Volume 3 Troubled Autumn Chapter One hundred and fifteen
Some of the thrown arrows fell on the carriage and turned into broken straw, while others fell towards the big black horse. However, once the big black horse accelerated, it was not affected by the slope of the meadow at all and instantly turned into a black smoke.
, leaving those arrows far behind!
The cavalry who were preparing to charge on the meadow looked at this scene and were shocked and speechless. The leader gave a sharp shout. The cavalry woke up, screamed loudly, brandished their sharp scimitars, and sprinted downwards. However,
After rushing out for more than ten feet, they suddenly dispersed, some of them faced the smoke carried by the big black horse, and more cavalry rushed towards the stopped black carriage!
It must be said that the command given by the cavalry leader in a very short period of time was very correct. The carriage was parked under the meadow and could not move. It was a target to be slaughtered. If Ning Que ignored it, the prairie cavalry would be able to kill him in the shortest time.
Kill the people in the carriage. If Ning Que is worried about the life and death of the people in the carriage and stops charging and turns back, he will lose his maximum speed advantage and will fall into a chaotic battle. A chaotic battle in the wasteland. Shooting while swimming is what it is.
The fighting method that the prairie cavalry is best at.
However, to the surprise of the cavalry leader, Ning Que did not turn back to rescue Sangsang in the carriage. He did not even hesitate and continued to rush towards the top of the meadow. The big black horse drew a black streak on the frost-white meadow.
The afterimage was at an extremely terrifying speed.
The cavalry leader suddenly felt a little panicked, and shouted an order to more than ten subordinates who were facing the big black horse head-on, and they must stop the enemy at all costs.
When he thought about it, even if he couldn't kill the man on the black horse, as long as he could hold him for a very short period of time, those subordinates who were rushing into the carriage would be able to complete today's arduous task.
Ning Que looked at the dozen or so prairie cavalry who were getting closer and closer. He felt the cold wind taking away the temperature on his cheeks. His mood became calmer and calmer. He stretched out his right hand to hold the handle of the knife sticking out of his shoulder.
Both sides were sprinting at high speed, and they encountered each other very quickly. A prairie cavalry who rushed at the front brandished a scimitar, his face was ferocious and twisted, and he shouted and slashed at him.
A very clear sound sounded, and the head of the prairie cavalry was separated!
The war horse, carrying its headless body, was still galloping forward at high speed. The blood spurting from the cavalry's neck seemed to dye the sky red!
The headless cavalry passed by the big black horse on its horse and continued to run forward for several feet. The body fell to the ground. At this time, the head that flew into the air also fell down, landing just in the hands of the dead cavalry!
The extremely crisp sound before was actually two sounds combined into one. The first sound was the friction sound of the sword being unsheathed, and the second sound was the friction sound of the sword cutting the hard neck bone of the cavalryman. However,
The two voices finally merged into one and became a single voice. You can imagine how quickly Ning Que drew his sword and beheaded the two actions. There seemed to be no interruption in between!
The big black horse rushed into the charge formation formed by more than a dozen prairie cavalry like black lightning. The simple sword in Ning Que's hand was like countless black lightning, which kept lighting up among the cavalry and then extinguished!
In just a few breaths, the big black horse passed by a dozen prairie cavalry, and a continuous muffled sound could be heard. The cavalrymen either covered their necks with blood spurting, or covered their chests with blood gushing, and got off their horses one after another.
It fell and hit the hard grass ground with a thumping sound.
Ning Que didn't even look at the cavalry and continued to rush towards the top of the meadow.
The speed of the big black horse was too fast. He swung his sword too fast and killed more than ten cavalrymen in a matter of seconds. The meadow was covered with blood, and not even a drop of blood could be seen on him and the big black horse!
The cavalry leader on the meadow suddenly turned pale.
Last night he knew that this enemy was a cultivator. It was not that he had never fought against a cultivator from the Yuelun Kingdom. He had even killed a master of the Dongxuan Realm. He thought he had paid enough attention to it. But he never thought that today's
The enemy is not at all those cultivators who only know how to use flying swords and have no reputation. They are so terrifying!
With a sharp shout, more than a dozen cavalrymen drew their bows and fired arrows. However, the speed of the big black horse was too fast, and most of the arrows missed. Occasionally, the arrows that happened to hit the horse were blocked by Ning Que with a casual swing of his sword.
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In a moment, Ning Que rode a big black horse and rushed onto the meadow. The sound of a simple knife cutting through the wind was heard, and the sound of blood spraying followed intensively. Those archers had no time to make any resistance, and they became the dead souls under the knife.
As soon as the cavalry leader raised the scimitar in his hand, he found that his chest was pierced by a gray-black sword. At this moment, he could even feel the cold on the Tang-style sword.
He fell off his horse and fell to the ground. He looked at the enemy who ignored him at all. His dark eyes showed extreme fear. Soon those fears turned into pleasure. He thought that no matter how powerful you were, the people in the carriage must have already died.
After being killed, can you still bring the dead back to life?
The cavalry leader's right foot was still in the stirrup. The horse was frightened and dragged him forward several feet on the ground, causing blood to surge from his chest. The scene of the cavalrymen besieging the carriage under the meadow entered his eyes, and his heart
His face suddenly became extremely pale, and at the last moment before his death, he let out an unwilling groan.
