Zhou Mo once again lazy donkey rolling posture landed on the Nagasaka slope, rolled out for more than ten meters in a row before barely getting up, one out and one in, and finally the momentum of the landing subsided, although he fell very badly, but he did not hurt his muscles and bones, in vain he added a layer of padding inside the steel armor to absorb the shock. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Mo half-knelt up, and saw the cavalry who stabbed him off his horse rushing over again, and the spear in his hand flashed with cold light and stabbed quickly.

"The tiger is not powerful, you really think I am a sick cat. "This time, because the distance was too close, the cavalry was not strong enough to shoot his gun, and although the speed was also very fast, Zhou Mo rolled and barely avoided it, and the next moment, he had already grabbed the compound crossbow in his hand.

Before entering the real world, Zhou Mo had already wound the compound crossbow, he picked up the compound crossbow and shot at the cavalry.

"Snort-" There was a soft sound, the cavalryman's eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, but the man had already fallen off the horse, and it was a coincidence that Zhou Mo's arrow hit him in the throat, and the arrow was fatal.

Zhou Mo rolled again, dodging the cavalry who had lost their master, and before he could reminisce about the feeling of killing, the remaining cavalry had already rushed towards Zhou Mo with a roar.

Zhou Mo turned around and squatted down, facing those cavalrymen with his back, he didn't dodge or dodge, but his hands were busy winding the compound crossbow, he knew that his half-hung riding skills couldn't outrun these dozen cavalrymen if he wanted to escape, instead of running for his life, it was better to fight hard!

Zhou Mo is not without a psychological burden on killing, he can do everything now, firstly, because the situation is urgent, and he doesn't have time to feel anything about killing, and secondly, although he is physically descended from this reality, he will be injured and die, but deep in his heart, after all, he still does not regard everything here as a fact, the people here, in his eyes, may just be similar to the NPC in the online game, kill and kill, and there is no feeling of killing.

"Bang bang-" At least four spears stabbed Zhou Mo's back at the same time, and the huge impact force made Zhou Mo rush directly to the ground, and his internal organs churned, even with the steel armor and the thick cotton lining inside, Zhou Mo almost vomited blood.

Then the time of hard resistance, Zhou Mo had already wound the crossbow bolts again, and at this time, it was also seen that Zhou Mo did not have the advantage of buying the powerful crossbow, the greater the power of the crossbow, the longer it would take to wind it, and in the current battle, time is life, even if Zhou Mo is wearing a turtle shell, he can't withstand the onslaught of these powerful soldiers of the Three Kingdoms.

With a crossbow in hand, Zhou Mo rolled forward three hundred and sixty degrees, turned around and shot an arrow, the action was very beautiful, and he could hit ninety points.

A few steps away, at the speed of crossbow arrows, those ordinary soldiers of the Three Kingdoms didn't have time to react at all, and the cavalry closest to Zhou Mo didn't react at all, and a cool breeze had already blown past his face, leaving a bloody sweat on his cheeks, which scared him into a cold sweat.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" The cavalryman who was almost shot in the head by Zhou Mo escaped death and shouted angrily.

A few steps away, for the cavalry, within the attack range of the spear, the cavalry who was almost shot by Zhou Mo shot like lightning, picked up the spear, and knocked it directly on Zhou Mo's right hand, with a loud bang, Zhou Mo's arm was protected by steel armor, but it was also thrown backwards by the ground, driving the body to turn in a circle, and the compound crossbow in his hand came out of his hand, the cavalry was a veteran of the battlefield, and he knew that he could not break Zhou Mo's turtle shell, so he ran to the compound crossbow in Zhou Mo's hand.

After defeating the compound crossbow, Zhou Mo would no longer be able to pose a threat to them, so it was a good idea for the cavalry to fight.

Zhou Mo was also angry, he threw away the big killing weapon in his hand before he could use it, did he think that this would be enough? Zhou Mo pounced in the direction where the compound crossbow fell, and those cavalrymen naturally would not let him catch the compound crossbow in his hand again, and handed out the spear with a cruel smile.

"Bang bang-" The sound was endless, Zhou Mo staggered, although the steel armor would not be damaged for a while, but the dozen or so cavalrymen beat him around with spears like a ball, and they didn't let out a giggling laugh.

"Master is fighting with you!" Zhou Mo was greatly humiliated, and while being pounced forward by a cavalryman, he had already pulled out the Tang knife at his waist, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed at the spear in front of him that was about to hit him in another direction.

"Sonorous-" There was no imaginary crash sound, and with a light sound, the Tang knife in Zhou Mo's hand hit the gun shaft, and in the surprised gaze of a group of cavalrymen, the Tang knife slashed through, and the spear was broken in two.

The Tang knife in Zhou Mo's hand was bought at a great price, and in ancient times, it was definitely a divine weapon that sharpened iron like clay, not that it was a cold weapon in ancient times, what was the use of so many years of scientific and technological development?

Even if Zhou Mo's strength is not as good as the other party, after all, he is also a young and vigorous young man, and there is absolutely no problem if he is ruthless and cuts off a wooden gun with a knife.

Taking advantage of the moment when the cavalry was stunned, Zhou Mo had already taken a breath, regardless of the soreness of his arm, he waved his Tang knife and slashed at the horse's leg with a knife.

This time he didn't break the horse's leg, but the horse was in pain, raised the horse's hooves high, kicked Zhou Mo's chest, and kicked him into a rolling gourd again, and the cavalry on the horse's back was also thrown down, and fell to the ground with a bang, falling into confusion.

The Iron Man armor borrowed from Zhao Zhengqian helped Zhou Mo a lot, if it weren't for it, Zhou Mo didn't know how many times he had died, with the help of being kicked hard by the horse, Zhou Mo rolled over and over again, rolled out of the encirclement of the cavalry, and by the way, he also re-grasped the lost compound crossbow in his hand, that is, he was not afraid of the horse's hooves to be like this, and if he changed to others, he was afraid that he would have been trampled into mud by the horse's hooves.

Although the power of the compound crossbow is great, it must be pulled away from a certain distance in order to exert its power, otherwise these cavalry can knock out the compound crossbow with a single sprint, Zhou Mo glanced at Zhao Yun, who was fighting with the cavalry in the distance and couldn't take care of him for the time being, gritted his teeth, hugged his head and rolled down the hillside.

The cavalry who came to deal with Zhou Mo were dumbfounded, they were also old fritters on the battlefield, and it was the first time they encountered such a strange thing as Zhou Mo, and they rolled down the mountain by themselves? Did he want to fall himself to death? Although it was only a small hill of dozens of meters, he had to lose half his life if he didn't die if he rolled down, and he still had to fight?

Although Zhou Mo's method is stupid, it is still very effective, after a few breaths, he has already reached the bottom of the hillside, he doesn't care about being dizzy, he raised the compound crossbow and launched it at the cavalry who were still on the hillside, there is a distance of dozens of meters, before those cavalry rush over, it is enough for him to shoot a few arrows!