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On the cliff, Ma Han silently looked at the arrows beside him, and there were less than ten arrows left.

Li Ji squatted beside him, looking anxious, and begged again: "Let me go down the mountain to search for arrows, otherwise the next attack of the Xianbei people will be over." ”

"No, it's too dangerous." Ma Han flatly refused, his eyes staring at the movement of the Xianbei people at the mouth of the canyon.

"Otherwise, I'll go to the mountain road to take a look, maybe there are missing arrows......" Lihime did not give up and asked again.

“…… Yes, be careful. ”

Seeing that Ma Han finally agreed, he bent away from the corner of Ji's mouth, lifted his skirt and ran along the mountain road.

The mountain road was also full of corpses, almost impossible to settle, blood soaked every inch of land, the green grass on both sides, sprinkled with bloodstains, the closer you got, the more the smell of blood rushed to the nose, and the Chinese wanted to vomit.

Li Ji Xiu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, covering her mouth and nose, enduring the discomfort, slowly approaching, and her smart eyes swirled around.

The Xianbei people attacked twice for the first time, and there were many archers, and Liji also picked up a lot of arrows to replenish, but then the Xianbei people also realized the problem of arrows to the enemy, and the troops sent again were all sword and axe men. Collecting arrows is becoming more and more difficult.

Li Ji endured his fear, went all the way down, picked up a lot of corpses, and found nothing, and when he was disappointed, his eyes suddenly lit up - a Karasuma man who was lying prone to the ground, with a few feathers pressed under him, seemed to be ......

Li Ji stepped forward quickly, squatted down, stretched out his slender white fingers, clamped and pulled, and sure enough, it was an eagle feather arrow.

Li Ji turned around excitedly, raised the arrow and signaled to the cliff: "Oh - I found the arrow......"

Ma Han kept his eyes on Liji, and the arrow was on the string, but at this moment, his face changed—he jumped up and ran wildly.

Li Ji was stunned for a moment, his mouth just opened, and he was suddenly covered by a big furry hand stretched out from behind, and there was a rattling laugh behind him: "Ma Han, do you want to die by yourself, or do you want this woman to die?" ”

"If you can resist it, I want you to die!" Ma Han was already like an enraged mountain leopard, fiercely approaching.

That's right! This Karasuma man, who cheated to death and used arrows as bait, was able to resist him, and at this moment his eyes showed a fierce light, covering Lihime's mouth and nose with one hand, and pulling out a short axe from his waist with the other, and throwing it at Ma Han.

Ma Han was as fast as the wind, half a step did not stop, and as soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the handle of the oncoming flying axe, and his body did not stagnate for half a minute, and the momentum was even more fierce.

Nengchen was startled, stretched out his hand to choke Liji's neck, and said sharply: "Stop, or I'll kill her...... Yes! ”

Liji, who seemed to be weak and panicked, suddenly raised her hand and stabbed the eagle feather arrow held in the palm of her hand backwards, impartially, and stuck it in the right eye of Neng Chen.

The screams of the Neng Chen, like wounded beasts, resounded through the valley, and the thick hands pressed against their eyes, and blood flowed from between their fingers. Under the whirlwind of the sky, the stout body tilted and fell towards the cliff on the outside of the mountain road, and at the same time pulled Li Ji down as well.

The flowers change color, such as green willows overturning, like petals scattered, falling to the cliff.

At the moment of Qianjun's shot, Ma Hao, who had rushed five steps away, rushed forward, probed with an iron arm, and narrowly grabbed Ji Hao's wrist to stop his fall. With a lift of his arm, Shengsheng pulled Li Ji up from the edge of the cliff. When I was halfway there, I found that Lihime had a painful look on her face. Ma Han was stunned, his eyes crossed behind Li Ji, and he saw a arrow in his eyes, his face was covered with blood, and the hideous face of the Neng Chen resisted it, and he gritted his teeth and grabbed Li Ji's ankle and didn't let go.

