Chapter 357 Come on, fight!
Qi Wu blocked the entrance by holding on to the door panel that might break at any time.
Others could not resist and retreated deeper into the village.
The Beirong soldiers were divided into two groups, and one group still surrounded this place.
Go on the other side to chase down the fleeing villagers.
Hu Er spread his legs, took three or four steps at a time, covered his head and ran up the tower.
Everyone was waiting for him to arrive, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment.
"Quick, tell me I've arrived." He tried to calm his breathing and asked the boys on the tower to help him pass the message.
"Uncle Hu is coming up!"
He held the bamboo crossbow in front of him and put the strong bow aside for the moment.
There were two boys from the Wang family, Big Dragon and Big Tiger, one on his left and one on his right. There were bundles of bamboo and wooden arrows piled around them, and each held a bamboo crossbow in their hands.
Always ready to be Hu Er's little soldier with arrows.
Yan Yu has almost retreated to the arrow tower in the center of the village.
There were more and more injured uncles in the village, and all the violent attacks from Beirong fell on Fourth Uncle Qi alone.
Yan Yu became calmer and calmer.
Hiding behind Fourth Uncle Qi, he moved left and right, with the wooden stick like a snake's head, waiting for the opportunity to move. When he found the right opportunity, he would greet someone in front of him and stab him in the face!
Beirong... I haven’t shot an arrow for a long time!
She heard the shouts coming from the West Arrow Tower.
His back finally rested against the solid wall of the central arrow tower.
Yan Yu's eyes were as cold as stars, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.
Come on, fight!
"Everyone is ready!"
This is the boy scout's command before attacking.
Every child in the village can understand it, tense up their bodies instantly, check their weapons reflexively, and look ready to go!
"shoot!"
Following Yan Yu's order.
Arrows are raining down!
The Beirong people jumped on their backs.
They had never thought that there was an arrow in the village, but they suffered a big loss.
Under such a dense offensive, the men and horses were unable to resist and became a mess.
Hu Da and Hu Er are the souls of the two arrow towers. Each person is equipped with three crossbows. After shooting an arrow, they directly hand it to the child next to them. It doesn't matter whether they take the left or right one. The child who is taken away from the bamboo crossbow will
Quickly load the replaced bamboo crossbow.
This is what Yan Yu said - unlimited supply!
The arrow towers are all square and square, and large enough that people can stand on all four sides.
If there were adults standing up there, there would definitely not be as many as the children.
The Boy Scouts' unremitting training received the greatest praise at this moment.
No matter boys or girls, big or small, their sweat has not been let down, and their weak bodies will no longer become a burden to adults when danger comes.
They can not only protect themselves, but also their families and the village.
As people grow older, they have more thoughts, but children are more focused, single-minded, and focused on doing one thing well.
They are children who have walked on the road to escape and have seen life and death!
When the children are no longer afraid, when they have developed courage and strengthened their bodies, in their eyes, Beirong is just a moving target on horseback...
They have only one firm belief in their hearts:
Shoot them!
"Xiaoer, the iron stick you want!"
Two wooden sticks wrapped in iron sheets were handed out from the arrow tower.
It was wrapped in the only remaining iron bag she brought back. Ordinary wooden sticks were too easy to break.
Yan Yu took one for himself and handed one to Fourth Uncle Qi.
The door panel has been completely scrapped.
They were under the arrow tower, facing Beirong directly, with no obstruction in between.
Finally, Beirong realized that the area close to the arrow tower was safe, swung his sword to cut off the bamboo arrows above his head, and rushed over desperately.
Yan Yu slashed it with a stick and collided with the knife in Beirong's hand.
when!
Yan Yu's hand was numb from the shock, and Beirong was even worse. The tiger's jaws were broken open, and his hands were covered with blood.
He looked at the little guy in front of him in shock, his eyes almost popping out of his head.
"Boy, you can't live!" He yelled in unauthentic Guannei dialect, and raised the blade from bottom to top. If Yan Yu couldn't defend himself in time, he would be split open diagonally.
Qi Si took a step forward and stood in front of Yan Yu. He held the knife firmly with the stick in his hand and shook it open with a strong force.
Yan Yu stepped out from behind with an expressionless face and hit him on the head with a stick.
She spared no effort in this stick.
The iron-coated wooden stick is harder and stronger, and can be hit firmly.
Brain burst!
With new weapons, Qi Si was like a fierce tiger coming out of the cage.
All Beirong who dared to approach the arrow tower were killed by him and Yan Yu's stick.
And once a Beirong wants to draw a bow and shoot an arrow, they will be targeted by the young archers on the arrow tower.
But there are too many people in Beirong. Looking down from above, it is inevitable that some fish will slip through the net.
A Beirong found an opportunity to shoot an arrow and fired an arrow at Qi Si, who was the most threatening.
When Yan Yu discovered it, it was already too late. The words of caution in her mouth could only be heard half a tone, and the stick in her hand could not change the direction and block the arrow.
Qi Si turned around suddenly and narrowly avoided the arrow.
Seemingly irritated, he threw the stick in his hand vigorously.
Yan Yu seemed to be able to hear the sound of the stick breaking through the air.
puff!
That Beirong was stabbed through by this stick.
He looked down in disbelief. Before anyone could fall down, Qi Si had already rushed over angrily, grabbed one end of the stick, lashed out, and kicked him with his foot.
The person was kicked far away, fell to the ground, and never moved again...
At this moment, a sentence kept popping up in Yan Yu’s mind:
This is the instinct of the beast!!!
Qi Si seemed to have forgotten that he still needed to shoot arrows on the arrow tower, so he rushed out in a few steps, dancing vigorously with a stick. He had no moves or methods, so he just slapped him back, forth, left and right.
Beat Beirong till he cries for father and mother.
Yan Yu didn't lie at all. She was closest to Fourth Uncle Qi and saw bursts of smoke coming from his body...
This is the heat generated by the body's high-intensity exertion. To put it in a more fantasy way, this is fighting spirit!
The Beirong would not stand there stupidly waiting to shoot arrows, they would run their horses to both sides.
Yan Yu shouted stop in time.
Except for Hu Da and Hu Er, everyone on the two arrow towers stopped.
Hu Da and Hu Er are in Beirong within the range of burst fire.
The men who had been waiting inside and outside the arrow tower for a long time rushed out like wolves and tigers. Their target was Beirong, who had not had time to escape.
Yan Yu squatted down.
Look at Uncle Qi coming from the West Arrow Tower, waving the new door panel, killing one step at a time...
Let’s look at the murderous Fourth Uncle Qi again, the stick sweeps away like a dragon, and the big stick teaches Beirong to be a new man...
I couldn’t help but sigh: Uncle Qi is the true god of war!
"Maomao, how many people are left?"
She wasn't very worried, because the Beirong gang ran northward without hesitation.
Probably trying to escape from the mountains.
Too bad they made the wrong choice...
After Maomao counted, Yan Yu stood up and shouted loudly: "Return to the Arrow Tower."
Everyone immediately ran back without looking back.
Beirong was stunned for a moment.
The next moment, they felt the last coldness of the world.
"shoot!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Until there is no more Beirong left standing on the ground.
"Last hit."
Yan Yu gave the order coldly, and hit Beirong with a stick on the body of Beirong who was not sure whether he was dead or not...
Faintly hearing movement from the north, Yan Yu turned his head and looked over, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
I’ll correct the typo first and then~
Read the next chapter tomorrow morning, you will understand~(#^.^#)~
It’s so difficult to write a reasonably exciting battle scene, my head hurts and feels like it’s bursting~~~
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