"Whoosh!"

The arrows got closer and closer, with a terrible whistling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The muzzle velocity of the light arrow is seventy or eighty meters per second, and the reaction from the launch to the person being shot is only in an instant, Yang He's pupils are dilated, and the side of his head is fierce, and the arrow grabs his ear, bringing a chill to the skin on the side of his ear.

The horses galloped, and the sound of horses' hooves was like a shower.

After Yang He, Jiu Ye and his party rushed down the official road, the horse thieves on Zhang Fangyu's side continued to fall into chaos, some faced Qian Likui's frontal assault horse team, some dealt with the surprise attack on the flank, and some bent their bows and arrows and shot arrows.

However, in the panic, their feather arrows were not accurate, and the eleven horsemen here were all non-idle.

Jiu Ye stretched out his right hand and grabbed an arrow shot in front of him, and he grasped it steadily, like grasping a straw.

That eyesight, the grasp of timing, are all wonderful.

Tongzhou 12 horses, booming all over the world, people say that the Qing army goes to the knife and arrow, 12 people are hand-to-hand, no one is injured, the ninth master is a member of the 12 horses, it is really extraordinary.

Behind him, his daughter Qian Sanniang grabbed an arrow, and his son Qian Lijue shot it down with a horse bow.

The rest of the dart masters either flashed or shot, and none of them were injured, and they were really knights trained by the ninth master, although they could not reach the level of the twelve horsemen in Tongzhou, but they were not general.

"Zhang Gong!"

The Ninth Master shouted.

Eleven war horses swept like a whirlwind, and in just a dozen breaths, they came to a dozen steps not far from the horse thief, which was the best riding and shooting distance.

Immediately, the eleventh rode one by one with bows and arrows, including Yang He.

Earlier, they all controlled the horse with their legs, and their left hand held the four or five power bows that were used as horse bows.

They immediately drew their bowstrings, and the dark clusters of arrows were pointed at the horse thief, each with a goal.

Yang He pulled the horse bow away, riding and shooting is not an easy task, riding on a horse and shooting arrows at rest, and trotting arrows, or even running arrows, and shooting directly or throwing, the difficulty is completely different.

Running and shooting arrows on undulating horseback, like firing a rifle on a bumpy truck, is very difficult and very accurate.

There are also different terrains, weather and wind directions, battlefield situations, etc., which will have an impact on mounted shooting.

It is not easy to draw the bow on a horse, in addition to the consideration of borrowing force, the most important thing is speed.

The division criteria for riding bows and foot bows are actually not so strict, the long bow can be ridden and shot, and the short bow can also be shot on foot, China's bows are not long, and they can be used immediately and stepped, Yang He can actually open a twelve-force Kaiyuan bow on a horse, but it takes many seconds to shoot an arrow.

Replaced by someone else's use of a small bow with weak pull, he has already shot three arrows and five arrows, and for the sake of firepower convenience, even if Yang He can open a hard bow, he will use the five-force bow on the horse.

Of course, Huang Zhong, Li Guang, Yue Fei, Qi Jiguang and other fierce generals are not among them, and they can open hard bows immediately, and they can also open bows left and right, and shoot fiercely.

Yang He took out a light arrow from his quiver and put it on his hand, and he bent his bow to aim at a bearded horse thief, who was shouting something.

The thieves were all wrapped in red turbans and wore red shirts, and although the capes were of different colors, the targets were clearly eye-catching.

Yang He aimed at his body, it was difficult to shoot on horseback, and he didn't play any tricks such as shooting at the door and throat, and directly shot at the larger part of the target.

"Collapse—"

The snap of the bowstring.

The eleven horsemen almost all of them were in the air on all fours under their crotches, and at the moment when they were relatively stable, they let go of their fingers.

The whistling of arrows, followed by the neighing of horses, and the screams of men, the desolate wails of some of the horse thieves' mounts, which fell to the ground like a landslide, and the screams of some of the horse thieves who fell off their horses.

Yang He could clearly see that he had hit the target.

