The war horse fell to the ground. Chen Cheng rolled on the ground and immediately jumped up.
Behind him, thirty-four Qin soldiers armed with long pole weapons rushed over menacingly. In front of him, under the main hall, three or four times the number of Qin soldiers drew their bronze swords. Half of them blocked the king of Qin, and the other half formed a knot.
The battle formations of three, three, five and five slowly came over.
Riding and slashing, riding and slashing, means riding and slashing. Now that there is no horse to ride on, let's slash and kill!
It would take some time for the Qin soldiers behind him who were using long pole weapons to rush over. He took a deep breath, ran forward ten steps, and rushed to the front of a Qin army battle formation. The soldiers in the lead saw that his face was covered with blood and he was approaching menacingly.
He kept swinging his sword to kill. Chen Cheng just wanted to tempt him to strike first, so he took a step back when he saw this, waited for the bronze sword to miss, then quickly took a step forward, and accurately pierced the tip of the sword into the man's neck.
The bronze sword used by the Qin army was only 90cm long. In Chen Cheng's view, it could only be regarded as a short weapon for self-defense, rather than the mainstream battle weapon for the next two thousand years. But this was good news for him. His
The proficiency of one-handed weapons is already very high, and the movement speed is faster, enough to defeat these Qin soldiers.
He repeatedly moved his position, killing several people in a row between retreating and advancing, each time with one fatal blow.
Looking at Deli Si, Ying Zheng and others from above, they couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts. They are all important figures whose words can determine the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people. They usually have high eyesight, but have they ever seen such a fierce fight? Moreover, this man is so fierce.
Is it too much?
Ying Zheng's face turned pale. He suppressed the fear in his heart and asked Gu Shiweiliao, "How many people has he killed?"
Wei Liao threw his bronze sword and killed his opponent's horse. He originally wanted to step forward and kill the enemy, but in just a moment, the madman killed more than ten people surrounded by people. Such terrifying swordsmanship can only be achieved by just one person.
Only the legendary swordsmen could do it. Anyway, Wei Liao couldn't do it.
When he heard Ying Zheng's news, he came back to his senses and angrily scolded the people around him: "Why don't you escort the king to leave?"
Ying Zheng snorted and said dissatisfiedly: "It's just an assassin. There are hundreds of soldiers here. Are we still afraid of him?"
Wei Liao paused and said: "Your Majesty bears the weight of the world, how can you throw it away lightly?"
Wang Jian, Li Xin, Meng Tian and other generals also tried hard to persuade him, and then Ying Zheng retreated into the main hall surrounded by everyone.
The sounds of external weapons clashing and the screams of human beings dying continued to sound. Ying Zheng pretended to be nonchalant on the face, but his heart gradually became uneasy. After a while, a soldier rushed in quickly and kowtowed:
"Your Majesty, Lieutenant Li has been killed by assassins, and most of the soldiers have been routed. Please move to Jinghua Palace, Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng stood up with a cry, stared at the soldier who came in to report, and said angrily: "There is only one assassin, how can it be that so many of you can't stop him?"
The soldiers could only kowtow and be speechless.
Outside the gate, rapid footsteps sounded, and a fierce battle continued from the corridor to the eaves. The sounds of human bodies falling to the ground and screams continued. Chen Cheng had just stabbed one person to death, and when he felt pain in the back, he was stabbed again.
He took a step forward, then turned around and stabbed in the general direction without looking.
The soldier behind him blocked with his sword, and the two bronze swords intersected, making a crisp sound.
He was actually blocked? Without thinking, Chen Cheng took his arm back and stabbed it out again. This time, the soldier couldn't react and could only watch as the copper sword penetrated his ribs. Although he was wearing leather armor,
However, there was no good protective effect against this kind of assassination. He only felt severe pain in his ribs and his strength suddenly dissipated.
Chen Cheng held the door and took a breath, then slowly glanced left and right. The Qin soldiers who were stared at by his eyes were all frightened. Whichever direction they looked, the Qin soldiers involuntarily stepped back.
Although military law is strict, the young men in front of them are really terrifying. They are already in fear of being killed.
Seeing this, Chen Cheng laughed loudly, pushed open the door and was about to go in. Suddenly, there was a roar of wind in front of him. His heart suddenly jumped, and he swung his sword to block, cutting off one crossbow arrow, but the other crossbow arrow was nailed into his right chest, and he was shot.
He took several steps back.
Chen Cheng steadied himself, looked at the short arrow that had penetrated into his right chest, and then looked up at King Qin Ying Zheng and others inside the group. He sighed and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's just a little bit short!"
"Hoo", an arrow shot out from the crowd and pierced his right calf. In front of Ying Zheng, Wang Jian released his right hand, and the bowstring was still vibrating slightly.
Even if he has extraordinary strength and swordsmanship, he will still be restrained against long-range weapons when he is not wearing armor. With this thought in mind, Chen Cheng chopped down a Qin soldier who was using a pole weapon, and then chopped him into pieces with random knives.
