Some people are born not suitable for the battlefield.
For example, I usually like to wear a small leopard print skirt, and when I wear it low, I also pair it with a pair of black socks with letters, like my sister-in-law Afen.
In fact, she understood all kinds of truths, but when Yizhen arrived on the battlefield, she faced those opponents who were as ferocious as wild beasts, waving weapons in their hands and killing them.
This little sister-in-law couldn't help but tighten the muscles in her calves and her whole body felt weak.
His mind went blank, only the deep fear remained, and he was unable to fight at all.
According to Hu Biao's experience, this kind of problem is not completely irreversible, it just requires more effort than other netizens.
Let him experience more brutal battles, preferably die a few more times, just be used to life and death.
The problem is that all veterans know very well that netizens like Ah Fen will never participate in the next mission under normal circumstances.
Instead of painstakingly cultivating it, it ended up being in vain.
Hu Biao used the powerful hardwood spear in his hand, and the sharp spearhead pierced the fine iron armor of the Jurchen in an instant, and penetrated deeply into the opponent's chest.
So far, all the netizens who were summoned for the first time in this mission have died in battle...
Just when the gun tip hit the Jurchen's chest, Hu Biao quickly released his hand holding the gun barrel.
While cursing "Death to you bastard", he pulled the trigger on his fingertip.
Hu Biao knew bitterly in his heart that if he led the people in the Arrow Formation and continued to charge forward past two or three opponents, he would be knocked off his horse by the Jurchens.
For a moment, he didn't even have the strength to grab the spear again and pull it back; he was afraid that the next opponent who rushed up could easily kill him.
The most important thing is to take the child from his hometown and take him with him wherever he goes.
But like an elite warrior on horseback who has been fighting for many years, he can use a hardwood spear as if it were his arm, and there is still no problem at all.
He just hopes that before he dies, even if he kills a Jurchen, he can avenge this scumbag, the old fart.
Sure enough, it was the same, before the next Jurchen bumped into me.
Then he was trampled by the dense hooves of horses until no one could recognize him.
In this mission, Hu Biao assigned Ah Fen to Ah Li's subordinates to serve as assistants, take care of the wounded, and buy meals.
In the end, if the mission is successfully completed, if you want to leave, then leave; she will still be given a generous share of the loot, and her participation in the mission will not be in vain.
Although Hu Biao never mentioned this idea to Afenming from beginning to end, the leopard-print sister-in-law, who had been hanging out in society for many years, understood it very clearly.
Now Hu Puma's fighting ability has finally taken shape.
It's just that Afen's riding skills are a bit poor. She hasn't fallen off the galloping horse yet, which is already her best result.
Even during countless nights, I silently planned in my heart:
In the current situation, if you are a little slower, you may lose.
Later, Hu Biao took advantage of the momentum of the horse's forward charge and pulled out the spear with a gentle tug.
Under normal circumstances, the impact force generated during this process could easily tear Hu Biao's palms apart, or even break his fragile wrists, taking him off his horse.
It's like Grandpa Yue on a war horse, with a white wax pole in his hand, a large gun with excellent elasticity, and the ability to use it so uncannily that no one can match it.
The reason for this is that Hu Biao spent a long time practicing in both marksmanship and riding skills, especially after he had a good time with Yue Fei and Grandpa Yue for advice on the marksmanship of the big gun.
Then, the smaller woman was knocked off her horse by Tieguduo, like a piece of flower falling in the wind.
However, when the old fart died in front of her, all the fear in the leopard-print sister-in-law's head was forgotten, and all that was left was hatred for the opponent in front of her.
It is a pity that many things in the world do not depend on one's willpower; especially on the battlefield, the factors that determine victory or defeat are whether the martial arts and weapons are advanced, and whether one can master the use of this weapon.
As for bows and crossbows, I don’t know how to use a bow at all, but I know how to use a crossbow, but don’t expect accuracy.
Even, what was your luck at the time?
It should be noted that the weapon in Hu Biao's hand at this moment is no longer a special long gun with the front end of the barrel deliberately cut off in half.
I have clearly seen that the spear in the hands of the Song general in front of me is extremely powerful; under normal circumstances, I am absolutely no match for him.
But even if you know it, what can you do?
Once this charge started, it was impossible to stop.
Either they rush through forcefully, or they all die on the way; without a third choice, it doesn't matter who dies in the process.
He took the one-handed crossbow in his hand, strung it and fired a crossbow arrow.
As a result, there was a scene where the horse was kicking and hitting the war horse desperately, pushing against the gap.
Finally, Afen faced a Jurchen cavalryman with a big beard in front of him, waving an iron bone flower in his hand, and rushed to a position about six or seven meters away.
A one-handed crossbow carefully processed in the modern plane with this kind of wolf green, at such a small distance, can definitely shoot through the opponent's iron armor, causing enough damage.
Now I have an indescribable chest tightness and breathlessness, so that my arms are gradually losing strength, and the movements of my hands are getting slower and slower.
As long as Ah Fen can do his best to contribute some of his strength to the above logistical work.
Relying on such beautiful horse-riding marksmanship, he had indeed killed six or seven people in a row when he rushed all the way; but it was not without paying the price, as he also received several blows on his body.
Such a scene makes Hu Biao look majestic, right?
However, only Hu Biao himself knows the hardships involved.
But after another blow to the wound on the chest, he immediately fell down on the horse in a burst of inhuman pain.
In Hu Biao's hand, he still had a spear head made of stainless steel, plus a hard spear made of jujube wood.
As long as she is not allowed to fight with Jurchens and Liao soldiers with swords and guns, she must do her best in other tasks; if she can go back alive and get a share of the spoils, then she can open a foot bath shop and live a good life.
No! When confronting a Jurchen who was approaching, the two of them were only about three or four meters apart.
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Leading the way, acting as the arrow of the arrow formation.
As for this heartless scumbag, Smelly Old Fart, everyone will just be a passerby from now on.
The next second later, Hu Biao knocked the Jurchen off his horse.
With a flip of his wrist, the bloody spear was once again ready to face the next opponent.
Even after a very short time, his palm had already grasped the gun barrel; but he had perfectly avoided the astonishing force generated at the moment of impact.
In short, at such a small distance, one of the crossbow arrows shot by Afen actually missed, and even she herself didn't know where it went.
As for the Jurchen who had just been shot, as the spear from his chest was pulled out, a stream of blood suddenly spurted out far away, and at the same time, the whole person fell towards the ground.
Care for the wounded seriously, prepare meals, and do everything within their power.
In short, take care of the logistics and just stay in the safe area at the back during the battle.
So before approaching, he picked up a throwing ax from his waist and threw it towards Hu Biao.
Because he had to admit that these Jurchens not only had extremely high combat skills, but also had a strong will to fight.
Especially after the left side of the chest was hit by a thrown iron bone flower.
Hu Biao didn't know that at this moment, all the netizens who were summoned for the first time in this mission had already died.
Then, the team will soon have a new commander, and we don’t know who the system will randomly select.
More importantly, someone must make up the arrows of this arrow formation, otherwise it will be completely ruined after being disrupted by the Jurchens.
Instinctively, he just wanted to roar so loudly that the people behind him could quickly catch up.
But after opening his mouth, he vomited blood profusely, and he couldn't shout at all...
