Chapter Eighty-Six: The Last Battle

The lonely army continued to go deeper into Wulan, and the magnificent stone wall in front of him was Batu, the capital of Wulan, and everyone had a proud glory on their faces.

But I didn't expect that no matter how provocative it was, the drums were beating, Wu Lan's side would always stand still.

Beihuai knew very well that in the face of this situation, they could not delay it at all.

According to the consumption of this military ration, plus the budget for retreat, it can last here for a month at most.

Beihuai saw that the trees surrounding the high wall were all tall trees, and he immediately ordered to cut down trees and build arrow towers.

Wu Lan's people didn't understand what they were doing.

Thinking that Zampu Tanqi said that no matter what, he should not act rashly, so the people did not draw arrows and shoot at them.

Three days later, when the tower began to take shape, they realized that something was wrong.

The general defending the city immediately ordered people to go to Zampu.

Beihuai stood indifferently at the height of the arrow tower, his eyes narrowed slightly, set the distance, pulled the feather arrow to a saturated arc, and then let go, the arrow was like a loose horse, and it actually hit the center of the general's eyebrows.

Kill with one arrow.

Nan Tang was a little surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, this distance was dozens of feet, and he could make an arrow kill people so accurately and quickly.

He glanced at Nan Cheng with some smug glance and raised his chin.

Wu Lan's army instantly panicked, completely forgetting Tan Qi's order, and drew arrows to shoot at them under the city wall.

They had already prepared and stood in a straight line on the city wall, so Wu Lan wasted hundreds of arrows in just half an hour.

This was the scene when Tan Ash arrived.

He pursed his lips, with a thin angry look on his face, looking at Beihuai drinking tea idly on the arrow tower a few feet away, and several other people were talking, he took out an arrow from behind one person irritably, and aimed at a man in white on the arrow tower.

They built the arrow tower so far, didn't they just think that no one in Wulan could shoot such a big distance with a bow?

Be sure to make them pay for ignorance and underestimating the enemy.

Beihuai blew away the green leaves floating in the warm water of the tea cup, but he didn't expect to raise his eyes and see a sharp arrow pressing towards Nan Tang at a very fast speed.

Nan Tang seemed to have discovered it a long time ago, but he looked at the direction where the arrow came from in a daze, and there was no reaction.

Although he was extremely confident in her light skills, there was a trace of fear in his heart at that time, and he couldn't think about it so much at all, so he luckily threw the tea lid in his hand and blocked it in front of the arrow.

As the piercing porcelain shattered, Nan Tang gradually came back to her senses, and a small piece of broken porcelain cut deep blood marks on her face.

The wind blew the sand across his cheeks, and there was an unbearable stinging pain.

She recognized the sandalwood ash standing on the city wall and looking at her indifferently, the man who had seen herself in the inn that day.

The man continued to draw his bow, which had three arrows on it.

Beihuai saw that Nan Tang had not come back to his senses, so he hurriedly got up and pulled Nan Tang into his arms. Because of the large range of movements, he knocked the tea cup to the ground, and the tea splashed on the corners of the two clothes.

Two arrows happened to be caught between the two people who were hugging each other.

Beihuai lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Don't look for death at this time." ”

His tone was full of anger, obviously dissatisfied with Nan Tachibana's contempt for his life.

Nan Tang smiled lightly and wrenched away from his arms.

It turns out that it feels really good to be cared for.

I'm not alone anymore.