Early the next morning, Zhou Sen and his group encountered a tough situation.

This is a large tribe of more than 2,000 people.

When Zhou Sen and others charged towards the tribe, the tribe was preparing to migrate, and tribe members were gathering from all directions.

Zhou Sen and the others were locked in a bitter fight.

A steady stream of herdsmen surrounded them from all directions. Arrows from the sky shot out like locusts. The huge number of livestock scattered Zhou Sen's group of people. Out-of-control cattle, horses and herdsmen were everywhere. The scene was extremely chaotic. Almost everyone

The herdsmen all took up arms, whether they were children or old people, they worked hard and were not afraid of death. The bravery and bloody spirit of the Huns were vividly demonstrated in them.

The soldiers were trapped in the dilemma of fighting on their own

The advantage of the initial lightning attack was lost, and the soldiers who were locked in a bitter battle fell one by one.

There is no doubt that these one hundred soldiers are the elites of Wuchao City. However, elites are also human beings, and they cannot withstand large numbers of people. Some of these elites are just the most junior strong men. Masters like Cai Ping Xiao Yi are not

Many people like them have not yet reached the level of invulnerability, and they cannot withstand sharp arrows like locusts.

"puff……"

There was a muffled sound, and Brother Fu beside Zhou Sen was hit by an arrow and fell off his horse.

"Brother Rich!"

Zhou Sen and the crazy Taoist priest exclaimed in unison, jumped down at the same time, and ran to Brother Fu's side.

When they were in Huangpu, Zhou Sen, Brother Fu and Crazy Taoist were relatively close to each other. During the melee, Crazy Taoist and Brother Fu also followed Zhou Sen.

"Zhou Sen... Hurry... Run away..." A sharp arrow penetrated Brother Fu's chest. The dying Brother Fu looked at Zhou Sen, and before he could finish his sentence, he died.

"Brother Rich, Brother Rich..."

The mad Taoist hugged Brother Fu's body, shook it wildly, and shouted hysterically.

Looking at Brother Fu's gradually dimming expression, Zhou Sen slowly stood up and strode onto a rock. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of green blazing flames, with his hair flying and a ferocious look on his face, as if he had awakened from hell.

The devil.

"God, since you want me to be a gangster, then I will do it!

Zhou Sen suddenly let out a roar, and the roar was earth-shattering, like a thunderbolt in the clouds, making people's eardrums hurt.

"Taoist, help me get the arrow!"

Zhou Sen shouted loudly and summoned several bundles of arrow feathers from the Qiankun Ring.

"Yes!" The mad Taoist suddenly jumped up, put down Brother Fu's body, and crawled to Zhou Sen's side.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

…

Countless arrow feathers shot toward Zhou Sen like locusts.

Bend the bow and draw an arrow!

The sharp arrows were shot out in rapid succession, like an endless curtain of water.

Peng!

Peng!

Peng!

…

In a series of bursting sounds, the arrow feathers that were shot at Zhou Sen were hit by the arrow feathers shot by Zhou Sen. They exploded in the air and turned into powder. The air was filled with debris from arrow shafts, like thousands of arrow shafts.

The mosquitoes are dancing wildly.

Whoosh…

Zhou Sen's hand did not stop, and a steady stream of sharp arrows shot out from his hand. The crazy Taoist priest kept bending down to hand Zhou Sen arrows, three each time.

Zhou Sen's shooting speed was so fast that beads of sweat as big as soybeans appeared on the mad Taoist priest's forehead.

At this time, Zhou Sen has become a killing machine. He seems to never know how tired he is. His face is ashen and dull, with no expression at all.

The arrow feathers shooting in the air are like scythes harvesting life.

Thousands of herdsmen fell down. The elderly, women, and children, as long as they had weapons in their hands, were all targeted by Zhou Sen.

Soon, all the herdsmen around Zhou Sen were shot and killed.

Cai Ping and Xiao Yi realized that Zhou Sen's surroundings were quiet, and immediately took the opportunity to summon soldiers to gather around Zhou Sen.

The war is not over.

The herdsmen in the distance were still coming to kill them continuously, their shouts of killing echoed on the grassland, and their sharp arrows were like locusts filling the sky.

