"You practice white sorcery, and there are actually many aspects of white sorcery and meta-magic that are almost the same! It's just that the operation method and the way of releasing it are different! Just adjust it slightly, and then use the meta-art!" Helian Hongsleeve said.

"And how long do I have to fix it?"

Chansen was both curious and excited in his heart.

"You don't need to cultivate, just follow the spell I taught you, and then inject your witch power into this scroll to trigger this earth elemental technique. ”

Helian Red Sleeves said, handing the scroll in his hand to the hand of the Canqian Sacrifice.

"This is, this is the magical meta-magic scroll!"

The Chansen priest stretched out his hand to take the scroll that Helian Red Sleeves handed over. Receiving the meta-magic fluctuations emitted by the scroll in his hand, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Seeing the Cansen sacrifice, he actually knew about the existence of the Yuanshu scroll, and it seemed that these wizards on the grassland were not a group of lonely people.

Helian Red Sleeves said to Night Nineteen, "You protect the thrush first, and take her away first." Let's be quiet for a while, and don't disturb the performance of the Cansen sacrifice. ”

After a group of people heard Helian Hongsleeve's order, they all stood farther away, holding their breath one by one.

Helian Red Sleeves, who was proficient in the Prairie language himself, made Chansen ready to start teaching him to recite the mantras on the chanting scroll after adjusting his condition.

At that moment, I heard someone shouting from below: "Rebels! Rebels are coming! Alert!"

Uncle Kunsang hurriedly said, "The rebels are coming, these bunnies are coming so fast! I'll take a look!" and turned and ran towards the shouting place.

At this time, I heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and the sound of horses' hooves was overwhelming, and it could be heard from afar.

Kunsang withdrew the guards who were building the fortifications. and brought up the archers composed of those steppe girls.

I saw a cavalry in the distance, rushing towards it in black pressure.

After seeing the offensive formation of this group of cavalry, Kunsang secretly said, he didn't expect the rebels who had reached so fast to catch up so quickly!

Uncle Kunsang stood on a high place, looking down. After seeing the size of the rebel cavalry, it was judged that there were thousands of enemy troops.

and divided those prairie girls into two echelons, arranging them front and back. Those steppe girls stood on a high place, and when they saw the cavalry rushing in the distance, they all looked nervous.

The tradition of the steppe has always been that men are inferior to women, and men are responsible for grazing cattle or participating in various wars. But women were never used in wars as long as there were men.

But this time there were too few people to escape, and the rebels were powerful! Kunshan really couldn't come up with manpower, so they had to be organized into archers.

After all, it was the first time they had participated in the battle! They were in an unstable mood and inevitably nervous.

Uncle Kunsang looked panicked when he saw these girls, and even a few timid girls couldn't hold the bow and arrow in their hands.

"Girls, don't be nervous, just treat those soldiers who run over as those hares and lone wolves that you usually hunt! Now listen to me! Get ready!"

Those prairie girls, although they usually play with bows and arrows, but they usually only shoot some hares and foxes, and where have they ever shot real people! Now that they know that the bow and arrow in their hands are about to shoot people's lives, how can their hearts be calm!

Although it is said that the girl on the grassland has a straightforward personality and looks bold and bold! But knowing that she is going to kill someone, her heart is also pounding with fear.

Hearing Uncle Kunshan's shout, the bolder ones had already stretched the bows and arrows in their hands into a garden, while those who were timid just barely pulled their bows!

But the fear of being about to kill still made them a little flustered.

When Kunsang saw such a scene, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Think about it! These brutes rushing over from the opposite side have slaughtered all your relatives and lovers at the party venue! Don't you want to avenge your relatives? The Sacred Mountain Ancestor God has given you such a chance to take revenge! If you are still soft-hearted, you will be the next to die! Think about these beasts rushing down below, even children will not let go! In the face of these jackals, what can you be afraid of! Take your bows and arrows, and after three breaths, shoot the first round of backfire!"

Hearing Kunsang's roar, these girls couldn't help but grab the bow and arrow in their hands, clenched their white teeth, and pulled the bow and arrow to a full circle.

These girls are all girls who come to participate in the Election Day, and of course the company of their families is indispensable. But when the rebellion was together, Kunsang organized these boys and girls together and brought them out. But many of their families have been trapped in the party venue. None of these girls are not always worried about the safety of their families.

At this time, I heard Uncle Kunsang say that the venue of the party had become a slaughtering field. Several of the girls were already crying bitterly, and their hearts were full of hatred.

"Don't cry! The sons and daughters of the grassland have no bad seeds! Now those murderers of your relatives are on the other side! Don't you want to avenge your relatives! Girls! Use the sharp arrows in your hands to let those beasts taste our power!"

Many girls heard Uncle Kunsang's words, or wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes, clenched their silver teeth, and stared fiercely at the cavalry who were about to rush over, but the hands holding the bows and arrows were not trembling!

After seeing the resolute expressions of these girls, Kunsang exclaimed.

