Chapter 3 Riding Archery (Three More Collections)

The short cavalry stopped laughing and said, "You dare to stand up and resist, you are a warrior, in this case, I will give you a warrior's way of death!"

He took out a short knife from his arms and threw it on the ground, then flew off the horse, holding a scimitar in his hand, and motioned with his eyes for Xiao Lucheng to pick up the short knife. Fight him one-on-one.

The herdsmen around couldn't help but cheer when they saw this scene, no matter what tribe the herdsmen on the grassland admired, the most admired was the powerful warriors, especially the warriors who dared to show their bravery!

Xiao Lucheng snorted, stepped forward and took the short knife in his hand, gave Gao Cheng a look, and then roared loudly, and rushed towards the short man, the short knife stabbed, tearing the air and whistling.

When he was in his hometown, he invited a lot of instructors to practice fists and feet, and after all these years of tempering, he had rich combat experience.

After Xiao Lucheng made a move, the short man's face suddenly changed, he didn't expect that the other party was actually a powerful warrior, he gritted his teeth tightly, revealing a fierce look, and with a bang, the scimitar in his hand instantly slashed forward, ignoring the short knife that stabbed him, and was ready to fight to kill the other party even if he was injured.

Gao Cheng, who was watching the battle not far away, shrank his eyes, and he sensed that the aura of the short man was not too strong, and it should not be Xiao Lucheng's opponent, but as soon as the two of them made a move, it was a killing move, and until the end, he was not sure of his judgment.

"Hey!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Lucheng's mouth, and the short knife in his hand crossed the arc in mid-air, changing direction, just right to block the inevitable passage of the opponent's scimitar.

The sound of weapons clashing rose one after another, splashing a little cold light. In just a few breaths, Xiao Lu made more than a dozen moves with the other party. The herdsmen and Han captives watching the battle around held their breath, and when they saw such a fierce battle, they didn't even dare to breathe, lest it affect the two of them.

"Give it to me!" Xiao Lucheng used his arm to force his strength, relying on his strong body and strength, and forced the short man to retreat, and then twisted the short knife and knocked down the scimitar in the opponent's hand. Then he kicked the scimitar in the direction where Gao Cheng was.

"Brother Cheng, let's do it together!"

As soon as Gao Cheng stretched out his hand, he grabbed the scimitar in his hand, and his face showed helplessness, he was not sure to avoid the pursuit of hundreds of cavalry at all now. However, Xiao Lucheng has already started and can only fight.

"It's not good, they're going to run! Let's go up and kill them!" the short man immediately stabilized his body after being shaken back by the powerful force, and hurriedly shouted when he saw this scene.

Seeing this, the surrounding cavalry divided into a group of horses, and the hooves of the horses trampled the earth, and the scimitars were clear. There were also several cavalrymen who took out their bows and arrows, ready to shoot at any time.

Gao Cheng's eyes tightened, he jumped to the nearest cavalryman, raised his scimitar and cut the knight over, and then turned over on his horse.

"Well, with bows and arrows in hand, why not be afraid of these cavalry!"

Gao Cheng found two pots of feather arrows and a longbow from his horse, and couldn't help laughing, his most powerful thing is the skill of bows and arrows, with a bow and arrows in hand, he can exert his strength to the limit.

Seeing more than a dozen cavalry coming vertically and horizontally, Gao Cheng immediately bent his bow and drew arrows, with two swishs, the streamer roared, and the two feathered arrows shot through the chests of the two cavalrymen who rushed to the front.

Xiao Lucheng's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "It turns out that Brother Cheng'er, you are also proficient in riding and archery, it's really good!"

The short man seemed to have some status in this tribe, and his eyes were on fire, staring at Xiao Lucheng and Gao Cheng, revealing a bitter killing intent. A series of orders came out of his mouth, and more than a dozen tribal cavalrymen picked up their bows and arrows, brushed and brushed, and a dozen feathered arrows covered the two of them all around.

Gao Cheng's eyes were quick, and he pushed away all the feather arrows that were shot in front of him, and then he heard a snort, and quickly turned his head to look, Xiao Lucheng was hit by an arrow in the thigh, the scar on his face twitched fiercely, and he forcibly held back the severe pain with a low roar. One pulled the arrow out of his leg and rolled around on the ground, hiding behind something that was still on the ground just now, and luckily didn't get shot into a hedgehog.

Boom, Gao Cheng rode forward, sent two arrows in a row, and killed two more tribal cavalry, so frightened the remaining few tribal cavalry that they hurriedly pulled the reins, not daring to get too close. With a bow and arrow in hand, Gao Cheng used the strength of one person to suppress more than a dozen fierce tribal cavalry.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Gao Cheng came to Xiao Lucheng's side and swept his eyes, and saw that the other party still had the power to act, so he flew off the horse.

"Brother Lu Cheng, you get on the horse first, and our brothers will go out together today!" Gao Cheng said. His strength alone with a bow and arrow is too weak, and with Xiao Lucheng's help, he hopes to rush out.

Xiao Lucheng gasped twice, and without saying a word, he turned on his horse, and the hundreds of tribal cavalry in the distance thought that they could kill two Han slaves with a small team, but they didn't expect that the target was two super strong warriors.

Hundreds of tribal cavalry watched their own people being killed, and they were furious, and under the leadership of a burly red-faced man, they rushed over with a loud roar. Hundreds of cavalry charged, with astonishing momentum and unstoppable.

"Urigen! Kill them!"

"Kill these Han slaves and avenge the warriors of our tribe!"

There were also two or three thousand tribal herdsmen nearby, who shouted and cheered for their own warriors when they saw this scene. Only the family members of the tribal cavalry who were shot by Gao Cheng lay on the ground and cried. Looking at Gao Cheng and the other Han captives, their eyes were full of hatred.

"Wu Rigen, is this the name of this red-faced man? is he the leader of this tribe?" Gao Cheng's eyes froze, the aura on this red-faced man was much stronger than Xiao Lucheng. It seems to be an enemy that will not be easy to deal with.

He hurried over to a warhorse, which was the mount of a short man. At this time, the short man reacted, everything happened too fast, from the weapon in his hand was shot down to the other party shot over more than a dozen of his own cavalry in a row, but it was only a short moment.

In order to kill two Han slaves, the warriors of more than a dozen tribes were sacrificed, which was really worth the loss. At this moment, he had a trace of remorse in his heart, if he had known that such a consequence would happen, he would never show his demeanor, and he gave Xiao Lucheng the opportunity to snatch the weapon one-on-one.

When the short man saw that his mount was about to fall into the hands of the enemy, his face immediately turned red and his fists clenched, for for the man of the steppe, the war horse and the bow and arrow were his second life. The other party snatched his war horse, which was trampling on his dignity.

"Come with me, you can't let these two slaves get on the horse!" the short man roared, snatched the scimitar from the hand of his companion, and rushed towards Gao Cheng desperately.

He had just seen that Gao Cheng's bow and arrow skills were even more powerful than those of the archers on the grassland, and if he let the other party mount and shoot on horseback, the warriors of the tribe would pay a greater price.