Two days of emergency training were not in vain.

It took only ten seconds for two rows of sixteen long scramblers to stand motionless in the middle of the road, spears in their arms.

Wei Zheng was very satisfied with this result, and quickly found an open position around him that was suitable for releasing cold arrows and allowing the Tartar to develop himself. After glancing at the Tartar sentry who was still standing at the gate without any vigilance, he quickly drew a feathered arrow from the quiver, wound it and drew the bow, aiming steadily at the shoulder that would make the Tartar instantly lose its combat effectiveness, but not kill him immediately.

"Bump...... Whoosh......"

The trembling sound of the bowstring, the faint whistling sound of the feather arrow breaking through the air, and the feather arrow that quickly left the string had pierced the Tartar's shoulder with precision.

"Ah, enemy attack...... If there is a sneak attacker, be on guard immediately. ”

The moment the broadsword in Tartar's hand fell due to a shoulder injury, a scream quickly sounded in the quiet night.

At the same time, the Tartar, who was afraid of being attacked by cold arrows again, did not care about the injured shoulder, which was constantly bleeding out, and lay on the ground in pain, waiting for his companions to come to the rescue.

The compound, which had just been calm behind the Tartars, also became lively at this time.

Although Wei Zheng and the compound were separated by almost twenty meters, the sound of the collision of various metal weapons and the shouting and scolding of the Tartars still clearly reached Wei Zheng's ears.

After a sneer quickly flashed at the corner of his mouth, Wei Zheng drew a feather arrow again, drew his bow, and aimed at the door that was still closed......

When three or four Tartars cautiously poked their heads out of the gate to drag their wounded companions back to the courtyard, Wei Zheng did not hesitate to loosen the tight bowstring in his hand.

The feathered arrows, which were ready to fire, were pushed by the bowstring and flew quickly towards the gate.

"Bang ......"

A dull crash sounded at the gate, and although the feather arrow did not achieve any results, the huge force carried by the feather arrow itself directly made it penetrate deeper into the wooden gate for more than half an inch.

Seeing the trembling shaft of the feather arrow next to the wooden door next to the head, a few Houjin Tartars subconsciously retracted their heads and shouted loudly at the chief behind them.

"Archer, the other side has archers, and they are also sharpshooters......"

After years of conquest, the combat cooperation between the Tartars can definitely be described as 'very skilled'.

As soon as the Tartars' exclamations rang out, four Tartars armed with bows and arrows climbed the courtyard wall, wound their bows and drew their bows, and began to search the courtyard for their opponents who were shooting arrows at them.

The Tartars who had just been attacked poked their heads out of the gate again, continuing to rescue their wounded comrades outside the door, and luring the enemy to expose the archers hiding in the shadows.

The two palpitating tartars had just peeked out from behind the door, pulled up the clothes of their fallen companions, and wanted to drag them back. The third feathered arrow that Wei Zheng shot was like an eye, and it was steadily plunged into the chest of one of the Tartars.

"Huh..."

A dull sound of arrows entering the flesh sounded, and the Tartar who was hit by the feather arrow was instantly drained of his whole strength, and his heavy body fell heavily at the gate.

As for his companions, he threw down the wounded in his hands in horror and retreated to the back of the gate.

However, what Wei Zheng didn't expect was that the moment he shot the third feather arrow, the four Tartar archers who finally waited for Wei Zheng to make a move to expose their bodies also released the bowstring that had already been drawn into a full circle at the same moment. The four feathered arrows flew out of the compound at the same time with a 'whoosh...' sound, and flew towards Wei Zheng's location.

Wei Zheng's keen sense of smell for the special forces of later generations played a vital role at this time.

As soon as he shot the third feather arrow, Wei Zheng faintly felt that he had been targeted by the enemy, and an unprecedented sense of crisis quickly hit his heart.

Therefore, as soon as the four feather arrows shot at him left the string, Wei Zheng quickly squatted down.

At the same moment, the five feathered arrows flew back close to Wei Zheng's scalp, and they were firmly rooted in the earthen wall behind him by half an inch.

"Dog's day, the Tartar really deserves to be a nation on horseback, the archery is accurate, and I almost died in Huangquan." Wei Zheng, who took a long breath, couldn't help but let out a grumble.

