Bend the bow and arrow. Twelve bows and twelve arrows rushed to the face, and Wang Fufu dodged to the side and found a pile of dirt as cover.

Li Dawei stood still and did not move, when the other party gave the order, there was no room for things to turn around, holding the crossbow of the divine arm, not moving like a mountain.

Shoot people and horses first, that's a loser.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, this can be had.

As soon as the crossbow machine was snapped, the bowstring made a bee-like 'buzz~' sound, and with a 'boom', the crossbow arrow directly penetrated the bandit leader and shot through.

The horse was still rushing forward, and the leader's body dragged along like this, and after a while he fell, trampled by the horses behind him, and died without a whole body.

Miscalculated.

It's just a group of bandits.,I thought that killing the leader of the other party would immediately fall apart.,Last time, after cleaning up the 'Big Bear', the team was integrated.。

There is a big difference between being well-trained and being a skirmisher. As soon as the leader was dead, the bandits behind him became even more courageous. Brutal battles are coming.

The arrows shot by the three hunting bows are negligible, and there is no strength in front of them, and the other nine are genuine strong bows, which fall down from the horse team that charges ahead, and the covering shots, which are not very accurate, are more difficult to dodge.

In order to snipe the ringleader, Li Dawei lost the best opportunity to escape.

Seeing the direction of the arrow, he dodged left and right, and one of them just brushed his body.

Before he could breathe, the sound of the bowstring sounded again, and Li Dawei rolled backwards and quickly hid behind the stones, poof, and the arrow only shot into the place where he was standing just now.

Is this a fucking horse thief? Regular troops do not necessarily have this level of tacit understanding. After two waves of arrows, the horses were already close in sight, and the 'troops' behind began to charge forward.

I didn't have time to regret that I didn't take out the 'Zhuge Repeater' or the lump of dirt, and the horse thief's knife had already swept over. The terrible thing about cavalry is the speed, there is no need to cut at all, using the speed of the horse, holding the knife in his hand can cut everything that is blocked.

The other party was smiling. Li Dawei looked at it blankly like a fool, and saw the knife light sweeping towards his neck. Squatted suddenly, the blade swept over his head, and Li Dawei bounced up again. jumped too high, put his arms around the other man's neck, and dragged him off the horse.

A roll, avoiding the horse's hooves behind, pulled out the three-edged thorn on the leg with his right hand, and pierced the opponent's neck while the opponent was still a little dizzy when he fell off the horse.

Pulling out the three-edged thorn, a stream of blood arrows spewed out of Lao Gao, and then dodged the knife swinging from behind again.

Seven horses, two of the owners were killed by Li Dawei, the remaining five eyes were red, four were aimed at Li Dawei, and the other target was Wang Fuli.

Wang Fuli ran away, this is looking for death, can he pass the horse as fast as he can?

Li Dawei roared, "Brother Wang, don't run, 'Big Tiger'." Wang Fuli just subconsciously wanted to run, and when he heard Li Dawei shouting 'Big Tiger', he suddenly reacted that he was no longer what he used to be.

No matter how fast the horse is, can it be as flexible as the 'Big Tiger'? can survive the toss of the big tiger, and the pressure he is facing now is not too great.

Wang Fuli rolled and dodged the knife on his horse's back. The bandit on horseback has good technique, as soon as he pulls the reins, the horse's legs stand forward, stop the momentum of the forward rush, one turns back, and the two hooves step down. Wang Fuli rolled continuously on the ground, dodging over. The horse thief swung his knife and slashed down, and Wang Fuli could only roll under the horse's belly. Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a three-edged thorn and stabbed the horse's belly.

The horses were in pain, jumping high, and the hooves were kicking wildly, and Wang Fuli was almost kicked, and he dodged with a roll.

The bandit could no longer control the horse, and was thrown down, Wang Fuli stepped forward, his left hand blocked the opponent's right hand with the knife, and the three-edged thorn pierced through the opponent's jaw and penetrated through the brain. Li Dawei said that this will 'die in seconds'.

The wounded horse ran like crazy in pain. The bloodletting groove on the triangular thorn made its wound unhealable, and the blood continued to shoot out, and the horse's speed became slower and slower, and finally it staggered a few steps and fell to the ground with a thud, its legs still twitching.

Li Dawei's situation is much more dangerous. Four horses, four men, and four knives slashed around him. He dodged left and right, rolled on the ground, drilled under the belly of the horse, and as soon as he came up, a knife slashed at him, and so on whack-a-mole. He didn't think about killing horses, these were laborers.

Drilled to the outermost side, the three-edged thorn in his hand stabbed the opponent's waist like lightning, and then rolled to dodge the opponent's desperate counterattack. The speed of the horse thief is always a beat slower, Li Dawei is becoming more and more calm, and the horse thief is becoming more and more frightened.

Leaning against the mountain, Li Dawei moved the other horse sideways with the person by half a meter, and fell to the ground with a bang, the opponent's center of gravity was too high.

