"Well done." In the midst of everyone's stunnedness, the girl's voice broke the dead silence.

Zhu Luan stood beside Duan Lizheng, his hand still holding the posture of handing out, and praised the young man holding the longbow.

Only then did everyone realize that they turned their stiff necks one after another, and moved their eyes focused on Zhu Rong to another young man.

The naked sword was inserted at his waist, Duan Lizheng held the bow in one hand, and the other hand was in the air, still retaining the posture of pulling the string.

The earth-shattering arrow just now came from him.

However, the archer's face was not resolute and resolute, and the young man's eyes were a little confused, as if he was in a dream.

Seeing everyone's incredulous eyes, Duan Lizheng looked at his palm, and then turned his head to look at Zhu Luan beside him, his lips opened and closed slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Just now, when the bandit leader who had broken his soul was still talking, Duan Lizheng only felt that someone had poked his arm, he looked back, and saw Zhu Luan handing her a bow and an arrow, and then the girl stood on tiptoe and said in his ear, "Aim at this person, shoot him!" ”

Duan Lizheng didn't know why he didn't hesitate to obey her arrangement at that time, maybe he was in the field of life and death, and the more resolute and decisive the order, the more demagogic it could be.

He stretched his bow and pulled the string, his fingers trembling slightly, and at this moment, the girl's voice became more majestic, and there was a clear cry in his ear.

"Shoot!"

Duan Lizheng fired the arrow in response, and then he saw the head of the bandit leader who was still talking endlessly rolled down with a thud.

Crisp and clean.

Duan Lizheng hadn't woken up from the psychedelic just now, and Wei Yong was the second to react on the side.

He didn't see Zhu Luan's move to hand over the arrow just now, but looking at Duan Lizheng's posture, he immediately knew that he shot it.

"Good!" The rough man roared, "It's worthy of the second son of Duan, good archery!" What a fight! ”

The surrounding guards also woke up from a dream and shouted in agreement.

Duan Lizheng glanced at the smiling girl next to him, and never felt that this praise was so difficult to accept.

The bandit leader just now......

Surely not your average bandit.

I was so enthusiastic that I didn't listen to what the bandit leader said.

"Isn't it too fast...... the young man frowned and looked at Zhu Luan, muttering, "I haven't figured out the ins and outs yet, why don't you just do ......it?"

I didn't even say hello.

In Duan Lizheng's martial arts life so far, he has never attacked someone without informing him of the law, because this is against martial virtues, and the so-called duel should be upright.

He is not a pedantic person, and understands that there is no need to be so rigid on the battlefield, but this girl's reaction is too fast and catches people off guard.

"The soldier is very fast, your reaction just now is very good, remember," the girl turned back expressionless, looking at the bandits who had fled even if they lost their bandit leaders, but they did not immediately collapse and flee, and said lightly, "On the battlefield, don't think too much, don't think too little, just remember how to defeat the other party." ”

Duan Lizheng looked at her.

At this time, for some reason, she coincided with the figure he remembered sitting on the grass and answering Mr. Nanshan.

Calm to the extreme, as if you are in another world.

"You ......" he was about to speak, but Zhu Luan turned his head and beckoned to Wei Yong.

"Uncle Wei, come here."

Wei Yong held his shoulders, walked to Zhu Luan's side, and wiped the blood and sweat on his face, "Miss Jiu, what's the matter?" You dodge, your subordinates are about to ......"

"I say a word, you shout a word." Zhu Luan ignored Wei Yong's advice, his tone was incomprehensible, and he also stood on tiptoe, leaned on Wei Yong's shoulder, and said into his ear.

"Archer, take the bow, release the arrow!"

A trace of confusion flashed on Wei Yong's face, and he wanted to look sideways in the direction of Zhu Luan, but before his head moved, the woman's hand fixed the man's head.

This time, her voice carried Zhenyuan, and she felt a sense of oppression in her life.

"Repeat."

The expression on Wei Yong's face became even more flustered, and the man's heart was crossed, and he shouted at the guards behind him who were fighting with weapons and fighting separately.

"Archer, take the bow, release the arrow!"

The man's voice was hoarse and a little broken.

Some of the guards looked at this side, their eyes were a little stunned, but more of them reacted to Wei Yong's order first, and the guards with bows and crossbows subconsciously untied their bows, raised them, and pulled the bowstrings against the bandits who were a little flustered and had not yet organized an offensive.

Although the total number is not as many as the bandits' arrows, the number of them gathered together is still considerable, and it is rare that the direction is stable and unified, and it is no longer sparse.

A dense rain of arrows flew towards the bandits who had gathered together.

Having just lost his leader, a lieutenant-looking bandit was about to reunite his team, but his efforts were interrupted by a rain of arrows, and the bandits finally fell into a panic.

The sound of arrows slicing into the flesh was heard again, this time no longer just the guards with arrows on their bodies.

The shouts of the bandits resounded again in the west courtyard, but they were a little more panicked and painful than the previous shouts.

The screaming and scolding in the west courtyard continued.

All kinds of foul language are full of it.

But this kind of foul language sounds unpleasant, but in fact it is rough and uniform, not like the words of tasteless bandits.

"Grandma is a bear, dare to shoot Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can't shoot you."

"These bastards, brothers."

"Kill them all!"

All kinds of shouting and scolding continued, because of improper command, and the arrows in the crossbowsmen, the rain of arrows just at the right time caught them off guard, and the previous momentum disappeared.

"Second wave, ready! Draw the bow and put! Zhu Luan lay on Wei Yong's ear, his lips moved slightly, Wei Yong frowned, and continued to roar loudly.

The second wave of arrows coordinated better, and more than a dozen archers gathered together to point and fight.

This time it was more lethal.

Wei Yong looked at the results in front of him and became excited.

"It seems that it is indeed a soldier picked out by Zhu Hao, although they all did not look like a soldier just now, but like a big family, but now it seems that they still have some real skills."

Zhu Luan said in his ear.

"The soldiers are good, but the command is not good." She commented lightly.

Miss Nine, she was really possessed by something. Wei Yong was sweating on his head, and he only felt that the roots of his ears were hot, and he knew that it must be red without looking.

The old man also said something similar back then. said that although he was brave, he was not good at using soldiers, and being a guard was overkill, but there was really something that disrupted and couldn't control the situation.

But it is impossible for a general who can use soldiers in the army to succumb to the nursing home, and if he is the eldest of the short, he will become the commander of the nursing home.

"This bow and arrow shoot is okay, I'll see your hand-to-hand sword and gun combat skills in a while."

Zhu Luan continued in his ear, and the sweat on Wei Yong's face became even more fierce.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the guard's side, and the two of them looked over there together.

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