No wonder he ran fast at first and then slowly. It turned out that he was seriously injured. Guo Dajing suddenly felt that his good luck had come again. It would be best if the wild boar fell to the ground without any effort on his part.
The wild boar was bleeding all the way and fled all the way. As expected, it was exhausted and began to stagger. There was only about 20 meters left from the woods, and it was even more difficult to move.
Suddenly, Guo Dajing's eyes flashed and he looked at the snowy slope where the wild boar was climbing up the mountain.
The first thing that jumped into Guo Dajing's sight were two black dots, one first and then the other. The black dots became larger and longer, gradually revealing themselves to be two Jian slaves riding horses.
Even without seeing it clearly, Guo Dajing made a judgment. In this place, no one else could ride a horse except Jiannu.
Obviously, these two slaves came after the wild boar.
As he got closer and closer, Guo Dajing could see more clearly. The two slaves held bows and guns. When they saw the dying wild boar, they let out strange screams of excitement.
Wild boar, wild boar skin!
Guo Dajing was better concealed, but he launched his crossbow and aimed at Jiannu, doing analysis and weighing in his mind.
There were only two slaves, and using the Yin people's sharp weapon - the hunting crossbow, we could distinguish them in order and be sure to kill them.
But what impact will killing them have? Will the Liao people in the village be implicated? Are you ready?
In the midst of hesitation, Guo Dajing suddenly opened his eyes wide.
A slave-building queen dragged a man, rolling around in the snow, without any sign of struggle.
Just like when you see a horse riding a horse and you can tell you were a slave, there is no doubt that the person being dragged is a Liao citizen.
It was impossible for the Liao people to deliberately offend the Jiannu. Perhaps they could not avoid it, or maybe they were just seen by the Jiannu from a distance.
Damn the slaves, they treated the Han people like grass and trampled them down at will. Maybe they were just in a bad mood because the wild boar ran away, maybe they just wanted to have fun, so they cruelly dragged them behind the horses and killed them.
Guo Dajing bit his lips tightly, and a stream of salty smell flowed into his mouth. He lowered his head and aimed the crosshair at Jian Nu in the scope.
It's time to make the beast pay the price! When it comes to preparation, where is the perfect time? If you don't want to do it, you can always find an excuse.
The two slaves only saw the wild boar and were excited about the prey they were about to catch. After all, they fought hard and even risked their lives to finally defeat it.
The harvest was just in front of him. A Jiannu shot an arrow in his hand from a very close distance and hit the wild boar. The wild boar let out a dying howl and fell down helplessly.
Jian Nu let out a cry of victory, and one Jian Nu jumped off his horse. With extremely skillful movements, he swung his machete and ran towards the wild boar with a big smile.
Another Jian slave put away his bow and arrows, grabbed the spear on the saddle, and kept raising it excitedly, shouting in a voice that Guo Dajing couldn't understand.
Be patient, don't be hasty! Guo Dajing thought silently in his heart, breathing slowly and finely, and aimed at the approaching Jiannu on horseback.
Jiannu, who was holding a machete, ran to the wild boar and slashed the wild boar's neck with his knife. Although he did not cut off the wound, he was able to confirm that the wild boar had no power to resist.
Crash! The slight sound was covered up by Jiannu's laughter and shouts, and the arrow came out of the string, as fast as lightning, passing a distance of more than thirty meters in an instant, and shot hard into the chest of Jiannu, who was on the horse.
The power of the hunting crossbow was fully demonstrated. At such a close distance, it was enough to crush the skull of a buffalo, not to mention the cotton armor worn by the slaves.
The huge impact pushed Jiannu off the saddle, and he fell sideways off the horse without even making a sound.
After shooting an arrow, Guo Dajing quickly grabbed the arrow placed next to him, clicked and pulled on the crossbow, completed the preparatory movements in a few seconds, and aimed at the other Jiannu.
Jiannu, who was under the horse, slashed the wild boar twice as if to vent his anger, turned back to his companions and said: "Sanuha, take the rope -"
His voice stopped suddenly, and his eyes widened in horror. His companion lay on his back in the snow, with a short cluster of arrows exposed on his chest, and the bright red blood stained the snow next to him.
Crash! There was another faint sound of death. Jiannu may have heard it, but it was too late.
The crossbow arrow shot into Jiannu's back with great force, causing him to jump forward and directly hit the war horse. The knife in his hand scratched the war horse, and he was bounced back again, staggered, and fell to the ground.
Bubbles of blood kept pouring out of Jiannu's mouth, and his lungs were penetrated. Although he opened his mouth wide, it was in vain and he would soon be suffocated to death.
The war horse was frightened, jumped and neighed, and ran away with its hooves spread wildly with minor stab wounds.
This was something Guo Dajing did not expect. He did not know whether the war horse would return to the place where Jiannu started after running away.
But his intuition told him that he couldn't just let such a person go away alive, as this might be a flaw that could lead to disaster.
Guo Dajing rushed out of the woods, chased for a few steps, and wanted to shoot with a crossbow, but because of his impatience and the uneven thickness of the snow, he actually fell down.
After rolling several times on the snowy slope, Guo Dajing stopped, picked up the lost crossbow, and when he took aim again, he found that his horse had already run far away.
At this distance - Guo Dajing did not dare to guarantee accuracy and hesitated before firing.
When sniping Jiannu, whether it was a tailwind or a headwind, because the distance was short, the impact was not significant. But now, it was a crosswind, which had the greatest impact on the arrows.
Moreover, even if it can hit a war horse, it will only hit the horse's butt. The possibility of fatality is small, but it is quite possible to make the horse run faster through pain.
Just when Guo Dajing was about to take action, feeling anxious and hesitant, a man rushed out from the woods, rolled and crawled in the snow, and when he approached the horse, he grabbed the reins dragging on the ground.
The war horse was still running, but it was affected by the snow, dragging another person with it, and its speed slowed down.
Seeing an opportunity, Guo Dajing hurriedly ran a few steps and ran to another war horse that was still patrolling beside Jiannu's body. He grabbed the reins, cut the rope tied to the saddle, got on his horse, and chased after him with all his strength.
In his previous life, Guo Dajing had ridden a horse, but only in a leisurely manner. He had some experience, but he was far from being proficient.
Therefore, his riding posture was a bit ridiculous, lying on the horse's back and hugging the horse's neck, all in order to speed up.
On the other side, the frightened horse was still jumping and running, but the man being dragged stood up after a few rolls and ran a few steps, but was immediately dragged down again.
But this man was experienced. He stood up for a short moment and already observed the surrounding situation. After being dragged down again, he rolled hard to the right, where there was a lonely small tree.
During the roll, although he did not wrap the rope around the tree, he still borrowed strength and hugged the small tree. His other hand was wrapped around the reins, and he would not let go until he died.
The frightened horse jumped in the snow, trying to break free, but finally exhausted, and gradually stopped, snoring and spitting out clouds of white mist.