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Chapter 139 There is strength in numbers

These people are very different from bandits.

When bandits see a bad situation, they will run away.

These people were well-trained and well-coordinated. They drew their knives to defend very quickly and organized a powerful counterattack.

They reacted extremely quickly, and the bamboo crossbow's rapid fire rate still blocked their vital points.

It's not as good as the bandit's seven emotions on his face, his fierce look, but his expressionless face is even more frightening to see.

"dismount!"

I don't know who shouted this.

The ‘targets’ with obvious goals disappeared in everyone’s eyes.

Using the cover of the tall horse, these people continued to close the distance.

Seeing the right opportunity, he rushed out and pounced on the man who rushed forward.

His companions all rushed out at about the same time, imitating his example.

The villagers who rushed closer became targets. Some were hit, but some cleverly avoided it, and they were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat.

The person who struck first twisted his waist and rolled around twice.

The man beneath him was thrown around and turned dizzy. The man elbowed him, and the man's jaw immediately dislocated, making a snapping sound.

The man then softened and no longer resisted.

The bamboo crossbow in his hand was snatched away, and he decisively shot an arrow at the nearest person.

Then he groped for the quiver, found a bamboo arrow, and tried to refill it.

Fortunately, he was in a hurry and used it for the first time. His accuracy was not good enough, and the person who was shot did not hit his vitals. One of the arrows was subconsciously moved out of the way.

The person who was shot let out a cry and was dragged behind by someone from the same team.

A team of six people began to use the power of concentrated fire.

Five arrows shot towards the man.

The action of loading the arrow was interrupted. He strategically leaned over and rolled to avoid the bamboo arrow. As soon as he rolled half a circle, Qi Dayi, who rushed straight from behind with a sullen face, hit him with a wooden board.

This wooden plank is powerful and heavy.

It hit his arm holding the bamboo crossbow with a frightening bang.

This man couldn't help but let out a cry, which attracted the side glances of his companions.

You must know that they are all regular soldiers, and their masters have strict training. Their physical strength and ability to withstand attacks are far beyond those of ordinary people.

Bang! Bang!

Two boards again!

Qi Da did not stop.

This honest man was filled with anger and his eyes were bloodshot.

Qi Si Qi Wu also rushed over with big wooden boards. It must be said that the wood used for car boards is really strong.

The three brothers swept it around and took pictures, but there was no sign of any breakage.

A group of people were disrupted by three powerful men who suddenly came out to kill them.

"Shoot the horse!"

Following Yan Huaiwen's order.

Bamboo arrows shot towards the horse in unison.

These horses looked very unusual. They did not panic in the chaos of the battle, but being shot and injured was another matter. The horses neighed and tried to run away.

Being held tightly to comfort me, I saw chaos on the other side.

Yan Huaiwen took the lead, rushed forward, and shot three arrows in a row.

Kill by arrow!

"The sword is short and the stick is long. Charge forward and retreat immediately after hitting him!"

Yan Laoer looked at the victims who were half a beat too slow to react, and jumped anxiously.

"You guys have long sticks, charge at me, hit me and run back!"

Only then did everyone understand what Xiucai Gong meant.

He shouted ah ah ah, rushed forward, used enough strength to cut off a board, turned around and ran away without even looking at the results.

While running, I almost bumped into someone behind me.

This made Yan Laoer angry, so he rolled up his sleeves from behind, waved his hands, and shouted something.

"Close your eyes, keep your eyes open, what's the use of hitting the horse? If the horse is frightened, it will kick you to death!"

Say hello to someone, hit him on the head, hit him on the shoulder, hit him on the chest...it's a big neck muscle! Yes! Hit him hard, if you're lucky, he'll fall down!

If you're not tall enough, wouldn't you lower your body, sweep his legs, and hit his feet?

Okay! That’s it, run, run! Just hit and run, don’t wait for him to react!

Yes, yes, the rhythm is very good, everyone, keep it up! They are going to die! They only have one pair of claws, you can't guard against them, don't be afraid, the knife can't hit you, don't be stunned if the wooden stick is cut, go back and change it

root!

Brother Hu, there is a turtle behind you! Hu Er, upper right! Not upper left, you don’t distinguish between left and right! The one holding the crossbow is with the right hand! The right hand!"

Yan Laoer is so busy that even standing on tiptoes is not enough.

The folks showed their momentum and enthusiasm!

He caught sight of Sanbao and climbed up neatly.

Sitting on the back of the cow, your field of vision suddenly expanded.

Yan Laoer yelled even more vigorously: "Those who retreated from the fight, watch carefully, don't hit anyone, don't panic, come one at a time, don't squeeze those behind, drag those who are upside down on the ground back, don't step on them

Stay!"

"Check the turtles around you. There may be some who are pretending to be dead. If you pass by, smash them a little harder!"

"Sambo, please move forward, I can't see clearly."

Sanbao obeyed and went forward.

Yan Yu stood on her bullock cart and shouted to her father: "Dad, kill the horse!"

Yan Laoer also reacted, "Yes, yes! Kill the horse first, brothers!"

It was a good thing that he didn't shout. When he shouted, the group was planning to retreat, but they were very angry when they heard it.

You coward, come here if you can!

Come to the front and see if grandpa doesn't prick you with red holes all over your body.

What's the point of shouting behind you? It's just your loud voice that makes your head hurt!

There was one person who was particularly angry. He kicked a man with his long legs and knocked down a man who was holding a stick before he could hit it. When he fell back, he overwhelmed many people, rushed out of the encirclement, and picked up a man who didn't know who was missing.

bamboo crossbow.

He raised his hand and aimed at Yan Laoer, with a cold gaze. He did not shoot immediately, but spent a few breaths of time to position and aim.

shoot!

This sudden arrow made Yan Laoer freeze on the spot and his body went numb.

Between the lightning and flint, the brain is running rapidly.

Should I lie down? Yes, lie down.

But damn, why doesn’t my body obey the command and can’t move!

Stiffly, I just bent over, holding the reins tightly...

Ahhh! Are you going to be shot?

The three treasures stand leisurely and quietly, with no sense of presence.

A low moo, short and steady.

The cow's hooves rise, driving the entire upper body to perform a difficult movement of standing up on the spot.

The bamboo arrow was deflected neatly.

That person was stunned!

What kind of bull is this?

Is this a cow?!

What did it just do?

It kicked away the bamboo arrow with its hoof!!!

Yan Laoer felt like he fell down and stood up again!

Looking closely, the archery fellow's jaw dropped in shock.

He only hated that he had no arrows in his hands.

You can't shoot him!

He just shouted: "Daughter, give me the crossbow!"

He saw his eldest brother raising his eyebrows and raising his hand to shoot an arrow.

Wear it through!

Almost at the same time, another bamboo arrow flew out from behind him.

Seal the throat with one arrow!

He looked back suddenly.

If it’s not Li Xuemei, who is it?

His wife rushed out at some point, holding a crossbow with one hand in a very handsome manner, loading the arrow as she walked.

The small bamboo arrows whizzed, as if they had eyes, and they all pierced the throats and necks of the group.

A true one-hit kill!


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