Chapter 186: A Thunderous Arrow

The arrows that connected to the ground made a loud humming sound, and the mad tremor that tore through the air because of the high speed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since the beginning of Qin Xiaogong, to Qin Shi Huang, he has experienced the great leap of the Shang Dynasty reform, the experience and accumulation of hundreds of years, and the accumulation of countless wealth and sweat, for the Qin people in Guanzhong to create the bow and crossbow corps that swept away the six countries.

In its heyday, this brave army, which had never worn a helmet, fought the Xiongnu in the south and the Xiongnu in the north, and established an incomparably glorious dynasty.

Dozens of generations of accumulation and extinction, the man born of the gangster who destroyed it, established a long-lasting country on the corpse of this vast empire, he frantically and greedily inherited most of the inheritance of the Qin court, and devoured the corpses of his predecessors with endless blood and bones.

Naturally, the army of bows and crossbows and craftsmen who made the earth tremble were also under their command, but the rain of strong Qin bows and crossbows that once attacked the city with arrows never appeared again.

After all, the former emperors of Guanzhong have been thrifty for generations and endured humiliation.

It took more than 100 years to spend more than 100 years sleeping at night with the dreams of an emperor and overcoming obstacles.

Gritting his teeth and tearing up, he used the blood and bones of the generals to water and cultivate the army that Han Ting no longer had the ability to cultivate.

But even so, this rainstorm of arrows still made Zhang Yinyuan truly see how terrifying the long-range strikes in the era of cold weapons were, especially when facing the roar of these thousands of big bows and crossbows, which was not inferior to Whitebeard's devastating deterrence.

The moment he heard the heart-rending "enemy attack" outside the camp, the ugly and hideous slag on his back was quickly scooped up in his hands, and the fiery red mana surging like the Yangtze River was pumped like a meridian by the strong myocardial pump, roaring into the slag at high speed, and the clothes flew over, and the snow-white big army was windless and automatic, like an erupting volcano, a huge flame erupted, wrapping Zhang Yinyuan's whole person into a raging fireball.

'Fire Shelter' inspires!

A large fireball with a diameter of 3 meters ignited a soaring flame, facing the rain of arrows, and soared into the sky! Rampage, spewing out streaks of flame in the dark night with the stimulation of a large number of arrows, releasing a dazzling and exaggerated energy like the sun!

Under the shield of Zhang Yinyuan, which is comparable to the effect of a flare, the cold army on the hill not far away is clearly visible, one by one the lightly armored soldiers lying on the ground staring at the dust in the gaps in the armor with their fanatical eyes, one by one the thick combat boots were pulled by the muscular thighs and left from the crossbow arm of the thickness of the flagpole, and the heavy crossbow with a width of nearly one meter was still in the high-frequency trembling bowstring humming, nearly 3,000 loess figures got up from the ground, dragging their bows and crossbows to cover the dark and gloomy behind them, only to hear the camp of heavy infantry that gasped like wild beasts.

On the first big green horse, a tall man was covered in armor, and the gray hair and a few strands of white whiskers on his chin were scattered in the gap of his helmet, fluttering in the wind, and his pupils were as cold as eagles and falcons, looking coldly at the rising sun of Zhang Yinyuan's incarnation, which wanted to shine in all directions.

"What a guts, knowing that the arrow will die, but also to light the lamp for his comrades to lead the way!" Squinting in admiration, he once again took off the iron-tired bow that had just been saved from his back, straightened his waist, closed his right eye slightly, his gray hair trembled, his arms shook, his two fingers buckled the string, his bow arm rattled, his body leaned back, aiming at the fireball that had begun to fall, and said in a low voice: "Such loyal and righteous people, why don't you serve the country and cause chaos!" ”

As everyone knows, Zhang Yinyuan, who jumped into the air, was scolding in his heart.

(you daddy!) How can this shield still step on the horse and have an updraft! Lao Tzu jumped back and retreated, and he became a paralyzed monkey! Jumping like this in the middle of the night must be targeted。。。。。 ! ）

Fortunately, the individual lethality of these arrows was not very large, and nearly 50 arrows hit one after another, but they failed to wear out Zhang Yinyuan's 500 mana, but at the moment when Zhang Yinyuan fell in the impact of the frenzied arrows, a chill rushed from the soles of his feet along his back to the top of his head, and the raging fire outside was as piercing as ice.

Far stronger than when fighting with the emperor, the sense of crisis tightly grabbed the heart, the mana almost ran out, this long-lost sense of fear surged to the limit when there was a needle prick like a sharp pain in the left chest, and the muscles in the left chest were almost convulsed in response to the murderous aura in the distance!