His sharp arrow roared away, and with the power of his horse, it hit the left side of the ribs of the bearded horse thief, and if he was hit by a stone, the moment the horse thief was hit by the arrow, his body was shocked, and then he involuntarily fell backwards to the side, and fell all the way down the horse.

There is also the ninth master, who is worthy of being a member of the twelve horsemen of Tongzhou, after so many years, he can still play difficult actions and shoot people's eyes.

His arrows whizzed away.

"Poof—"

One of the thieves fell off his horse screaming, and then covered his left eye and howled bitterly.

and Qian Sanniang, a strong woman with long legs, is also very superb in riding and shooting.

She still shot the man in the throat on her horse, and the arrow whistled away, and she shot a horse thief tumbling out.

Qian Lijue's arrow also fell into the body of a horse thief.

There are other dart masters, or shoot people, or shoot horses, and they have a lot of gains.

They shot eleven sharp arrows from their bowstrings, and seven or eight horse thieves were killed or wounded.

This is a very remarkable achievement, you know, this is a mounted shooting, and the casualties are still horse thieves.

Eleven war horses swept past a dozen paces away like a whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye, a crowd of horse thieves turned on their backs, and they were even more panicked.

"Go around to the side."

The Ninth Master shouted loudly.

This place is still inconvenient to use, not far from the right is a swampy pond, riding and shooting the enemy, it is better to go to a wider space.

Going around to the side can also increase the psychological pressure of the horse thieves.

The horses' hooves rolled, and the eleven horsemen all controlled their horses with their legs, and continued to drive behind the horse thieves.

This side is full of packages and burdens, and all the people who have been coerced are gathered, women, children, young and strong, and there are a small number of guards and thieves.

The situation ahead, they all saw it in their eyes, or panicked, or surprised, seeing more than a dozen horsemen rushing forward, they immediately shouted one by one, and ran away.

Soon they escaped, freeing up a large space.

"Shoot!"

The ninth master shouted again.

Eleven horsemen bent their bows and arrows, and another rain of arrows roared away.

This time, although the arrow was shot from twenty paces away, the accuracy was still high, because many horse thieves had their backs to them.

"Whoosh-"

The arrow broke through the air, and Yang He calculated the wind force and angle, and then turned it into an instinctive movement in his hand.

The tightening sound of the bowstring, and the "poof" of his arrows pierced the back of a horse thief's heart.

The thief was shocked, silent, and rolled off his horse to the left side of the front.

This time, the ninth master, his daughter Qian Sanniang, was also the heart of the thief, and in the blink of an eye, there were six or seven casualties among the horse thieves.

Yang He and others rushed down from the official road, and in just this time, the horse thieves suffered casualties of fourteen or fifteen horsemen, and the loss rate was amazing.

In the past, Qian Likui and other dart masters rode horses to kill, and then Yang He and Jiu Ye rode and shot, and the panic and commotion of the horse thieves became even greater.

Eleven rode by like a whirlwind and ran to the southeast of the horse thieves, where many horse thieves and Qian Likui were already killed, and all the thieves shouted in horror.

"Go back."

The Ninth Master shouted again.

He controlled the horse with his legs and turned the horse's head, and rushed back, and all the dart masters followed, all of them cooperating tacitly.

Yang He has no problem riding and shooting, but he doesn't have that tacit understanding with them for the time being, but fortunately, he can keep up.

They came back round, and there was another rain of arrows, and the horse thieves suffered five or six more casualties, and the total number had reached twenty-one and two.

Yang He, Jiu Ye and his entourage rode and shot and made brilliant achievements.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that the horse thieves are in a panic and are generally stationary.

At this time, the horse thief's side also reacted, and the thief's first Zhang Fang Yu roared angrily, allowing one of his henchmen to step forward to meet and contain Yang He's party.

Soon twenty or thirty horsemen rushed out, led by a fierce and rough man, whom Yang He remembered had stepped on the body of the girl who had been thrown down.

These people rushed in, after all, they were regular bandits, guys who ate on horses all year round, and they were very experienced in all kinds of riding battles.

Finally reacted. (To be continued.) )