At the same time, a low horn sounded on the battlefield, and the archers, who had long been ready, shot the sharp arrows in their hands, still accumulating. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Whoosh, four thousand sharp arrows were shot out one after another, forming a huge shooting arrow in the air and swooping towards Zhang Wuji.

In the eyes of the Tartar soldiers looking at the dead, Zhang Wuji once again performed a miracle.

A layer of invisible energy wrapped himself and the war horse all, and the spear quickly drew a large circle with a diameter of two meters in front of it, stirring this energy to form a torrent, and the crossbow arrows that came first were instantly stirred into pieces and fell with the wind.

Zhang Wuji's arm holding the gun felt a little sore for the first time, this was the pressure brought to him by the machinery, but it did not affect him to continue to move forward, but it also sounded the alarm for him, he was not immortal after all.

The huge arrows that shot from the sky, there were not many that could really shoot two meters above him, and the left hand was raised and waved above his head, and the arrows shot were shattered by layers of wear and tear in an instant.

With thousands of sharp arrows on his head, he rushed forward into the archery array composed of four hundred and eighty crossbow arrows, but the speed of the war horse did not slow down at all, and rushed straight towards Li Lin's infantry phalanx.

The soldier who hit the head was dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but rub his eyes with his hands, one time was not enough to rub a second time, the sharp pain in his eyes would not deceive, was there really someone rushing over in the arrow array of crossbow arrows, God, is he the devil?

Almost all the soldiers were thinking like this, and Li Lin's heart fluttered even more, and he shouted: "Shoot, shoot, shoot." The whistle blew desperately.

When the soldiers heard this, they hurriedly prepared, because they were so confident just now that they thought that under this round of fire, the enemy would be killed, and now the bed crossbow was empty, and they had not had time to reload the crossbow arrows.

Bao Yin's saliva flowed and dripped from his open mouth, and he didn't know it, but now he knew why the county lord would give such a strange military order.

Wei Yixiao saw the sect leader rushing forward through the arrow curtain, and laughed: "Hou Cheng, brothers, it's our turn, don't drop the chain for the sect leader." ”

Everyone laughed and rushed forward, the invincible posture of the sect leader and the pretense of the bat king relaxed made them relax a lot.

Wei Yixiao led the guards to gallop along the route of the sect leader's advance, and at some point, he was already wearing silver gloves on his hands and holding a throwing spear.

As soon as Zhang Wuji broke through the arrow curtain, he almost arrived in front of the formation, jumped off his horse, picked up his spear, and a heavy bed crossbow was picked up by him and flew high forward, more than two zhang high, flying two or three zhang away before falling, instantly knocking down more than a dozen Tartar infantrymen.

Zhang Wuji's figure turned sharply, and he rushed to the right side, almost one shot at a time, one shot at a time, and a bed crossbow was smashed by him one after another.

Li Lin was furious, although he was very frightened in his heart, but after all, his dignity was greatly insulted, and he shouted: "Fence up, kill." Brothers, he is alone, killing and boiling can kill him. ”

He himself took the opportunity to retreat and ordered his guards to begin to organize the formation.

The unruly Tartar soldiers threw down their bows and arrows and rushed forward with their scimitars, more of them Han Chinese soldiers armed with waist swords, but their speed was too slow compared to Zhang Wuji.

Waiting until Zhang Wuji picked all the way to the right, these infantry were ready to encircle, and he had already picked thirteen bed crossbows, and he rushed straight in the opposite direction, but this time there were many more infantry on the way forward, and the spear was swung between the Tartar infantry who were constantly being slapped and flew up to both sides, and within a radius of three meters, there was no Tartar who was close to him.

A passage twenty meters long was soon opened, and the remaining seven bed crossbows were all lifted high and used as weapons against the Tartars.

As soon as he turned his spear, he struck into the crowd, and there were people in front of him, left and right, all enemies, all of whom he wanted to kill.

At this time, Wei Yixiao and the others were still a mile away.

The spear in Zhang Wuji's hand swung rapidly, and after a circle, twenty or thirty Tartars were beaten and flew out, and immediately knocked down countless Tartars.

There was no tartar within five meters, and the spear in his hand played with a spear flower into the ground, and a wave of qi rose from his abdomen, rushed into his chest and lungs, raised his head and laughed, and the waves of air spread around him through laughter, and the air fluctuations visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions.

In his thunderous laughter, the Tartar soldiers who rushed up to him felt their brains buzzing, and they fell to the ground, and they couldn't even scream, so they bled to death, and their brains were instantly shattered.

With him as the center, within a radius of twenty meters, the Tartar fell to the ground as soon as his body was weak, and everyone bled to death; Twenty to forty meters within 40 meters of the Tartars hugged their heads and screamed miserably, their heads as if they were about to crack; Tartars within forty to fifty meters had their ears buzzing, and they could not hear anything else.

Li Lin stood a hundred meters away, sorting out the formation, although the enemy was very strong, there was only one person, and he had four thousand people, and these four thousand people naturally could not be invested at one time.

He heard the enemy's wild laughter, his heart was very uncomfortable, this was a humiliation, but when he saw that the soldiers within a radius of twenty meters of the target all fell to the ground, the people on the periphery were holding their heads and screaming on the ground, and a circle of people suddenly turned around on the battlefield like a wandering spirit, his belief collapsed instantly, the lion roar of Shaolin? Xie Xun, the golden lion king of the Demon Sect, stupidized dozens of heroes with a lion's roar, which is extremely powerful, but this? He couldn't understand it.

In an instant, Li Lin was dumbfounded, the surrounding Tartar infantry were stunned, and Bao Yin, who was about to get up to attack the Bat King and his party, was also a little dumbfounded, and rubbed his eyes fiercely.

Only the Bat King and his party were not affected in the slightest, and continued to gallop as if everything was in their expectation, but their eyes were so fanatical and adoring.

After Zhang Wuji finished attacking with a sound skill, he couldn't help but be happy when he saw that it had such a powerful effect, these soldiers were far inferior to those Tartar cavalry in the Western Regions.

"The deity is the Mingjiao Sect advocates Wuji, the Sect is determined to expel the Mongol Tartars, restore the rivers and mountains of the Han people, Han brothers, don't help the abuse, as long as you retreat, you are friends of the Sect. However, as long as you continue to serve the Tartar court, you will be the enemy of the religion, and you will not be killed. Zhang Wuji stood in the middle of a pile of dead people, like a god, overlooking all living beings.