Ma Han's eyes flashed, he squatted down, let Liji hug his neck, reached out to support Liji's buttocks, straightened his body, and hugged Liji's entire body. And Neng Chen also climbed the edge of the cliff with the momentum, but one hand still held on to Ji Ji's ankle.

"Right Hou, there will be no time in the future!" The horse roared like ice slag, raised a sharp axe in one hand, and slashed down heavily, click! Burst of blood.

"Wow-" Neng Chen let out a long scream, like a stone, bouncing all the way to the bottom of the cliff, and had fallen into a mess of rotten flesh.

Ma Han threw down the axe, broke the severed hand that could be resisted by him, and threw it down the cliff to reunite with its master.

Leaving Ji Cliff in fright, escaping from death, her delicate body is still so soft that she doesn't have half of her strength, she still hugs Ma Han, exhales like an orchid, and whispers in surprise: "You...... Your strength is restored! ”

Ma Han was stunned, and he was eager to save people, and he forgot about himself, and he forgot that he couldn't run at all, and it was impossible to pick up the axe and cut people, could it ...... He slowly raised his left hand and clenched it into a fist, and his strength was shocked, and a long-lost sense of strength spread all over his body and filled his arms. At this moment, he had the pleasure of being able to shatter even a stone!

"Hahaha! My strength has been restored, Yan Rou and Ke Bineng, you are going to be unlucky! Ma Han laughed and pulled up Liji's jade arm, "Come, let's make a bet with the Xianbei people to see whose luck is good." ”

There was a short and thrilling fight on the mountain road, and the Xianbei people also saw it, but they didn't have time to react, and it was over in one qiē.

Yes, it's time for a qiē to end.

Holding a leopard bow in hand, Ma Han left the cliff and walked slowly to the top of the mountain. Away from Ji Ji sleeves and low eyebrows, he followed suit.

The top of the mountain is covered with green shade, dense with weeds, and the wind blows, and the branches and leaves dance wildly.

Ma Han walked all the way to the edge of the cliff, raised his hand to signal that he stopped ten steps away from Ji, and then slowly drew an iron arrow.

The Xianbei army is just three hundred steps away, and the horned beast flag with a white background and gold edges is in the center of the army, with a straight-line distance of between three hundred and eighty steps and four hundred steps, and now, it is a distance of about one mile. Under the banner, you can see several richly dressed figures, although their faces can't be seen clearly, but from the arrangement of their horses, as well as the normal position of the flag bearer, it can be vaguely judged that the right under the flag is Kebineng.

Four hundred paces, more than the effective range of the Leopard Bow, but still within the maximum range. The so-called effective range is the distance at which the arrow can break through the armor and kill the enemy; The maximum range is how far the arrow can be shot, that is, the distance at the end of the crossbow.

A six-stone strong bow is no problem to shoot 400 steps, of course, it must be a throw, using the falling potential energy generated by the weight of the arrow to kill and injure the enemy.

So Ma Han climbed to the top of the mountain and used iron arrows, using height and gravity to make the arrows shoot farther and more lethal. The only thing that worries is that the bow arm of the leopard bow was shot with an arrow before, and a crack appeared, can it withstand a full moon sniper?

Then there's the question of aiming. 400 steps of ultra-long-range sniping, no auxiliary aiming, shooting a fixed target, Ma Han asked himself if he could do it. Not to mention him, even if the top shooters of the entire Three Kingdoms gather, they can't do it, this is beyond the limit of manpower, so Xianbei people dare to watch the battle in a big way.

The horse stretched his bow and set up his arrows, the bowstring gradually opened, the arrows pointed at the horse, and his bright eyes narrowed, slowly looking for an opportunity. Suddenly, he seemed to see something, and his squinted eyes widened with excitement.

What excites Ma Han is an orange-red reflection! Reflecting the helmet on the head of a humble nobleman.

Ma Han equipped the Leopard Bow with an infrared sight, the maximum irradiation distance is actually more than a thousand meters, the problem is that the human eye can't see that far, which is why he obviously has a strong bow that can shoot 300 steps away, but Ma Han often has to wait until the enemy is close to 100 steps before attacking.

