Yang He saw that these people were swarming, and there was no formation, but compared to the ordinary refugee team here, the fierce aura was greatly exceeded. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He looked around and saw that all the people in the army looked nervous, and the hands holding the sticks and weapons were also white, and he said sharply: "There are inhuman bandits on the other side, if you don't want your wives and daughters to become food playthings, you will kill the thieves to the death!" ”

Qi Youxin's face turned red, and he shouted hoarsely: "Kill the thief!" ”

All the young men roared, they had no way out, behind them were their families, wives and daughters.

The movement of this side made the bandits who were pressing for a moment, and then they disdained it, and the refugee teams they plundered were not one or two, many of which had made more movement than these people before the war, and were still defeated by them with a single blow.

The people over there were howling and screaming, and they thought it was just a death throe.

They still grinned and kept walking at a slightly faster pace than normal.

The average person can walk 1.2 meters per second, and their speed is about 1.5 meters per second, which is obviously out of consideration for saving physical strength.

Yang He estimated that they might charge after approaching thirty or forty paces, and this gang of bandits obviously did not have a fighting experience once or twice, and they knew some basic combat tricks.

He looked at the four horse thieves, still standing in the distance, and he shouted, "Minister." ”

Minister Yang replied in front of him: "Yes, young master." ”

He suddenly took out his small bow, and when the horse thief came running, he deliberately hid the double insertion, just to give these bandits a sudden blow.

He took out a light arrow from his quiver, drew his bow, and aimed at the crowd approaching, about eighty paces. With a small bow of fifty pounds and a distance of up to a hundred paces, the gang of bandits was already within the range he could easily throw.

"Whoosh."

With the vibrating sound of the bowstring, a fifty-gram arrow was thrown out, and it sliced through the air lightly, and after flying high into the air, it fell smoothly under the action of the arrow feathers, and fell face to face of a bandit.

The thief was holding a club, and he was still a little stunned when he saw the arrows falling on his head, and his expression was incredulous, where did the bow and arrow come from on the other side?

Before he could react, the arrow fell with great inertia, and the cluster of arrows cut through his cheek, and the dripping blood splattered out like that.

"Ahh

The bandit immediately covered his face and howled, and the club in his hand was thrown away by him.

The thieves who were smiling were all stunned, what's the matter, there are bows and arrows on the other side?

Before they could come to their senses, another arrow whistled down and struck the chest of one of the bandits, who was dressed in thick cotton clothes, and the arrows did not penetrate deep into the flesh, and still hurt so much that he jumped to his feet, screaming and scolding loudly.

The bouncing sound of the bowstring did not stop, Minister Yang threw at an even speed, and the arrows roared out, these bandits did not wear armor, basically did not have a shield, and the people gathered densely, with Minister Yang's archery, even if the hit rate was very poor, there were constantly bandits shot by him.

The screams kept ringing out, and these bandits had at most a cotton jacket, which was usually an ordinary cloth coat, how could they block the damage of arrows?

Light arrows were driven into their bodies, and for a moment they panicked.

Suddenly, a bandit fell to the ground violently, he covered his neck and rolled desperately on the ground, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, a dark and heavy arrow cluster peeked out from the back of his neck, but it was shot through the neck by Minister Yang.

The surrounding bandits watched with pale faces as the man struggled on the ground.

Seeing that he opened his mouth wide, but because of the wound caused by the trachea, he could only make a snoring sound. The excruciating pain caused him to roll on the ground, bubbling blood spilling from the wound, leaving beach marks on the ground as he rolled, which was truly shocking.

This is the second person to be shot by Minister Yang, if the bandit who was shot in the face at the beginning could still live, this person would definitely not live.

For a while, in the face of Minister Yang's bow and arrow, many bandits were at a loss, and some wanted to escape.

After all, they are bandits, not tenacious fighters, even if they are lucky not to be shot, but if they are not treated and lose too much blood, they are also in danger of life.

If you're unlucky, the artery will be cut by an arrow, and you'll bleed to death.

Seeing that Minister Yang just threw it, it caused huge psychological pressure on the other side, Yang He nodded secretly, and many young women and children cheered.

Yang He looked at the other side expectantly, under normal circumstances, these bandits should have been defeated and fled.

Suddenly the four horse thieves moved, and they scattered in two and two in two.

Among them, the group of horse thieves wrapped in red turbans and wearing blue folded scarves actually took out bows and arrows, and Yang He's heart sank.

Seeing that the two horse thieves wearing red tasseled felt hats also began to run slowly, spying on the loopholes in their own formation, one of them took out a bow again, and Yang He's heart sank, knowing that he had encountered the biggest crisis since the crossing.

At this time, on the side of the step thief, the sword and shield hand roared, and the sword flashed, and the head of a bandit who was just about to escape flew into the sky.

There was also a bandit who fled backwards with a loud cry, and the sword and shield hand was just about to chase after him, when there was a strong sound of arrows, and the bandit fell backwards to the ground.

An arrow went through his mouth, and the arrow came out of his head, and the bandit didn't scream, but fell to the ground and convulsed.

