Right in the middle of the village chief's...eyes!
The village chief howled in pain, covering his eyes and retreating repeatedly. The remaining intact eye was in disbelief...
The village chief had no idea that a child as young as Si Xiaocheng would have such strong arm strength that an arrow could hit him in the eye. This was simply incredible.
"How is it possible..." Blood flowed from his face, and the arrow was still stuck in the village chief's eye, but the village did not move. He looked at Si Xiaocheng blankly, unable to accept that he was shot by a child, and this was no longer useful.
Disgraceful is the way to describe it...
"Xiao Cheng, you are so awesome." Zhai Xiaoming saw that he had won the first battle. He was very proud and clapped his hands, and kept praising Xiao Cheng for his skill and his beautiful arrow.
"One arrow hit, it's so powerful." Wang Xiaosheng also applauded Si Xiaocheng, but...
"That's enough for you!" Si Xiaocheng was so angry that he wanted to curse. With a dark face, he said angrily: "What I want to shoot is between the eyebrows, not the eyes."
You bastards, are you complimenting me? Are you complimenting me?
Si Xiaocheng wanted to die. If his father knew that he shot an arrow and ended up like this, he would definitely be beaten to death.
The Si family's life-locking arrows never target areas like the eyes. He only shoots the eyes when he is full. It's not hunting. He needs to keep the fur intact before shooting the eyes.
"Uh..." Seeing how decadent Si Xiaocheng was, everyone didn't know how to comfort him for a while.
Fu Xiaolin thought for a while and then said: "At least it hit the target, which is better than if we haven't seen any blood yet, and the eye is not far from the center of the eyebrow, it's just a little bit off."
"That's right, that's right, look at me...my gun is still clean, not a drop of blood." Zhai Xiaoming immediately belittled himself to comfort Si Xiaocheng.
Compared with them, Xiao Cheng is already very good.
"Forget it..." Although Si Xiaocheng was still very decadent, with the encouragement of his friends, he finally cheered up: "The first time, it is inevitable that I will make a mistake. It will be fine next time. My father will not blame me.
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Si Xiaocheng put away his bow and used the Mo Dao that came with him...
His arm strength is acceptable, but he still can't draw the bow continuously. His arm is still hurting. It's almost impossible to shoot the second arrow...
"Xiao Cheng is right, let's fight out." Yuwen Xiaoyuan also rushed to his friend's side. His face was spattered with blood, which showed how ruthless he was.
Yuwen Yuan Hua Tiao. When he teaches his son, he always uses real swords and guns. Those who compete with Yuwen Xiaoyuan are never soft-hearted. Broken bones and bleeding are common. Yuwen Xiaoyuan will not exist at all on the battlefield. No.
Getting used to it or not getting used to it...
"Xiao Yuan, you can do it." Yuwen Xiaoyuan's arrival stimulated Zhai Xiaoming and others. Yuwen Xiaoyuan is so awesome, they can't be cowardly. Being protected by someone in the middle is really weak...
Si Xiaocheng and Zhai Xiaoming cheered up again and cooperated with Fu Xiaolin to fight their way out and take Wang Xiaosheng out. At this time, the village chief who was stabbed in the eye also pulled out the arrow and gave his own eyes a simple
The bleeding stopped for a while.
The one-eyed dragon village chief looked hateful, and his aura was much stronger than before. Perhaps because he was injured, the village chief went berserk: "Kill them... just leave one alive."
The village chief is becoming more and more cruel, and now he wants to take the lives of Zhai Xiaoming and several others, especially Si Xiaocheng, whose hatred level is full: "That archery boy must not be let go, he must live..."
"yes."
The remnant dressed as a farm boy has great respect for the village chief. When the village gives orders, they will be more ruthless...
Dang, dang, dang... The swords collided, creating countless sparks. The remnants surrounded Zhai Xiaoming and his party, saying nothing to let them run out, the same...
Zhai Xiaoming and his party tried their best to rush out: "A group of rabble dared to stop us and destroy their lair."
"If we don't overthrow this poor village today, I won't call you Si Xiaocheng." Si Xiaocheng also got better and better as he fought, and gradually found the feeling, and he felt quite comfortable in fighting.
"Follow me." Yuwen Xiaoyuan held a big knife in his hand and rushed ahead. The big knife specially made for him danced like a tiger in his hand. The place where he swung the knife was filled with blood mist, which made everyone's blood boil. Zhai Xiaoming
The gun in his hand also speeds up involuntarily...
Picking, stabbing, cutting... there is no skill at all. Zhai Xiaoming's skills must have been practiced with great effort and hardship.
As Nai Bao said, the world only sees that he is of noble birth, talented and intelligent. He studied under famous teachers and studied civil and martial arts. He excelled in both civil and martial arts at a young age and is very talented. But who knows that he has been studying the Four Books and Five Classics since he was two years old?
, Wu Shu began to practice martial arts on horseback...
When others were sleeping, he had already gotten up and squatted outside the courtyard; when others were eating, he was holding a book and studying hard.
Having been educated by an heir since childhood, he endured as much hardship as others and put in as much effort as others. No matter how smart he was, he could not be born knowing nothing. He had to spend time and energy studying.
Zhai Xiaoming and Si Xiaocheng are no exception. Although they are young, they have solid basic skills. With the help of personal soldiers, it will not be easy for these remnants to capture them...
Zhai Xiaoming and his several newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, and became more and more brave as they fought. The blood not only did not scare them, but also inspired them to be braver. When Nai Bao and his men came over, they saw that Zhai Xiaoming and his party actually tore a hole in the encirclement.
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"Not bad." Nai Bao just praised him, but before he could fight out, he saw...
The women in the village rolled out dozens of crossbow carts from nowhere, and these crossbow carts were all pointed at Zhai Xiaoming and the others.
"Not good." Nai Bao's face changed drastically. He jumped out immediately without caring about whether his identity would be exposed. He also didn't care about the previously arranged plan and quickly ordered: "Action!"
So, when Zhai Xiaoming and others did not understand the situation at all, they saw a group of dark people pouring in from outside the village.
"Why are there so many people?" Zhai Xiaoming and others immediately panicked, and Fu Xiaolin's eyes widened. He couldn't believe what he saw...
My uncle, how can such a small village hide so many people? Where are these people hiding?
Fu Xiaolin wanted to scold his mother, but the people who wanted to scold him more than him were the people in the village. They originally thought they had a chance to win, but the situation changed in an instant...
"Quickly, retreat quickly, children, women go first." The villagers knew something was wrong at the first sight and immediately gave the order, but it was too late...
The person Nai Bao brought this time was a black knight, a black knight who had never been defeated...
A note to readers:
I had my other two wisdom teeth pulled out today, but the anesthesia hasn't worn off yet and it's very uncomfortable...