Zhao Biao kicked the horse's belly lightly, slowing down his speed a bit.

He didn't believe that the other party would have any tricks, but he had to guard against it.

He squinted at the archer, his eyes surging with boundless killing intent.

Chen Ying was also squinting.

The first two horsemen were less than fifty meters away from her, and the last infantry was already within range.

She let go of the bowstring.

Buzz –

The cow tendon string shuddered lightly, and the iron arrow departed from the string at this moment, and the arrow was heavy, tearing through the air with an indomitable momentum, and let out a cold scream.

All the men in black made defensive moves, but the momentum of the advance did not stop.

This time, the black-clothed men were obviously prepared, and the few horsemen who rushed to the front quickly raised their "shields" to block, while the infantry team following behind could only resign themselves to fate.

The narrow width of the road limited their mobility, and wielding a knife to block was tantamount to slashing and killing their companions, they were all members of the Black Tiger Gang, and they obeyed Zhao Biao's words and did not dare to disobey too much.

Looking at the "shields" suddenly erected in front of him—two large iron pots and a "wooden shield" made of branches and wooden strips—Chen Ying's heart was calm.

The men in black had known about their existence for a long time, and they couldn't have been defenseless.

However, their precautions were obviously superfluous, and her target was not the horse team.

"Ugh!"

The cry of pain came from the rear, and the arrow actually passed through the head of the horse team, drew a lone line at a sharp angle, and shot one of the rear infantry team. Fortunately, it doesn't matter if the injury is injured, shoot on the arm.

"Grass!" The wounded man staggered back two steps from the arrow, but soon regained his footing, cursed, and raised his hand to draw the arrow.

The lethality of the bow and arrow is very limited, as long as you don't hit the vital point, you can't die with two arrows on your body.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

Iron arrows were shot one after another, so fast that people didn't have time to blink, and the speed of the horse team was visibly affected.

The opponent's archery skills are exquisite, and each arrow has a sharp whistling sound, which makes people's hearts chill when they hear it, in addition, the remnants of the previous fire attacks are still there, and the corpses everywhere and the smell of burnt paste in the air are all reminding them that half an hour ago, this was still the Shura field.

Surprisingly, however, the archer ignored the horses, and the arrows bypassed them without exception, as if he knew that he could not penetrate the defenses of the "shield", so he simply gave up his attack and took the rear infantry as a target.

Zhao Biao gradually put his mind at ease.

Although the speed of progress has slowed down, and many people have been painted, for those of them, this injury is not too serious.

And even so, Zhao Biao's face was getting heavier and heavier.

He heard the screams from behind him clearly.

When you catch this kid, you will definitely cut him alive with a knife!

He thought through gritted teeth, pulling out his waist knife.

At this moment, the horse team had already crossed the second scorched earth, and Zhao Biao could even see the archer's cold eyes.

"Brothers, rush up and slaughter this son of a bitch!" Zhao Biao raised his sword and shouted angrily, urging his mount to rush forward.

However, after another breath, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The sound of horses' hooves was still the same as Fang Cai, but the footsteps behind him seemed to be much sparse.

What about people? Why don't you keep up?

He wanted to turn back in confusion, but suddenly heard Lao Jiu's angry roar behind him: "Boss, be careful, the arrow is poisonous!" ”

Zhao Biao was startled, and was about to rein in the horse, when he suddenly felt a cold light flashing in front of him, and the sharp arrow roared through the air and went straight to his front door.

He didn't have time to think about it, his body leaned back suddenly, and a "iron plate bridge" dodged the arrow from this sudden attack, and his back was soaked with cold sweat in an instant, and he didn't even notice the screams coming from behind him.

Chen Yingwei drew an arrow again with some regret, put it on the string, and shot it without hesitation, and then pulled the bow and arrow.

The arrows were consumed quickly, and the quiver was almost empty, and even though she tried to hit every arrow, she always missed.

Her best rapid-fire result was only 80 percent from the field.

Fortunately, the arrow was quenched with poison.

Lao Jiu's roar slowed down the speed of the horse team again, and the two who rushed to the front even began to desperately rein in their horses.

They bore the brunt of the bow and arrows, and until this point they were still unscathed, not because the opponent was on the open side, but because the opponent had been deliberately depleting the rear team.

Immediately, the two of them protected their upper bodies with the iron pot at the same time, and they couldn't retract their legs.

The two of them are the only remaining outsiders, and they know very well the meaning of Zhao Biao's order for them to take the lead, that is, to let them be humanoid shields, and at this moment, when they learned that the arrow was quenched with poison, they didn't want to die in vain.

With the shrill neighing of horses, the two front-mounted horses raised their hooves high, and immediately both of them pulled the reins at the same time.

"Poof", the sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh suddenly sounded, and the tall black-clothed man on the left stiffened.

"Boom", this is the sound of the sharp blade being drawn from the body, and a stream of blood rushed out of the back of the heart of the strong man in black, and his body was crooked, and he fell to the side.

It was a one-shot death!

"Give it all to Lao Tzu!" Zhao Biao pulled out the saber from the corpse with a gloomy face, and his bloodshot eyeballs almost protruded from his eye sockets: "Take a step back, die!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, another slash was slashed, but it was stabbed at the dead body's mount.

The horse could not bear the pain, neighed in grief, raised its hooves and rushed forward.

At this moment, the horse forward was only a few feet away from the last line of defense, and the archer was gone.

"Horses!"

Zhao Biao heard the low shouting coming from behind the carriage. The voice seemed a little immature, and it was conceivable that the speaker was not very old.

A few wooden sticks stabbed out haphazardly, unorganized and weak, but still unsurprisingly pierced into the body of the target's conspicuous horse, and the sharpened tips were all in the flesh.

Although these forces were not large, they were superior to the large number of people, effectively blocking the castration of the horses. The horse screamed and fell weakly, and its huge body rushed forward a few steps under the action of inertia, and pressed right on the carriage.

"Keep stabbing the horse!" Chen Ying took a few steps back, pulled away the distance, pulled his bow and arrows, and the arrows trembled slightly on his fingertips.

She was running out.

After all, it was not an arrow target in front of her, but a living person, and it was still a living person who was moving rapidly, which required her to shoot each arrow quickly and effectively, and the interval between arrows was not only short, but also the force of each arrow must be extremely large, so as to ensure that the arrow penetrated deeply into the body, so that the poison could spread more quickly.

At this moment, she felt fortunate again.

The belly of the mountain was wetter and less inaccessible than elsewhere, so it was rich in fungi, and the botanical knowledge she had received from Mr. Detective allowed her to conclude that most of this ancient mushroom, which dates back thousands of years to the modern era, was poisonous, and although she was not sure how poisonous it was, she could not be wrong in this conclusion.