Seeing that a group of subordinates were exhausted by this group of guerrilla warfare masters of the Black Flag Kukit, the hit rate of the attack was simply outrageously low. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Tuga had to go into battle in person, preparing to perform 'Flying Shot' to boost morale. I saw him galloping out, the man and the horse were one, and he could perfectly control the horse's advance and retreat and turn with only his legs, gently took out an arrow from the quiver, slowly opened the bow, aimed at a black flag lancer far away, estimated the enemy's trajectory, and threw the bow slightly diagonally above the target, manipulated the horse to continue to accelerate, and when he took out the second arrow, the first black flag lancer was killed by a headshot. The second target was a black flag shooter farther away, still aiming at the target to calculate the trajectory of movement, and when the target slowed down and fired the bow, it was another flick, and the second was shot in the head. And then the third, and the fourth......

Tuga's chic continuous headshot performance was seen by Mama Tea, this kid imitated a few postures, as if he had a feeling, and immediately decided to learn to 'throw'. As a result, the arrows flew to their own people...... Mama Cha stared blankly at the soldier who was shot off his horse for a long time, he slowly lowered his head, and grabbed his hair with both hands. Coincidentally, the whole process of this 'divine shot' happened to be seen by Jamila and others......

Tuga shot again for a while, feeling that his morale should be full of encouragement, but unexpectedly, he turned around and found that his own team had actually stagnated in a small area! What is the situation? Mama Cha and the others actually made such a low-level mistake on the battlefield! Quickly took out the horn and blew it, and gave the order for the whole army to attack. Seeing that the army was back to normal, Tuga nodded in satisfaction, but a spear had already been killed from the side.

The unfortunate boy was killed in an instant by the spear charge of the Black Flag Lancers. Wait, Tuga, who flew out a few meters away, got up again, it turned out that the horse was killed in seconds, and the person was not dead. The enemy drew his spear and left, leaving Tuga with a dashing back, and the flowing horsetail did not take away a single cloud. Tuga spit out a few mouthfuls of sand, fortunately it is a desert, and the shock absorption is strong, otherwise he may have to lose his arms and legs. Squinting his eyes and observing the enemy's trajectory, Tuga curled the corners of his mouth and pulled out a special large cone-headed arrow from the second quiver. Twisting the bowstring slightly, aiming slowly, the arrow spun and flew out, and then hit the flowing ponytail, no, the chrysanthemum under the ponytail. The arrow swirled and pierced into the horse chrysanthemum, causing a circle of horse blood to splatter......

The horse was frightened, frightened, and stood up violently, and pushed the knight out. With the huge inertia and the right throwing angle, the knight flew out of a beautiful parabola, and was about to land, when suddenly another lancer who couldn't brake sprinted over, snorted, and the poor flying knight became a skewered knight, and knocked the other lancer off his horse.

In a small episode, the battle continues, and Tuga randomly grabs a horse with a dead owner on the battlefield to ride and continue his great cause of shooting. A long chaotic battle was finally over, and Tuga's men didn't die much, after all, the Earth Gems had been fully restored. But everyone was too tired, and everyone who had too much physical exertion was not active in cleaning the battlefield, and some even sat still.

After the seizure was completed, Manid made a statistic and came to tell Tuga that he had seized a small amount of Kukit riding bows, which were much more powerful than ordinary riding bows, and whether he would also let people get a batch of copies at the base of the valley. Tuga had to explain to him that a good archer had to train for at least several years to ensure that he could shoot right away. So no matter how good the bow is, it is an ornament for these ordinary cavalrymen who have not been trained in mounted archery. And every Kukit tribe has the custom of making their own bows and arrows and horse lances, and it can even be said that everyone will have relevant skills, after all, only what they make is the most suitable for themselves, and the standard equipment can never be perfectly adapted to the individual.

Manid asked him what a lance was, and he had to go on to explain that the lance was an alternative lance, much thinner than the giant lance of Swadia, and that it was a kind of elastic spear for horses. A good horse lance takes several years to take shape, and even some heirloom guns, which take more than ten years of careful manufacturing, are worth a lot. In Kukit, there is such an heirloom maul, which is a status symbol, equivalent to the coat of arms of the Calradian nobility......

Before Tuga could finish speaking, Manid was gone, and he probably had already run away when he heard that it was worth a lot. Tuga shook his head and smiled, and turned to Sein.

"Sein, do you want to go back and have a look?" Tuga asked softly, looking at Sein.

"What's so nice to see, except for the dead grass and sand, which have long since burned out. Sain replied as she groomed her horses.

Tujia grabbed her hand in front of him: "Don't brush it, let's go, just take it as a walk with me." ”

Sain struggled a few times, but didn't break free, and turned his head to stare at Tuga fiercely. Looking at Tuga's dark and shining eyes, she panicked for no reason, avoided her eyes and lowered her head, and said in an inaudible voice: "Okay." ”

Tuga let go of his hand, patted her on the shoulder, and walked out, and Sein tidied up a little, put the saddle back on, and led the horse to find Tu.

The two of them rode on horseback, strolling through the grassland, when a gust of wind blew in front of them, and a whirlwind blew on the sand not far away, and then continued to blow away. In the distance, there is an endless withered yellow, with the occasional green dotted in between. In this vast desert, Tuga gradually fell into distant memories......

