Chapter 231

Ling Ziyue guessed his identity and nodded slightly in thanks.

The tall man raised his chin and looked arrogant.

An Jiu's eyes had been focused on Ling Ziyue, and since he saw the small exchange between the two, he was so tall and strong that it was rare to do something decent, and he was still so annoying.

Just thinking about it, Yu Guang suddenly saw two people in the middle of the Liao cavalry raising their bows!

An Jiu's heart jumped, and he immediately opened the Fulong Bow.

Visually, the Liao archer on the left was relatively close to the tall and strong, and there should be a chance to rescue, even if it was too late, Ling Ziyue had the ability to fight, so she put everyone's attention on the archer on the right.

Wind, humidity, distance, midpoint, target, and all other external factors that can affect the speed of an arrow have been in her mind several times.

While doing the mental arithmetic quickly, she saw that the other party made a subtle preparatory move to loosen the strings.

Sou!

There seemed to be nothing in An Jiu's dark eyes, only a little cold glow from far and near, in her eyes, everything around her was slowing down, and the infinite clarity of the arrow cluster was infinitely magnified.

Fingers loosened.

The fluttering strings of the Fulong bow murmured, and the arrows swept away with a gust of wind against that little bit of coldness.

The thrilling confrontation between the two sides was inconspicuous in the chaotic battle, but some people also saw the arrows fired at Ling Ziyue from the Liao army.

The tall man waved his hand and threw out his long whip, volleying the arrow that was relatively close to him.

And the other one is unstoppable.

"General be careful!" The man didn't have time to arrive.

However, the expected did not happen.

Ling Ziyue couldn't dodge, the sword in his hand had already been raised, but suddenly an arrow flew out from the darkness behind him, tearing the air, bringing a strong wind wherever he passed, and it was actually against the Liao army's sneak attack arrow without error.

There was a clang, and the two arrows struck each other. The arrow shot from the darkness did not stop, it split the feather arrow of the Liao army, and it seemed that it was not resisted at all, and it approached in an instant with that powerful murderous aura, and penetrated the archers in the ranks of the Liao army!

This amazing scene happened in the blink of an eye.

On the side of the Liao army, there was a slight commotion.

Ling Ziyue also saw this miraculous arrow, and he intuitively felt that it was from the hand of that indifferent female shadow.

However, no matter how amazing it is, it is only an arrow away. It can't change the whole situation.

Ling Ziyue quickly retracted his thoughts and focused all his attention on the battle situation ahead.

Li Qingzhi had Lou Mingyue, Sui Yunzhu and Qiu Yunyao joining, and his strength skyrocketed all of a sudden. They often fight side by side, and they have a tacit understanding with each other, and the sum of the four is double the strength. But the battle situation on the deputy general's side is not so optimistic, under the siege of more than ten Liao State martial artists, it has already shown a trend of decline, and he has suffered several serious injuries on his body, and the blood is flowing. Dye the armor dark red.

In this kind of large-scale chaotic battle, no one can be distracted, all they can do is kill the enemy, and no one can save anyone. Only those who are close at hand will have a chance to help out in the block.

"Hold on! We have 100,000 soldiers and horses, and I am afraid that he will not succeed in 10,000! The lieutenant roared with all his might.

Ten times the number of people, led by the god of war Ling Ziyue, this is the reason why many people persist. Because there is hope. There is hope for victory, and it is worth risking your life to fight.

Ling Ziyue's eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze followed the deputy general for a few breaths. Seeing that his pale face was stained with blood, he suddenly moved away.

The day before yesterday, the child complained to him that he didn't listen to his mother's words and study hard, and he was still looked down upon by others, and he followed him happily behind him to listen to him sarcastically read people...... Today, he has to watch this person die in front of him, and he can't rush to the rescue desperately!

No matter when, Ling Ziyue must not forget his duties, nor can he forget that he is the pillar of the army.

When he turned his gaze back, he could no longer see the lieutenant general.

Ling Ziyue's heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword, and the pain was numb.

"Let them in." Ling Ziyue's voice was inaudible.

The generals around him heard it and shouted, "Retire for the time being!" ”

The sound of gold sounded, and the Song army quickly retreated.

The Liao Iron Cavalry encountered the most stubborn resistance since entering the country, and saw that the Song army was about to retreat after the death of the general who rushed to the front, at this time Kenben did not doubt that it was there, and then chased closely, and all the martial artists went straight to Ling Ziyue!

Many of these martial artists were not under the control of the Liao Imperial Court, and the reason why they would participate in the war so hard was completely because of Ling Ziyue's head.

The court of the Liao State issued a price code, but whoever can take Ling Ziyue's head will be rewarded with 200,000 taels, and the king of the border will be sealed, and the three mansions will be set aside as fiefs, hereditary replacement!

The territory of Liao is wide, but there are not many big cities that can be called "mansions", and Sanfu means that you can have a very objective area of land.

Ling Ziyue led his troops to retreat quickly, and soon reached the edge of the forest where An Jiu was.

The martial artists of the Liao Kingdom were in hot pursuit, seeing that the glory and wealth were in front of them, how could they let go easily!

At the same time as Ling Ziyue stopped, many Song army crossbowmen suddenly appeared in the surrounding grassland, and the rain of arrows instantly swept towards the Liao State martial artists.

No matter how high the martial arts are, they can't stand up to such a dense number of arrows, even if some internal cultivation masters can hold back for a while. But the horses under him cannot.

For a moment the horses neighed, and the instinct for survival drove them around, but they soon fell.

The martial artists at the forefront had already killed and injured more than half of them in just half a cup of tea.

More than a dozen ninth-order martial artists rushed through the rain of arrows and approached Ling Ziyue.

An Jiu quickly took out a bottle of poison and poured it on a feather arrow, and opened his bow to release an arrow at the martial artist who rushed to the front.

For her, at such a close distance, it was absolutely impossible to miss, so a series of movements flowed smoothly without the slightest pause.

When the other party saw the arrow, he sneered, raised his knife and wanted to blow it away, but the knife full of anger touched the arrow cluster, making a sharp and piercing sound, but he underestimated the strength of this arrow, and used seventy percent of his strength to only push it away less than a foot, at this time the tip of the arrow was already close, and it was too late to force it back!

He violently erupted all over his body, forming a protective shield similar to Chu Dingjiang, and the arrow was deflected by Gang Qi, and it was dangerously brushed against his neck, not even touching the armor, but he didn't notice that a drop of water fell on his shoulder, mixed with the blood on the armor and penetrated down the gap.

It was the remnant night of poison poured on the arrows in a large amount of Anjiu's urgency.

This was not in An Jiu's plan, and it was even more unexpected by Ling Ziyue! He saw the fierce man leap into the air, when suddenly a fierce cry came out, and puffs of black smoke rose from the armor, and the armor fell empty on the grass.

The movements of the other martial artists were momentarily stagnant, but there was no room for hesitation in the rain of arrows all around. (To be continued......)