The Tartar cavalry trotted up, and the rumbling sound came from afar, and the stirring smoke and dust floated high, and as the cavalry advanced, it was like a sweeping sandstorm. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Wuji's eyes narrowed, Wei Yi smacked the horse's belly, and chased after two steps, he knew that at this moment, the greater the hope of the sect leader's closest life, if he was alone, he would not make such an attempt.

Ouyang Zhiqi's face was pale, and before he knew it, his underwear was all soaked, and his palms holding spears and wooden sticks were full of cold sweat. The galloping momentum of ten thousand horses is not something that anyone can bear.

Zhuang Zheng looked at the start of the Tartar cavalry coldly, most of the Ruijin Banner soldiers behind him turned pale, even Yin Tianzheng and the others were nervous, Xiao Zhao and the three girls almost wanted to cry, this kind of battle, they had never experienced it, and the war in the martial arts was completely incomparable with this.

The soldiers of the flood banner also looked ahead in a daze, although they had been prepared for the war, but when the war really appeared in the form of this disparity in strength, they still couldn't control the panic and nervousness in their hearts.

Only the soldiers of the thick earth banner silently vented their energy to the earth, they were digging the trench at a very fast speed, a trench one zhang wide and one zhang deep had already formed in front of the flood flag, and now it was turning in an arc from east to west to south to dig.

"Sect Master, God bless the Holy Sect, this battle will be won, brothers, open your eyes, miracles will appear." Zhuang Zheng suddenly raised his right hand and shouted loudly, his eyes were firmly fixed on the backs of Zhang Wuji and the other nine people, and there was endless fanaticism in his eyes. The brothers around him were stunned, and immediately shouted together, and immediately, the whole forest shouted, and even the soldiers of the thick earth banner who were digging in the earth shouted as they dug in.

The corners of Yin Tianzheng's mouth curved, and he also shouted, but he secretly praised Zhuang Zheng in his heart for being a great general, and it was really amazing that he could boost the morale of the army in this way at this critical juncture. At the same time, he is also expecting, hoping that his grandson Wuji will really put on a good show and a big drama for the world to see. He understands that the key to this battle lies in his grandson, Zhang Wuji wins this victory, and Zhang Wuji will lose this battle if he dies.

He is looking forward to how much power the human body can produce after breaking through the limit again and again, his age is already old enough, it is already God's grace to be able to step into the innate nature, and his cultivation path will also stop at the innate level, and he will not be able to go on in the future, but he also very much hopes to see what kind of scenery it will be like if he goes up again, and Zhang Wuji is a person who can let him see this scenery.

Zhang Wuji has already assembled the spear, and the horse has already run out of the 100 meters, holding the spear tightly in his right hand, the tip of the steel gun pointed obliquely at the sky, and the reins were shaken with his left hand, and the horse ran up, "Within eight zhang of the bat behind me, Bat King, Ouyang Zhi, Wang Ji, Ouyang Derong, Ouyang Dehua, Ouyang Shengwei, Ouyang Shengwen, Ouyang Yan, concentrate, this is a war, a little carelessness will die on the spot, you are all half-step congenital, you must be able to afford your own self-cultivation and prepare to charge." ”

A shout sounded in the ears of Wei Yixiao and Ouyang Zhiba, and they were stunned to find that the sect leader had already picked up the speed, and hurriedly followed with a knock on the horse's belly, following closely behind Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji's tall back showed endless power at this moment, full of supreme domineering, and vaguely, the tension in the hearts of Wei Yixiao and the others was also reduced a little.

Both sides began to speed up, the distance was getting closer and closer, a cavalryman in the front row of the middle part of the eastern Tartar cavalry held a horn, constantly looking at the nine people in front, calculating the distance in his heart, suddenly, his eyes lit up, at this moment, he put the horn to his mouth and blew it violently, and the loud and piercing horn instantly resounded throughout the battlefield.

At the same time, the five thousand cavalry in the east drew their bows in unison and fired upward, and the five thousand sharp arrows instantly rose into the sky, reaching the top of the sky, and swooping down in a graceful arc.

The five thousand cavalry in the west also did the same thing, and it was also five thousand sharp arrows that rose into the sky and swooped down towards Zhang Wuji and his group of nine.

Suha, the commander of the eastern army, gave a whistle, the horse team turned slightly, and sprinted towards the southwest, and a row of soldiers on the west side shot directly at Zhang Wuji's nine people, and the first row did not stop after shooting, and the back row continued to shoot.

And the cavalry in the west, after firing the first round of upward fire, did not continue to shoot, and the speed of the horses slowed down.

Ten thousand arrows were fired together, and the arrows were like raindrops in the sky, so it was called the arrow rain, and a large area of arrow rain attacked and fell, and in an instant it seemed that the sky was darker, Zhang Wuji knocked the horse's belly and shouted: "Rush." ”

Wei Yixiao, Ouyang Zhi and the others only felt a tingling of their scalps, and they didn't look up at the sky, but just spread out their spiritual sense towards the top of their heads, they didn't dare to look at it, for fear that seeing the rain of black-headed arrows would knock down the confidence they had just boosted.

Zhang Wuji's divine sense shrouded in a radius of eighty-five meters, all the way forward, secretly calculating the distance, and suddenly shouted: "Prepare, the arrow rain is coming." At the same time, his right hand was raised in the air, and he raised his spear horizontally.

In an instant, Wei Yixiao and the others made the same action.

"Turn."

Zhang Wuji shouted, and the spear in his hand instantly spun up, forming a curtain of guns with a radius above his head.

Wei Yixiao and the others felt the feeling of oppression coming from the top of their heads, and they were already a little unable to hold on, and when they heard the sect leader's decree, they immediately turned around.

In an instant, if you look down from a high place, you will find that Zhang Wuji is the leader, and within a distance of eight zhang before and after, there are nine zhang square circles, and the rain of arrows that swooped down from the air and fell into the courtyard were knocked away or shattered.

With Zhang Wuji and the nine people as the center, within a radius of one hundred and fifty meters, sharp arrows were instantly inserted, but from north to west, a clear open space without arrows was left ten zhang long and two zhang wide.

Feeling the dense ping-pong sound coming from overhead, Zhang Wuji and the nine people rushed out of the area covered by the rain of arrows, and none of them were injured, Wei Yixiao and Ouyang Zhi only felt as if they had walked on the road of life and death, and when they came back alive, they felt the endless heartiness, and they laughed out loud.

"If an arrow strikes from the right flank, be careful, brothers, they will shoot three rounds at most." Zhang Wuji reminded in time that the horse team charging in front of him was getting closer and closer, and the enemy in the east would only shoot three rounds of arrows at most, otherwise they would shoot their own people.

After the first experience, this time, the crowd was very calm, gradually staggering the horses, forming a column, holding a gun in their right hand, forming a circle on the right side.

Round after round, three rounds of more than three thousand sharp arrows were fired, and none of the arrows could pass through the curtain of guns.