Before Harudun launched, he felt keenly that his opponent seemed to relax a little. He didn't know whether it was a habitual action or a mosquito bite.
When masters compete, victory or defeat can only happen in a split second. Don't be careless. Otherwise, you will pay a heavy price.
So he fired the arrow without hesitation.
It is one of An Sanxi's habits to relax before shooting an arrow.
The boys in the cavalry school team all know that if Boss An seems to relax instead of releasing the arrow, there is only one possibility.
An Sanxi wants to fire three arrows in a row.
Just as Haludun's eagle-feathered arrow left its bow, Ansanxi moved.
His arrow was sent out later. When the opponent's arrow flew two-thirds of the distance, An Sanxi narrowed his eyes and quickly estimated the opponent's speed, distance, and direction.
At this distance the arrow reaches its most stable state.
An Sanxi's arrow snapped, and the sound was like an explosion. It was not the buzzing sound of an ordinary bow string, or the whooshing sound of a Huli bow shot out at high speed. Instead, it had an explosion sound as if the arrow was piercing the air.
An Sanxi's arrows are faster and their trajectory is more stable, with the last shot arriving first.
Harudun was shocked when he heard the sound. God, what kind of strong bow is this? It actually made such a terrifying sound when the arrow left the string.
Bang! There was a loud noise, and An Sanxi's arrow collided head-on with Haludun's arrow. The distance between the two sides was thirty meters, which was officially the best shooting distance for mounted bows.
The high-performance arrows of modern industrial products are extremely sharp, hard and tough.
Ansanxi's arrow directly split Haludun's arrowhead, and the arrow shaft was also split in half. The two arrows were written to fly to the left.
Just when everyone was shocked that they were lucky enough to see an arrow shoot down for the first time, An Sanxi fired in succession like lightning.
The second arrow shot out like lightning.
Harudun was dumbfounded. For the first time, he realized that he had underestimated the hero on the grassland.
He himself did not know how to shoot arrows in succession, he had only heard of it in legends.
But at this moment, he could no longer tolerate shock. At this moment, the arrow was already in front of him in an instant. The arrow shot from this bow was too fast.
He had no time to react, and his body reacted naturally, using all his strength, he swung out the riding crop with his right hand and hit the arrow with a snap.
The power of the riding whip is huge, and it can deflect the arrow in an instant.
But he didn't have time to relax.
There was a popping sound and the third arrow was fired.
Harudun screamed in his heart, and Zhineng raised the stiff bow in his hand and stepped forward to greet him.
The arrow shot out, and with a snap, the bow broke into two pieces. With a second snap, the bowstring broke into two pieces. However, the arrow continued to gain momentum and was still shot towards his face.
Halludun opened his mouth in desperation and bit down on the arrow that had reached his eyes. Because of the two obstructions, the speed of the arrow had been severely reduced, creating conditions for him to use the Arrow Devouring Technique.
With a bang, Harudun's teeth successfully bit the arrowhead. He was so excited that his eyes almost filled with tears. He actually dodged three arrows in a row. This achievement was enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life.
However, the display is very skinny.
He did not expect that the kinetic energy of this arrow was so great that his teeth were instantly shattered and his gums were torn to pieces by the powerful kinetic energy.
Fenggang's arrow passed through his head, and a stream of blood arrows spurted out.
Harudun stared blankly at Na Yan, the new leader of the legendary small tribe with an angry face across from him. He couldn't believe that he, the hero who had dominated this grassland for ten years, would die here.
His body, with an arrow piercing his brain, fell to the ground with a loud bang.
The remaining seventeen people were stunned into silence.
"Fire!" An Sanxi's voice was cold and ruthless.
Thirty cavalrymen pulled the triggers instantly, and thirty lances opened fire instantly. A burst of fire and smoke filled the air. All seventeen cavalrymen on the opposite side fell off their horses. Some were motionless, and some were still twitching.
"Selenge, come out"
Selenge was completely impressed by his appearance at this time. For the rest of his life, his admiration for that appearance was like a torrential river flowing eastward, which could no longer be contained.
He howled and climbed out of the ditch, hugged the legs of Na Yan's horse, and praised loudly: "Na Yan, you are the first hero of this grassland. I, Selenge, am willing to lead your horse and follow you in this life.
Fight to the end of the sky."
An Sanxi said unhappily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Master Yang Fan is a hero, and there will always be only one hero. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will whip you."
An Sanxi glanced at him and said disgustedly: "Find a horse and get back behind. The war is about to begin."
Selenge immediately got up quickly with hands and feet, ran to the opposite side, took an ownerless horse, got on the horse and rode back.
I am still muttering in my heart, why is Na Yan unhappy? Also, who is Master Yang Fan? How come I have never heard of him.
"What are you doing standing around here? Cut off their heads, take the horses, and let's go back." An Sanxi glared at these little brats and said.
Wang Hao came over and said with a flattering face: "Boss, look at what to do with your horse, or bury it."
An Sanxi nodded expressionlessly and said: "There is no need to dig an extra hole, just carry it to the hole where Selenge was hiding just now and bury it. There is no need to waste your energy when the enemy is facing us."
After saying that, An Sanxi rode away on horseback.
The boys cheered. Although they had known that the leader was very powerful, they didn't expect him to be so powerful. They also practiced archery, but they couldn't compare with the Mongolians. Not to mention the Mongolian master and leader they saw today.
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They first took away the enemy's horses. These were fine war horses, and they couldn't take them without fifty taels of silver in the interior.
They curiously played with the Mongolian things, including the fine hard bows and carved feather arrows.
These are all good things, unlike the Ming Dynasty, where official corruption was serious, and the feathers of arrows were replaced by goose feathers, which were not even the slightest bit different from the feathers of the big eagle.
It started to flutter after flying thirty meters.
If there is a strong wind, it will be basically useless.
Many of the weapons made by the Ming Dynasty were designed to fool people.
They were playing with Mongolian scimitars, cowhide quivers, fire sickles, hand knives, throwing knives, small caltrops for throwing, small axes and other odds and ends.
They all listened to their master and wanted to look for some souvenirs on the battlefield. In the future, when they get old and retire, these will be used to brag with their grandchildren.
Wang Hao chose two knives that he liked very much. The knives were very sharp and the scabbards were beautifully decorated. They inserted them into his pockets.
At this time, he heard the sound of the hoofs of a large number of war horses shaking the earth.
He quickly got on his horse and ran to a higher ground, took out his binoculars, and started observing in that direction.
A total of 2,500 to 600 cavalrymen were swarming in the distance.
Looking at the flag, it should be that of the Baiyin tribe.
The enemy has finally arrived.
This chapter has been completed!