Before the other party's accomplice could remedy it, Li Dawei's three-edged thorn had already pierced the opponent's chest. The remaining two people only then reacted, seven brothers, and now only the two of them are left.

The retreat rose sharply, and the horse turned his head to flee. Li Dawei got up, took a few steps, caught up with the horse behind him, grabbed the horse's tail, jumped on the horse's back with his strength, and wrapped his left hand around the opponent's neck from behind. The right hand flips the wrist, and the three-edged thorn changes from a front grip to a reverse grip, from the opponent's abdomen upwards, straight through the heart, 'instant kill'.

Push the dead thief off the horse, grab the reins, and speed up the pursuit of the last horse thief who escaped on horseback.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

On horseback, Li Dawei was embarrassed to find that he didn't seem to know how to ride a horse. The horse had run well, but as soon as he pulled the reins, he stopped. What was even more embarrassing was that the infantry behind had already rushed over, just twenty meters away in front.

A roll, Li Dawei dismounted and hid on the side of the horse's body. The other party learned to be obedient this time, no longer rushed forward, twelve bows bent the bow and arrows, and shot at Li Dawei. At such a close distance, Li Dawei had no pressure on one or two arrows, and these twelve arrows were overwhelming, and it could only be that this horse was unlucky, like a hedgehog.

In a crisis, the 'opportunity' will be in the 'danger'.

At a distance of more than 20 meters, the danger is indeed very great, but there is a greater chance, if the action is fast enough, the opponent only has time to shoot an arrow.

At the moment of life and death, a decision was made in an instant, and as soon as this round of arrow rain ended, Li Dawei rushed out.

At a distance of about 20 meters, in two or three seconds, the archers were still drawing arrows, and Li Dawei had already rushed to him. The team was already uneven, and now it is even more chaotic.

Li Dawei knocked the nearest bandit into the air, and the flying bandit brought down four or five accomplices behind. Archers have an advantage over long range, and melee combat is a disadvantage. Li Dawei's flexibility in fighting with the 'big tiger' and wild boar in the mountains was fully displayed. The first blow is fatal, and the bloodletting characteristics of the three-edged thorn do not need a second hit.

Without tacit teamwork, more people do not necessarily have a big advantage. By the time Wang Fuli rushed here, of the twelve archers, Li Dawei had already put down seven. The big black man was very dazed, he rushed over with a mace, but he did not join the battle group, but watched from the outside, as if he was sweeping the formation.

The archers are very well equipped, there are knives, and they are still standard, but Li Dawei is too fast, and he has no chance to draw his knife until this time. There were fifteen people left in the opponent plus the big black one, well, there was another one, and the one who fled on horseback ran around and back.

There was a clear difference between the opposing sides: the remaining archers stood in a row with standard swords in their hands. The weapons of the bandit leader and the other eight people last time were messy, and they looked like they were about to run.

The bandits, who were on horseback, shouted, "Silly big man, kill that kid and give you meat to eat." ”

The big black man hesitated, scratching his head, "My mother won't let me kill good people"

The thief shouted, "Brother Scar who gave you food was killed by him, what a good man he is." ”

"That's right!" The big black man brandished his mace, "You're not a good person, I can kill you"

The mace carried the sound of the wind, and smashed it on Li Dawei's head, if it was smashed, it would definitely turn into meat puree. Li Dawei turned sideways, and the mace smashed to the ground with the sound of the wind, and a big pit appeared on the ground, and the mace sank into a small half, and the mace brought the wind to blow across his face.

Li Dawei hesitated. The other party is not a 'big bear', but he looks too similar to a 'big bear', and the two must have something to do with it.

The opponent missed a blow, pulled out a mace, and swept again, Li Dawei quickly retreated two steps, inhaled and closed his abdomen, and narrowly avoided it.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other party's center of gravity had just shifted over, Li Dawei rushed over like a cheetah. The speed plus the weight of the whole body, as well as the dark strength of hard training, 'sticking to the mountain', the other party was suddenly knocked out with the inertia of his mace. A big man of more than 2 meters and a weight of more than 200 meters was knocked away by Li Dawei by more than 2 meters.

Crashed to the ground, the ground trembled.

The bandit was dumbfounded, this stupid big man was a big killer, and there was never an enemy under his hands. It's not that Li Dawei is powerful, it's more that the black big man has his own strength, and when the mace was thrown over, it was fully used by Li Dawei.

The big black man spit out the mud and grass in his mouth, got up, picked up the mace that fell on the ground, and rushed over again with a whoow scream, looking at the bandits not far away, Li Dawei's killing intent rose sharply.

Looking at the big black man who was getting closer and closer, Li Dawei's right hand holding the three-edged thorn first loosened slightly, and then clenched it violently, about to launch a thunderous blow.

A broken gong voice came from a distance, "Fourth, I can find you"