(Thanks to "Zhao Wuxian 2014", "Tiger Master is Not Confused", "Wolf Star", "Brother is a Fart", and "Nautilus" for their tips.) Oh, "Nautilus" is the helmsman of the old book, and it's finally here! ）

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"You...... Don't you feel tired at all? When Lihime said this, her eyes were full of disbelief.

Just now, because there was no threat of enemy arrows, she secretly poked her head out from behind the boulder, and then she saw an incredible scene - this man only used one arm, drawing the bow and shooting, so fast that it was dizzying. She really counted them all, and in less than a cup of tea, he fired a full thirty-eight arrows. Whether it was an arrow hitting the enemy or not, she couldn't see it clearly, but in such a short period of time, shooting so many arrows with one hand shocked her.

What made Liji even more shocking was that this person's arm did not have the slightest sluggishness due to exhaustion, as if shooting one arrow was no different from shooting thirty-eight arrows. And after ejaculating, he also stood up and moved his hands and feet to test the recovery of his left arm and legs, but the right arm was fine.

Seeing this unbelievable scene, Liji also had an urge to pull something, but fortunately, her literacy was excellent, and all her doubts finally turned into a dry sentence: "You...... Don't you feel tired at all? ”

Ma Han didn't answer her knowingly nonsense, he was checking the bowstring. Nearly forty arrows were shot in one go, plus a total of seventy or eighty arrows were fired in the first two rounds, and the bow was opened and pulled with high intensity in a short period of time, and the wear marks of the bowstring were already clearly visible. Ma Han's spare bowstring was placed in his own BMW silver arrow saddle bag, but because he couldn't ride a horse, he handed the horse to Tian Yu to ride, and the result was ...... In other words, if there is a problem with the bowstring, he will have no strings to change.

Ma Han turned his head to look at Liji: "Go to the mountain road to find out, see if there are any bows, get a few over, and find some arrows...... But don't go down to the valley, I'm not sure if anyone else is playing dead. ”

Leaving Ji's jaw, he drilled out from behind the boulder, lifted his skirt with both hands, and just ran a few steps, but was stopped by Ma Han in time: "Come back quickly, the Xianbei people are attacking." ”

Yes, the Xianbei people attacked, and they attacked frantically regardless of the situation. The army of 4,000 Xianbei, led by the Xianbei Lord in the central part of the country, included the elite of the adults of all tribes, attacking one person, or at most two people, and the result was heavy casualties, and there was nothing to do. When this news spreads, the reputation of the Xianbei people is over. There is no doubt that after this battle, if that person does not die, he will definitely become a legend of the steppe and an uncrowned king.

"Kill him, no matter what the cost!"

This is a nirvana order that Kebi can give.

Thousands of Xianbei people entered the valley in turn under this nirvana order, divided into five echelons. Since the valley is not wide and the mountain path is even narrower, a maximum of 200 people can be put in at a time. Kebineng had already let go, and he ordered two hundred men to divide into two teams, one hundred to rush into the valley, and one hundred to storm the mountain road. Those who attack the mountain path can only carry swords and axes (because the mountain path is narrow, it is inconvenient to use even spears), while those who enter the valley can carry bows and arrows.

This time, all the tribes had to send troops, and even the Karasuma people took action, and they were able to lead the team in person. Under such circumstances, although the Gandhi tribe was intimidated by Ma Han's prestige, Fu Luohan still sent 200 elite soldiers, but he also kept an eye on it and did not let his son return to the mud.

On the cliff, the mountain wind hunted, and the horse had a grim face, and slowly fastened a captured bronze arrow with poor workmanship to the bowstring. He knew that the most critical moment had come. The crisis comes not only from the enemy, but also from his stock of arrows. He had just counted one hundred and eight arrows left, of which less than ten were his own three-edged heavy arrows, as well as three pure iron training arrows, and the rest of the arrows were mostly captured. Most of the arrows of the Xianbei people are self-made, with different lengths and different materials: pig iron, bronze, bone arrows, stone arrows, and all kinds of arrows. If it weren't for the strength of his bow that was strong enough, even a sharpened wooden pole would have been able to break through the armor and kill him, but I was afraid that he would have been rushed to him by the Xianbei people.

The Xianbei people have found his weakness, exchanging their lives for arrows, one hundred and eight arrows, how long can they last?

Ma Han looked up at the sky, noon had passed, maybe it was not time (one to three o'clock in the afternoon), as long as he could hold out until dark, he would win. Xianbei people have great ability, and they can't stop people like him from escaping at night.

Two hours! Ke Bineng and Yan Rou to see who can run ahead of time.

The horse's steel teeth fell, the bowstring loosened, and the bloody battle began.

Ma Han focused on attacking, first concentrating on the death zone of Gudao, blocking it, and the bows and arrows of the Xianbei people could not pose a threat to him. As for the melee soldiers who follow the mountain path, ignore it for the time being, and wait until they get closer.

Condescending, with a wide field of vision, under the threat of strong bows and sharp arrows, the Xianbei people on the valley road are completely lambs to be slaughtered. But this time the Xianbei people also learned to be obedient, and they galloped on horseback, rushing through the death zone as fast as they could. The trail was no more than ten feet wide, so it could not be too close to the cliff wall, and half of the space had to be given to the foot soldiers who grabbed the trail to distract the horses, so only five horses could rush in parallel at a time.

Under the leadership of a Xianbei hundred-man commander, the hundred horsemen were divided into twenty columns, and with a whistle, the sound of hooves was loud, and the sound was like muffled thunder, which resounded through the valley.

