A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Zhao Daxuan snorted coldly, his mind like a rein, and with a gentle squeeze of his legs, the speed of his warhorse surged again, galloping towards Li Erlong and the others.

Sensing that Li Erlong and the others were in a precarious situation, they spurred their horses around to avoid them, not daring to stray too far from the area, fearing that Zhao Daxuan would not be able to find them when he returned.

As a result, he suffered setbacks at every turn, desperately dodging the Tartars' arrows, but before long his warhorse was shot and fell down with a mournful cry.

Li Erlong and the others could only form a circle, holding up their shields and struggling to defend themselves, protecting Chen An while anxiously waiting for Zhao Daxuan to return.

Zhao Daxuan's face was tense, and his warhorse had already pushed its speed to the limit, quickly approaching Li Erlong and the others.

At the same time, he raised his bow and arrow, locked onto the twenty Tatar cavalrymen in his perception field, and several arrows shot out from Zhao Daxuan's hand, streaking across the sky with golden light.

The twenty Tartar cavalrymen were still playing cat and mouse with Li Erlong and the others, not in a hurry to kill them directly, but slowly tightening the encirclement, preparing to step forward and capture them alive.

The fact that they were able to find Xia soldiers at such a distance from the Great Xia Kingdom surprised them, so they decided to capture them alive and interrogate them for information.

However, before they could capture Li Erlong and his men, several golden lights suddenly flashed before their eyes.

"Pfft!"

Several muffled thuds came from beside him as arrows pierced through his thick felt robes and embedded themselves in his flesh. Then he saw his five companions with arrows stuck in their chests. Without uttering a sound, they collapsed to the ground.

The others' expressions changed, and they quickly scanned their surroundings. Before they could locate the enemy, several golden lights flashed before their eyes again.

Five more Tartars fell to the ground, their bodies convulsing unconsciously, their crimson blood spreading across the ground beneath them.

The remaining ten Tartars' expressions changed drastically. They no longer cared about finding the enemy, pulled on the reins, and turned to leave the area.

One of them even pulled out a smoke grenade, pulled the detonator, and fired it into the air.

"Whoosh—Boom!"

A long, red plume of smoke shot into the sky from the ground, instantly exploding into a huge red cloud above everyone's heads.

Zhao Daxuan's expression changed as he looked at the red cloud in the sky ahead.

Unexpectedly, this team had smoke flares, which they used to send out a distress signal. Now they're in danger.

Today, the sky above this northern region is cloudless and visibility is excellent. Suddenly, this red smoke appeared in the sky, like a splash of crimson on a white cloth, exceptionally conspicuous.

At this moment, I only hope that the Tartar central army will not send too many cavalry units because this place is still far from the Xia territory and they do not attach great importance to it.

Otherwise, Li Erlong and the others might not even be able to escape in time and would be surrounded, at which point their lives would be in danger.

A flash of anger crossed Zhao Daxuan's face, and he fired two more volleys of arrows, killing the remaining Tatar cavalrymen around Li Erlong and the others from a distance.

Seeing the arrows falling from the sky, Li Erlong and the others knew that Zhao Daxuan had discovered their predicament and was heading their way.

But before they could even catch their breath, they saw one of the fleeing Tartars release a smoke signal flare, and their expressions changed drastically.

Although arrows rained down from the sky again, killing the remaining Tartars, it did not change the fact that they would inevitably be discovered by the main Tartar army.

Li Erlong, his face grim, quickly changed his mind and said, "Quickly! Mount the Tartars' warhorses, and retreat as soon as Lord Zhao arrives!"

Upon hearing this, Chen An and the others immediately ran forward, grabbed the horses that had just lost their owners, and mounted them.

Several warhorses shook their heads in resistance, but Li Erlong and his men were skilled horsemen and had already tamed the horses by the time Zhao Daxuan arrived.

Upon seeing Zhao Daxuan arrive on horseback, Li Erlong's face immediately showed anxiety, and he shouted to Zhao Daxuan, "Sir, the situation is critical, we must retreat immediately!"

"No! If we retreat together, the Tartars will definitely catch up with us. Facing an encirclement, you have no chance of escaping!" Zhao Daxuan said in a deep voice.

"I have personally investigated, and the actual situation of the Tartar central army is consistent with the intelligence we obtained through interrogation!"

"You men, head south immediately, three men each, and report the intelligence we have gathered to the garrison of Zhenbei City."

"I'll stay behind to cover the retreat and draw away the approaching Tartar reinforcements. Afterwards, I'll return to Zhenbei City on my own. Don't wait for me!"

Upon hearing this, Li Erlong and the others immediately showed expressions of disbelief.

Chen An's voice changed, trembling as he said, "My lord, you mustn't!"

"Yes! How can this be done! My lord, I'll lure the Tartar cavalry away!" Li Erlong said anxiously.

Zhao Daxuan, his face grim, looked intently at Li Erlong and the others. "There's no time for this nonsense. You all need to evacuate immediately. That's an order!"

Li Erlong, his face tense, spurred his horse forward a few steps and spoke in a trembling voice, "My lord..."

"Go!! Go now!!!"

Zhao Daxuan roared, his voice deafening, startling a flock of birds in the forest.

Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, Zhao Daxuan's face turned cold. He raised his longbow and shot out several arrows in an instant.

"Duo! Duo! Duo!..."

A flash of golden light appeared, and several arrows struck the hooves of the warhorses beneath Li Erlong and his men, raising dust and causing the horses to neigh and retreat in fear.

"Walk!!!"

Zhao Daxuan's angry shout rang out again, this time with a hint of coldness in his voice.

Chen An and the others struggled to control their panicked warhorses, their eyes red as they looked at Zhao Daxuan.

Sensing Zhao Daxuan's resolute attitude, the group gritted their teeth, with Li Erlong leading the way to turn around and gallop south, the others following closely behind.

"My lord, we're waiting for you to come back!!"

Li Erlong's voice came from afar, tinged with a sob.

Zhao Daxuan curled his lip, turned his horse around again, and looked in the direction of the five hundred iron cavalry that had quickly entered the perception field.

After pondering for a moment, he gave up the idea of ​​long-range sniping, as that would only attract more pursuers. He decided to wait for them to arrive and then lure them away.

The sound of galloping hooves grew closer, and a row of black figures appeared in the distance, rapidly enlarging as they rose and fell.

When the cavalry was about 500 paces away, Zhao Daxuan's lips curled up slightly, he gave a soft shout, and his warhorse snorted and galloped northward.

The cavalry captain in charge saw a lone rider ahead and, upon seeing his own troops, immediately fled north.

With a cold snort, he sent fifty riders to investigate the situation, then gently pulled on his reins and led the remaining troops to turn north in pursuit.

One rider led the way, with hundreds of riders closely following behind. Under Zhao Daxuan's deliberate control, the distance between the two sides was always kept at more than two hundred paces.

This distance was just outside the range of the Tartar cavalry, making the Tartar captain furious and forcing him to grit his teeth and spur his horse to chase after them desperately.