to let outsiders approach it, and respect it as a god.

This highly loved wooden pole is said to have special significance and is related to Su Wu in the Han Dynasty.

Su Wu was on a mission to the Huns, but unexpectedly he was detained by the Huns, allowing him to live a miserable life deep in the grassland.

The King of the Huns asked the surrendered general Li Ling to persuade him to surrender. If he surrendered to the Huns, he would not only let him become an official, but also let him enjoy himself. However, Su Wu was proud and refused to follow him. He raised the stick in his hand and even beat Li Ling angrily.

Li Ling fled in panic and was relieved of the pain of flesh and blood.

When Su Wu did not surrender, the King of the Huns asked him to go to the North Sea to shepherd the sheep and live a hard life of self-cultivation. No matter where Su Wu went, the nunchaku never left his hand. The streamers and dart balls on it were worn out, and he did not throw them away.

The local herders respected him very much when they saw him, and later Su Wu was taken back to the Central Plains. In order to commemorate him, the local people erected a bare wooden pole behind the yurt. As a symbol of the chord stick that Su Wu always carried by his side back then, they all hoped that their descendants could be like Su Wu to be a solar term person.

As soon as Qiu Shiyue stepped on this wooden pole that looked like a god, she immediately attracted her master's abuse. Because of her anger, she opened her bow and shot her arrow.

Qiu Siyue only stayed on it for a blink of an eye, and then jumped towards another yurt. She jumped a few times and had already escaped from the surround.

She returned to the ground and whimpered.

The divine horse heard the cry and screamed for a few long sounds, breaking free and pulling toward her position.

Qiu Shiyue jumped onto the horse, fiddled with the reins, and ran wildly in the direction she had just recognized.

Behind them, the Mongolians opened their throats and shouted and chased after them.

Some lead horses, step on the head and chase after them.

Qiu Shuyue drove his horse to the riverside and galloped upwards along the river. People kept shooting arrows at her or throwing spears along the way. She pushed the sword in her hand left and right, avoiding the sharp weapon of the martial arts attack and still urged the horse forward.

While she was running, she saw a large number of Mongolian riders lined up in front of her: they carried scimitars and their eyes were blasting fire, waiting for the arrival of Qiu Shuyue.

Qiuhuoyue saw that the road was blocked, so she had to pull the reins and stop the horse and let it slow down. She looked at the front with her eyes and kept the sharp blade in hand and was always alert.

A strong man with a beard looked at Qiu Siyue and said coldly: "Who is coming? How dare you break into my Mongolian Tatar tribe?"

"There are people here who forcefully rob the young girl. I will go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. You guys will hand over that girl!"

"Someone stole someone's girl?" the man looked around and said, "Who did you see it?"

"No."

"I didn't see it."

Everyone on his left and right shook his head.

"You saw it, no one knew." The man spread his hands, "Have you found the wrong place?"

"You protect each other and shelter each other, and they are clearly birds of a feather." Qiu Shiyue heard them singing and saying indignation, "If I don't hand over that girl, I Qiu Shiyue will not give up!"

"Drink." The man grinned and said with a strange smile, "Qiu Shiyue, I have never heard of it, I don't know who it is. But looking at the appearance is so beautiful, whoever thinks of your wife, don't have to run a long way to find it, they are delivered to you by themselves."

"Bayitemur, I want it." A young man with a not-so-burly face urged him to step forward and smiled, "This beautiful girl is exactly what I like."

Qiu Shiyue looked at the other party with anger: "I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"

"I heard that you are quite angry, so I'll try it. I can't tame a tigress, and I don't want it no matter how beautiful it is." Chahaqi said, as he hit the horse's belly with his legs and rushed towards her, stretching his hand and grabbing the clothes around her waist.

"You are looking for death!" Qiu Shiyue said as shedded the sword into the sheath, and her palms were all cut off at the wrist that stretched over him.

Chahaqi looked at her tender skin and thought to herself how strong you, a beautiful lady, could have. At first, those people didn't stop you, but those people were too incompetent, and thought that they didn't withdraw.

"Oh!" As soon as his hands touched, Chahachi screamed in pain, quickly pushed the horse away and ran away, saying, "I can't afford to offend such a fierce woman. Don't say it's just robbing her, I don't dare to ask for even giving it to me."

"Chahachi, you're so useless that you can't even beat a girl."

"Chahachi, you're simply a coward."

The Mongolian men mocked him.

"Don't laugh at me, it's the same when you go up. I'm afraid even Bayi Temur is not his opponent."

When Bayitimur heard this, he suddenly felt unhappy on his face.

"Go to Bayi Temur." Someone encouraged him.

