Chapter 979: Killing enemies with four consecutive arrows
Liu Yu couldn't bear it any longer. He turned over and jumped up, riding on the horse's back. At this moment, all the pain in his body disappeared. He became the unstoppable Beifu Military God again.
He raised the big bow on his saddle and chased the five horsemen directly.
The distance of more than three miles was not so easy for Liu Yu to chase. Fortunately, Murong Lan's Pegasus horse was an extremely powerful horse. Under Liu Yu's crazy whipping and kicking, it flew like a horse, and the people in front of it were riding fast.
The horse was also of extraordinary quality and moved extremely fast, but no one noticed that in the thick fog behind them, there was a figure who looked like a murderous god, running straight towards them.
Wang Miaoyin lay tightly on the horse's back, holding the horse's neck with her bare hands. He was not a person who was good at riding. That is to say, when he went to the Dingling tribe with Liu Yu last time, he learned a little bit, and usually only
It was really difficult for her to sit on the horse's back and gallop. For this noble lady, she was hugging the horse's neck tightly and wrapping her two jade feet around the stirrups.
I barely managed to ensure that I didn't fall out, but I couldn't count on the speed. I was only more than twenty steps away. I relied on the guards behind me to resist with my life, and I managed to gain about a hundred steps of space. However, the five cavalry behind me were tight.
He chased her relentlessly, and soon, there was only less than sixty steps left.
The guard beside Wang Miaoyin gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Miss, ride across the river quickly and don't look back."
Wang Miaoyin realized something, raised her body slightly from the horse, and shouted: "A Yong!"
A Yong smiled miserably, turned around and ran behind him. After Wang Miaoyin's power left, his eyes sparkled with tears. He gritted his teeth and continued to run forward. He was already less than a mile away from a lonely pontoon bridge on the river bank.
Already.
A Yong pulled out a two-handed knife more than four feet long from the saddle and shouted sternly: "As long as I'm here, don't even think about taking a step forward!"
The bald military officer Ding Ling was leading the way, holding the reins of his horse with one hand and waving a long mace with the other. The moonlight looked after the sharp spikes on the head of the stick, like the fangs of a vicious wolf dripping with saliva, which was intimidating.
, this mace carried huge kinetic energy, hovering and flying on top of the bald head. The two people's mounts increased their speed to the maximum, and they passed each other head on. They only heard a "bang" sound, and the broadsword flew up.
In mid-air, it broke into two pieces. Just like its owner, it flew directly from the horse, bringing up a rain of blood, and finally fell heavily to the ground.
General Ding Ling laughed, and several people behind him echoed: "Alibaba is mighty, Alibaba is mighty!"
General Ding Ling named Alibaba smiled and pointed at A Yong's body on the ground: "This man's head belongs to you. I will go after that woman myself."
As he spoke, he held up his mace and ran quickly behind Wang Miaoyin.
A Ding Ling cavalryman muttered: "Granny, you just want us to stop taking credit. Alibaba does this every time."
Another man jumped off the horse with a smile: "It would be good to have some gains. I think he probably wants to taste what these high-ranking ladies from the Jin Kingdom are like."
Several Ding Ling cavalrymen let out a burst of obscene laughter. Suddenly, a shrill sound broke through the air. Everyone's expressions changed. Before they had time to react, the first cavalryman who spoke was hit by an arrow in the face.
, entered from the left eye socket, the tip of the arrow took his eyeball, and came out directly from the back of the head on the other side. The whole head was like an egg with a broken shell, exploding, which shows the power of this arrow.
How terrible.
The other three Ding Ling cavalrymen were so frightened that they looked towards the place where the arrow came from. They saw a horseman running out of the fog about 200 paces away, like lightning. There was a man sitting on it, wearing a tiger skin, shaped like an iron tower.
He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of murderous intent. On the big bow in his hand, there is a long spiked arrow pointed directly at himself.
With a "Woo" sound, the bowstring vibrated, and the long arrow was unsheathed. Another Ding Ling cavalryman shot the arrow directly through the front of his heart. He flew out from the horse and fell seven or eight steps away. He kicked off his legs and died.
Alas.
The remaining two Ding Ling cavalrymen were so frightened that their arrow-nosing hands were shaking. However, relying on their natural and instinctive fighting skills, they still cocked the arrows, pointed them at the intruder, and shot out one arrow at the same time.
Liu Yu's body was sitting steadily on the horse. Such high-speed running made his posture not deformed at all. Years of rigorous riding training made him and the horse almost become one. Even Murong
Chuiya couldn't stop praising him. From the shots of the two men, he knew clearly that the strength of those who fired the arrows, like their fighting spirit, was almost destroyed. No matter the strength or accuracy of these two arrows, it was impossible to threaten him.
Liu Yu's third arrow was also shot out like thunder. This time, there was another scream. The third Ding Ling cavalry fell off his horse and died. He grabbed it in the air, and one of the arrows was originally aimed at his right shoulder.
The arrow about one foot was caught in his hand, while the other arrow, about two feet above his head, flew about ten steps away before falling to the ground feebly, just like Liu Yu
judgment.
At this moment, Liu Yu turned his right hand, knocked down the copied arrow, and re-wound it. The last remaining Ding Ling cavalryman was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run away, but he didn't have time to run away.
He took a step forward, and an arrow from behind pierced his heart directly from the back. His body flew out of the horse's head and fell heavily to the ground. He murmured: "What a fast arrow!"
Liu Yu ran a distance of fifty or sixty steps and killed four riders in a row, but he was still anxious. A mile away, Wang Miaoyin was almost approaching the pontoon bridge, but the bald man behind him was getting closer and closer.
His slurred Chinese was accompanied by his proud laughter: "Little beauty, don't run away. Alibaba will take you to meet your fiancé right now."
Liu Yu was impatient. In order to kill the enemy with the few arrows just now, he fired them at a distance beyond the range of ordinary bows and arrows. He used at least 30 to 40% more force than usual. With this force, the blood scabs on several wounds on his body burst out.
The pain was so intense that he couldn't care about it anymore and screamed loudly: "Thief, don't hurt my wife!"
Alibaba's expression changed. He was so excited about chasing Wang Miaoyin that he didn't care about what was behind him. When he turned around, he saw four of his men lying dead on the battlefield, and four horses were walking beside the body of their master.
He walked over and licked the owner's wounds and face, as if to let them stand up again. On the other side, a murderous man wearing tiger skin was running towards him like lightning, with murderous intent clearly visible in his eyes.