Zhang Yinyuan looked at the source of the crisis in horror, the big green horse under the white-haired veteran's crotch was as stable as a stone carving, the four powerful horse legs provided the most solid shooting platform for the master, the opponent's scarred armor was polished in some places, and the eye-catching red tassels on the head of the battle helmet in the dark night were contrasted with the bloody cruelty of the beast-like army behind him.

(Definitely him!) It was definitely him who shot Zhang Yan away! ）

Nearly 300 meters away, Zhang Yinyuan once again realized his powerlessness as a mortal!

The veteran took a deep breath, his chest swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, his white hair danced wildly, and the green tendons on his neck clinged like a snake.

Blood swirls and gushes in the blood vessels, and the thin walls of the blood vessels torn by the huge centrifugal force hurt.

The thick bow arm was as steady as a mountain, and it was held in the air by a large and strong hand.

The inner breath erupted, whistling and flowing to every corner of the body.

The bowstring fluttered, and the familiar rattle sounded.

Cell cheers are active to the limit!

Thunderbolt explosion!

Exhale and speak!

The dark blue light of the starry sky converged from the veteran's body like flowing water to the iron arrow on the string, and the earth-shattering power was compressed in the iron arrow, and in an instant, the iron arrow bloomed into the color of the dark night!

Zhang Yinyuan watched the corners of the other party's mouth tugg, revealing an incomprehensible smile, fleeting in his own firelight, and the endless forest cold swept his whole body with the fingers hooking the jet-black bowstring in the distance, as if there was a supernatural power in the underworld, simulating a soul-dementoring thunder "boom" in his ears!

The primitive black arrow that was close to 70 centimeters was shot out of the power of a modern missile by a veteran, like a vicious shark hunted in the deep sea, and the cold star-like arrow was ground red in a blink of an eye, beyond the sound, beyond the light, and in less than 0.1 seconds, it leaped in an instant, which made the Olympic champion have to run for half a minute, galloping, screaming and screaming directly into Zhang Yinyuan's heart under the urging of the master's surging internal breath!

"Brush! Boom! Boom! ”

The fireball was pierced in an instant, the mana fell wildly, and the slag that was temporarily blocked on the chest as a shield seemed to be hit by a train head-on, with the huge kinetic energy brought by the black arrow, and smashed on Zhang Yinyuan's chest, the slag clicked continuously, the sternum crackled, the internal organs were like thunder, and a mouthful of blood sprayed straight into the sky, and the fireball around the body instantly exploded like a barrel of dynamite, and the scorching breath sprayed in all directions.

"You have been attacked by 'Huang Zhong''s 'Night Python Attack Arrow'."

"This attack is expected to deal 788 damage."

"Skill 'Fire Protection' and 'Sky Shock' Hedge"

"Damage Determination...

"Skyshake' estimated damage dropped by 97"

"Estimated damage 691."

"This attack deals a lot of damage and will be accompanied by 'tearing' damage."

"Damage Determination...

"Tear damage lasts for 5 seconds and deals 10 damage per second."

"You use the weapon talent weapon 'Molten Slag' to block"

"You don't have a block skill yet, this block damage waiver is not valid, and the damage is reduced by 45 points."

"The damage of the 'Night Python Strike Arrow' is being transformed...

"Actual damage dealt 646 points."

"Skill Base Tenacity LV15 takes effect, and 30% physical strike damage is forcibly waived."

"When you reach 68 base stamina, you will be forced to reduce damage by 34"

"'Night Python Strike Arrow' deals 419 damage"

"The 'tearing' effect is working...

Zhang Yinyuan carried the slag and swallowed back the blood that poured up his throat for the second time, feeling the discomfort of his heart pounding against his chest, his stomach twisted fiercely, he fell to the ground, fell to the ground in the crying and scattering yellow scarf, looked at the army that was hiding in the darkness again, his throat and eyes were gurgling, knowing that the other party was about to launch an encirclement and suppression of the yellow scarves that were almost shot into a sieve, he pressed the irritability in his heart, and picked up his good luck, Zhang Yan, who fainted next to a big stone, struggled in his heart, and the tip of his tongue was dead against his front teeth, His face distorted, he stomped his feet, listened to the dense footsteps on the side, cursed secretly, rolled on the dark ground, and let the snow-white man stain himself with dust and mud, and knocked away the soldiers who were crying and wailing before his eyes.

The big commander showed up, wrapped Zhang Yan, turned his head to look at the veteran who was separated from the camp and the crowd, laughed miserably, and plunged into the vast night.

(Huang Zhong, right?) Sure enough, old and strong! What a fierce arrow, such a fierce man! Wait! If you can run away, Lao Tzu will return it to you next time! ）