A young man, with a small grass in his mouth, lying on the grass with his head in his arms, not far away are some white yurts, leisurely shepherds riding dwarf horses, chatting and waving horse poles, a group of children, you chase me through the flock, startled the shepherd dog barking wildly, the old shepherd who is napping, opens his sleepy eyes, and laughs and scolds at the children and dogs.

A little girl in a bright dress came to the young man's side, with an innocent smile on her red face, and she sat down and shook the boy vigorously.

"Brother, I want grasshoppers, I want grasshoppers. The girl shouted as she shook the boy.

"Don't scream, my brother is dead, and I can't hear anything. The boy closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but the smile on his face betrayed his mood.

The girl paused for a moment, then stretched out her little hand to tickle the boy, and the boy held back desperately, motionless, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

The girl stopped again and said, "Ah, my brother is really dead!"

The young man said proudly: "Of course, a manly man, four horses can't be pulled away." ”

The girl thought about it, fell to the ground softly, closed her eyes and said, "Then I am also dead." After saying that, he didn't move, but after a while, he quietly turned his face sideways, opened one eye and secretly looked at the young man......

Seeing that a group of subordinates were exhausted by this group of guerrilla warfare masters of the Black Flag Kukit, the hit rate of the attack was simply outrageously low. Tuga had no choice but to go into battle in person, preparing to perform 'Flying Shot' to boost morale. I saw him galloping out, the man and the horse were one, and he could perfectly control the horse's advance and retreat and turn with only his legs, gently took out an arrow from the quiver, slowly opened the bow, aimed at a black flag lancer far away, estimated the enemy's trajectory, and threw the bow slightly diagonally above the target, manipulated the horse to continue to accelerate, and when he took out the second arrow, the first black flag lancer was killed by a headshot. The second target was a black flag shooter farther away, still aiming at the target to calculate the trajectory of movement, and when the target slowed down and fired the bow, it was another flick, and the second was shot in the head. And then the third, and the fourth......

Tuga's chic continuous headshot performance was seen by Mama Tea, this kid imitated a few postures, as if he had a feeling, and immediately decided to learn to 'throw'. As a result, the arrows flew to their own people...... Mama Cha stared blankly at the soldier who was shot off his horse for a long time, he slowly lowered his head, and grabbed his hair with both hands. Coincidentally, the whole process of this 'divine shot' happened to be seen by Jamila and others......

Tuga shot again for a while, feeling that his morale should be full of encouragement, but unexpectedly, he turned around and found that his own team had actually stagnated in a small area! What is the situation? Mama Cha and the others actually made such a low-level mistake on the battlefield! Quickly took out the horn and blew it, and gave the order for the whole army to attack. Seeing that the army was back to normal, Tuga nodded in satisfaction, but a spear had already been killed from the side.

The unfortunate boy was killed in an instant by the spear charge of the Black Flag Lancers. Wait, Tuga, who flew out a few meters away, got up again, it turned out that the horse was killed in seconds, and the person was not dead. The enemy drew his spear and left, leaving Tuga with a dashing back, and the flowing horsetail did not take away a single cloud. Tuga spit out a few mouthfuls of sand, fortunately it is a desert, and the shock absorption is strong, otherwise he may have to lose his arms and legs. Squinting his eyes and observing the enemy's trajectory, Tuga curled the corners of his mouth and pulled out a special large cone-headed arrow from the second quiver. Twisting the bowstring slightly, aiming slowly, the arrow spun and flew out, and then hit the flowing ponytail, no, the chrysanthemum under the ponytail. The arrow swirled and pierced into the horse chrysanthemum, causing a circle of horse blood to splatter......

The horse was frightened, frightened, and stood up violently, and pushed the knight out. With the huge inertia and the right throwing angle, the knight flew out of a beautiful parabola, and was about to land, when suddenly another lancer who couldn't brake sprinted over, snorted, and the poor flying knight became a skewered knight, and knocked the other lancer off his horse.

In a small episode, the battle continues, and Tuga randomly grabs a horse with a dead owner on the battlefield to ride and continue his great cause of shooting. A long chaotic battle was finally over, and Tuga's men didn't die much, after all, the Earth Gems had been fully restored. But everyone was too tired, and everyone who had too much physical exertion was not active in cleaning the battlefield, and some even sat still.

After the seizure was completed, Manid made a statistic and came to tell Tuga that he had seized a small amount of Kukit riding bows, which were much more powerful than ordinary riding bows, and whether he would also let people get a batch of copies at the base of the valley. Tuga had to explain to him that a good archer had to train for at least several years to ensure that he could shoot right away. So no matter how good the bow is, it is an ornament for these ordinary cavalrymen who have not been trained in mounted archery. And every Kukit tribe has the custom of making their own bows and arrows and horse lances, and it can even be said that everyone will have relevant skills, after all, only what they make is the most suitable for themselves, and the standard equipment can never be perfectly adapted to the individual.

Manid asked him what a lance was, and he had to go on to explain that the lance was an alternative lance, much thinner than the giant lance of Swadia, and that it was a kind of elastic spear for horses. A good horse lance takes several years to take shape, and even some heirloom guns, which take more than ten years of careful manufacturing, are worth a lot. In Kukit, there is such an heirloom maul, which is a status symbol, equivalent to the coat of arms of the Calradian nobility......