When Ma Han scanned with a bow and arrow, looking for a fighter, he accidentally found that there was a flash of red reflection in the distance from time to time. He already understood that these strange reflections were the dazzling spots created by infrared rays shining on the iron helmet under the scorching sun. These points of light are not as faint and dim as infrared light spots, but they are intense and dazzling, just like someone in the distance reflecting sunlight with a mirror. Not to mention 400 steps away, I am afraid that you can see it clearly from a distance of thousands of miles - this is a long-distance rescue method when surviving in the wilderness in later generations.

Of course, in order to produce this strong reflection, certain conditions must be met: first of all, there must be strong light, that is, the scorching sun in the sky; Secondly, the angle of the sun's shadow should be appropriate, it must be a head-on light, if it is a back-facing light, it is useless to shine on the back of the head; Finally, it has to shine directly on a polished metal object to have a good reflection effect - is there anything smoother than an iron helmet?

Of course, the Xianbei people did not have any standard equipment, and even less of the luxury of iron helmets—the Hu people preferred to use this iron to make more arrowheads. But the nobles of Xianbei were exceptions, especially those who were present, who were the supreme leaders of Xianbei in the central region, and almost every one of them wore iron helmets.

Today's scorching sun is in the sky, when it is close to Shen (3 to 5 o'clock in the afternoon), the sun shadow is oblique to the west, looking from the southwest to the northeast, and the reflective bright spots are vivid. And these reflective highlights point out a clear direction for Ma Han's distant sniper.

When Ma Han calibrated the infrared sight for a long time, and finally saw Kebineng's head light up, his hands trembled a little with joy. He quickly took a deep breath, his arm steady, and locked at a distance like this, even if his hand shook slightly, he might lose the target. Because he couldn't see the light source in the first place, he relied on his feel to find it, and it was not easy to lock, as long as there was a little jitter, it was a millimeter missing, a thousand miles away.

Lock the reflective point, calculate the distance and angle, fortunately this is at a high place, you don't need to raise the elevation angle too high, otherwise even if there is a reflective auxiliary lock, it will be meaningless.

"Kebineng, let this arrow come and make a break for you and me!"

Ma Han thought silently in his heart, ignoring that the Xianbei people had begun to move, and the people called Ma Neigh, ready to kill the valley.

Baste! Hum -

Click! After completing the lore blow, the leopard bow finally broke in a curtain call.

An arrow swept through the air, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, swept over the heads of thousands of Xianbei people, drawing a black arc with the breath of death.

Many Xianbei people noticed it, raised their heads one after another, followed the thin black shadow in the sky, and opened their mouths in surprise.

When the iron arrow fell from the ground and was not enough to find it, the Xianbei Hao chieftains under the banner seemed to be aware of it and raised their heads together.

At this moment, Yan Rou happened to ride his horse closer, and the probe wanted to say something to Kebi.

Iron arrows fell heavily.

The iron arrow was sharp, grazing against Yan Rou's cheek, blood splattered, Yan Rou screamed, and his nose flew away. The arrow was not exhausted, and it pierced through the leather armor of Kebineng and pierced into the right chest.

Kebi can snort and fall off the horse, and the Xianbei people are in chaos. Decapitation successful!

The chieftains such as Hou Luohou, Fu Luo Han, and Chu Gui Ni were terrified—all the arrows were shot here! Who will be next?

The king of Xianbei fell from his horse, and the rest of the chieftains retreated one after another, and no one dared to stay where they were. As soon as the Chinese army moved, the men and horses were in chaos. The Xianbei people have already been killed in horror, and at this moment, they have been completely demoralized by this unpredictable arrow, and the commander has been killed and the whole army has not been defeated, which is rare in ancient times, not to mention these temporarily summoned herdsman warriors. As a result, they retreated, and finally collapsed.

Looking at the vast and boundless wilderness, the Xianbei people and Karasuma people who were rushing to the wolves, Ma Han raised the broken bow in his hand and roared:

"Xianbei slave! Don't think that's it! Plotting, hunting, killing, killing my guards, destroying my bow, I want you to repay it a hundredfold-"