Woohoo!

The horse shot four arrows, but it was not a man who shot it, but a horse. Three arrows hit the horse's head, one arrow hit the horse's belly, and a group of people on the valley road turned over on their backs, causing the Xianbei cavalry to follow behind to dodge and bring down a piece. What's worse is that nearly 100 horsemen behind were all blocked, unable to advance or retreat, and became a target.

Woohoo! Poof! Woohoo! Puff puff!

More than a dozen arrows were shot down, and the valley road was already a mess, and the seriously injured war horses and the Xianbei people who were trampled into mud raised the valley road three feet high.

Xianbei people wanted to quickly pass Guò Gudao, but they were mistaken by being smart, and Gudao was blocked by themselves.

Ma Han relieved the threat of the valley road, and quickly pointed the arrow at the Xianbei people who were climbing the mountain, and the Xianbei people who rushed to the front at this time had just rushed halfway up the mountain.

Xianbei people also learned a lesson, and did not dare to go up to dozens of people at once, but ten people at a time, the first batch did not rush to the top of the mountain, and the second group did not move.

Since the Xianbei people have made it clear that they want to die, or to exchange their lives for arrows, Ma Han is not polite, and he can kill as many as he wants. A bowstring, and screams rang out in response to the strings......

Just as Ma Han was slaughtering Hu with his bloody hands in the posture of a mechanical killer, he suddenly heard a cry from Liji: "Be careful! ”

Almost at the same time, Ma Han also felt a danger approaching, a sharp wind came towards him, Ma Han quickly raised his arm to block, and with a muffled sound, a sharp arrow shot at his right forearm, with strong force. Immediately, every two arrows came in a row, and when the ground rang, it actually hit the arm of the leopard's bow, and the arrow entered the wood for half a minute.

Ma Hao was furious, and he had discovered that the person who attacked him was the same Xianbei Hundred Captain who had escaped his death arrow when he first galloped and charged. Because of this person's fast start and fast charge, and Ma Han's focus on cutting off the Xianbei brigade's horses, this person became a fish that slipped through the net. I don't want him to climb the opposite cliff and attack with arrows.

Ma Han had already seen that after the Xianbei hundred people attacked and killed to no avail, he quickly hid behind a bucket-thick tree trunk, smiled coldly at the moment, and picked up a black and heavy pig iron arrow from the ground. This kind of iron arrow is a newly made training arrow by the craftsmen of the Han Ge Department of Ma Han, and there are only three of them. The reason why it is called training arrows is because the strength of the leopard bow is too strong, and the arrows shot by the horses are repeatedly damaged when they practice riding and shooting. I think that when he was still in the Gongsun Chan military camp, Ma Han tried the leopard bow for the first time, and one-third of the twenty arrows were abolished, which is a clear example.

In order to save arrows, Ma Han had the craftsman create ten pure iron arrows, which could be used over and over again. This time he went north, he brought three teams, riding and archery, this kind of thing, must be practiced diligently, there are no shortcuts, only familiar with the hands.

Ma Han fastened the iron arrow weighing seven catties to the string, his eyes narrowed, the edge flashed, and in the creaking sound, the leopard bow was drawn into a full moon. Ma Han does not draw his bow like a full moon every time he shoots an arrow, like shooting a Xianbei person on a mountain road, at most only half a bow is enough. And now he opened his bow with a full bow and used iron arrows for the first time.

Hum -

The sound of iron arrows shooting is very different from ordinary wooden arrows. A black light hit the cliff tree thirty zhang away.

The Xianbei hundred-man leader was leaning against the tree with his back and drew three arrows, one wound, one between his fingers, and one in his mouth. He exhaled a few breaths vigorously, his body moved, and he was about to dodge out and make a three-arrow row. Suddenly he heard a popping sound behind him, and his whole body was shocked, and a bloody black arrow appeared on his left chest, and there were still a few pieces of fine wood chips on the arrow.

Xianbei Bairen's eyes bulged angrily and in disbelief, his whole body kept twitching, his mouth and hands were loosened, and his bow fell to the ground......

The sun and shadow sloped to the west, and the corpses on the valley road were layered on top of each other, not only could not ride horses, but could not even settle on foot, and Yan zhòng affected the continuous fighting. In such a situation, it is completely impossible to quickly get through the guò death zone.

Nearly a third of the 1,000 Xianbei people had been killed, and due to the blockage of the valley road, Kebineng had to order a suspension of the attack and clear the valley road first. Thousands of Xianbei cavalry were silent,

Under the banner, Yan Rou squinted, looked at the cliff for a while, and suddenly pointed: "I have a hunch that his arrows are running out." ”

Hou Luo Hou gritted his teeth, fearing and hating: "This demon, within half an hour, has shot and killed nearly 300 of my Great Xianbei warriors...... I don't believe he's still strong! ”

Kebi Neng's face was expressionless, his horsewhip clenched tightly, and the flames of anger in his chest were churning. The dignified King of Xianbei, who was forced to be like this by a person, has lived for more than twenty years, and has never heard of it, let alone seen it, but today he has seen it. He really had the urge to take his bow up the hill and see for himself how that man did it. But he could only whip the horsewhip into the palm of his hand, and the sharp pain in his palm made his mind wake up, and he spit out a word: "It seems that it is time for the decisive moment - after the valley road is cleared, attack with all your might." This time, no, die, no, rest! ”