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"Kill that boy on the white horse!" someone shouted after the night, and then several lances came galloping over. Yu Zimo, who was riding the white horse, stabbed and knocked an enemy off the horse. Then another
He deflected the second man's spear. The third lance approached him like a poisonous snake and spat out the message at his throat.
Iron Banqiao! In the flash of lightning, Yu Zimo suddenly raised his head, leaned back instantly, and leaned his back against the horse's butt. The lance originally stabbed at his throat passed by the tip of his nose, and was raised on his forehead.
Thick goose bumps. The next moment, the two war horses staggered and ran away. Yu Zimo straightened his body again and rushed towards another enemy with a roar. The lance that stabbed him was pointed at him.
The robe behind him was splashed with red light.
"Kill!" Seeing that one of the guards who had been following him was killed, Yu Zimo shouted and knocked over an enemy soldier. At the same time, he controlled the mount with his legs and turned while running at high speed. The guards behind him became loose.
While fighting with the enemy, he adjusted the direction of his mount and prepared to break away from the enemy.
However, all the things that were expected to happen suddenly became extremely difficult to implement in reality. Everyone was only one hundred and fifty or sixty steps away from the entrance of the small valley where they camped, but these one hundred and fifty or sixty steps suddenly became
Extremely remote.
Although the number of the enemy's cavalry was not large, it was seven to eight times or even ten times that of theirs. After the enemy's commander was angered, he completely sacrificed his old skills and wanted to keep them at any cost. And they
, except for Yu Zimo, everyone else was at the end of their strength at this moment, and both the man and his mount were sweating profusely.
"Follow me, follow me!" Yu Zimo had already charged forty or fifty steps, but when he found that the guards behind him had not followed, he had to turn around and fight back to rescue the guards who were following him.
Yu Zimo forcibly cut his way through the enemy troops, creating a retreat space for the more than thirty guards who were still alive.
However, more enemy cavalry emerged from the darkness and outflanked them from both sides. Like a tidal wave, they rolled back and were about to drown them one by one.
"Follow me, follow me! Follow me quickly!" The change came so fast that Yu Zimo couldn't accept it at all. His eyes were wide open, and there were faint drops of blood pouring out of the corners of his eyes. Unfortunately, his anger could not do anything to the situation.
Effect. His personal bravery suddenly became insignificant in front of the torrent of enemy troops.
An enemy cavalry rushed past him, and the spear point went straight to his shoulder. Yu Zimo quickly smashed the spear point crooked, and before he could fight back, the opponent had already escaped at high speed. The next cavalry roared and flew towards him at the same time,
It was still in the position of his shoulder, still extremely fast.
"Bang!" Yu Zimo smashed open the second lance that was stabbing him, and then saw the third, fourth, and fifth guns, layered like teeth in the mouth of a beast. He tried his best
He tried to parry, block, block, block, and smash, but the shadows of the spears stabbing him became more and more numerous, more and more urgent, and endless.
Finally, a lance broke through his blockage and pierced his chest with a cold light. Yuzi could not avoid it silently, so he could only try to tilt his body, trying to exchange a minor injury for a fatal one. The tip of the gun was close to the
The breastplate passed by, and the friction sound was sharp and harsh.
However, the expected pain did not appear. At the last moment, the opponent's gun point suddenly gave out, turned from side to side, and pointed softly into the air. A horse dragged the gunman's body away, and blood flowed along the
The saddle was dripping all over the ground.
"Buzz...!" The buzzer suddenly sounded again. Before Yu Zimo could recover from his shock, an iron arrow flew past his shoulder and penetrated a man behind him who was preparing to sneak attack him.
The enemy's throat penetrated the chest of an enemy horseman from behind. Before it stopped, the iron arrow pierced another enemy horse to the ground, bringing up three clouds of bright red blood mist.
"ah……!"
"Hissssssssss—!"
The buzzer sounded again immediately, and the two enemy cavalry and war horses who were stabbed by iron arrows screamed pitifully, and then fell down one after another. Immediately afterwards, the third iron arrow flew over again, sticking close to
Yu Zimo's other shoulder shot half the head of the fourth enemy cavalryman who tried to attack him away, and shot the two men behind him off their horses.
A gap immediately appeared around Yu Zimo, "Stop fighting, retreat!" Wang Junlin's voice sounded at the right time.
Yu Zimo felt ashamed and did not dare to go against his uncle's wishes. He turned his horse's head with his arm and took the opportunity to quickly run towards the gate of his camp at the entrance of the valley.
There were too many enemies, and all the guards around Wang Junlin had been sent out. In order to save Yu Zimo, Wang Junlin had to take action personally and shot four arrows in one go with the buzzing bow in his hand. This treasured bow had been used since he was in the first prince's mansion.
After obtaining it in the secret room, this was the first time it was used to kill people. Wang Junlin poured the internal energy into the iron arrows. The lethality was astonishing. At a distance of a hundred steps, each arrow could shoot through three people.
At the same time as he shot four arrows, Wang Junlin was already charging forward on a blood-maned horse. He put away his buzzing bow, casually picked up the horsetail hanging on the side of the horse and faced an enemy leader who was chasing Yu Zimo closely.
Boss. This big boss is wearing lotus-leaf iron armor and has a very burly body, not much worse than Caviar. He is especially tall, has broad shoulders, and has an amazing momentum. He looks like a tough guy at first glance.
Wang Junlin never looked down on anyone when fighting. At this time, he aimed his horse at the shoulder of the enemy general. When he was ten steps away, he gently pinched the blood-maned horse. The latter suddenly accelerated, and the horse moved with lightning speed.
The enemy general appeared in front of the enemy general without warning. The enemy general obviously did not expect that the blood-maned horse was so fast and could accelerate instantly. His scalp exploded immediately. At the last moment, he roared loudly and twisted his body violently.
, the lance in his hand also lost its accuracy, and it passed by Wang Junlin's body.
Buzz…
However, before he could straighten his body posture, Wang Junlin's horse-steed swept over with the sound of wind, and the thick-armed horse-stem pole turned into a big stick and hit him hard on the shoulder.
With a bang, the enemy general's fine iron shoulder pads shattered, and his right arm instantly drooped down. His body tilted, and he screamed and fell under the horse. He was then trampled to pieces by countless galloping horses' hooves.
Meat dumpling.
"Buzz..."
"Qiang..."
"laugh……"
Wang Junlin learned the art of horse-shooting from Yu Juluo and used it with all his strength, sweeping it horizontally, smashing it vertically, and stabbing it flatly, like an antelope hanging its horns, yet as fast as the wind.
Yu Juluo was a rare master. Although the teaching time was only a short month, the tricks he taught Wang Junlin were all genuine and tailored to the characteristics of Wang Junlin's inner family's long-lasting Qi.