At this time, in the eyes of Cai Ping and others, the grassland seemed to have become extremely quiet.

In fact, the herdsmen's sharp arrows could no longer harm them because they were too far away. Of course, they tried to get closer to the target and kept charging, with waves of herdsmen following after waves...

…

With Zhou Sen as the core, there seemed to be an invisible line of defense of life and death a hundred feet away. As long as the herdsmen entered the invisible line of defense, Zhou Sen's elusive sharp arrows would immediately appear, shooting the herdsmen off their feet.

The soldiers held their breath and watched each herdsman being cut like wheat.

Cai Ping and Xiao Yi looked at each other, and a chill ran down their spines.

In their eyes, Zhou Sen has become a cold-blooded killing machine. His archery movements are mechanical and precise. Every time he shoots, several herdsmen will fall on the grassland. Hundreds of herdsmen will be killed by Zhou Sen.

One person is guarding a hundred feet away.

The invisible circular defense line kept devouring the lives of the herdsmen.

Zhou Sen's bowstring constantly burst out with shocking murderous intent. The murderous intent flew out with the sharp arrows, harvesting the lives of the herdsmen.

Over the grassland, there is an invisible evil spirit that repeatedly sweeps across the grassland, constantly devouring the spirits of death.

For the Shidan leader, these death spirits are a great supplement, because they are all at the peak of their fighting spirit.

Every life disappeared under Zhou Sen's sharp arrows.

One by one, the souls of death were swallowed up by the Shidan leader.

The soldiers around Zhou Sen formed a circular defensive circle. They were all half-kneeling on the ground to avoid hindering Zhou Sen's shooting.

Seeing the herdsmen's futile charge, chills ran down the soldiers' spines. Zhou Sen's arrows had extremely strong penetrating power. After those sharp arrows hit the herdsmen, they would often penetrate their chests and bring about a bloody storm.

, the internal organs minced by Nanji spiral force shot out in the air.

The most frightening thing is that after those sharp arrows penetrate a person's body, the remaining force is still very strong, and they often hit the herdsmen behind. The most frightening thing is that one sharp arrow actually killed three herdsmen.

When the last herdsman was nailed to death on the grassland, the bloody tail of the arrow trembled.

Now, they finally believe that Zhou Sen shot and killed King Zuo Xian.

If shooting the eagle proves nothing, then the current massacre is a naked display of Zhou Sen's terrifying archery skills.

Zhou Sen alone is better than thousands of troops!

Zhou Sen transformed again.

From a compassionate rookie to a true iron-blooded soldier.

In fact, Zhou Sen had already understood Cai Ping's truth, but he still couldn't really let go. When he watched Brother Fu die, Zhou Sen suddenly woke up.

This is war!

There is no mercy in war. War is life and death.

It's not just the people who have changed, but also Zhou Sen's combat value. In the past, Zhou Sen's combat value came from the "war" in the Mighty Realm. Later, "power" took the "war" to a higher level. In "

After "war" and "power", there is also the fierce energy in the monster energy stone. However, whether it is "war" or "force", or the fierce energy in the monster energy stone, they are all external.

Zai's fighting spirit has not yet been forwarded by Zhou Sen as his own fighting spirit.

Zhou Sen has a kind heart.

Kindness has always suppressed Zhou Sen's inner fighting spirit, preventing him from letting go.

But today, Brother Fu's death allowed him to see through the true meaning of war.

Only by destroying your opponent can you truly win and end the battle.

Being indecisive and indecisive will not only kill yourself, but also kill others.

Only by decisive attack can victory be achieved.

Although Brother Fu and Zhou Sen could not be said to have a deep relationship, they had been getting along day and night for some years and were one of the few friends Zhou Sen had in recent times. He could not forgive the death of a friend due to his own negligence.

Put away your kind heart.

Embark on a journey and go on a killing spree!

Zhou Sen's penetrating eyes stared at all moving targets in the distance. As long as there were weapons or attempts to attack, they were all targets for him to shoot, regardless of whether they were old, young, women, or children.

The number of herders is getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, the herdsmen woke up from the layers of corpses. They would never be able to cross the invisible line of defense. Their bravery only left one more corpse on the grassland.
To be continued...