It seems that someone saw that the armor on Wu Yu's body was different, and this time he was taken care of, and there were more than a dozen arrows that fell in front of him alone.

The saber in his hand was constantly waving, as if he wanted to form a vortex, and he wanted to shoot down all the bows and arrows in front of him. But when people are finally poor in strength, so many bows and arrows are fired at the same time, and it is not at all that you can block them if you want to.

A wave of arrows fell, and Wu Yu was hit by two arrows. One on the ribs and one on the chest.

The one on the chest was fine, it hit the heart goggle and was blocked, and the arrow stopped after only a third of it was gone. But the arrow on the ribs of the waist was more than half deep, and the blood flowed out along the arrow's edge.

"Shhh Wu Yu, who felt that it hurt so much to inhale, clenched his teeth, stretched out his left hand, grabbed the tail of the arrow, and pulled the arrow out of his body with a fierce force.

"Ahh

Although he had been prepared for a long time and had already sunk into the dantian, the pain of the arrow being pulled out still made Wu Yu cry out in pain.

I saw that there was still a stream of flesh and blood on the top of the arrow, constantly dripping with blood, and it was extremely red.

"It's a barbed arrow!" Finally fortunate to see the appearance of this arrow, Wu Yu was so angry that his chest kept rising.

The blade arrows were already sharp, and they were afraid that they would not be able to penetrate the armor. But what makes people even more angry is that at the very top of the arrow, there is a small barb, like a barb on a fish hook, which looks like nothing, but once it penetrates into the human body, the destructive power can be called very amazing.

It seems that Wu Yu's strong body, who originally had the strength of a super-first-class master, was also broken by this arrow, and felt that the breath of his whole body became disordered.

As the main general, Wu Yu is like this, and it is conceivable what will happen to the other Western Xia slave catchers. The second wave of arrows cost more than 40 lives.

Two waves of arrows rained down, and nearly a hundred troops were missing, which made Wu Yu vomit blood in distress when he saw it. However, this is nothing, because the third wave of arrows has followed closely behind, and it has been shot again.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was about two hundred paces.

The closer you are, the more powerful the recurve bow will be, and the more accurate it will be.

Especially Wu Yu, as the main target, he shot nearly thirty bows and arrows at him this time.

"General, stand back and be careful."

The three slave catchers, seeing so many bows and arrows looming towards Wu Yu's body, couldn't help but say something, so they urged their horses to rush up and block in front of them.

They were originally Wu Yu's personal soldiers, and they were responsible for the task of protecting the general. They didn't rush up before, because they were very confident in their general, believing that at such a long distance, these bows and arrows would not hurt anyone.

But when he saw that Wu Yu was shot and injured, he knew that the experience idea was to kill people, so when the third wave of arrow rain fell, he took the initiative to act as a human shield and rushed to the front of Wu Yu.

Three living bodies rushed over, blocking most of the arrows, and at the same time, the three of them were like hedgehogs, each of them killed by several arrows.

When the horse fell to the ground, blood began to gush out of the three people's bodies, and it was obvious that they were no longer saved.

"Ahh I'm fighting with you! ”

Seeing that his own soldiers died tragically in front of him like this, but he didn't even touch a single hair of his opponent, Wu Yu was furious.

In the past, they bullied others like this, took other people's lives seriously, and killed wantonly, but at that time, it felt quite fun and cool, and they even liked the enemy's various reactions before they died.

But now, when it was their turn to do this, they realized that this feeling was not fun at all, it was so painful, and it was so helpless.

It's just that it's obviously too late to regret it now.

Su Shi has already issued a strict order, and no one can let go, not a single captive.

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After three waves of arrows, Jiju finally gave the order to charge, after all, the cavalry would not be able to play to their advantage if they did not have time to charge.

"Charge, kill!"

"Kill!"

Four hundred black horsemen, with three people as a small team, adopted the tactics of the three-three system, relying on each other and relying on each other, and the prancing horses rushed forward.

"Kill!"

Under the third wave of arrows, because of the protection of his own soldiers, Wu Yu was only hit by an arrow in his left arm. But at this time, he didn't care about the injuries on his body at all, and roared, and rushed forward.

At the time of the impact, many of the Western Xia slave catchers also picked up the bows and arrows hanging on the war horses, and wanted to carry out a bow and cavalry counterattack, they wanted to return the scene that had just happened to them, and let these black horsemen know that when it came to horse bows and arrows, their Western Xia warriors were far better than the Song people.

The Western Xia cavalry carried out bow and arrow reflexes, and in the process of charging, the black cavalry was not idle, and also carried out bow and horse reflexes.

Speaking of which, most of them are halfway monks, and their proficiency in the control of war horses is indeed not as good as that of the Western Xia cavalry who have been trained for many years, but it doesn't matter, they have stab-proof clothing equipment.

