Seeing that on a wet military coat in front of him, suddenly in a violent shaking, there were three arrows with bloodletting grooves, and a section appeared reluctantly.

'~', the old snake couldn't help but curse in his mouth.

The main thing is that when he looks at it now, he can immediately see the cotton clothes in front of him, but the nails are densely packed with sharp arrows, and they have become like a nail board.

If it seems that people with dense phobias will definitely be hairy in their hearts.

Although the old snake does not have this kind of dense phobia, he is also panicked; Who knows when a Tartar will be able to shoot through the military coat in front of him with a single arrow.

It's a pity that he can't care about that.

The Tartar archer has just finished firing the arrow, and because of the weakness of the arm after the continuous opening of the bow, the interval between the firing of the arrow has become longer and longer.

He took a deep breath and reluctantly picked up a quilt on the left.

After a quick observation, he locked on to the target this time, and then let go of the bowstring that had been pulled out early in his hand, allowing a sharp arrow to fly out.

Suddenly, a Tartar who had just finished throwing the dirt bag on his shoulder, turned around and ran wildly to get out of the attack range on the pier, was shot in the back.

This one tartar should be Yu Ding, so he only wears a piece of leather armor.

At close range, such leather armor is completely unable to carry the old snake, and Zhou Suhong has a bow of at least 50 side bows; So the Tartar Yu Ding was immediately shot to the ground.

Even if the Tartar was hit by an arrow and fell to the ground, the person was still struggling, and he did not die immediately; But in the mouth of the old snake, he still coldly spit out a sentence of 'the second one'.

It means that he has fought until now, although the battle has not been long, this is already the second result in his hands.

To know! On their arrows, they were also soaked in horse manure like tartars, and they were immediately on the other party's wounds, adding a certain power of wound infection.

The Tartars are definitely not as effective as they are on the battlefield.

Of course, the thing that made the old snake happiest was that he originally had some foundation in bows and arrows, and after intensive training in the last few days, his archery skills have increased significantly.

God is pitiful, now it can be regarded as much stronger on the quasi-head, and it will not be like the night of the night attack, shooting a loneliness.

It's just that after the next second, the old snake, who had just been happy, made a backward movement and frantically made his body fall backwards.

In a hurry, the back of his head hit the wooden pillar supporting the quilt, and he couldn't care about the pain for a while.

Because just now, a Tartar archer who had already set his sights on him, took advantage of the opportunity for him to open a little quilt and open the bow, and counterattacked with one arrow.

Special! The old snake swore that in order to avoid being shot, he opened a little more quilt,

With such a little space and gap, the Tartar archers actually shot in with precision; If it weren't for the old snake's timely response, it would have hung up this time.

But even so, the feeling of a cold light almost brushing the tip of the nose and nailing it to the wooden pillar above the head.

At this moment, he thought that he was destined to die the old snake, and he almost urinated out at that time.

In the modern plane, his profession is indeed an asir, yes; But in fact, most of the work is based on the kind of monitoring.

It's like this feeling of walking on the edge of death, and if you're not careful, you'll hang up, and that's the first time in the world.

Finally, after taking a few deep breaths, the old snake gritted his teeth and pulled out a new sharp arrow from the quiver at his waist, and continued to put it on the bowstring.

Prepare to take a dozen breaths before lifting the quilt again and shooting, once again enduring the feeling of wandering on the brink of death.

Otherwise? There are so many tartars there, and if you don't fight, he won't die.

About ten minutes later, the old snake quickly lifted a little quilt, and another arrow beckoned out, and shot a Tartar Yu Ding in the arm.

Almost at the same time, a sharp arrow from a Tartar shot at his chest.

Fortunately, as a rookie that Hu Biao and they value more, the old snake was assigned an iron armor and a cotton armor.

The Tartar's arrow was fortunately bounced off by the iron armor, allowing the old snake to survive.

The problem is the location of the arrow, and it hurts to be hit, so that such a 32-year-old man almost burst into tears......

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For the encounter of the same rookie old snake, now there is only one ear left of the martial arts lovers.

The 26-year-old rookie Yu Hanfeng can't care about sympathy at all now; Even if the arrow tower where the old snake was located was only a few steps away from him.

What Yu Hanfeng thought of now was to kill a few more Tartars before filling in the trenches.

This is not! After hastily reloading the three-eyed gun in his hand, he poked out a little bit of his head and found his target in a very short time.

The main thing is that now on the small front under the pier, there are dense Tartar figures, and it is really quite simple to recruit some targets.

Yu Hanfeng faced a few Tartars who were rushing over with dirt bags on their backs, and decisively stretched out and lit the three-eyed guns in his hands.

After a while, a choking white smoke floated up, and under a loud sound, it also shook his skull and eardrums.

Saying! In the impression of a group of netizens.

The three-eyed gunpowder weapon has many problems such as short range, low accuracy, and poor power.

But in fact, this thing depends on how to use it correctly, if it is at a distance of twenty steps, that is, thirty meters, it is powerful enough to break the armor, and the quasi-head will not be too collapsed.

In a puff of choking smoke, Yu Hanfeng, who was choked and coughed violently.

Persevering, he glanced at the target he was looking for, and was pleasantly surprised to see such a scene:

After the two Tartars were shaken, they were killed on the spot when they were only five or six paces away from the trench, and they didn't even have time to throw the dirt bag on their shoulders.

Boy! It was a double shot.

Seeing this, Yu Hanfeng was so happy that he even showed his teeth.

Saying! What could make a modern old man happier than playing a tartar? I'm afraid that only the little devils and the soldiers who beat Uncle Sam's armor will have such excitement.

Add Yu Hanfeng, after these two latest results.

Now under the mound, there are already more than twenty corpses of the Tartars, and if you count the wounded who were hastily brought down, the number of casualties on the Tartar side has reached at least thirty or forty.

A cow in the Tartars recorded so many people, and they were all reduced by more than one percent.

With the ancient army's ability to withstand casualties, I believe that these Tartars will soon be unable to withstand this attack, and they can only launch a new attack after retreating and recuperating.

It also makes it a little easier for them.

The only pity is that the battle has been fought until now, that is, it has been going on for about twenty minutes.

Although the Tartars were unable to fill in the trench completely, at least four or five nodes had been filled in to allow the Tartars to attack close to the earthen wall.

Even at the location of the drawbridge, the trench was completely filled with tartars.

In addition, even if they have a huge advantage in the fortifications, they defenders have achieved such a result, and there is no price at all.

The archery skills of the Tartar side are so powerful that even if they are wearing armor and iron masks on their faces, they still have the price of two dead and one wounded.

A soldier and a netizen died in battle.

Wrong! There are already three people who have died in battle, and two of them are netizens.

No, when Yu Hanfeng retracted his body back into the earthen wall and hid, he continued to fill the three-eyed gun.

Suddenly, on my face, I felt a warmth at the same time; A body beside him fell heavily beside him.

Among them, the special fishy smell made Yu Hanfeng, who had already had combat experience, smell it, it was blood, which had just rushed out of the human body, and it was still hot blood with body temperature.

"Ali, save people~"

When he instinctively shouted such a sentence in his mouth, Yu Hanfeng turned his head to look at the body.

As a result, I saw my fellow rookie companion Blue Bird, with an arrow deeply inserted into his right eye socket, and there was no undulation on his chest......

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