Chapter 111: Border Crisis 1
"Snort." A sharp arrow broke through the air and flew directly towards Leng Xingchen.
"Be careful!" Shui Yueran opened her mouth to remind.
Leng Xingchen bears most of the range of arrows, and Nangong Zhao's cold arrow he doesn't have time to take care of at all.
Under Shui Yueran's reminder, he flew into the air, and a few spins quickly dealt with the flying crossbow arrows.
Nangong Zhao's arrow deliberately found the right direction, and it was extremely tricky.
In terms of speed and strength, Leng Xingchen couldn't cut it at all with the sharp blade in his hand.
If he dodges, he will injure the merchant behind him.
If you don't dodge, you have to block it with your body.
With just one glance, Leng Xingchen recognized the current situation.
I saw that his sword eyebrows frowned, and he didn't think about it, he landed directly with his feet, protected his chest with the sword body, and touched it stiffly.
Just listen to "Wow! With a crisp sound, Leng Xingchen and Nangong Zhao's sharp arrow collided.
The flowers splashed everywhere, and the huge impact made him unable to resist, and the whole person moved backwards, and two deep marks appeared on the ground.
"Pavilion Master!" The other four shouted in horror.
"It's okay! Do your job! Don't be distracted! Leng Xingchen's voice came, and the four of them relaxed their tense nerves and returned to their original positions.
"I can't see it, but I have a lot of strength!"
Leng Xingchen spat lightly, stood up straight, picked up the arrow just now, used internal force, and threw it with his backhand.
said loudly: "I can't accept your gift, give it back to you!" ”
Nangong Zhao didn't expect Leng Xingchen to have such great ability, and the arrow flew out dozens of meters and steadily inserted into the soil in front of him without using a bow.
"Bastard!" Nangong Zhao was already angry at this time.
As soon as he saw Leng Xingchen have such a hand, Shui Yueran's eyes rolled, and an idea was already born.
Grabbed Leng Xingchen's sleeve from behind, pulled down and talked about her plan.
There was a refreshing fragrance from the tip of his nose, Shui Yueran never knew that men could also wear incense on their bodies, and it did not damage his masculinity, but added a little male charm.
Nodding, Leng Xingchen already understood.
Stoop down and pick up some arrows, tie strips of cloth to them, and take them out of their bosoms.
Nangong Zhao was a little puzzled when he saw this.
But after all, he is a person who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and when he thinks about it, he knows what they want to do.
Turn around and yell. "Quick, quick, transfer the grain and grass!"
Although they had just used grain and grass as cover, in order to prevent the enemy from seeing, they deliberately moved out a small half of the military rations.
It's the real thing.
A small half of their rations were also gathered here.
If something goes wrong, their army won't be able to last a few days.
Leng Xingchen's flaming arrows had already been steadily thrown out by him.
With the sound of breaking the sky, he came towards the military rations beside Nangong Zhao.
Nangong Zhao quickly threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, picked up the hammer of his entourage, and flew up to greet him.
! ! With a few sounds, Nangong Zhao also blocked these arrows.
"Boy, if you want to calculate your grandfather and me, you are still a little tender!"
Leng Xingchen replied coldly, "Really? ”
Without saying a word, the second wave of arrows came again, faster and more violent than before.
Nangong Zhao laughed wildly. He's not an embroidered pillow.
The copper hammer in his hand resisted in the air for a while, and the arrow was blocked again.
Just when he was smug, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Although there were many arrows this time, they only came slowly, not in a hurry or slowly.
It's all the moment he blocks it, and the next one is sent out.