A group of masters from the Liao Kingdom remembered the memories of some wounded soldiers.
At that time, the wounded soldiers said:
Tiejun's composite crossbow can break through leather armor in two hundred steps.
One hundred and fifty steps can break through iron armor.
Everyone regarded it as fantasy and nonsense.
Even Yelu Zhengwei, who was seriously injured by Shen Lin's arrow, sneered.
Because, that arrow.
Shen Lin had already reached one hundred, twenty or thirty steps.
In the Liao army, some skilled eagle shooters could break through the enemy's armor at this distance with their powerful bows.
It's just that such people are very rare.
The little prince also thought that Shen Lin was a talented marksman.
He did not believe that the composite crossbow used by Shen Lin was so terrifying.
He has read through history and carefully developed the big yellow crossbow, which can break through iron armor with a hundred steps, which is enough for him to be proud of.
Yan Shen and the others chose to rush down from the west hillside.
One is to use the cover of woods and shrubs to move quickly from top to bottom.
In addition, the wind is still blowing from the northwest.
It will not affect the shooting direction of heavy iron arrows.
It's a pity that everything has been calculated.
They simply ignored it.
Shen Lin and his gang can discover it before the enemy does.
The actions of all of them have never escaped Liang Zhi's eyes.
Wait a hundred and fifty steps before shooting.
Shen Lin had already taken it into consideration over and over again.
Want to run now?
Where is it so easy?
Take the White Lady and the Red Lady as their spearheads.
Fourteen people with their faces covered in iron armor, under Shen Lin's order.
Just chase after him.
The distance between the two parties has remained unchanged.
"Boohoo!"
The sharp iron armor-piercing arrows flew through the air in my ears.
Yan Shen ran as fast as he could, feeling regretful in his heart.
He didn't dare to look back at all.
The miserable cries of my companions came one after another.
Dead!
Another one died!
…
God, who assassinated whom?
Even if everyone were to fight back, it would be too late.
Shen Lin and his eleven guards put on their visors.
The fine armor on his body is all exactly the same, pitch black.
Who is who?
Where can we tell the difference clearly?
The powerful crossbow of others is far more powerful than the big yellow crossbow in my hand.
The attack is so sharp.
What about defense?
Is it just paper?
No matter how stupid Yan Shen is, he still believes that their black armor is extraordinary.
"Run, after two hundred steps, we will enter the woods!"
"Pfft!"
An arrow penetrated Duerman's waist, and a long bloody arrow emerged from his abdomen.
His body trembled and he fell to the ground.
"Boss, run quickly!"
"I...I can't do it!"
"Avenge us!"
This guy was also fierce, so he pulled out his long knife and slashed it across his neck.
Blood splattered.
The big-headed dwarf has a flexible body and can dodge much more easily than Yan Shen.
Therefore, he also has more opportunities to observe the battlefield.
"Boss, it's over!"
"We're the only two left!"
"Brothers... are all dead!"
Yan Shen's heart felt as if it had been frozen by thousands of years of ice.
He ran zigzag left and right.
While shouting urgently.
"Ghost, let's go separately."
"You left me right!"
The big-headed dwarf shook his head in disagreement.
"Boss, please don't!"
"I... can also block arrows for you."
Yan Shen cursed angrily in a low voice.
"Block your ass?"
"Do you want us both to die in this damn place?"
"You have to survive."
"Avenge our brothers who died in vain, leave quickly!"
The two separated instantly and ran as fast as rabbits.
At this time, the arrows in the crossbow boxes of Shen Lin and others had been shot out.
I have to say that these assassins are too difficult to kill.
There were four sharpshooters from the Liang family on site.
Among them is also the most powerful Liang Zhi.
But everyone still missed the target many times, and only twelve people were killed.
This would be unforgivable on the battlefield.
Shen Lin shouted: "They have divided their forces."
"Wu Shuang, Wu Xia, Chen Changlin, Xiao Si'er, go chase that dwarf."
"Others follow me and catch this big guy."
"Damn it, he's still a leader!"
The pursuers were immediately divided into two.
It's not that Shen Lin favors one over the other.
Among those present, the Chen Wuxia sisters are still the best in single-round martial arts.
Their Qing Gong has been practiced since childhood.
He happens to be naturally capable of restraining that big-headed dwarf with erratic movements.
Seeing the woods in sight.
Yan Shen felt a sense of happiness that he had escaped.
Abrupt.
A long arrow shot through his right leg like lightning.
Can't run anymore.
This guy threw a big yellow crossbow, leaning against a big pine tree.
"Choke!"
Draw knife in hand.
"Hahaha, Tiejun is really powerful."
"Who is Shen Lin?"
"Come and fight!"
Shen Lin took a step forward and slowly loaded arrows into the crossbow box.
Yan Shen's eyelids twitched when he saw it.
Donkey balls.
No wonder the shooting density is like rain.
The dozen or so pursuers just shot out dozens of archers.
It turns out that this weird crossbow is so exquisite.
"Crack!"
Shen Lin winds up the string, pulls the hanging knife, and does it in one go.
"ah……"
Yan Shen, who was wielding a short-handled simple sword, was nailed to a big pine tree by an arrow.
The iron crossbow on his left shoulder showed three to five inches of its tail.
Trembling and towering.
Blood gurgled out.
"you……"
Yan Shen's eyes widened with anger, and the muscles on his face were deformed in pain.
"You are mean!"
"Still not a man?"
Shen Lin sneered.
He sneered.
"Are you considered a hero?"
"Assassination, assassination is done in every possible way."
"You are not qualified to act like a hero in front of me."
"Tell me where you came from and give you a decent way to die."
Yan Shen felt desperate.
He looked at a group of armored pursuers standing scattered dozens of steps away.
Crossbow arrows were aimed at him with all their might.
Don't say he was injured.
Even if it was intact, it would be difficult for him to escape from such a distance.
fine!
Our eldest brother is quite competent at his job.
I alone attracted ten people to chase me.
On Agui's side, only four people were chasing him.
You underestimate Agui’s ability!
He is the top scout that I have spent more than ten years training.
Shen Lin, as long as the ghost doesn't die.
Your troubles will never end.
"Hahaha... If you don't look decent, why don't you all die?"
Yan Shen lowered his head, bit his collar, and pulled hard.
His expression instantly turned ferocious.
"Want to know? Who sent me here?"
"you guess……"
No, Shen Lin remembered some legends.
Senior agents will have deadly poison embedded in their collars and even between their teeth.
So that when there is no escape, commit suicide!
To avoid being subjected to inhuman torture or forced confessions by the enemy.
"Want to die?"
"dream!"
Shen Lin pulled the trigger of the hanging knife again, and an arrow pierced Yan Shen's chest.
"You are probably from the Imperial City Division of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Yan Shen smiled strangely.
However, Shen Lin's next words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"The Great Zhou Dynasty does not have such a powerful crossbow."
"One of your people shouted in Liao dialect before he died."
"That is definitely the unconscious truth!"
"So, you...are from the Daliao Secret Intelligence Service."
Yan Shen's eyes widened, and his look of fear lingered for a long time.
He is dead.
He never expected it.
When a person dies, his true origin will be revealed unintentionally.