Those peerless masters in martial arts novels all have keen perceptions. They will suddenly sense the danger before it arrives and then make the most correct actions to avoid the fatal blow. Liu Ling is considered a master, although he is not like Mr. Nie.
He is a unique figure in the world, but his own cultivation is unmatched by anyone in the Han army. But there is no doubt that Liu Ling is not a character in martial arts novels. Before he saw Li Yao Na Yan aiming at him
There was no sudden suddenness in his heart, nor did he feel any murderous intent.
But Liu Ling still avoided the arrow. The reason was simple. He saw Li Yao's face pulling the bow.
A soldier beside Liu Ling happened to be facing the direction of Li Yao Nayan. He keenly caught Li Yao Nayan's movements in the gap in the crowd. So he warned him immediately, so Liu Ling turned around.
At that moment, he saw Li Yao Na Yan, who had stretched out the huge horn bow like a full moon. Then, he saw the arrow coming out of the string. The arrow came through the air, and its speed was so fast that it gave people an illusion.
Everyone else on the battlefield seemed to be still.
This arrow is so stunning, it seems to come from outside.
This was the first time that Liu Ling saw someone shoot an arrow more accurately and domineeringly than Hua Ling. This was also the first time in Liu Ling's more than 20 years of life that he felt that death was so close.
The soldiers guarding him only had time to lift up the cavalry shield. The huge armor-piercing awl, which was thicker than an ordinary wolf-fang arrow and was more than a cup in size, had already arrived in front of him. With a bang, the huge armor-piercing awl was fierce.
It hit the soldier's cavalry shield hard, and before the sound of the shield shattering could be heard, the armor-piercing cone had already penetrated the soldier's body and then shot towards Liu Ling with almost no slowdown!
It's so fast that the human eye can't catch up with the trajectory of the armor-breaking cone!
Liu Ling didn't have time to dodge, so he didn't dodge.
There was a knife in Liu Ling's hand, a blue long knife that looked like it should not exist in this world. The blue long knife slashed upwards diagonally, hitting the huge armor-breaking cone just right.
Above. Because the distance of the sword was too short, the power of Liu Ling's long sword was not fully exerted. And the speed of the armor-breaking cone was slightly blocked by the shield and body of Liu Ling's soldiers. But even so.
, when this knife and this arrow collided, it seemed that even the space was cut open.
Some people even had the illusion that when Liu Ling's sword struck an arrow outside the sky, a circle of concussive air ripples spread out in front of Liu Ling.
This was an illusion, but Liu Ling would have no illusions. The huge shock on his arm made him clearly feel the powerful force of Li Yao Nayan's arrow. This arrow was actually made of fine steel!
How much force is required to shoot such a heavy armor-breaking cone? To shoot it so accurately?
And what kind of sword, what kind of sword shot, can knock down this heaven-defying arrow just right?
With a bang, the blue long knife struck the armor-piercing cone, and a string of dazzling sparks bloomed in the air. The arrow was split by the knife, and the knife was also lifted up by the arrow.
The armor-piercing cone deviated from its direction and flew into the distance, piercing deeply into the ground with a thud.
After splitting the arrow, Liu Ling looked at the soldier slowly falling in front of him. His eyes gradually became cold and cold. He placed the knife on the saddle specially made for the black panther and pulled it from one side of the black panther's body.
Liu Ling took off his bow. His bow looked far less huge than Li Yao Nayan's ox-horn bow, and his arrows were also far less thick than Li Yao Nayan's arrows. But Liu Ling's hand holding the bow was not as big as Li Yao Nayan's.
Yao Nayan's hands are equally stable. Although there doesn't seem to be much difference, if someone has the opportunity to observe the two people closely, they will find that they are still different.
After Li Yao Nayan shot that heaven-defying arrow, his hand was trembling extremely slightly. And his entire mental state became a little weaker as the arrow left the string. This is
It was the pinnacle arrow in his life, so after shooting this arrow, his body couldn't help but feel tired. In a short period of time, he would never be able to shoot such an arrow again. And Liu Ling slashed the arrow in a hurry.
After the shocking arrow flew away, his arm holding the bow was still as steady as a rock. His hand was held tightly, and the blue blood veins on the back of his hand became clearer.
While holding the bow in his left hand, Liu Ling pulled out an ordinary armor-piercing awl from the arrow pot. He set up the bow and shot!
Arrow out!
This arrow didn't look as powerful as Li Yao's Na Yan's arrow, but it seemed to be a minute faster than Li Yao Na Yan's arrow. The guarded Khitan warrior raised his shield to stop Li Yao.
Na Yan stood in front of him and blocked Liu Ling's arrow. Hearing the muffled sound coming from the shield, the Khitan warrior holding the shield felt relieved, knowing that this arrow would not threaten the general's safety. But then
, a strange force came from the shield. The experienced Khitan warrior immediately understood that this strange force came from the high-speed rotation of the arrow! Although he thought of the key at the first time, the arm holding the shield still
It was driven away by the strange force.
As the shield deviated, a tiny gap appeared, and behind the gap was Li Yao Nayan's body. The Khitan warrior used all his strength to pull the shield back, and the gap was about to disappear soon. In the midst of the lightning and flint.
Suddenly, Liu Ling's second armor-piercing awl rotated like a drill and drilled through the gap!