"One, two, three! Straight ahead! Full bow! Shoot up!"

As soon as Kunsang's words fell, the steppe girls shot their bows and arrows. Seeing a rain of arrows, it flew into the air, and then fell in the shape of a parabola.

These girls were only improvised by Kunsang, and had never undergone military training.

Although their hearts were full of hatred and they all struggled to pull away the bows and arrows in their hands, the strength of these girls was both big and small.

Therefore, this piece of arrow rain is not only not neat, but there are front and back, far and near, and the landing points are uneven!

The feathered arrows shot by those girls, if you want to compare them with Deb's wolf tooth army, the neatness of these girls' arrows is simply a miscellaneous card among miscellaneous cards!

When Kunsang saw the feathered arrows shot by these girls, he sighed in his heart and shook his head.

Alas...... In the end, it was a scattered army in a hurry. If you want to rely on them to keep it for three days, unless the Snow Mountain Holy Ancestor manifests!

But now there is a shortage of manpower, so I have to use dead horses as live horse doctors!

"In the second round, lower the angle of elevation and bow to eighty percent full!

This is the first round of arrow rain that is on the way down, and I don't know how many enemies can be killed? But Kunsang only wants this round of arrow rain to bring some difficulty to the enemy's charging momentum, so that the guards can buy some time to put on their equipment!

At this moment, I suddenly heard a miserable cry from the group of black-pressed cavalry below!

The effect of this rain of arrows was surprisingly good! I saw that among the black and oppressive cavalry, dozens of horsemen had been shot down!

This scene shocked Kun Sang's mouth wide, and he didn't close it for a long time, did the ancestral god of the snow mountain really manifest himself!

Could it be that the opposite side is also a group of miscellaneous cavalry among the miscellaneous cards? In the face of such scattering of the girls, they can actually be put down dozens of horses!

Uncle Kunsang finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly issued an order: "Ready!

The second wave of arrows flew out, and since the girls saw that the first wave of feathered arrows had shot down so many enemies, their hearts naturally increased their confidence! The second wave of arrows was a little neater than the first wave of arrows!

Although the second wave of arrow rain was a little neater, the lethality was not as great as the first one, and only a dozen unlucky cavalrymen were shot and fell from their horses.

Before the girls could catch their breath, Kunsang shouted again: "The target is straight ahead, shoot straight! Ready! Shoot!"

Uncle Kunsang was also a little impatient, forgetting that the physical strength of these girls was limited, and after shooting two waves of arrows in succession, most of the girls were already exhausted.

There was a girl who was in better physical condition, and after hearing Uncle Kunsang's order, she quickly shot the third feather arrow.

And those girls with poor arm strength, seeing that their companions had shot the third arrow, took a deep breath, slowed down, and gritted their teeth and tried their best to shoot the third arrow.

The third wave of arrows was a bit bad, the shots were haphazard, and the feathered arrows that were fired first flew scattered towards the enemy.

The arrows fired first had already flown into the formation of the cavalry, and some of the arrows that were fired later had not yet left the string.

I saw that those cavalrymen set up the round shield in their hands to protect the vital point, and after blocking the first feather arrows, they put down the round shield in their hands and rushed quickly.

These cavalrymen who rushed in were all experienced veterans. Based on past experience, I know that the feathered arrows shot by those archers are all neat and uniform, with precise landing points, and the margin of error is extremely small.

Due to the extremely fast power of the cavalry, the archers' blows were covered by the range.

As long as those archers have just finished shooting a rain of arrows, there will always be a gap in the middle, and they can take advantage of this gap to charge forward for a distance.

The time between the string and the aiming time for the archer to shoot the arrow is usually four or five breaths before the second shot can be made!

The time it takes for the arrows to wind up is enough for the cavalry to charge forward for a large distance. Therefore, after the general cavalry charges, as long as they dodge two or three waves of arrow rain, the opponent's archers are almost useless!

In this short time of a breath or two, he could charge forward a long way, and if those archers were a little slower, they could even rush through the most effective range of the bow.

It was the silver tent that was going to be attacked today, but it was a gentle slope, and although the slope was not very large, the speed of the war horse was somewhat affected, and it was not as fast as it was when running on the plains.

In order to better control the horses under them, these cavalry quickened their charge! Seeing that the remaining distance was no longer enough for the archers to shoot a rain of arrows.

After dodging the scattered rain of feathered arrows, they all put down their round shields and rushed forward desperately.

Who knows that due to the different arm strength of these girls, this arrow shoots first and later, high and low, and there is no order at all.

No sooner had the cavalrymen hung their round shields in their saddles than the feathered arrows that had been fired from behind them had just come at them.

Under the blood-colored moonlight, it is not very real, and when I hear the sound of feather arrows coming again, I want to set up a shield to dodge, but it is too late!

The sound of people turning over on their backs, this wave of feather arrows was actually more lethal than the sum of the previous two times! There were more than 100 people who rolled over and fell off their horses!