Ning Que rode up to the meadow on his big black horse and killed all the cavalry leader and more than ten cavalry archers in a very short period of time. Instead of rushing back to the meadow to rescue Sangsang, Ning Que rode his big black horse.
He walked between the corpses of the cavalry, took off two bows and several tubes of feather arrows, and then turned his horse's head.
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Below the meadow, at least more than thirty cavalrymen were besieging the black carriage.
The carriage stayed in place, unable to move, and looked like a lamb to be slaughtered. However, when the cavalry tried to break open the carriage, they were shocked to discover that, let alone breaking open the carriage, the scimitars in their hands
It can't even leave any traces on the carriage!
At this time, the cavalry realized that this carriage was not a lamb at all, but one of the terrifying heavy-armored Xuanqi from the Tang Dynasty. They were covered in thick armor and stood there motionless and allowed themselves to be cut by the enemy. The enemy could not cut through it at all!
As time continued to pass, the cavalry besieging the carriage became more and more anxious and even a little desperate. Several cavalrymen got off their horses and shouted loudly, walked to the carriage and slashed at the wheels.
When they thought about it, even if the carriage was made of fine steel, the wheels were at best wooden wheels covered with iron sheets. They could cut off the wheels with their own strength and the sharpness of a machete.
If the wheel can be cut off, even if the person in the carriage survives, he will definitely be unable to move forward in the wilderness, and will eventually be suppressed and killed by the warriors of the royal court and the masters of the temple.
However, these prairie cavalry were desperate again. After slashing wildly, they discovered that even the wheels of this carriage were made of fine steel from the inside to the outside!
In despair, they couldn't help but feel strong unwillingness and anger. Isn't the carriage made entirely of fine steel heavier than the golden Buddha enshrined in the royal court? How could such a heavy carriage walk on the wasteland? Previously,
As fast as a Mercedes!
It was at this time that some cavalrymen noticed the end of the battle on the meadow. They looked at the black lightning speeding down from the top of the meadow. They couldn't help shouting in horror, and the commotion gradually started.
An older cavalryman shouted sternly, knowing that there was no way he could defeat the powerful enemy. He made a decision in a very short period of time and sent two cavalrymen with the most superb riding skills to break away from the battle group under the meadow.
. He ordered them to notify the main cavalry of the Royal Court at all costs, and he organized the rest of the cavalry to charge towards the enemy.
Watching the two cavalrymen leaving the carriage and galloping into the distance at high speed, Ning Que guessed the other party's intention. He took off the bow he had picked up earlier from the side of the horse, nocked an arrow on the string, and silently took aim.
The bow is a boxwood hardwood bow, the standard equipment for prairie elite cavalry and powerful horse thieves. It is also the professional equipment used by Ning Que when killing horse thieves. Before the advent of the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, he had been using this kind of bow.
Familiar bows and arrows, familiar geographical environment, familiar battlefield, more powerful woodcutter of Subi Lake, this sudden battle has no possibility of having the second outcome.
There were two clanking sounds of the bowstring vibrating, and then there was a very clear snapping sound of the string breaking!
The two messenger cavalry left the meadow in opposite directions and galloped away. Their bodies were shaken and they fell off their horses. Their bodies with arrows stuck in their hearts were dragged for a long distance by the horses before they stopped.
Looking at the boxwood bow with a broken string in his hand, Ning Que frowned slightly.
After practicing Haoran Qi, his body strength and power are much stronger than before. Now this body has been using iron bows and arrows. It has been a long time since he used ordinary weapons, and he is a little uncomfortable.
The frown was only for a moment. He also had a boxwood bow in his hand. He aimed at the cavalry under the meadow and fired an arrow again. The sound of chi chi sounded in the air. Every time the bow string vibrated, a cavalryman fell to death.
Then Pu Dao started again.
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There were corpses all over the ground under the meadow, and the hot blood was poured on the withered grass that was weighed down by the frost. It melted the thin frost, causing the grass branches to vibrate slightly, and then condensed into a thicker and heavier blood frost, which crushed the withered grass again.
Ning Que walked among the corpses of the cavalry, picking up the trophies skillfully according to his past habits. Now that he could not exchange the enemy's heads for military honors or silver, he naturally would not bother to chop off those heads, but just picked up the intact bows and arrows.
Two more pairs of leather boots were taken off the corpses of two cavalrymen.
The black carriage made a soft noise. Sang Sang opened the door from inside and walked out. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked at Ning Que and asked, "What happened? It was so noisy before."
Ning Que walked towards her and said, "Kill some people."
Only then did Sangsang notice that there were corpses all around the carriage, and couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Ning Que raised the two pairs of leather boots in his hands and said, "I got two pairs of shoes. You can try them on later."
Sangsang shook his head and said: "I brought back so many pairs in those years, but there is no pair that I can wear. I think I have to change it myself this time."
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(There was a typo in the last chapter. It should have been silver starlight, not moonlight. It just wrote about Sangsang’s favorite silver world, happily forgetting God. In fact, the most troublesome thing about writing the book Jiang Ye is to avoid these things.
Apart from the Moon Wheel Kingdom, which is interesting, the moon does not appear in other places at all. I remember writing that the moon is white. Now that I think about it, it is a problem that I can’t get around. I am adjusting to the time difference today, so I
I didn’t sleep until I wrote this chapter, and then I still had to take a nap. Anyway, I still have it today, so it must have happened at night, but I really like this chapter. This is not narcissism, I really like it. This is
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