Suddenly, out of the corner of Wang Shen's eyes, he saw a flash of light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info In the midst of a skyrocketing fire, it's easy to get overlooked.

But at this time, he suddenly felt that a strong danger arose from his heart, and he didn't have time to look closely, so he subconsciously lowered it.

There was a "ding" sound, as if someone had hit him with a heavy punch, and his brain and marrow seemed to be shaken to pieces.

Then he saw a broken feathered arrow bounce aside.

It turned out that a cold arrow was shooting at his forehead just now. If it weren't for the hard training some time ago, the whole body and spirit had reached the peak state, and he made reasonable movements at the moment of life and death, Wang Shen was really shot by someone on the spot.

There was a loud angry roar from the other end: "Wang Shen, despicable villain! ”

looked up, but saw that over there, it was Yang Zaixing on a war horse.

His handsome face was distorted, and he was holding the surprisingly long bow in his hand, and he was slashing a feathered arrow more than a meter long towards the string.

Defeated by the Sizhou army twice in a row, and this time he lost so badly that the proud Yang Zaixing was already so angry that he was about to burn.

"Haha, Yang Zaixing, you are finally willing to appear, I thought you had escaped!" In the laughter, the arrow in Wang Shen's hand had already been shot.

But at this moment, he felt a pain in his abdomen, and it turned out that the enemy's feather arrow had already hit him.

Wang Shen was shocked in his heart, he had already known that Yang Zaixing had outstanding sword skills and was a first-class warrior in the world today. But he didn't want to, his archery skills were unusually good, at least not inferior to himself.

In fact, the Song army was dominated by bows and crossbows, and there were many township army organizations such as bow and arrow societies among the people, and there were many people who could shoot well. As far as the Song people are concerned, the most famous marksmen are Yue Fei, Li Cheng, Liu Qi, Wu Jie, and Wu Lin brothers. Among them, Liu Qi is the most obtaining, and it is said that once, the kettle of the military tent was full of water. Liu Qi shot an arrow, but the water in the pot did not move, and when the arrow was pulled out, the water did not stop. But he did not hurry, and shot another arrow, which blocked the first hole, and the water stopped flowing again. At this time, his archery skills became a myth in the army.

Liu Qi's archery Wang Shen has never seen it, but looking at the current Yang Zaixing, I am afraid that he is not weaker than himself.

was actually hit by the enemy at this moment, but Wang Shen was heavily armoured, and he was also wearing a rope soft armor inside, and when he was hit by this arrow, only a layer of oily skin was broken.

Of course, he was still taken aback and couldn't help but scream.

At this moment, Yang Zaixing on the opposite side also ate Wang Shen's arrow, was shot in the right chest, and was also blocked by heavy armor.

At that moment, the two of them were not polite, each grabbed an arrow in their left hand, and also used the same technique of arrows, shooting at the enemy without stopping.

The arrows were like meteors, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them were covered with white feather arrows, and they all screamed in pain.

"Protect the envoy!" Then the crowd cried out.

"Shhh The screams of the war horse came, and Wang Shen felt a lightness under him, and fell to the ground with a bang.

It turned out that the war horse had been shot through the head by Yang Zaixing with an arrow.

The armor on poor Wang Shen's body was too heavy, and as soon as he fell to the ground, he couldn't turn over and stand up.

Yang Zaixing was unwilling to let go of this opportunity, hung the longbow on his body, pulled out the red blood knife, and rushed towards him with a wild laugh.

Several of Wang Shen's guards shouted to meet them, only to hear a sonorous sound, the sabers in the hands of the soldiers were cut off in an instant, and then fell to the saddle with blood spurting all over, and they were carried by the crazy war horses and could no longer be seen.

The only one who blocked this knife was Feng Changqing, and the iron cutting in his hand was not inferior to the sharp weapon of red blood. But the whole body was still unreasonably bombarded off the horse by Yang Zaixing's vigorous force, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, fainting and unable to come back to his senses.

A large cloud of smoke and dust separated from Yang Zaixing's one person and one horse, and it seemed that this guy was simply an evil dragon walking in the sky with clouds and rain.

Wang Shen was still struggling to stand up, but how could he do it. He was bitter in his heart: Straight lady thief, this time Lao Tzu is really going to become Li Shimin Li Erlang of the Xuanwu Gate Change, but I don't know where Wei Chigong is?

Seeing that Wang Shen was like Xuanwu with his back to the sky, Yang Zaixing's eyes flashed with a smug smile, the knife in his hand was like lightning, and his crotch was like a war horse as if he was about to fly.

"Whew" a golden gourd struck, hitting his horse's head.

The crisp sound of fractures sounded, and Yang Zaixing was immediately pressed down by the dead war horse. He yelled angrily: "Who? ”

"Hugh wants to hurt my general!"

It was Yue Yun, the Beiwei army arrived at the critical moment, he held a handful of bones in his hand, and came with a surging armor, and rushed towards Yang Zaixing in a black pressure.

But at this moment, in the violent roar, the back warrior was bounced back as if electrocuted.

Wang Shen could see that Yang Zaixing's body suddenly tensed, and he turned the horse corpse open, ravaged and jumped up, and the red blood in his hand drew a crescent light in the air.

"Dang!" After forcing the others back, he was finally blocked by the bones in Yue Yun's hand.

"Get out!" Yang Zaixing roared loudly, and the leopard skin behind the helmet was windless and automatic, and he actually pushed Yue Yun back again and again with a knife.

Looking at Yue Yun's forehead, there were green tendons and roots on his forehead, and his face was full of sweat the size of soybeans.

Yang Zaixing is in his prime, and Yue Yun is just a thirteen-year-old boy, and his strength alone has been compared by others.

"Good, good boy!" Yang Zaixing suddenly retracted his knife, took a step back, and then slashed straight down.

Yue Yun's strength was in vain, and he was about to fold under the enemy's sword when he saw it. Fortunately, his martial arts foundation is good, and he does not retreat but advances in the electric light and stone fire, and his body suddenly turns, and he finally maintains the balance of his body.

However, the shoulder armor was cut open, and blood gushed out.

"Kill!" Behind the two, a large number of armor soldiers rushed forward, and the back warriors and the remnants of the Panwang army collided again.

These soldiers were all dressed in thick iron armor and wielded heavy weapons such as hammers, whips, and axes. I didn't care so much, I just slashed forward.

While chopping, hit with a shield and squeeze with a shoulder.

The ears were full of muffled snorts and scolding from the soldiers on both sides.

"Han dog!"

"Southern Barbarian!"

"Yao Dog!"

"Straight to your mother!"

It's a collision of steel and steel, a life-for-life fight. The warriors on both sides fell at great speed, but none of the elite backs and brave Panwang soldiers retreated.

Wang Shen was helped up by the soldiers, and he pulled his bow again and couldn't stop shooting forward. At the same time, Yang Zaixing also began shooting.

The two also know that each other's archery skills are between the best, and as the head of an army, they are both protected by armor soldiers with their bodies and shields, and if they want to hit each other, it is no longer possible to take the head of the general in a million army.

As a result, both sides unanimously targeted the enemy's officers and the best fighting men.