Piao Tianzi    76. Arrow Rain (Fourth Update)

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?There is a circle of wooden building walls outside Beichuan Town, with a thick layer of iron rivets on it, and long nails pierced out obliquely. If you want to climb on it, you will definitely be hooked by a large piece of meat. As long as you loosen your hands, you will fall onto the sharp wooden stakes under the wall to make your heart feel cool, and you will die miserably.

In addition, the walls are covered with clean oil, leaving a wind eye of about half a foot. As long as a crossbow is installed in war, it will be the enemy's nightmare. The wooden wall is very wide for people to walk back and forth, intercept and kill people who attack with cloud ladders. As for those warriors with unique skills, flying over the eaves and walls, the guards also have ways to deal with them. They will sprinkle fishing nets with iron hooks, and they will be unable to fly as soon as they are covered.

With these fortifications, Beichuan Town has stood for countless years. Even if the bandits who flew over the "Qingdee Wasteland" were fierce, they would return in vain every time. However, the power of the guards was limited after all, and it would be okay to rely on ready-made traps to block the enemy. If they were asked to go out to encircle and suppress the bandits, it would be a meat bun to beat the dog.

This is why the horse bandits in Baishizhai attacked merchants and travelers several times in places near the town, but Beichuan Town did not send out one army or another.

It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t!

As soon as the town gate opened, the bandits would rush in, and the damage caused would be even greater. After several storms, the guards in the town developed a little fear of all the bandits in Baishi Village. Therefore, they became so nervous after discovering that Baishi Mountain was covered with red flags.

This group of bandits is afraid that there are hundreds of people, and they are countless, and they are well-equipped and rich. They can recruit more Green Forest Army and weapons and armor. They are not afraid of ordinary arrows. Only by carrying a Mitsubishi head armor-breaking arrow can they achieve the greatest lethality.

If Baishizhai is involved in Beichuan Town, it will be the first to be affected. The other party will come with the army of Wancheng. Even if the town can be defended, it will suffer heavy losses and blood flows into a river. These are not what the defenders hope to see, although they are not afraid of death.

He was waiting intently. The forehead of the crossbowman huddled in the wall was covered with sweat beads, soaking his eyebrows, and confusing his eyes. One of them took out his sleeves and wiped them. But after he blinked a few times, he found that several figures slowly walked on the snow road ahead. His face suddenly became nervous, and he pulled the bowstring with one hand and slowly turned into a full moon. He just waited for the order of the non-commissioned officers to break out of the air and release a deadly sound.

"Is it a scout?" Everyone was confused. They only saw two men and one woman, one of whom was an old man over fifty years old, and there was nothing special about it except the wooden box in his hand.

The crossbowmen looked at each other in confusion and could see the hesitation in each other's eyes, but not everyone thought so. A guard lying on the upper left corner of the wall sneered in his heart: "Although he is dressed like this, it is not ruled out that the bandits disguised themselves to earn the town gate, so they would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go."

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, the bowstring in his hand had been released, and a faint buzzing sound, the arrow branch brought out a long gray light and headed straight for the three people on the avenue.

"Hmm?" Chen Hao shrank his pupils, and his right hand suddenly grabbed it forward like lightning. When he held it tightly, there was a long arrow in his hand. The feathers on the tail of the arrow were still trembling freely. He looked at Beichuan Town not far ahead, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"What's going on?" He turned his head and asked Fu Qingfeng.

"I... I don't know either. Maybe there is a misunderstanding. After all, those guards don't know each other."

The old man looked at the arrow feather and his face turned pale. He knew that the killing god in front of him was the method of killing the god in front of him. Such an expression of hostility for no reason would only bring revenge like thunder. I just hope that he would not slaughter like in Baishi Mountain. You must know that he regarded Beichuan Town as the foundation for the future development of the Fu family. He wanted to find a suitable one, but I don’t know when it would be.

"Hoho..."

Several more feather arrows flew over, and the initial arrow seemed to have triggered a chain reaction. The crossbowman hidden in the wall thought that the commander had ordered, and the arrow branches came one by one, forming a rain of arrows shining with cold light.

Chen Hao's face darkened. He didn't have time to go back to the old man's words, but opened his five fingers and shot out eight or sixty-four palms in a short time. Each palm was accompanied by the sound of dragon roaring and tiger roaring. The energy was released and turned into green rainbows visible to the naked eye, thorning all the arrow branches into pieces, and pieces of wood chips fell, and the iron arrows touched each other and made a "ding bell" sound.

The guards of Beichuan Town were all stunned. They had already foresaw the ending of the three, but they did not expect that the scene that was bound to die was broken in this way. This made them feel a little chill. When they thought of fighting with such a mysterious master, the most confident people were a little pounding in their hearts. I wonder if those seemingly strong fishing nets could work again?

"Who ordered the arrow to be shot?"

A young general in armor climbed up the wooden wall in anger and shouted loudly at a group of crossbowmen. He was hiding behind the cat's eyes to observe the situation, but before he could judge whether he would fight, the fight had already started.

It would be fine if the target was solved in one go. Who would have worn this layer of military skin and didn't have a few souls under the sword? But the other party just used a set of palm techniques to destroy hundreds of arrow branches, which was obviously kicked onto the iron plate.

If the Qingshan Guest was a member of Baishizhai, they would have considered themselves unlucky, but if not, such a great enemy under the plain tree would only bring endless trouble to their families. The fishing net could block ordinary good players, but the peerless masters could always pass through layers of obstacles and take the general's head among the troops, not to mention a small guarding general. He looked at his cold eyes and suddenly felt a biting chill all over his body.

"Tell me! Who fired the arrow first? If you don't say it, then you will be dealt with by military law. After investigation, you will be punished with a higher level of punishment. Your family will be assigned to hard labor and serve three years in prison!" The young general turned his head and looked at dozens of silent crossbowmen and shouted again.

As soon as the crowd finished speaking, the crime of not following military orders can be as big as a minor one, as small as just receiving a few whips at the school ground, as big as hanging flagpoles on the ground for three days to achieve the military power. Now, hearing the young general's meaning, he even has to be implicated by his family, except for being punished. How can he not make them nervous?

The young general looked at the pale faces and felt a little relieved in his heart. You ***, I am not safe in my own head, you, the initiator, want to hide and be happy?

"Has no one came out on his own initiative?" The young general's face was so gloomy that water dripped out. His thick eyebrows stood up, and he pulled out the sword from his waist with a clang. The cold air filled the air. The blade pointed at the throat of each crossbowman from afar, which was as if he would stab it in the next moment.

"Slow!" A figure finally walked out slowly, his face full of helplessness.

When everyone saw the person's face, they suddenly exclaimed: "Old Feng, why is it you?"
Chapter completed!