Since then, Zhou Hao has spent two hours a day, constantly compressing the internal energy cyclone in his body.

In this way, there is a lot of free time in between days. When he had nothing to do, Zhou Hao rode alone, rushed to the city of Handu, and shot the head of Fusang, so as to accumulate military achievements.

At the beginning, Zhou Hao released arrows under the city wall, and the Fusang defenders on the city wall were stupidly shooting at Zhou Hao. The Fusang people thought that they had the advantage of occupying the commanding heights of the city wall, where could they not shoot this Northern Yan boy riding a dark horse?

But the truth soon told the Fusang people that even if they were outnumbered, even if they occupied the geographical advantage, their archery skills were still no match for that dark horse boy!

On the first day, Fusang and Zhou Hao shot down against each other, and Zhou Hao shot forty or fifty people, and the bows and arrows of the Fusang people didn't even touch the corners of Zhou Hao's clothes!

Second, Zhou Hao is here again!

The Fusang people were naturally furious, thinking that you are not over for this advantage? So, a team of archers with a full three hundred people was mobilized and continued to shoot against Zhou Hao!

Who knows the final result, Zhou Hao won! That team of Fusang archers was shot and killed by a third, and nearly a hundred people died!

Third, Zhou Hao still came as promised!

The Fusang people who had been prepared for a long time were waiting for Zhou Hao! Zhou Hao had just entered within fifty zhang, and what greeted him was a dense array of a hundred strong crossbows.

Zhou Hao, who was caught off guard, was taken aback, if it weren't for the hissing wind beast under his crotch, in the dense rain of arrows, dodging left and right, jumping and jumping, and breaking out of a way to live, I'm afraid he would have become a hedgehog!

Zhou Hao, who suffered a loss, was willing to be willing, and after escaping from the attack range of the strong crossbow, he poured his internal strength into the horn bow, and went crazy at a super long distance from sixty zhang away, shooting half of the strong crossbowmen, and scared the remaining fifty or sixty strong crossbowmen so much that they rolled down the city wall, and then they gave up!

And the fourth, Zhou Hao actually came again!

So he summoned the thirty most powerful archers in the Fusang army to fight against Zhou Hao again!

Thirty sharpshooters, the energy is not trivial! If they occupy a favorable geographical position, they shoot hundreds or thousands of enemy troops, it will be a very easy matter! These thirty sharpshooters are also rare treasures in the Fusang army! The Fusang people specially formed them into a small team, and when they were ready to make a critical moment, they would give the Northern Yan army a little power, but when they encountered Zhou Hao, the killing god, they had to use the sharp weapon of the archer squad first.

Who knew that Zhou Hao almost suffered a big loss yesterday, no longer approaching within fifty zhang of the city wall, but standing sixty zhang away, he began to exert his might!

Although thirty archers are powerful, where can they shoot Zhou Hao who is sixty zhang away?

After a pair of shots, Zhou Hao finished abusing the Fusang archer squad! Unscathed, he shot more than a dozen Fusang archers, and the rest of the Fusang archers, where did they dare to continue to stay on the city wall, and even crawled and hid under the city wall.

Zhou Hao, who won a big victory, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and continued the hunting journey on the fifth day!

This time, the Fusang people finally couldn't hold their breath, if this Northern Yan archer was allowed to continue to be aggressive, the morale of the hundreds of thousands of Fusang troops in the city would undoubtedly be hit hard!

This said, Zhou Hao, as usual, rode alone and drove his horse to the city of Handu.

But on the head of the crowded Handu City, it was quiet, and there was no figure!

"Huh, are you afraid of being killed by the master? Don't even dare to go up to the city?" Zhou Hao grinned and said in a low voice.

Just when Zhou Hao was depressed and couldn't get his military exploits, a figure suddenly flashed on the head of the city, and a figure with a shiny head, a bun tied behind his head, and a long bow on his back jumped up and stood on the high female wall. Zhou Hao didn't rush to make a move, and looked up at this Fusang person.

And this Fusang man also stood on the female wall, looking down at Zhou Hao dozens of feet away.

The Fusang man looked Zhou Hao up and down, and suddenly shouted in the Heavenly Dynasty dialect and asked, "You are the Northern Yan marksman who rode a black horse?"

The corners of Zhou Hao's mouth furled, and he replied loudly: "There is not only one master who rides a black horse in the Northern Yan Army! If you ask a few days ago, the person who shot and killed many Fusang cubs here, it is the master!"

The Fuso man's eyes widened, anger flashed in his eyes, and he continued: "Do you dare to report your name?

"Why don't you dare? Master Zhou Hao, not only have you shot and killed many Fusang cubs these days, but even your Toyotomi Hideji Commander was killed by me with one arrow!"

Zhou Hao said that Toyotomi Hideji was not to show off, but to provoke Naito Masanari. It's just that Zhou Hao not only felt the breath of a first-class master from Naito Zhengcheng, but also the unique murderous aura of a sharpshooter!

If the opponent can lose the coolness that an archer should have because of anger, then Zhou Hao will undoubtedly have another chance of winning.

But Zhou Hao obviously miscalculated this time!

This Naito Masanari looks like he is in his early forties, extremely calm and spicy, and he is not easily provoked by Zhou Hao.

Naito Masari's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "Lord Taiko's son actually died at your hands?

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want revenge, let the horse come, and the master will follow!" Zhou Hao said with a twitch of the corners of his mouth.

Naito Zhengcheng's face turned cold, he didn't speak again, and as soon as he stretched out his right hand, he bent his bow and arrows, and a little cold star came straight towards Zhou Hao!

Seeing this, Zhou Hao didn't dare to slack off at all, and his right hand moved quickly, and the three-star beads shot out.

"Ding Ding Ding!" suddenly heard three crashes in mid-air!

Zhou Hao's three-star Lianzhu was not aimed at Naito Zhengcheng, but at Naito Zhengcheng's arrow.

Naito Masanari is also very good, and he is also a series of arrows when he shoots. The two of them collided three times in a row in mid-air, and the sharp arrows suddenly sparked a series of dazzling sparks!

But Naito is a first-class master, and his arrow skills are obviously higher than Zhou Hao's, and he shoots not three-star beads, but four-star beads!

Zhou Hao's armor-piercing arrow knocked off the three arrows in front of Naito Zhengcheng, but the last arrow, still like a meteor, came straight to Zhou Hao's front door!

And Zhou Hao didn't stare at the attacking Lianzhu arrows, but kept observing Naito Zhengcheng's movements!

As soon as Naito Masari made a move, Zhou Hao knew that something was wrong! This Fusang cub's archery skills are probably still above him!

As soon as this guy made a move, it was a four-star alignment. And Zhou Hao has been focusing on internal strength cultivation and has not deliberately cultivated archery skills, so he can't shoot a four-star bead for the time being.

This archery competition, Zhou Hao just shot and fell behind———————————————————————————— please collect! And once again preview tomorrow afternoon's refinement conference, welcome book friends to participate! Finally, one more thing, the arrow will be recommended on Sanjiang on October 7, I hope that book friends will vote for Sanjiang at that time!