Lei Jingzhe was not brave enough to dodge and could only swing his sword to block. The arrow hit the blade with a buzzing sound, which made Lei Jingzhe's arm numb. He made a quick decision and rode his horse past Zhou Gui, ready to lead his men into the city gate.
"Close the door quickly------!" Zhou Gui was knocked to the ground. Regardless of his embarrassment, he held up his robe and shouted at the city general.
The city generals pressed their shoulders together, shouted in unison, and pushed the city gate to close. Lei Jingzhe's horse was faster, and when he arrived, his sword also arrived. He was the first to chop down the city general who pushed the city gate, and was about to drive straight into and occupy Cizhou. At the critical moment, Lei Jingzhe felt a chill behind his head, and he suddenly bent his upper body, and the horse's back sank, and he climbed onto a young man of sixteen or seventeen.
Ding Tao's palm slashed towards Lei Jingzhe's neck, but Lei Jingzhe dodged it sideways, holding the handle of the knife, and stabbed Ding Tao's chest and abdomen with his backhand. Ding Tao slid down the saddle to avoid the blade. His feet touched the ground, and he ran for a few seconds with the fast-running horse, and climbed up again with the strength of his arms.
"Hey!" Ding Tao grabbed Lei Jingzhe's arm, raised her hand and threw a stroke of ink on Lei Jingzhe's face when he looked back.
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