Compared with the low profile of Tuanzi and others, Ye Cheng had no need to hide at all. No one would notice in such a chaotic battlefield that arrows were shot from fifty feet away.
Ye Cheng climbed to a big tree with lush branches and leaves that stretched out a lot. Two-thirds of the full pot of arrows had been used at this moment. He kept unfurling the bow and arrows, and then shot out, even though it was fifty feet tall.
distance, but under the stimulation of the spiral energy, the strength of the arrow is not at all different from that of a hand crossbow within twenty feet.
Darkness is the best cover. Amidst the chaotic shouts of death, no one noticed that their companions suddenly fell down. The noisy battlefield made the arrows pierce the air unscrupulously.
The casualties caused by a hundred arrows were not just a hundred people. In this crowded situation, it was even more common to kill three people with one arrow. More than two hundred people fell silently to Ye Cheng's sneak attack.
Under the arrow.
And the surrounding areas of the Young Marshal's Army were filled with corpses. The mechanical killing method was simply not something that the players could bear. The Scarlet Society had already lost a quarter of their manpower unknowingly, and the Jackal's side
It's a little better, but it's still densely packed with corpses.
Among the crowd, Xiaoxiang Yeyu is holding a long sword, flying freely and freely among the crowd. The sword light seems to have become a man-eating beast. A little sword light is like a bloody flower blooming. The players who die under his sword will definitely
Over a hundred.
Half an hour later, there was a sudden commotion in the formation of the Young Marshal's Army. However, one man flew through the air with his sword, broke through a blockade, and entered the formation of the Young Marshal's Army, which immediately caused a burst of cheers.
There was a sneer on Ye Cheng's face, and he said softly: "It seems that their master is here. I don't know how high he is. Try to catch two arrows from me first!"
In one thought, three arrows were strung up. Driven by the spiral energy, they flew silently over a distance of fifty feet. In the excited eyes of the jackal and the Scarlet Club players, the three arrows sank straight into the air.
In the back of a person.
"It turns out to be useless. It has no sense at all. It's really disappointing!"
Ye Cheng, who temporarily relieved the siege of the Young Marshal's army, was immediately discovered this time. After all, in full view of everyone, the masters in the group were killed by hidden arrows without any warning, and their traces were immediately captured.
"Holy shit, someone is shooting cold arrows on the right side. Liuzi, bring someone to find that guy out for me, and chop off his hands and feet first!"
A man in the crowd roared angrily and pointed in the direction of Ye Cheng. It was obvious that the person who was killed just now was a very powerful master in his gang. He was shot to death by a cold arrow. How could he control his rage?
mood.
At this time, a person in the crowd raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers from the supervising team, follow me and cut the body of the one who shot the cold arrow into pieces???"
Before he finished speaking, the man named Liuzi no longer had to speak. An arrow flew out of his mouth and shot into the head of the person behind him before stopping. This was equivalent to provocation.
How can a hidden arrow still make people feel calm?
The team of nearly a hundred people immediately broke away from the battle circle and climbed towards the top of the mountain. The anger in their eyes was burning even more fiercely. They did not notice at all that their whereabouts were not covered at all, and the god of death was smiling at them.
Although there were more than a hundred Scarlet Players who were no different from living targets, they were easily killed by Ye Cheng before they reached the mountainside.
As time slowly passed, the Scarlet Society's attacks became more and more unorganized. They just relied on their advantage of large numbers and desperately attacked the gun forest of the Young Marshal's army. They did not notice at all that the commanders on their side had already killed every one of them.
I can still speak.
Five hundred arrows were shot out, and even Ye Cheng felt his arms were weak and sore. Looking at the Scarlet Society's camp, half of the players evaporated. He shook his head secretly. Sure enough, this gang can only do this kind of cannon fodder.
Few people fight with their brains in mind and completely fail to understand the meaning of war.
She put away her bow and arrows, using her kung fu to relieve the pain in her shoulders, and flew down the big tree. The Scarlet Club's people might be able to kill them with hidden arrows, but it's not easy to deal with these jackals, and they have already caused damage to the young commander's army.
casualties.
Ye Cheng spotted the opponent's command position. Just now, several people organized an attack and were intercepted. Then, under the attack of the opponent's sword and shield hand, he was instantly punched into a hole by the spearman on the side. The cooperation was quite good.
, and even made him wonder whether these people were being trained by professionals.
Just when Ye Cheng was about to enter the battle circle, the sound of horse hooves came from the valley mouth behind Jackal. This clear sound echoed in the valley. The players who were fighting vigorously suddenly became a little panicked. Obviously, this group of people
Not a member of them.
With the arrival of that group of people, Ye Cheng seemed to see a trace of the Young Marshal's Army. These people stood upright with their spears and had sharp eyes. If it weren't for the various armors, they would really have been thought to be members of the Young Marshal's Army.
The emptiness in the rear formation made this group of people immediately seize the opportunity and rush into the crowd like sharp cones. There were complete eggs under the iron hooves, and the jackals who had lost hundreds of people were even more fatal.
blow.
