Jiang Zhongyou bent his waist, quietly stretched out his head to take a look, took off the hard bow behind his back with his left hand, and pulled out an arrow from the quiver at his waist with his right hand.

Silently use internal force and condense your eyes. Two hundred paces away, the hairs on the faces of the Beidi soldiers could be seen clearly.

Jiang Zhongyou's family has been a general for generations, and was originally one of the several major families guarding Dongyi in the Great Zhou, and often intermarried with the Dongyi royal family. When Qin was founded, it was divided into Qin by King Zhou. For generations, he is the head of the Qin Army's bow method. Although it is not a prominent official position, nine out of ten full-time archers in the Qin army are from the Jiang family. It has a certain influence in the army.

Jiang Zhongyou, as the leader of the new generation of the Jiang family, was able to open two stone bows at the age of ten, and now he is five or six years old, although his strength has not increased by leaps and bounds, he can barely open three stone bows, but the accuracy of the arrow is not comparable to a few years ago. What a hundred steps through Yang, a hundred without losing one, is not enough to describe his quasi-head.

During his spring hunting, he shot a hare hiding in the grass three hundred paces away with an arrow. When the slave saw the rabbit, it was being nailed to the tree by an arrow piercing through the left eye and the right eye, and it was still not breathing.

Since then, he has secured the first position of the Jiang family's new generation of bowing. This is also why the Jiang family is willing to spend a lot of effort and beg a certain nobleman to promote Jiang Zhongyu into the Yanwu Hall. It's not that the Jiang family can't afford to spend this money, it's just that the disciples who came in from the Fame Road and the disciples who came in from the Money Road have completely different meanings for the Jiang family. The petty officials behind those disciples of the Money Road will only have something to ask the Jiang family, how can the Jiang family have something to ask for them. The disciples of the road of fame are different, who is not a person with a prominent position behind them?

But that's a bit too far.

Yesterday afternoon, Jiang Zhongyou didn't know how many times he hid in the carriage and shot the Beidi generals through the cracks in the bamboo weaving. But the number of Beidi's army was amazing, and a few quivers placed in the carriage were missed, and the momentum of the charge was not slowed down. On the contrary, because Qin Yan's two armies retreated too quickly due to heavy casualties, they almost trapped themselves in it.

At that time, Jiang Zhongyu had the idea of assassinating the leading figure of Beidi alone.

Even if Beidi is a tribal alliance and has more than a dozen characters who can call the shots, Jiang Zhongyu is also confident that he can kill all their leaders before Beidi intercepts him.

So, taking advantage of the dim light of the sun going down, he quietly took a strong bow and a bag of arrows, and walked down the carriage.

I'm afraid that the two or three disciples sent by the family haven't found out that they have slipped away. Even if they found out, they would at most go back and sue their grandfather.

It's a big deal to go home and get a few whips.

Regardless of Qin and Yan's armies, after all, they are Kyushu men, and they must always behave more heroically than those barbarians, so as not to let them underestimate them.

If Daddy is alive, most of them will slap and say that it's okay. Grandpa is old after all, and he is too cautious.

In the middle of the river, Beidi's vanguard had already walked in front of him no more than a hundred meters. The barren grass, which is close to one person high, has become the best cover in the middle reaches of the river at this moment.

Jiang Zhongyu bit the arrow shaft in his right hand and held it in his mouth. And he took one out of his quiver.

I wanted to find a condescending place, but I didn't find a small dirt slope in a radius of dozens of miles, let alone mountains. If it weren't for the fact that there is a man-tall barren grass here, it would have almost broken a big thing.

Seeing that, the mighty man wearing the armor of the Yan army general was getting closer and closer to here. The bantam horse that Beidi often rode was also replaced by a high-headed horse of the Qin army that was caught at some point.

Most of the man-tall war horses were on top of the men who were already stronger than ordinary clansmen, and in the tall grass of this person, they were simply the most conspicuous targets.

If you can't shoot him with an arrow, wouldn't you be worthy of the prestige of my Jiang family for hundreds of years.

Before the mighty man approached a hundred paces, the bowstring in Jiang Zhongyu's palm was already roaring. Eleven feather arrows in succession instantly sealed all the space that the Beidi general could dodge.

It has to be said that the perennial conquest has cultivated a sharper sense of hearing and reaction speed than the people of Kyushu. As soon as he heard the sound of the bowstring, the Beidi general immediately turned over and hid in the horse's belly.

But the judgment of the middle reaches of the river, which has been tempered by the Jiang family's various arrow gods for so many years, is not so easy to dodge.

An arrow pierced the horse's belly, carrying blood, into the belly of the Beidi general. The internal force attached to the arrow exploded, shattering the shaft of the arrow into countless fragments. Shot through his guts.

The Beidi general only had time to spit out a mouthful of blood containing internal organ fragments and wooden thorns, and he was completely exhausted.

Jiang Zhongyou saw that an arrow had made a meritorious service, and he immediately used force in his mouth to bite a tooth mark on the shaft of the arrow with his teeth. One

Without waiting for the Beidi generals to search for his location, he had already made a big circle and changed places.

Jiang Zhongyu silently adjusted his luck, and waited for the next moment to break out again with such a strong blow.

The Jiang family's internal force, in addition to the powerful instantaneous explosive power, has the advantage of hiding the aura.

A Beidi general roared, bringing up flying grass clippings and slamming them on the place where Jiang Zhongyu was hiding just now. The huge stick in his hand danced like a wheel. Tearing up the range of seven or eight steps around, the strong strength rolled the soil and grass clippings into a tornado, the tornado was so high that it could be seen dozens of miles away.

The middle reaches of the river can't help but smack their tongues. The strength of these barbarians is also too amazing. If they practiced the internal force tantric method of the Kyushu families, the advantages of the Kyushu countries would be lost.

Fortunately, in the past few years, although there have been traitors in Kyushu, I have never heard of anyone leaking their own exercises. Otherwise, it would really be a lot of harm.

The Beidi general led a group of barbarians to wreak havoc. Helplessly, it was discovered that the sneak attacker had disappeared without a trace. Even if there was a clansman whose nose was only a little weaker than that of a wolf, he could not smell any abnormal smell at all, if it wasn't for the corpse lying on the side, I was afraid that everyone would feel it, but it was just a momentary delusion.

The Beidi general carried the corpse on the ground, not caring about the blood staining the Yan army cloth he had just changed. Step by step, he slowly walked towards the large sedan chair carried by eight wrestlers.

These eight warm sedan chairs were used by a big official in Yanbei to marry. The inside is equipped with a stove aromatherapy. Four palace lamps are hung in the four corners of the exterior. The heavy curtains make it impossible to see what is inside it. I could only vaguely see two figures, one tall and one short, sitting there.

Jiang Zhongyu was secretly a little annoyed. It would have been nice if I had been more patient at that time, and when the sedan chair arrived, I would have attacked the people in the sedan chair directly. Now the other side has taken precautions. If you want to shoot them, it's hard.

The Beidi general who carried the corpse walked to the front of the sedan chair, bowed his head and knelt down on one knee, and solemnly placed the body in front of the sedan chair. He said in a muffled voice: "Ancestor, Kululu is dead." ”