Xia Houyuan and Le Jin protected Huang Zhong as they advanced. Although the morale of the Northern Huns soldiers was already declining, the closer they got to Shanyu Huyanchu, the more crazy the Northern Huns soldiers became.
Even good players like Xia Houyuan and Le Jin could not avoid being restrained. Fortunately, there were a large number of elite soldiers behind them. They pushed against the elite soldiers of the Northern Huns and pushed forward to a distance of sixty steps from Hu Yanchu, while Shan Yu Hu Yanchu
I just refused to take a step back.
Hu Yanchu just glanced at this direction from a distance and then withdrew his gaze. He did not send too many troops there. He just continued to command the elite soldiers of the Northern Huns to counterattack the Han army, as if he had no self-awareness at all.
But such a cold-looking commander would make everyone shudder when they see him in this situation. Hu Yanchu is a very scary person from every angle.
"Is it okay, General Huang?" This time it was not Xia Houyuan who spoke, but Le Jin, because Le Jin visually determined that he had entered the locking distance of the big yellow bow at this time. At this level, a wave of hidden elite eagle shooters would be enough.
It killed three people present.
"That's enough." Huang Zhong took a deep breath, exuding an astonishing power, which was different from the crushing of inner energy, but a sense of mental oppression.
Xia Houyuan stared at Huang Zhong's every move, watching Huang Zhong take out an arrow and slowly put it on the bow string, and then silently pulled it open.
Hu Yanchu also accidentally saw Huang Zhong's movements, but he didn't take it seriously. In the world, no spiritual talent owner had ever died under an arrow.
Then the next moment, Huang Zhong's arrow flew out. It can't be said how fast it was. It was almost the same as the speed of a normal elite archer's arrow. But when the arrow was shot, Xiahou Yuan could clearly feel that Huang Zhong's aura dropped by 90%.
The moment Huang Zhong's arrow flew towards him, Hu Yanchu reflexively extended his mental strength to push Huang Zhong's arrow away. However, at the moment when he pushed the arrow away, countless arrows of will were pushed away by Hu Yanchu.
The physical arrow appeared instantly.
The next moment, Xia Houyuan watched in horror as the arrow exploded into countless light filaments like fireworks. In the next instant, the fine light filaments completely enveloped Hu Yanchu into a spherical cocoon of light.
"I won." The cocoon of light dissipated, and Hu Yanchu fell to the sky. With Xia Houyuan's eyesight, he could clearly see that there were no fatal wounds on Hu Yanchu's body, but Hu Yanchu was already dead, and he could no longer feel life on his body.
The breath of the person.
"How is this possible?" Xia Houyuan looked at Hu Yanchu who had fallen to the sky in horror, and then looked in the direction of Huang Zhong.
"Don't worry about whether it's possible or not, first tell me whether you can serve tea or wine." Huang Zhong looked at Xia Houyuan and asked.
"Pour it, bring me tea and wine when you get back." Xia Houyuan rolled his eyes and said slightly flatteringly, "But can you tell me how you did this?"
"It's very simple. When you condense your willpower into an arrow and shoot it out, you can hit the opponent, let alone the possessor of spiritual talent, even Lu Bu." Huang Zhong looked at Xia Houyuan and didn't have anything to hide.
Private meaning.
This trick is said to be simple, but in fact it is very difficult. If the difficulty of a sure-hit arrow is already very high, then the difficulty of this arrow is even more difficult, because if the will in this arrow is destroyed, for
It will have a huge impact on itself.
This is also the reason why Huang Zhong wants to play those tricks, just to split Hu Yanchu's attention. If it is really head-on, will against will, even Huang Zhong himself cannot guarantee that he will win.
Of course, generally speaking, if you shoot Lu Bu with this move, you are definitely courting death. Shooting Guan Yu is basically courting death.
"Arrow of Will?" Xia Houyuan frowned. To be honest, he had never been exposed to such a thing. From what Huang Zhong said, it seemed to be quite high-end.
"Don't say any more. We'd better cut him apart quickly while the Northern Xiongnu Chanyu was shot." Huang Zhong put away his bow and arrow, his momentum rose slightly, and after taking a few deep breaths, he said, Xia Houyuan and Le
Hearing this, Jin did not refuse and immediately led his troops forward.
"The Chanyu is dead, why don't we come down quickly?" Xu Huang killed a Northern Huns captain with an axe, and accidentally hit Hu Yanchu who fell, and immediately shouted angrily.
With this sound, countless Northern Huns turned their heads and looked back, and saw Hu Yanchu's slowly falling figure. Countless Northern Huns soldiers didn't even know what to do at this moment.
"Avenge Shanyu!" At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the panicked soldiers of the Northern Huns, and then all the soldiers of the Northern Huns, who had been unaware of the sword coming, roared when they heard the words.
"Kill, swordsmen and shield men block it, rain of arrows washes the ground!" Seeing Hu Yanchu die in battle, Zhou Yu didn't care why Huang Zhong could kill him with one arrow, and immediately ordered the drummers to beat the drums to prevent the Northern Huns from making a desperate counterattack and causing damage to the Han army.
Larger casualties.
Following Zhou Yu's order, a large number of swordsmen and shieldmen gathered together from the back row or the front row to form a dense shield wall, completely surrounding the Northern Huns led by Hu Yanchu, and behind them were more than 40,000 Jiangdong archers.
They all drew their bows and shot arrows towards the encirclement.
The soldiers of the Northern Huns who originally roared to avenge Hu Yanchu fell down in pieces like wheat in an instant. They became elite archers, organized crossbows, medium-sized and large crossbows in an instant.
Washed the floor.
At this moment, whether the Northern Huns soldiers used weapons to block or defend with large shields, it was meaningless. Under such a dense rain of arrows, there was no way for people to survive.
Thirty breaths later, the elite archers who had poured out the arrows in the quiver saw that no one was standing in the encirclement. They were all densely packed with upside-down arrows like bushes. They had to admit that in terms of lethality alone,
, the arrows are really scary.
"The terrible rain of arrows." Fazheng murmured to himself, "There are such terrible elite archers in Jiangdong."
"It's the Han Dynasty, idiot." Chen Xi put his hand on Fazheng's shoulder and said, "If it were Gong Jin himself, he would be reluctant to shoot more than 800,000 arrows in one battle."
Zhou Yu just smiled and didn't answer. Eight hundred thousand arrows. To be honest, even if Jiangdong was rich, he couldn't afford so many arrows now, but Chen Xi gave so much just for support.
As for Fazheng's so-called elite archers, Zhou Yu couldn't see any elite ones at all. The rain of arrows washed the ground. To this extent, it would take a ghost of elite archers. As long as they can shoot arrows and the deviation is no more than twenty steps, then they will be fine.
There was no problem. Hundreds of thousands of bows and arrows were thrown down, and any normal elite would be dead.
Just when Fazheng and others were sighing, the bodies of the surrounded Northern Huns soldiers suddenly moved, and some soldiers stood up scattered. Some of these soldiers had confused eyes, and some roared and attacked the Han army.
, but was shot dead before he could reach the Han army. (To be continued.)