The people behind arrived at this time. Seeing that the enemy was blocked by their accomplices, they were immediately overjoyed and shouted at Bayitemur: "Byitemur, kill her!"

"Okay." Bayitemur was displeased when he heard Chahachi's words. At this time, someone encouraged him and immediately urged him to go forward, "Qiu Shiyue, Chahachi has already fallen in love with you, so you can be his wife."

"Disillusion! You guys hand over that girl quickly. Otherwise, you will be polite to you!" She looked coldly at her eyebrows.

"I see why you are so rude." He said, urging his horse to come over, and like Chahaqi, he grabbed her clothes, trying to pull her over.

Qiu Shiyue pushed his slender hand and hit his wrist.

Seeing that Chahaqi had suffered a loss, he naturally did not dare to be careless. He shrank his right hand and his left palm immediately came over.

As soon as his palms touched, there was a loud bang. Chahaqi felt a force coming through his palm, and he went up along his arm, causing pain to his shoulder.

"It's true that it's a bit capable." He passed by and praised sincerely.

The horse ran out and turned around. Seeing that the two horses were about to get along, Bayitemur's feet suddenly left the stirrups, and when he supported his saddle with his hands, his legs swept across with the force of slamming the wall and destroying rocks.

Qiu Shiyue suddenly came up with this when he didn't expect that he was close to him and quickly slid his body to the other side of the horse's belly.

Bayitemur's legs almost wiped her thighs on the horse's back and swept over. He swept it into a blank, his legs drew an arc to the horse's neck, and his left and right hands exchanged support to each other, allowing his right leg, and then his body steadily landed on the back of the running horse.

"Okay!" Seeing this, all the men applauded.

Bayitemur's sudden attack on the "sweeping the stubborn enemy" caused countless opponents to kill him, but this time he unexpectedly failed. Amid the cheers of everyone, his face turned red involuntarily.

He turned the horse's head again, pulled out the scimitar with a "choke", and slashed towards Qiu Siyue.

Qiu Shiyue also drew her sword and used a move to meet the enemy in an instant.

With the tingling sound, the two swords had already touched each other dozens of times, and Mars flew everywhere. The sound of gold and iron clashing made the seated horses anxious and neighed.

Suddenly, Bayitemur saw his sword body cut by the other party's sword. When dust fell from the tip of the knife, the sword blade with dazzling white light was pulled towards his neck. He hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it. The sword blade wiped his scalp and wiped across his head, and all the hair on his head was gone. Driven by the sword wind, the hair was flying in the air, like wisps of black smoke.

Bayitemur was so scared that he urged his horse to run away.

Autumn loses the moon and drives the horse to chase.

"Oh yo!" This scene made the people watching the battle scream. Amid the screams, they urged their horses to come over and intercept Qiu Shiyue who was pursuing the victory.

More than ten war horses were blocking front and chased back, instantly surrounding her in the core.

Qiu Shiyue had no choice but to tie the reins and waved her long sword to block the attacking weapon.

"This woman is so powerful at such a young age. Grab her." Bayitemur touched her bare head on the outside and shouted in anger, "Catch her and give her to Ali Khan!"

"Drink, drink, drink..." The Mongolian men surrounding Qiu Shuyue made low screams while slashing the battle.

Qiu Shiyue was surrounded, but she was not panicked. She blocked the sword left and right, blocked the sword from the top, and swept the top, so that those sharp weapons that looked like crazy could not succeed at all.

With the sound of ping-pong, scimitars fell to the ground one after another. Those who had lost their weapons quickly slipped out of the battle circle, and those who were waiting outside immediately took the bench.

While the two sides were fighting, someone suddenly pulled his throat outside and shouted: "The Khan's headquarters was attacked by the Oirats. I'll send you a message to go and reinforce!

"Stop, stop me!" Bayi Temur shouted when he heard this.

The fight in the field was stopped, and all the Mongolian Han Han were dodged and no longer surrounded Qiu Shuyue.

"Miss Qiu Siyue." Bayi Temur clasped his fists at her, "My tribe was harassed, we must fight against the evil wolf. You are here to wait. I respect you as a heroine. I will ask Harris to return that girl to you later."

"You have to keep your word, otherwise I will cut off your head and make a hollow as a job!" Qiu Shiyue said with a stern voice.

"If the person on the grassland does not fulfill his words, he will be a sheep eating grass and a dog eating shit." Bayitemur said in a loud voice.

"I believe you once." Qiu Shiyue inserted his sword into the sheath, and he was not entangled.

The Mongolian men turned their horses to their heads and urged them to leave quickly.
Chapter completed!