At this time, in the young marshal's army, Xiaoxiang Yeyu, who had been supervising the battle, was shocked, with a hint of pride on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Fire the crossbow!"
With a single word, thousands of people were doomed. In the eyes of everyone with doubts, several huge objects that had been covered with a layer of thick oilcloth were released, and three continuous ballistae vehicles were displayed in front of everyone's eyes.
Arrows as long as a spear were fixed on the shooting rack. Under the joint control of the three young marshals, this killing machine suddenly turned on and shot into the crowd at a very fast speed with terrifying force.
After piercing one person, it shot through the second person, the third person, the fourth person, and the fifth person without slowing down. The buzzing sound of Li Xian echoed in the valley.
Ye Cheng felt horrified, and finally understood the terror of these system forces. Under this ultimate war machine, players are simply ants. No matter how strong their flesh and blood are, they cannot withstand the sharpness of weapons.
For a moment, blood was flying all over the sky, and players were harvested like straw. Human life was worthless at this moment.
In an instant, the three ballistas of the Young Marshal's Army shot out nearly a hundred long arrows, creating a living vacuum zone in the crowd. Of course, this space was poured with the blood of the players.
The Bloody Society and the Cailang Organization, which had been unable to attack for a long time, faced attacks from both front and rear and suffered heavy casualties. They finally understood that this operation had failed. It should be said that it was a disastrous defeat.
In the whole night of killing, less than a hundred of the Young Marshal's troops actually died, but basically all of them were injured. However, the teams led by Xiaoxiang Yeyu suffered some casualties. One team was completely wiped out. After all, they were just more powerful in personal martial arts.
But in a war involving thousands of people, the disaster of killing is still unavoidable.
The players of the Scarlet Society were running away frantically towards the valley at this moment. However, they did not realize that all the backbones of their gang had disappeared. They thought they were running faster than themselves. After this battle, the Scarlet Society was completely destroyed and suffered losses.
With more than half of the troops, there was no achievement at all. It can only be said to be a serious strategic mistake.
In comparison, the Jackals were slightly better. The so-called better ones were just that the main members of the gang were still there, and even the top brass were not taken to task. After leaving nearly two thousand corpses, they hurriedly changed their formation and headed towards
Retreat outside the valley.
No matter it was the Young Marshal's army or the players' forces, neither party pursued them. After everyone evacuated the valley, they all collapsed on the ground, extremely depressed. It was not until this moment that they had a real moment of respite.
"No matter how strong the army or players are, they cannot escape the exhaustion of physical energy after fighting with extreme intensity!"
Ye Cheng shook his arm, which was still a little sore, and knew the truth of this.
After nearly an hour's rest, everyone got up one after another and began to count the number of people and clean the battlefield, while the Young Marshal's men re-arranged the carriages. Although their faces were still a little tired, their spirits were much better.
, the eyes of each soldier once again showed that fearless and cold luster.
Ye Cheng slowly walked out of the forest. Xiaoxiang Yeyu counted the number of people and nodded slightly towards him. Among thousands of people fighting, who would pay attention to the cold arrows in the corner.
Soon, the team was completely counted, and the crowd began to move slowly again. Naturally, no one was cleaning up the corpses in the valley, and the smell of blood from the mountain filled the nostrils.
This time the road was much cleaner. Although there were still small forces coming to harass them, under Xiaoxiang Yeyu's two hundred elites, almost all of them were slaughtered without being able to fight back.
Ye Cheng also admired Xiaoxiang Yeyu's hidden strength in his heart. This person seemed to be calm and calm, and he was chatting and laughing with others, but secretly he had arranged everything well, and there was nothing missing. At least he could
It shows that this person is very scheming and the city is also very deep.
For some reason, Ye Cheng doesn't have much affection for him, at least that's how he feels in his heart.
The convoy that sped up quickly arrived at Guzhen, near the southern end of Xuzhou. There was no fortified city as imagined, just a seemingly inconspicuous earthen fortress. On the surrounding high walls stood a soldier of the Young Marshal's Army, looking at him.
He stared coldly ahead, not letting go of any clues.
After entering the earthen fort, the system did not prompt that the mission was completed, but Ye Cheng and others were stunned. However, after seeing thousands of young marshals and sergeants wearing hard-wearing armor, a strange thought suddenly came to their minds, that is this.
An operation is by no means as simple as escorting.
Soon, they were led by young marshals and sergeants one by one and entered a separate room to rest. Ye Cheng, who was idle and bored, of course closed his eyes and meditated to practice Qigong.
Practicing martial arts has become an indispensable part of his life, and he will not let up even if he has a little free time.
No matter how long the time passed, Ye Cheng slowly opened his eyes from meditating until there was a rapid knock on the door. A real light flashed across the dark house. If anyone saw it at this moment,
, must be extremely horrified, that look, calm and calm, but surging with divine light, is a cold and murderous aura.
