Qi Wu held the door panel that might shatter at any time and blocked the entrance.

The others couldn't resist it and retreated deeper into the village.

The Beirong soldiers were divided into two routes, and all the way still surrounded this place.

The other way went to pursue the fleeing villagers.

Hu Er opened his legs, took three or four steps, and ran to the tower with his head covered.

Everyone was waiting for him to be in place, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

"Quick, say I'm here." He tried to calm his breath and asked a few of the boys in the tower to help him get the word across.

"Second Uncle Hu is here!"

Bring the bamboo crossbow you are carrying in front of you, and put the strong bow aside.

The two sons of the Wang family, the big dragon and the big tiger, one on his left and the other on his right, were stacked with bundles of bamboo arrows and wooden arrows beside them, and each held a bamboo crossbow in his hand.

Always ready to be Hu Er's spearhead soldier.

Yan Yu had already retreated to the arrow tower in the center of the village.

There were more and more injured uncles in the village, and Beirong's stormy attacks were all pressed on Fourth Uncle Qi alone.

Yan Yu became more and more calm.

Hiding behind Fourth Uncle Qi, flickering left and right, the wooden stick was like a snake's head, waiting for the opportunity to move, and when he found the opportunity, he greeted the façade and stabbed him in the face!

Beijung ...... It's been a long time since I shot an arrow!

She heard shouts coming from the West Arrow Tower.

His back finally leaned against the sturdy wall of the central tower.

Yan Yu's eyes were like cold stars, and the corners of his mouth were curled up as if there was no curvature.

Come on, fight!

"All ready!"

This is the mantra before the Boy Scouts attack.

Every child in the village can understand, tense up in an instant, reflexively check the weapon, and make a posture of being ready to go!

"Shoot!"

With Yan Yu's order.

Arrows raining down!

The Beijung people turned on their backs.

They never thought that there were arrows in this village, and they suffered a great loss.

Under such a dense offensive, both men and horses could not parry, and they were in chaos.

Hu Da and Hu Er are the souls of the two arrow towers, one person with three crossbows, after shooting an arrow, directly handed to the child next to him, whether it is to take the left or the right at will, the child who is taken away from the bamboo crossbow will quickly give the replaced bamboo crossbow with arrows.

This is what Yan Yu said - unlimited supply!

The towers are all the same square and large enough to stand on all four sides.

If it were an adult standing up, it would certainly not be as large as the number of children.

The Boy Scouts' perseverance in training was rewarded at this moment.

Regardless of the boys and girls, big and small, the sweat has not been disappointed, and their weak bodies no longer become a burden for adults when danger comes.

Not only can they protect themselves, but they can also protect their families and protect their villages.

The more people grow up, the more they think, but they are children, more focused, single-minded, and concentrated on doing one thing well.

They are children who have walked the road to escape and have seen life and death!

When the children are no longer afraid, when they have developed their courage and strengthened their physique, Beirong is just a target for them to move on horseback......

There is only one firm belief in their hearts:

Shoot them!

"Little Er, the iron stick you want!"

Two wooden sticks wrapped in iron sheets were handed out from inside the tower.

It was the only remaining tin bag she brought back, but it was too easy to break ordinary wooden sticks.

Yan Yu took one for himself and handed one to Fourth Uncle Qi.

The door panels have been completely scrapped.

They were under the arrow tower, facing Beijung, and there was no shelter in the middle.

Finally, Beirong reacted that the area attached to the arrow tower was safe, and swung his knife to cut down the bamboo arrows above his head, and rushed desperately.

Yan Yu slashed it with a stick and collided with the knife in Beirong's hand.

While!

Yan Yu's hands were numb when he was shocked, and Beirong was even more upset, the tiger's mouth was broken, and his hands were full of blood.

He looked at the little dot in front of him in shock, and his eyes almost popped out.

"Boy, you can't live!" He shouted an inauthentic Guan Nei dialect, and the blade was lifted from the bottom up, if Yan Yu couldn't catch it, it would be the result of being split diagonally.

Qi Si took a step forward and protected Yan Yu, the stick in his hand firmly held the knife, and shook it away with a force.

Yan Yu flashed out from behind with an expressionless face and smashed a stick on his head.

She didn't spare any effort in this stick.

The wooden sticks covered with iron sheets were harder and stronger, and they were sturdy and sturdy.

Braincase burst!

Qi Si, who has a new weapon, is like a tiger out of the slaughter.

Beirong, who dared to approach the arrow tower, was all killed by him and Yan Yu's stick.

And once Beijon wants to draw a bow and shoot arrows, it will be targeted by the small archers on the arrow tower.

But there are too many Beirong, and looking down from above, it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net.

A Beirong found an opportunity to shoot an arrow and fired an arrow at Qi Si, the most threatening of all.

When Yan Yu found out, it was too late, the caution in her mouth only shouted half a tone, and the stick in her hand couldn't change the direction and block the arrow.

Qi Si turned around suddenly, and he was able to dodge this arrow.

As if enraged, he threw the stick in his hand vigorously.

Yan Yu seemed to be able to hear the sound of the stick breaking through the air.

Burst!

That Beirong was stabbed in the middle of the stick by this stick.

He looked down in disbelief, and before anyone could fall, Qi Si had already rushed over angrily, grabbed the end of the stick, jerked it, and kicked it when he raised his foot.

The man was kicked out and fell to the ground, never to move again......

At this time, Yan Yu had a sentence in his mind that was constantly swiping the screen:

That's the beast's instincts!!

Qi Si seemed to forget that there was still a need for archery on the arrow tower, so he rushed out in a few steps, and a stick danced vigorously, without moves or methods, so he whipped back and forth, left and right.

The crying father who beat Beirong called his mother.

Yan Yu didn't lie at all, she was closest to Fourth Uncle Qi, and she saw bursts of smoke coming from his body......

This is the heat generated by the high-intensity force of the body, a little fantasy, this is the fighting spirit!

Beijon would not stand stupidly waiting for the arrows to be shot, they rode to the sides.

Yan Yu shouted in time to stop.

On the two arrow towers, except for Hu Da and Hu Er, the rest of the people stopped.

Hu Da and Hu Er in Beirong within the range of point fire.

The men who had been waiting inside and outside the arrow tower for a long time rushed out like wolves, and their target was Beirong, who had not yet had time to escape.

Yan Yu squatted down.

Look at Uncle Qi who came over from the West Arrow Tower, wielding a new door panel, killing one step at a time......

Look at the crazy Uncle Qi again, the stick sweeps like a dragon, and the big stick teaches Beirong to be a new man......

I can't help but sigh: Uncle Qi, the real god of war!

"Cats, how many people are left?"

She wasn't very worried, because the Beirong gang had run north.

Probably trying to escape from the mountains.

It's a pity they chose the wrong ......

After the cat reported the number, Yan Yu got up and shouted, "Return to the Arrow Tower." ”

Everyone immediately ran back without looking back.

Beirong was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, they felt the last coldness of the world.

"Shoot!"

Whoosh whoosh ......

Until there is no more Beirong who can stand on the ground.

"Mending the knife."

Yan Yu gave a cold order, and he first smashed a stick on Beirong, who didn't know whether he was dead or not......

Faintly hearing movement from the north, Yan Yu turned his head to look over, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Typos are changed first and then changed ha~

Read the next chapter tomorrow morning, you know~(#^.^#)~

It's too difficult to write a fairly wonderful battle picture, and it hurts to think about it, and it's like bursting~~~

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