855 (Calendar Volume) First-class model worker 9,000 years old 32

"Drive—drive!"

The horses galloped, and in the distance there was also the rumbling of horses' hooves, which was the Ye people on duty in the paddock to drive the wild beasts and drive them from the natural grazing area for the nobles here to hunt!

The attitude of the prince of the grassland is arrogant and arrogant, the people of their tribe have grown up on horseback, compared to hunting, this group of Ye people can still win against them?!

Lan Shuying didn't cheer up the people around her.

The series of provocations from the opponent were enough to arouse their desire to win.

Ye Shaoyang glanced at Su Su a little uneasily.

He had practiced riding and archery since he was a child, and he only had to glance at her sitting position to know that he was a layman, at most at the level of riding a horse at a slow pace without falling. The tame white horse under her seat was led by her companions, and the horse's hooves struck the ground, and as soon as she accelerated, she turned pale with fright.

"Susu, you have just recovered from a serious illness, so let's go back and rest, the sunlight here is too poisonous."

He persuaded very tactfully, but Su Su met Lan Shuying's contemptuous eyes, and suddenly burst into a fire, and resolutely refused: "No, I can do it!" Just now, she was like this, and she agreed to participate in it as soon as her mind was hot.

The king of the grassland couldn't wait to walk in front and shout.

The people of Ye Guo didn't understand, but his eighteen subordinates accelerated to catch up like tigers out of the cage, and they all found their favorite prey!

"Heh......" Lan Shuying had already seen the goal of the Prairie King.

She grabbed the arrow casually, and no one saw the aiming movement, and the three sharp phantoms flew into the air, shooting through the three geese before the other arrow!

"Good!" Ye Shaoyang patted the horse's back.

The Prairie King glared angrily.

Lan Shuying pinched a few more in her hand, and smiled lightly, as if to say: You continue, I'll follow.

Starting with these wild geese, this proud steppe man suffered a big loss for the first time in the field he was best at.

All the prey that he targets will often be snatched by her first!

He couldn't figure it out, could this Ye Guo man be born with a bow and arrow? You can't do it to this extent even if you practice in the womb!

Not only him, but other steppe people had similar thoughts.

Her arrows are like her own eyes, and with a slight pull on the bowstring, they will pass through the animal's eyes with precision, and one arrow will be deadly!

Nineteen people, more or less, each of them was robbed of prey by her.

As I said before, she and the little emperor of Ye Guo, two people are enough, to be precise, she can be alone.

Aggrieved, too aggrieved!

The face of the king of the steppe became darker and darker.

Because the front was quickly cleared, and the two parties had gone deeper and deeper into the forest area, Lan Shuying noticed that one of the prairie people seemed to be unintentionally whistling, as if he was teasing the deer he fancied.

But...... has been slapped in the face to this point, do you still have the heart to play deer?

She also pressed her knuckles to her lips and blew a note.

The people of the Extreme Evil Division tacitly gathered around Ye Shaoyang.

Su Su was comparing the novice bow and arrow, stunned for a moment, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are all blocking here, how can Your Majesty still hunt?" ”

"Li Qianqiu, what's wrong?" Ye Shaoyang vaguely guessed something and looked into the distance vigilantly.

Lan Shuying stretched out her hand but touched the void, frowned, and said, "Arrow." ”

The men handed over a full load of quivers—after they entered the field, they mostly watched the adults play tricks on the barbarians, and they didn't consume much.

There was a faint figure shaking among the forest leaves, and no assassin was seen, but the sound of leaving the strings sounded in all directions at the same time, and arrows were fired in unison.

A group of steppe people rushed towards this side with a shout from dozens of meters away.

The translator shouted in Ye Guo: "Protect Emperor Ye!" ”

Lan Shuying: "...... "I really believe in your evil."

It's not new enough for thieves to shout and catch thieves, and now it's fashionable to ambush yourself first, and then pretend to be friendly to protect them? Then the third step is obvious:

Beat your allies!

Lan Shuying simply threw the longbow, grabbed a handful of feather arrows with both hands and threw them out.

There were a few dings, or the arrows collided with the arrows to cancel out the momentum, or they were led off the rails, and when they got closer, they were swept away by the weapons tied to the horses of the Evil Division.

Looking thrilling, in fact, not a single arrow hurts anyone.

A long-range attack that should have been caught off guard didn't work?

Before he had time to think about the reason, dozens of black-clothed people rushed out of the forest, their weapons were varied, like miscellaneous soldiers gathered together by the people of the rivers and lakes, rushing towards Ye Shaoyang!

However, the group of people of the Extreme Evil Division did not leave an inch, protecting him in the middle and waiting for work.

The feathered arrows in the third quiver were given to the steppe people.

Lan Shuying raised his hand and cast a half-moon arc in front of the grassland man's horse's head, and then clapped his hands and said: "How can you use a little thing to make a move, stay here, if you cross this line, you will be the enemy, don't blame me for not making it clear!" ”

The translator muttered a few words, and the expression of the grassland prince was distorted greatly, maybe he was proud of his noble status and felt that she didn't dare to do anything to him, so he resolutely broke through the circle of feather arrows!

The steppe eighteen riders behind were eager to try, ready to keep up.

Sou!

The horse fell down with a wail, and a feathered arrow was stuck in the middle of the left front leg, which had already penetrated!

The scene was instantly silent, and even the black-clad assassins froze slightly.

The king of the grassland hurriedly turned over and came down to check on the horse's injury, obviously, even if the injury healed, it was still a disability, and it could not fight with him!

He was distressed and angry, and he yelled at her.

Lan Shuying smiled and took out another one, and aimed it at his head: Do you scold again?

“……”

Ye Shaoyang tugged at her arm in a tangled way: "Their tribe came all the way to offer gifts, and it was too much trouble and it didn't look good......"

"Do you really think they're here to give a gift?"

There are back and forth, people give horses, and the return gift is your head.

After Lan Shuying finished saying this, the man in black had already rushed to the front and fought with the people of the Extremely Evil Division, she was afraid that Su Su would make trouble at this time, so she didn't go up, so she took a cold shot in the back to make up for an arrow.

These sixteen people were all elite leaders of the Extreme Evil Division, and not only did they not let the Assassins advance until they were killed, but these people were only slightly injured at most. This scene fell in the eyes of the grassland people, and the strength of Ye Guo must be reassessed!

The prince of the grassland finally hid his unwillingness, and suddenly a cold wind hit his face!

He subconsciously dodged away, and when he looked back, the iron arrow pierced the trunk of the tree, this distance, this strength, if he was hit by it, his life could still be saved?! Who is it!

A figure in a crimson official uniform jumped up from his horse, picked up the long sword of a black-clothed assassin and flew over, killing his proud men with a few swords, and the rest of the people surrounded the prince in panic, but from top to bottom, no one was her opponent.

Ye Shaoyang was also stunned, Li Qianqiu, is this crazy, why do you want to kill the grassland people!

He stared at the sword and wrinkled his eyebrows and speculated, "Is this going to blame the assassin?" ”

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