"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Just as Lan Tianyu shouted, the crossbow arrows of the Jue Zhang Bi drew perfect arcs and fell into the Tatar cavalry formation.

"Ah, ahh..."

Screams keep coming.

The power of the crossbow is so powerful that some shot through the cavalry's heads, while others stabbed the horses directly. The entire crossbow arrows were all buried in the horses.

It's another nightmare for the cavalry.

Malagis' heart is dripping blood.

Oh my God, how many weapons did this dog eunuch prepare? How many more terrifying are each more weapons?

Fortunately, the distance is too short, and the cavalry is not very afraid of crossbow arrows.

After three wheels, the effect of slashing the crossbow is not very good.

Indeed, the range is too long and meaningless.

"Oh, it seems that I lost!" Lan Tianyu was willing to accept the loss, but he took out a ingot of silver, "I bet that he has no other magical weapons."

Chu Bawang won ten taels of silver and was in a good mood: "Haha, okay, I bet on you, I bet he will have surprises."

"Feedling arrow!"

The crossbow was thrown away, and they replaced them with ordinary bows and arrows.

Bend the bow, hit the arrow, shoot!

At this distance, the range of the feather arrow is just right!

The Tartar cavalry rushed from three miles away to now, with countless casualties and finally able to fight back.

They all excitedly bent their bows and arrows to fight back one by one!

Lan Tianyu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, that is, the standard feather arrows in the army, nothing special. I won this game, haha."

Lan Tianyu happily touched the silver, but was suppressed by Chu Bawang: "Don't worry, look!"

Malajis also thought that Xiao Bingzhu's skills were exhausted, and it was finally his cavalry's turn to play to his advantage, but he was stunned again.

The riding and shooting at such a distance is only one round. The distance is too close, so they still have to hold a scimitar and chop.

But Xiao Bingzhu's soldiers were not the case. They replaced the Zhuge Crossbow again.

The Zhuge crossbow has a short range, within thirty meters, and has extremely strong penetration and can break armor.

Best for this time.

The rapid shooting of the crossbow does not require aiming at all. As long as you pull the motor, you will inevitably shoot at the Tartar cavalry...

"The Qin Dog that is killed by heaven, the Qin Dog that is killed by heaven!"

Wherever Malajis looked, there were the bodies of Tatar cavalrymen.

The grassland is covered.

"Hahaha, sorry, I won again!" Chu Bawang was excited, "I didn't expect that there was a crossbow. This thing is the most suitable for cavalry. If one person is in hand, we may be able to gallop on the grassland!"

After all the crossbows were fired, they immediately retreated.

The nightmare of the Tartar cavalry was officially staged.

Mo Daojun!

Only two thousand people.

Old Huang Zhong was alone in front, but his knife was very stable, and his hair and beard didn't even blow even the wind!

Modao weighs thirty kilograms and is 100 feet long.

One head touched the ground and the other headed towards the Tartar cavalry.

Just when Malajis didn't understand why Xiao Bingzhu didn't send out a hook and sickle, but asked the group of people to come out to die, he found out that he was wrong.

It's very outrageously wrong.

When a cavalry meets Mo Dao, there are only four words to describe it.

The people and horses are broken!
Chapter completed!