When a group of Turkic cavalry released arrows, they were thirty or forty zhang away from Zhang Xinzu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This is not far away, but it is not close. If it is replaced by the Tang Dynasty Shooting Army, the two-stone step bow is opened, and Zhang Xin will not escape death even if he is a god at this distance. Fortunately, the range of the short bow used by this cavalry is only thirty or forty zhang, and the strength of the feather arrow has declined at this time, which is said to be the end of the strong crossbow can not wear Lu Min, so Zhang Xinzhang's two horse lances can be waved to knock down the attacking arrows one by one, and hundreds of sharp arrows rain in a round of arrows, but none of the feather arrows fell on Zhang Xin and Zhang Xi.

Zhang Xin was fine with his second lance, but the handsome Taoist Zhao Qingning was much more embarrassed, and a three-foot long sword couldn't protect his whole body no matter what, not to mention that there was an unconscious Zhao Xuanli? After a round of arrow rain, Zhang Xin saw Zhao Qingning's legs and countless arrows densely inserted into his left arm. There was also a feather arrow that shot down Zhao Qingning's Dao crown, and a beautiful hair fell down.

"," Zhao Qingning's hair was scattered, and Zhang Xinden saw that this Taoist priest was clearly an extremely beautiful girl. was already unhappy with the Turks, but now he was even more disgusted, and secretly scolded, "These bastards are too ruthless, kill everyone yourself!" It's such a beautiful girl who kills, it's really half inhumane, and she's extremely animal! The scolding continued, Meng Weizhen had already hurriedly come up and dragged Zhang Xin's sleeve, "Brother, go away!" Zhang Xin raised his eyes and looked, only to find that a horseback bow in the Turkic cavalry formation was about to release a round of feather arrows, and he originally wanted to see if he could save Zhao Qingning's life, but now he saw that he was unable to protect himself, so he had to hurriedly grab Zhang Xi, and the three of them ran under the stone beam with their lives. As for Zhao Qingning, let's ask for more blessings.

Seeing that the three of them had retreated from the stone beam, the Turkic commander had already gone out of the range of the cavalry bow, waved the flag, and then divided a cavalry squad from the cavalry formation and rushed towards the stone beam like an arrow.

This Turkic horseman's riding skills are really worthy of the four words of climbing to the peak, this stone beam is three or five zhang long, no more than one zhang wide, and there are bottomless mountain streams on both sides. Ordinary people walk on it and still feel sorry for themselves, but this Turk man gallops on it without slowing down, and it is no different from the flat ground.

Meng Weizhen heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and when he looked back, he saw more than a dozen cavalry grabbing the stone beam, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, the tiger leaping stream was the last pass in the south of Baihua Ling, and there was no danger in the upper ridge here. Immediately shouted: "Brother Zhang will go first, I will go back when I go!" With that, he rushed back to the stone beam with a pair of copper hammers.

The group of Turks who rushed to the stone beam saw that Meng Weizhen was back to die, and they all smiled cruelly, and with a neat sound of drawing their swords, a scimitar appeared in the hands of a group of Turkic cavalry with a cold light.

Meng Weizhen turned a blind eye to the incoming cavalry, with an angry roar of "ah", his legs jumped hard, jumped into the air, raised his double hammer and smashed it hard, with a loud "pong" sound, the stone chips on the stone beam flew one after another, and deep cracks appeared on the bluestone stone beam, and the stone chips fell down with "rustling". Under the violent earthquake on the bridge deck, the cavalry sat down and the horses were in a panic, and two of the horses slipped under their feet, and the cavalry on horseback fell into the mountain stream with a scream.

A group of Turkic cavalry did not expect Meng Weizhen to destroy the bridge, and Qi Qi was shocked. The cavalry in the front row kicked the war horses with all their might, and the condor archers in the rear team bent their bows and arrows one by one, and in an instant, more than a dozen sharp arrows rushed straight to Meng Weizhen's door with a whistling sound.

