520 Crying Promenade (5)

"The probe wheel must find out the murderer of Lord Sebra"

A bearded general of the Kugit cavalry, who temporarily took the place of Sebula, shouted an order to the cavalry behind him, and the Kugit cavalry, outflanked on the right flank, was two hundred meters away, and suddenly made a sharp turn

Hit" the shouts of the entire platoon of Kugit cavalry, echoing with the sound of bowstrings flicking and at the same time in the sound of rumbling horses' hooves

These cavalry archers, who steered their horses and raised their compound bows at the same time, showed their great horsemanship, and undoubtedly, their procession quickly turned to the right as if by juggling, just enough to turn sideways and line up the arrows in their hands.

"Crash Crash"

In a burst of vibration that tore through the air, countless clusters of arrows flashing with cold light burst out from the compound bows in the hands of the entire row of Kugit cavalry, and the black dots that "swished" all over the sky were like meteor showers across the dark night sky, and fell towards the dense Wiki army formation in the distance.

In the dirt in front of the marching formation, the sharp arrows formed a slightly objective white in front of the Wiki army, and even landed on the shield wall in the front row, and there was a crisp knocking sound like raindrops

Some of the crossbowman recruits, who had little experience, stood up and prepared to return fire for Kugit's early attack, a move that was immediately stopped by a veteran from the back row

"Do you want to die?" a Vickya squadron leader ran from behind and sternly shouted to the recruits standing up in front, "This is just a tentative attack for the other side to find the position of the hand, if you don't want to be the first target to be covered, put the crossbow down for me"

"It's the bloody Harvey Zack"

A recruit turned back dissatisfied, and when he saw the clothes on this squadron leader, he immediately chose to shut up,

The squadron leader's shout undoubtedly had a lot of influence among the recruits, and when the recruits who stood up saw that it was him, they put down their crossbows and bows in their hands, and squatted down cautiously again, looking in his direction with their eyes full of admiration,

Because he is the blood-clad Harvey Zack, the sniper crossbowman of the Vecchian crossbowmen, a legendary figure with a record of 100 kills,

Compared with the crossbowman wearing ordinary leather armor next to him, the sniper crossbowman's leather coat on his body, which represents the status of the highest crossbowman, is particularly eye-catching here.

The red-plush scarf scarf and the hem of the oily three-layered cowhide coat drooped straight down to his waist, wrapping his entire body together,

When he lay down, he was almost like a ghost shrouded in darkness,

Only a pair of sharp eyes shone brightly,

In the corner of his cotton coat inlaid with square iron sheets, as the wind blows, the inside of the raised clothes, dense red-spots can be vaguely seen,

Let anyone who sees these feel some chills from the heart,

This is a bloody garment infested with the blood of the enemy,

These red spots are the marks of blood and exploits,

It is said that the enemy who died at the hands of Hazavik was at least more than a hundred, including 2 general-level figures,

One of his famous subconscious actions is that after pulling out the arrow from the enemy's corpse, he wipes it clean with the corner of his clothes until he can see his face brightly.

This bad habit leads to his clothes always have a faint smell of blood,

In the eyes of ordinary people, such a habit can be described as quite perverted.

But in the face of bloody battlefields at any time, such a hobby undoubtedly makes many recruits feel convinced from the heart, crossbowmen are a dangerous profession, and people who can become the highest-level sniper crossbowmen are less than 50 people in the nearly 100,000 Vekia army.

They believed that this experienced and brave warrior would carry them through every battle safely, guiding them to become great hands like him.

Harvey Zack stood at the front of the crossbowman queue almost without cover, like a banner that never fades,

Legend has it that the foot infantry crossbow, which has harvested hundreds of lives, lies quietly at his feet, his eyes shining with scorching fire, and he looks at the expressions of the Kugit cavalry in the distance, as if he is looking at round gold coins

"Attention the 6th Squadron of Crossbowmen, 200 meters are ready for a strike" The loud shouts of the distant herald Fei Tuofu and the icy rain came at the same time,

"Come on man, let's fill the blood again"

Hazavik lifted the infantry crossbow in his hand with a somewhat dry mouth, and his dry mouth lightly touched it, and he muttered in a voice that only he could hear,

This is his most relied on partner, and as long as he is there, Hazavik believes that he can deal with anyone.

Ping picked up the infantry crossbow in his hand, and his keen eyes were like sharp swords, passing through the m-vast white-rain curtain in front of him from the hole, and quickly locked on to a target that was traveling at high speed.

It was a bearded Kujit man who wore jīng zhi armor and a precious scimitar inlaid with gems in his hand, and had betrayed his identity.

There was an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, and Hazavik knew that he had grabbed another big person, and the familiar feeling suddenly spread from his fingers and palms, turning the heat in his heart into a bloodthirsty desire,

Repeated sniper experience has made Hazavik clearly aware of the circumstances under which his sharp arrows are the most profitable, and the bounties of these slain generals are ten times or even higher than those of ordinary soldiers

Hit "

The familiar shout of the herald Fei Tuofu came again, and Hazavik did not hesitate to detain the cold iron crossbow machine,

The strong bowstring sound of "collapse" even made the whole air tremble,

Hazavik saw the bearded Kugit's body jerk, and the body on his horse was like hitting an invisible wall, and a puddle of blood came out of his throat, and even cut half of his head open

"Lord Rictor"

The Kugit cavalry looked at the mutant protruding commander, and his face was already bloodless with horror, and at the moment when they shouted, countless violent whistling sounds filled their eardrums,

In the distance, a black light and shadow that covered the sky were rushing towards them, and the whole row of cold light, like a swarm of locusts on the horizon, obscured the face that the sky should have

"Watch out for arrow attacks," the Kugit cavalry in the front row shouted mournfully,

The sound of tearing cloth in the air is so familiar, it is the sound of sharp arrows tearing the sky, in the past, this sound would only appear on the top of the opponent's head, but now it appears on his own head, that terrible feeling, people feel that the scalp is exploding from the inside out

Unfortunately, his shout was too late, and countless arrows were like speeding shadows, whistling from the white-rain curtain in the distance.

The sound of the "pop pop" arrow piercing into the body brought a large number of shouts of people turning over on their backs, and the sharp Mitsubishi arrows, from all angles, penetrated deep into the leather armor of thousands of Kugit rangers, bringing a puff of bright red and dazzling red in their bodies

"Turning, there is an ambush"

The Kugit cavalry behind only reacted from the tragic situation in front of them, but it was a pity that the more ferocious Jīng sharp crossbowmen made these guys who wanted to escape the best targets.

A hurried Kugit cavalryman was pierced through the back of his helmet by a cluster of arrows, and his entire head was blasted open with strong force,

The horse under the crotch still did not know that its master was dead, but still dragged the corpse upside down, and galloped away with all four hooves.

Countless clusters of arrows, constantly crossing white lines, entered from behind the Kujits, and turned in a short period of dozens of meters, becoming a massacre in full view