Although the scene that had just happened was thrilling, in order to reduce the casualties of his subordinates as much as possible, Wei Zheng had to carry a longbow and continue to lure the enemy.

After quickly moving to a new position, and after glancing at the gate where there was still no movement, Wei Zheng decisively shifted the target to the courtyard wall. Because, judging from the situation just now, the archers hidden by the Tartars on the courtyard wall are the enemies who pose the greatest threat to themselves.

After some searching, a Tartar lying on the courtyard wall, searching the surroundings with a bow raised, finally appeared in his field of vision.

"It's just you....I don't believe that you can still hold back and not attack even if you kill three of you soldiers in a row."

While Wei Zheng was muttering to himself, he very skillfully drew a feather arrow from the quiver on his back again......

In order to ensure the hit rate, Wei Zheng directly aimed at the upper body of the opponent's target.

"Bang... Ahh

A slight whistling sound of feather arrows breaking through the air reached Wei Zheng's ears, and a miserable scream dozens of meters away followed. Wei Zheng, who quickly squatted down and hid behind the courtyard wall, even clearly heard the impact of the Tartar falling heavily from the top of the courtyard wall to the ground.

Just as Wei Zheng once again dodged the Tartar's remaining three feathered arrows to counterattack, thinking about whether he would continue to attack. In the compound where the Houjin Tartars gathered, three Tartars in iron armor were gathering together to discuss something loudly.

In the Later Jin Tartar army, each banner was based on Niulu as the basic military combat unit.

In each Niu Lu, it is divided into ordinary ironclad soldiers wearing iron armor, swinging tooth lama wearing two or three layers of iron armor, and armor soldiers wearing ordinary leather armor.

Among these three types of soldiers, the Swing Tooth La, who has the title of 'Houjin Warrior', is undoubtedly the Houjin soldier with the highest rank in Niu Lu except Niu Lu Ezhen.

And the dozen or so Tartars gathered in this compound were commanded by a tooth swinger named Aguda, who was wearing two layers of iron armor. All of the subordinates consisted of two strong ironclad soldiers and 12 ordinary armourers wearing only leather armor.

Faced with the sudden wounded and declining morale of his subordinates, one of the ironclad soldiers in charge of six of the armored soldiers walked quickly to the side of the swinging tooth Laguda, and shouted angrily.

"Aguda, we already have three warriors who have lost their combat effectiveness, and if we can't eliminate the Ming Dynasty people outside, the morale of the warriors will definitely be reduced to the lowest point. So, I think we should take the initiative and not be like a coward, guarding the courtyard and becoming the prey of the archers of the Ming Dynasty, waiting for his hunt......"

As soon as the words fell, another ironclad soldier followed by also shouted: "According to the report of the warriors, there is only one Ming Dynasty archer outside the courtyard. If we can't go out and catch him, the rest of our Houjin warriors will not only lose their hearts, but they will also be laughed at by the other warriors when they return to Niulu. So, we must go out and catch this hateful Ming archer. ”

Seeing that Aguda still didn't react in contemplation, the ironclad soldier unexpectedly pulled out his waist knife and shouted sarcastically at Aguda: "Since Aguda was frightened by the Ming Dynasty archers, then I will take the warriors out to fight back and kill the Ming Dynasty archers who attacked us outside." ”

After speaking, he shouted loudly directly to the remaining Houjin Tartars in the compound.

"The Houjin warriors who are not afraid of death are standing behind me, I will take you out of the courtyard together, kill the Ming Dynasty archers who attacked us, and let the Ming Dynasty people see what the real Houjin warriors are."

"I'll go, cunning Ming Dynasty archer, I'm going to go out and kill him personally, and be Houjin's swing tooth." Another Tartar ironclad standing beside Aguda raised his mace and shouted loudly.

In the battle a few days ago, it was this Tartar ironclad soldier who knocked Wei Zheng out with a mace, causing more than 100 bandits to instantly panic and finally collapse. If he can still personally eliminate a Ming Kingdom archer today, then he who has become an ironclad soldier will be promoted to the most expensive tooth swinger in the Niu Lu because of his military exploits.