The feathered arrows shot by these more than ten condor archers were fast and urgent, far better than the soft feathered arrows of ordinary cavalry. Although Meng Weizhen saw the trajectory of the feather arrow clearly, he didn't have time to react in his hand. I had to secretly scream, "My life is over!" "Subconsciously close your eyes.

Just as he was closing his eyes and waiting for death, he heard the wind flashing in his ears, and Zhang Xin's voice came again, "Third Master speed!" When he opened his eyes, it turned out that Zhang Xin had killed him back at some point, and with a wave of his long lance, more than ten feather arrows were all thrown to the ground. Meng Wei shook his heart and said: "Lao Tzu owes you another life." But he also knew that this was not the time to speak, so he shouted loudly, and the double hammer smashed on the stone beam again.

The stone beam was hammered twice, but it could no longer withstand it, and it broke in two with a "click". Zhang Xin had already prepared, grabbed Meng Weizhen's collar and jumped out of the stone beam, the Turkic cavalry on the stone beam was miserable, and they all screamed and fell down the mountain stream like dumplings. Only the knight who took the lead was extremely brave, and at the moment when the stone beam broke, he jumped out of the stone beam with the war horse under his crotch. But he didn't have a stable foothold, Zhang Xin put a hammer on the horse's chest, "Go down!" "Pity this group of Turkic knights, everyone is one of the most brave warriors among the Turks, and they died in the Tiger Leaping Stream.

When the Turkic cavalry had just come up to the beam, Zhao Qingning knew that it was not good. From the round of arrow rain just now, it was known that the Turks would trample him and Zhao Xuanli into pulp instead of letting him die. At the moment, he was in a hurry, jumped up, but his right hand flashed out with lightning, only to hear a soft sound of "bang", and the bluestone that was stronger than steel was actually under Zhao Qingning's sword, and it didn't reach the handle. Zhao Qingning's right hand firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, and his whole body suddenly swayed and hung outside the stone beam.

Before he could catch his breath, the stone beam broke with a "click". Zhao Qingning couldn't help but scold "bad luck", and his right hand suddenly exerted force, turning over the stone beam again. It just so happened that a Turkic knight screamed and fell at his feet, Zhao Qingning's eyes lit up, his feet stomped heavily on the chest of the Turkic man, and the whole person rose into the sky, and the unlucky Turkic man had to scream while falling into the mountain stream at a faster speed.

Zhao Qingning was in mid-air, and he shouted: "Senior brother! The left arm that was still holding two or three feather arrows was thrown, and Zhao Xuanli threw it out like a sandbag, and was picked up by Ye Qingkong, who had been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Qingning exerted his strength in mid-air, his body could no longer maintain balance, and he fell down with a group of Turkic cavalry. Ye Qingkong was in a hurry, shook his hand and flew out of the long sword in his hand, and was flying towards Zhao Qingning's feet.

Zhao Qingning's eyes lit up, and his true qi stepped on Ye Qingkong's long sword, and his body, which had already fallen, rose up a bit. At this time, Shi Liang and the Turkic cavalry above had already fallen into the mountain stream, and only Zhao Qingning was still in mid-air. The stream wind blew, Zhao Qingning's long hair was flying, and his robe was fierce, like a fairy. Everyone on both sides of the stone beam can see it clearly, and they can recognize it with a little knowledge, which is the body method of "climbing the water in the rivers and lakes"!

This method is widely spread in the rivers and lakes, and almost everyone knows it. But being able to use an effect that is almost like a volley like Zhao Qingning is by no means something that can be achieved through hard practice, most of it is talented. It's a pity that Zhao Qingning was hit by arrows in both legs before, and he couldn't exert his strength completely after all. There was still a three-foot distance between his body and the edge of the stream, and his strength had been exhausted, so he could only fall down the mountain stream like a meteor.