But it was the horse thief with the bow in the red tasseled felt hat, and after he had finished shooting the arrow, he put it away as if he had nothing to do, as if he thought that it was not necessary to use his bow and arrow against the refugee team on this side of the Yang River.

Although it is not easy to replenish the arrows in this era of scarcity, the horse thief is obviously confident in capturing the refugee team in front of him.

Yang He's heart froze, and when he heard the voice, he knew that the pulling force of Fang Cai's bow had exceeded eighty pounds, reaching the standard of a lower force bow.

After the sword and shield hand of the bandit on the opposite side roared a few times, the bandits, who knew that they could not escape, looked fierce again, they let out a beastly howl, raised the club weapons in their hands, and rushed towards this side.

Instead of 1.5 meters per second at a foot speed slightly faster than a normal walk, they charge at a speed of four or five meters per second, and by the final confrontation, the speed may reach six or seven meters per second.

Seeing the bandits rushing wildly, the faces of the refugees here turned pale, and Minister Yang also stopped shooting, the bandits rushed down so wildly, the hit rate of the projectile was negligible, and they could only wait for them to rush into thirty or forty steps before shooting directly.

The horse thief, wrapped in a red turban, and the blue scarf, began to trot a hundred paces away, and then the sound of the bowstring rattled and arrows whistled and hurled.

Listening to the sound of the bow and the arrow, there were about five or six forces, and the strength of the bow reached sixty pounds or more.

Like those bandits, the refugee team here is very poorly protected, and they stand more densely, and they can't move, and after the arrows of the two horse thieves came, they immediately screamed and snorted in pain, and from time to time someone was shot, whether it was the young man in front, or the women and children in the back, old and young.

"Hoo ......"

An arrow came towards Yang He's head, and he hurriedly swung his knife away.

Suddenly, the little girl's miserable cry, and then Zhao Zhongju cried loudly: "My daughter." ”

But it was her second daughter Qi Wande who was hit by an arrow in the face, bleeding profusely, and looking very terrible.

Zhao Zhongju howled and cried, seeing an arrow piercing his daughter's right face, the little girl was in great pain, heartbreaking, even the crying tone changed, she cried and wanted to pull out the arrow.

Yang He shouted: "All those who are hit by the arrow should not pull out the arrow, first break the shaft of the arrow, and bandage it roughly...... Zhao Zhongju, Sun Zhaodi, open the iron pot, all the quilts, blankets are all open......"

He secretly hated that there was no shield in his heart, otherwise he could block it somewhat.

It's a pity that this little girl, even if she doesn't die, will definitely break her appearance, which will form a big obstacle to her future life and marriage.

He didn't let him pull out the arrow, because he was afraid of tetanus, or causing secondary injury, and he might lose too much blood after pulling out the arrow, and at the same time he was quite worried about the safety of his younger brothers and sisters behind, so he asked Sun Zhaodi and others to open the pot.

The two thieves were still running slowly, throwing and arrows whizzing.

As a perennial horse thief, the bow and arrow is their food capital, all of them are very skilled in archery, listen to the sound of the bowstring ringing constantly, and it is a small bow known for its arrow speed.

Yang He was secretly angry in his heart, such arrows were shot one after another, and just standing and being beaten would damage the morale of the army too much.

Although as long as it is not critical, there will be no fear of life for a while after being shot, but after a long time, excessive blood loss is also very dangerous.

Especially if it is shot in the heart, liver, lungs, stomach and other vital places, it will be even more life-threatening.

Listening to the tense sound of a bowstring, a rain of arrows flew over, but it was about to meet each other, and the two horse thieves made a final rapid fire.

At least six or seven arrows fell on the head, and the iron pot behind them made a clanging sound, and some landed beside Yang He.

Suddenly, a young man in front of him on the left covered his eyes and screamed loudly, blood kept spilling from his fingers, but it was an arrow in his left eye.

There were already several young men in front of them who had been hit by arrows, but they all broke the shafts of the arrows and gritted their teeth, but this person was one of the new entrants, and he was very unlucky to be shot in the vital point.

Seeing the miserable appearance of this person, and the bandits in front of him rushed closer and closer, all of them looked hideous and terrifying, a young man in front of Yang He suddenly collapsed, he threw down the stick in his hand, shouted and fled to the rear, with a commotion of the people around him.

Yang He's expression was cold, he took a step, and with a wave of the long knife in his hand, the sound of the bones being cut off, the young head flew into the sky, and the blood spread like a fountain.

"Death to those who retreat!"

Yang He shouted.

There were a few screams and cries of women in the back, and then they forced themselves to endure themselves, but it was the young family members.

This person Yang He actually remembered that after drinking the broth that day, he said that he would swear to follow him to the end, but he forgot everything under fear.

Qi Youxin's body trembled, he had already heard his daughter's cry in the rear, he was extremely angry, and roared: "Fight to the death and never retreat, fight with these thieves!" ”

The bandits rushed with great ferocity, shouting, and soon they were within thirty paces.

Minister Yang suddenly shot a series of fierce shots, and at this moment, he gave full play to the speed of fire of the small bow, and in a distance of more than twenty steps, a large number of bandits rolled to the ground.