When the first arrow was about to hit him, Jiang Chuan suddenly jumped high from his horse, his toes lightly touched the horse's back, and the whole person soared into the air like a goshawk with suddenly spread its wings.

The arrow, which was supposed to have been shot in his chest, whizzed past his feet, and then plunged headlong into the clearing behind him, with a soft pop.

While dodging the first arrow, the other two arrows naturally missed and burrowed into the earth.

Everyone was stunned, and Liu Fangliang was also stunned, completely unexpectedly that his killer arrow would be dodged like this.

After being stunned, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to continue to draw the arrow, Jiang Chuan was in the air, and there was nowhere to borrow strength, this time to see where he was hiding.

But since Jiang Chuan dared to show off his skills so much in front of the two armies, he naturally wouldn't give him such a chance again.

When others were in the air, they had an extra bow and five arrows in their hands.

These five arrows were placed on the bowstring at the same time, and then the moment he opened the bow like a full moon, he flew out at the same time, and the target was Liu Fangliang at the head of the city.

At this time, the arrow in Liu Fangliang's hand at the head of the city had not yet had time to be issued.

He either continued to fire in the face of the danger of being hit, or he gave up and dodged.

When he hesitated, he was shocked to find that the five arrows were twice as fast as he had imagined, and they had already reached his eyes.

His eyes widened, and the expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost, and his face was full of incredulity.

He thought that his three arrows were already a stunt in the world, but he never expected to see the miracle of five arrows with his own eyes today.

No! This may not be called a miracle, but a miracle.

The so-called miracle is that I thought that no one in the world could do it, but it appeared in front of my eyes.

But the person who performed this miracle was a person who seemed impossible to others.

If this kind of miracle appeared to any of Jiang Chuan's generals, he would still be shocked and incredible, but it would definitely not be as shocked and unbelievable as it is now.

Li Zicheng was able to become the emperor of the Great Shun Kingdom, of course, not because he had the most brilliant martial arts and the best archery skills, but because he had that natural leadership temperament and strong personality charm that could gather countless people under his command.

When it comes to martial arts, Li Zicheng's ability is definitely not ranked among the generals under him.

It is impossible for the Ming Emperor to possess extraordinary martial arts and archery, and his status and power come from the inheritance of blood. In terms of personal strength, any small soldier, even a eunuch, can easily kill him.

The same was true of the Manchu and Mongol Tatars, who were known for their mounted archery, and the best warriors were often lower-class generals.

In the animal race, the strongest and most capable male is the boss. Among human beings, he is the most powerful, the most skillful, and the one with the best luck can become the boss.

The boss of the human race has never relied on the extraordinary force value of fighting alone, on the contrary, those who have extraordinary force value often become cannon fodder, the first to die.

Those who drown can swim, and Lu Bu is the best example of this.

Therefore, this famous King of Qin suddenly showed miraculous archery skills, which made him stunned for a moment and missed the best time to dodge.

He thought he was going to die, so he instinctively closed his eyes.

But the expected pain and death did not come as expected, and he heard the sound of arrows piercing the air from his ears, followed by a few short cries behind him, and the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

In the panicked shouts of the soldiers behind him, Liu Fangliang opened his eyes, lowered his head and looked back, only to find that six soldiers behind him had fallen to the ground with arrows.

Why six, because one arrow went through the throat of one person in front of him and into the eye socket of one person behind, and the other four were all arrows in the throat, and the arrow of each arrow passed through the throat and leaked out of the back of the neck.

Six people have already thrown themselves into the street and died.

One bow, five arrows, six dead!

Liu Fangliang's heart shook violently, his whole body was cold, and he felt that his blood was frozen.

He knew that the man had spared his life, otherwise he would have become a corpse with an arrow stuck in his throat like these people.

The lieutenant and the other soldiers were as dumbfounded as ducks that had been choked by the neck, and their faces were pale, as if the man and the horse under the city were like death, and they were too frightened to look at them.

Jiang Chuan had fallen back on horseback, and a calm voice came from a distance with great clarity, breaking the suffocating silence: "Just now this king cherished talent, if you are bent on death, then this king will also become all you." ”

After finishing speaking, he gently pulled the reins of the horse, and the flame horse under the crotch let out a long roar, and the person stood up, turned the horse's head, and carried Jiang Chuan towards the Jiang family's army in the big array, and the blood-red cloak flying behind him intersected with the war horse, like a cluster of burning flames, as if it could destroy everything in the world.

"King Qin is mighty! King Qin is mighty! King Qin is mighty! ”

"Surrender or die! Surrender or die! Surrender or die! ”

The officers and men of the three armies of the Jiang family army saw that their commander had completed such a domineering and chic miracle in front of the two armies, and the three armies shouted in unison, and the sound rolled towards the city like thunder, making the soldiers of the Dashun Army, who were already without the heart of war, even more heartbeat.

The desolate horn of the bull's horn had already sounded in the camp of the Jiang family's army, which was a prelude to preparing for the siege.

Liu Fangliang slowly stood up with difficulty with his sword, he felt that his whole body was weak, and his whole body's strength and courage were drained.

His eyes swept over the frightened and trembling soldiers around him, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything, and finally sighed weakly and muttered to himself: "Your Majesty, the last general is incompetent and can no longer be loyal to Your Majesty." These soldiers should not be sent to death with me, if you want to blame, blame the last general. ”

Then he turned to the deputy general behind him and smiled reluctantly, and said slowly: "Put up a white flag, even if I, Liu Fangliang, am worthy of my brothers." ”

The deputy general was stunned, but before he could ask for an understanding, he saw that the sword in Liu Fangliang's hand was already between his throats.

The adjutant general and the surrounding soldiers screamed in surprise and hurriedly pounced.

However, blood has spurted out of Liu Fangliang's throat, spraying the heads and faces of the people who pounced, and it is still spurting out.

Although the sword in his hand had been snatched away, Liu Fangliang's face was turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was due to the rapid blood loss.

A personal soldier held Liu Fangliang in his arms and cried out: "General, why are you suffering?" If you want to die, everyone will die together......"

Some people hurriedly tried to plug the wound in private, but they still couldn't stop the blood from the wound from gushing out one by one, and soon the placket was also dyed red.

Although Liu Fangliang's face was like gold paper, he smiled calmly, and said intermittently in a gradually faint voice: "Your Majesty treats me well, I can only repay my kindness with death." You're not like me, come down. King Qin is good, he should be kind to you. I am dead, and I am faithful. You still have to keep your filial piety and live well, brothers......"

Because his throat was cut, blood continued to pour into his trachea, and his speech began to become laborious, intermittent, and finally even slurred.

When the war drums under the city began to sound, Liu Fangliang, who was in the arms of his own soldiers, tilted his head and died completely.

A moment later, a huge white flag hung over the city, and in the late spring sun, it was blown by a sudden gust of wind.