Li Yao Nayan had learned about Liu Ling, the king of Han Dynasty, in detail, including what kind of weapons Liu Ling was good at, the strategies of using soldiers, and even which hand Liu Ling used to hold the sword. He tried his best to understand it. He knew that Liu Ling was not only good at using swords
, is also a rare master of archery. But he is as conceited about archery as he is. I never expected that Liu Ling's attainments in archery would be so terrifying.
He knew that if he could not shoot such a high-speed rotating arrow, it would not only be because of the incomparable strength, but also because of the perfect skill.
But Li Yao Nayan had just seen Liu Ling's arrows, so the moment Liu Ling's first arrow hit the shield, he had already started to dodge. He saw Liu Ling's shot just now and knew that Liu Ling's arrow was
How fast. When the second arrow came out of the gap, his body had already leaned back.
Unfortunately, he only slowed down a little bit. The rotating armor-piercing awl stabbed hard into his left shoulder, and then pierced out from his back. The arrow was stuck in his body, and the distance
His heart was only an inch away. If he hadn't dodged in time, the arrow would have passed through his chest and cut off his heart.
The arrow hit his shoulder, and Li Yao's face couldn't help but groan.
Liu Ling, who shot the second arrow, seemed to have reached the limit of his arm strength. His arms dropped unnaturally and then he let out a low groan, as if he was sighing that the arrow failed to kill Li Yao after all.
That color.
Liu Ling had never seen Li Yao's face, but he was sure that the person who shot that shocking arrow must be Li Yao's face who had caused him such a big trouble for the first time. There had never been an enemy who had forced him to panic.
Li Yao Na Yan was the first one, and Liu Ling didn’t want the second one.
"Go to the city and kill!"
Liu Ling raised his brows without any trace, and his face turned slightly pale.
He turned around and told Zhao Dadao: "Protect Minhui, let's go into the city!"
Enter the city!
Zhao Da was shocked, and then he marveled at the prince's ability to adapt to the situation. If he entered the city, he would be trapped by the Khitan people. But if he rushed out blindly, even if the Shura camp could kill them at any cost, Zhu San
Can one of the seven German soldiers survive among hundreds of thousands of troops? If you enter the city, you will be trapped. If you don't enter the city, you will be trapped to death. No matter how powerful the cavalry of the Shura Camp is, it is impossible to do it.
Going back and forth among hundreds of thousands of Khitan troops felt like they were in no one's land. Moreover, they had to clear the way for the infantry of the German army and ensure that the infantry did not fall too far. In this way, the Khitan people had both time and strength to defeat the Han soldiers.
The army was consumed little by little.
"The first and second battalions are behind, and the third battalion is in front to clear the way!"
Shengtu Yehu ordered in a cold voice.
With a roar, the Shura Battalion cavalry divided into two teams without hesitation. The first and second battalions, which had suffered more than half of their casualties, were responsible for breaking up the rear and protecting the rear of the German infantry. The fully formed third battalion turned into arrows.
He stabbed hard at the Khitan camp surrounding Zhaozhou City.
Nayan Liyao endured the severe pain in her shoulder and sat upright on the horse. She lowered her head and looked at the armor-piercing awl stuck deeply on her shoulder and frowned. A look of cruelty flashed across her face!
"Stop him! Don't pay attention to the others, be sure to kill the Khan King Liu Ling!"
Li Yao Nayan bit her lip and gave an order fiercely.
Immediately, a Khitan warrior conveyed his order. Immediately, countless Khitan cavalry rushed towards Liu Ling's direction. The dense crowd and the dense cavalry looked like it when viewed from a high altitude.
The two swarms of biting ants will not stop until one of them is completely dead. Killings are happening everywhere, people are dying everywhere. Bleeding is happening everywhere, and there is blood everywhere.
Liu Mao stood on the city wall and looked at the troubled King of Han. He bit his chapped lips and shouted: "Get ready! All the uninjured people in the city follow me out of the city to meet His Highness the King of Han!"
"call!"
The already red-eyed Han soldiers shouted in unison, and then quickly organized under the leadership of low-level and mid-level officers. A team of about 5,000 people assembled in the shortest time, a team that Zhaozhou can now assemble.
The most combat-effective team, led by Liu Mao, opened the city gate and swarmed out! These are the most combat-effective soldiers in Zhaozhou City today. Many of them were slightly injured and wrapped in bloody bandages.
Soldier.
Two teams of Han soldiers trudged forward in the gray sea of Khitan cavalry, gradually approaching.
If these two teams are two angry dragons, then the Khitan soldiers surrounding them are like countless ants trying to bite the giant dragon to death. The giant dragon is powerful, but when the number of ants reaches a certain level, it can also bite them.
A dead dragon.
Fortunately, the Khitan people did not expect that Liu Ling did not choose to break out but went to the city to fight, so the soldiers on the periphery had no time to rush back. The two Han army groups, everyone bloody, finally merged together, with them on their left and right
On both sides, there were countless Khitan corpses.
Without any words, Liu Mao immediately turned over and killed him.
The soldiers in the city once again organized a team of several thousand people to guard the city gate, desperately protecting Liu Mao's retreat. When the Han army finally entered the Zhaozhou city, the battle between the two sides finally came to an end for the time being.
.And outside the city, tens of thousands of corpses from both sides fell.
The moment Liu Ling entered the city gate, he looked back in the distance in the direction of Li Yao's Yan, and sighed softly: "What a pity."
At this moment, Li Yao Nayan, who was watching the Han army enter Zhaozhou City from a distance, covered his wound with one hand and murmured: "What a pity." (To be continued)