520 Crying Gallery (Five)

"The detection wheel must find out the murderer who killed Lord Saibula."

A bearded Coogit cavalry general temporarily took over Saibula's position. He shouted and gave orders to the cavalry behind him. The Coogit cavalry surrounded by the right wing suddenly made a sharp turn two hundred meters away.

"The shouts of the entire row of Kujit cavalrymen, as the sound of the bowstrings buzzing, and at the same time, they returned with the sound of the rumbling horse hooves.

These archers who rode their horses and held up their compound bows and showed their superb horse skills. They were undoubtedly like magic, and quickly turned to the right side, just to put their bodies on their sides and arrange the arrow clusters in their hands in order.

"Crash and collapse"

Amid the vibration of tearing the air, countless clusters of arrows flashed with cold light burst out from the compound bows in the hands of the entire row of Kujit cavalry. The black spots covering the sky were like meteor showers passing through the dark sky, throwing them down to the dense Wiki runner-up formation in the distance.

The sharp cluster of arrows entered the soil in front of the formation, forming a slightly objective white field in front of the Wiki runner-up formation, and even landed on the shield wall in the front row, with a crisp sound of showers.

For Coogeet's early attack, some of the crossbowmen who had little experience stood up and prepared to fight back. This move was immediately stopped by a veteran from the back row.

"Do you want to die?" A Wikia squadron leader ran over from behind and shouted sternly to the recruits standing in front. "This is just a tentative strike for the other party to find the position of his hand. If you don't want to be the first target to be covered, put the crossbow down for me."

"It's Harvey Zach in Blood"

A recruit turned around in dissatisfaction. When he saw the clothes on the squadron leader, he immediately chose to shut up.

The squadron leader's shout undoubtedly had a great influence among the new recruits. When the new recruits saw it was him, they put down the crossbows in their hands, squatted down carefully again, and their eyes were filled with admiration when they looked in the direction where they were.

Because he is the blood-clothed Harvezak, the sniper crossbowman among the Wikiya crossbows, a legendary figure with a record of killing a hundred people,

Compared with the crossbowman wearing ordinary leather armor next to him, the sniper crossbowman's leather coat, which represents the highest crossbowman's identity, looks particularly eye-catching here.

The red velvet scarf and the smooth and shiny three-layer twisted hem drooped straight to his waist, wrapping his whole body together,

When he lay down, he was almost like a ghost shrouded in the darkness.

Only a pair of sharp eyes shining,

On the corner of his cotton clothes with square iron sheets, as the wind blows, dense red spots can be seen vaguely on the inside of his raised clothes.

Anyone who sees these will feel some chill from the bottom of their hearts.

This is a bloody clothing infected with the blood of the enemy.

These red spots are the marks of blood and military achievements.

It is said that the enemies who died at the hands of Hazavik had at least more than one hundred people, including two general-level figures.

A very famous subconscious action of his life was that he was accustomed to pulling out arrows from the enemy's corpse and wiped them clean with the corner of his clothes until he could see his face.

This bad habit causes his clothes to always smell a little bloody.

In the eyes of ordinary people, such a habit is quite perverted.

But in the face of bloody battlefield at any time, such hobbies undoubtedly made many new recruits feel convinced from their hearts. Crossbowman is a profession and can become the highest-level sniper crossbowman. There are less than 50 of the nearly 100,000 Wikia army.

They believe that this experienced, brave and fearless warrior will take them through every battle safely and guide them to become a great hand like him.

Harvezak stood at the front of the crossbowman's queue almost without any cover, like a military flag that never falls.

The legendary foot-stepped infantry crossbow that harvested hundreds of lives was lying quietly at his feet, his eyes flashing with a scorching fire, and the expression of the Kujit cavalry in the distance was like looking at round gold coins.

"Second Crossbowman's Sixth Squadron, 200 meters of strike" The loud shouts of Fei Tuofu from the distant commander came at the same time as the cold rain.

"Come on, man, let's drink blood again"

Hazavik lifted the infantry crossbow in his hand, and lightly chanted it in a voice that only he could hear.

This is his most dependable partner. As long as it is there, Hazavik believes that he can deal with anyone

Ping picked up the infantry foot-stepped crossbow in his hand, his keen eyes were like a sharp sword, and passed through the vast white rain curtain in front of him, quickly locking a target that was moving at high speed.

It was a bearded Coojit man, wearing exquisite armor and precious scimitar inlaid with gems in his hands, had betrayed his identity,

A hint of undetectable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Hazavik knew that he had grabbed another big man. The familiar feel suddenly spread from his fingers and palms, making the heat in his heart turn into a bloodthirsty desire.

The experience of multiple sniping has made Hazavik clearly know under what circumstances his sharp arrows are the greatest profit. The bounty of these killed generals is ten times higher than that of ordinary soldiers.

hit"

The shouts of the messenger Fei Tuo came again, and Hazavik pulled down the cold iron crossbow machine without hesitation.

The powerful sound of the bow strings made the whole air tremble for a while.

Hazavik saw the bearded Kujit's body suddenly paused, and his body rode on the horse was like hitting an invisible wall. A bunch of blood came out of his throat, and even cut half of his head open.

"Lord Rui Keduo"

The Coogit cavalry looked at the commander who had a sudden change, and his face was already shocked and bloodless. At the moment they shouted, countless violent whistlings filled their eardrums.

In the distance, a black light covering the sky was coming quickly towards them. The whole row of cold light was like a swarm of locusts rising from the horizon that blocked the sky's face as it should have.

"Attention to arrows" the Kujit cavalry in the front row shouted shrillly,

The sound of tearing cloth in the air is so familiar. It is the sound of sharp arrows tearing the sky. In the past, this sound only appeared on the opponent's head, but now it appears on one's own head. The terrible feeling makes people feel the whole scalp explode from the inside out.

Unfortunately, his shouting was too late, and countless clusters of arrows roared from the white rain curtain in the distance,

The sound of the arrow piercing into the body brought a large number of people and horses to sing. The sharp Mitsubishi arrow pierced deeply into the leather armor of thousands of Kujit Rangers from all angles, bringing a bright red and dazzling red in their bodies.

"Turn, ambush"

The Cooji cavalry behind me reacted from the tragic situation in front of me. Unfortunately, the point of the more ferocious elite crossbowmen made these guys who wanted to escape the best targets.

A Kuigit cavalry who was turning in a hurry was penetrated by arrows from the back of his helmet, and his entire head was blown away by powerful force.

The horse under his crotch still didn't know that his master was dead, and still dragged his body backwards and ran away with his four hooves.

Countless clusters of arrows kept drawing white lines, entering from behind the Kujits, turning in just a few dozen meters, and becoming a massacre in full view of everyone.
Chapter completed!