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Now that the assassin is dead, it's time to settle accounts after the fall. Ying Zheng ordered the generals who guarded the palace that day to be imprisoned, and all the guards were sent to the front of the army. They were pardoned and could not be returned. He said to his confidants with a gloomy face: "Jing Ke said that if he
My friend is here, and it’s useless no matter how good my swordsmanship is. I thought he was just talking nonsense before he died, but I didn’t expect that there really is such a brave person in the world!"
Li Sidao: "Your Majesty, please rest assured. Like the previous assassins, there will not be one in a hundred years. The focus now is not to find the origin of the assassins, but to destroy the Yan Kingdom as soon as possible."
Ying Zheng was deeply convinced and ordered to speed up the transportation of more grain and grass to the front line and requisition more Guizhou troops. He must completely kill the enemy who has only one breath left next year.
Consciousness rises from the darkness and passes through invisible boundaries.
Then, Chen Cheng woke up. He opened his eyes in confusion and stared at the ceiling for several minutes before he adjusted his emotions. Although he had experienced it several times, the feeling of being hacked to death was not good.
It was already dark, and his cell phone rang without missing a chance. Chen Cheng waited for five seconds, then reached out to take the cell phone over and took a look. The name "Lin Mengchu" was displayed on the screen.
Lin Mengchu? She seems very familiar, but who is she...
"Hey, hey, hey, what time is it now? Why haven't you handed over the report yet?"
Submit a report? It seems that this is the case, but...
"Hey, talk, are you mute?"
Chen Cheng subconsciously said: "You are the mute!"
"Hmph, if you don't hand over the physics experiment report today, I won't care about you! If the teacher asks, I will tell you that you won't hand it over!"
Lin Mengchu!
Physics experiment report!
Chen Cheng remembered everything, damn time travel, it felt like he had lost his memory every time.
He rummaged around the room for a while, and finally found the report document in the F drive of his computer, right next to the study materials.
Now in my sophomore year, I need to learn many more courses than last year, and there are also more various experimental courses. Thanks to the whimsical ideas of a certain leader of the school, I have carried out teaching reforms in the name of science, and experiments are no longer
It is conducted on a class-by-class basis, but registration is done independently, and students from different classes are randomly arranged together.
In this way, although I can come into contact with more girls, and I feel itchy when I look at the white arms and thighs in the summer, it will only cause more confusion for study.
After finally solving the problem, the next week was filled with courses and experimental content. The situation did not get better until the end of the month. The study pressure was reduced, and the monitor, Lin Mengchu, discussed it in the class chat group.
Going out for a party at the end of the month, Chen Cheng was naturally grateful for such a situation.
Firstly, he is not very interested in eating and drinking with a large group of people. Secondly, he also needs to purchase and test a lot of things, or to train his fighting skills. It is best to find a way to combine bows and arrows with long poles.
Weapon proficiency is brushed up. Swords and shields are very powerful in foot combat, but for mounted swordsmanship, it is best to ride on a horse to stab people with a spear, or it is good to ride on a horse and shoot arrows.
Although he will return to reality if he is hacked to death in another world, the feeling of being hacked to death is really uncomfortable, so why not die?
Therefore, he sent a message to Lin Mengchu, saying that he would not go if he had something to do and wished them a good time.
In less than half a minute, the squad leader's reply came, "How many times has this happened? Do you still have some collective ideas?!!!"
There were three exclamation marks connected after the question mark, expressing the owner's strong emotions. Chen Cheng glanced at the message casually, ignored it, and started chatting with an online merchant.
"Boss, please send me the parameters of the sword crafts in your store."
Golden Ring Knife: "Okay dear, we have eighteen different types of sword-shaped handicrafts in our store. I don't know which one you like. I would like to recommend the Eight-sided Han Sword to you. It is retro in style, stylish and handsome.
......."
Although the merchant strongly recommended all kinds of beautiful and expensive swords, Chen Cheng had his own idea in mind. He opened the file sent by the merchant, browsed it through, and said: "A half-hand sword, a two-handed broad sword, and a swift sword."
, can you sharpen it?"
Golden Ring Knife: "Guest, you are joking. Our store is run in compliance with the law. We sell handicrafts, not weapons! We will never sharpen the blade! However, as long as you add a little more money, we can give you a set as a gift.
Sharpening tools and complete instructional videos are provided.”
"...How much more will it cost?"
"It's not much, just add another eight hundred yuan."
"It's not impossible to pay more, but the materials must be good, otherwise, I will refuse it!"
"Don't worry, dear, titanium alloy equipment is worth owning and absolutely worth every penny."
Tsk, Chen Cheng turned off the computer. These profiteers know how to do so many tricks. But there is no way. There is no difference between unedged weapons and sticks. He does intend to get some modern weapons for use, but the control in this area is
It's so powerful that I can only give up now and wait to see if there is a chance.
Afterwards, Chen Cheng browsed the information about local archery halls and racecourses, and chatted with several archery enthusiasts in Europe on the Internet. Due to historical and economic factors, archery enthusiasts mostly gathered in Europe. Before,
The half-handed sword, swift sword and two-handed broadsword were suggested by a German museum curator. The professor was a noble ancestor and had a castle passed down from his family. The suggestion given to Chen Cheng was that the choice of weapons should be based on cold weapon combat.
Medium is important, but even more important is the choice of armor.