With the protection of the sixteen layers of stab-proof clothing, ordinary bows and arrows could not penetrate at all and hurt them.

In this way, it is equivalent to two people holding pistols and shooting at each other, but one person is wearing body armor and the other is just wearing the thinnest shirt, what kind of result will be imagined.

Within a distance of less than two hundred paces, the two sides went back and forth, and about two rounds of long-range shots of bows and arrows were carried out, and as a result, the Western Xia slave catchers fell about 100 more people.

A total of four waves of arrow attacks, four hundred Western Xia slave capture army, now only half of the men and horses are left, on the other hand, the black horse, not only a lot of people, but also no wounded, the advantage is becoming more and more obvious.

Even so, Wu Yu still has five points of confidence.

If they lose the bow and arrow shooting, it is because the equipment is inferior to the people.

He had deliberately observed just now that the black cavalry on the opposite side was not without being hit by arrows, on the contrary, there were quite a few arrows, but the black armor armor on their bodies protected them and kept them from being injured.

But then it's about hand-to-hand combat, which is the strength of their slave catchers, and when the time comes, he will see what other abilities these black horsemen have to fight against their slave catchers.

Isn't it just that the number of people is twice as many?

I think that at the beginning, on the western battlefield, he led 600 slave capture troops to defeat 3,000 Song cavalry, and the opponent who killed him was to throw away his armor and abandon his armor, so he was not embarrassed.

He could have done it before, but now he is still full of confidence in two hundred against four hundred.

He wants to use the next melee to teach the black riders a good lesson, telling them that fighting a war is not only about being well equipped, but also about their own ability. Otherwise, no matter how good the armor you put on an old man, he won't be able to exert any strength on the battlefield.

Wu Yu is very confident, thinking that he will definitely win next, at least it will not be a problem to rush out.

But he didn't know what kind of opponent he was facing.

He didn't know that this time he was facing the strongest army in the Su family's army, the real black horseman.

They crisscrossed the vast land, covering thousands of miles, and did not taste a single defeat.

They have killed countless people, and killing enemies on the battlefield has long been an instinct.

They were full of confidence and well-equipped, and they considered themselves to be the strongest cavalry in the world.

Such a person, how can they be destroyed by the defeated Wu Yu. The stronger the self-confidence and the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment and the greater the gap.

The two sides are getting closer and closer, thirty steps... Twenty steps... Five Steps...

Finally, in the continuous galloping of the war horses, the two armies collided together, and then there was a sound of swords and guns colliding with the iron horses.

With the collision between the two sides, people kept falling from the horses. Among them, the Western Xia slave catchers were the majority, and occasionally black horses fell from the horses.

But the black horsemen who fell off their horses were mostly because the Western Xia slave catchers gave up their war horses, and their bodies flew and knocked off their horses.

The black rider who really fell off his horse because of swords and guns didn't have one.

Even if they fall off their horses for a while, after rolling on the ground a few times, they can still quickly get back on their feet, and then swing their knives and slash, like Xiao Qiang who can't be killed.

Wu Yu fought three black riders in succession, and none of the scenes he imagined to cut down his opponent appeared. Not only that, but after fighting three people in a row, he was entangled by Ji Zhu, who was armed with an overlord gun.

Jiju was originally powerful, so most of the time he preferred to use a gun rather than a knife.

At this time, he was holding the overlord gun and constantly attacking Wu Yu. Picking, stabbing, stabbing, plucking, sweeping...

The gun style is varied, relying on the length of the weapon, the length of an inch is an inch of strength is vividly reflected.

During this time, Ji Zhu would consult kung fu like the first-class guards around Su Shi when he was free, and his skills had reached the level of a first-class martial artist. Although it is worse than Wu Yu, a famous Western Xia general, the super-first-class level, isn't the other party injured?

You can't use all your strength to be depressed, this is Jizhu's chance.

kept shooting, forcing Wu Yu to be in a hurry, and at the same time, the bleeding speed of the wound in the waist and ribs was also accelerating, and his face became more and more pale.

"I've left this man to me, and you go and help the other brothers." Seeing that Wu Yu was about to turn into a bloody man at this time, and there was no longer any threat, Ji Zhu walked towards the two squads that had been protecting him, and the six black horsemen said.

"Yes." The Black Rider agreed, but only left one squad, and one squad, which did not move. Su Shi had given a strict order before, Ji Zhu, as a general, must not have an accident, and someone needs to protect him at any time.

Even if it was the order of the young marshal, of course, no one dared to disobey it, even if Ji Zhu opened his mouth.

Looking at this result, Ji Zhu's heart was moved, so he simply said to the three black riders: "Come, together, we will be tired to death if we are tired." ”

is a famous general in Western Xia, of course Ji Zhu will not underestimate it in his heart.

Some people died, but not completely......