Chapter 325: Playing with archery and losing my life

Taking advantage of the last touch of black before dawn, Tang Linkun went down a hundred steps, and the mushroom-like tents in the col were next to each other, it seemed that Zuo Shan did not lie to them, there were ten battalions of Kuxianhu soldiers stationed on the mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Passing through these tents, Tang Linkun followed the woods on the edge of the col until he came to the north side of the mountain, where the lights were bright, and a huge black tree reached into the sky, and the shadows were all the size of ants. A stone staircase that allows only two people to pass side by side is the only way up and down the mountain.

Tang Linkun's eyesight is really amazing, from such a distance, he can see no less than thousands of people clearly, holding wooden barrels around the trees and busy. Thinking of those magic trees on the edge of the Rope Palace, Tang Linkun was almost certain that those powerful oil clay pots were processed from the oil produced by this tree.

Tang Linkun's idea was soon confirmed, and there was a cave at the foot of the mountain, where a large chimney was sparking, and the surrounding area was full of burned clay pots.

It was almost dawn, and the only way to keep the team from being exposed was to go down the mountain as soon as possible.

Tang Linkun made up his mind and immediately turned around and came to the top of the mountain.

Mo Leopard and they had been prepared for a long time, and several corpses were thrown off the cliff. Tang Linkun just finished talking about the plan.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me...... I was originally a soldier of the Heavenly Court. ā€

Zuo Shan saw a fierce light in the eyes of the big yak, and quickly fell to the ground, kowtowing constantly, snot and tears everywhere. Tang Linkun held down the hand of the big yak.

"The Heavenly Court soldiers have now surrounded the secret base of the Kuxian Hu people, and will soon launch an attack, now is your last chance to choose, I hope you can see the situation clearly and not be a capricious villain. ā€

"General, I will listen to you for everything. Zuo Shan turned to Tang Linkun and kept kowtowing.

"Get up, you follow me......" Tang Linkun said.

A group of eight people lined up in a neat line and set off towards the mountain pass, and Zuo Shan was the first.

A few sentinel patrols were encountered in a row, but they were all dealt with by Zuo Shanyou without danger, and when they were about to turn into the path down the mountain, a commander with four personal guards came up from the mountain. The squad took refuge to the side.

"Password!" Zuo Shan shouted preemptively.

"The dogs of Wuzhi Mountain can't even ride away!" replied one of the guards, gasping for breath.

Just as he was passing by, the commander suddenly said, "You belong to that battalion?"

The commander saw that five of the members of this patrol team were particularly tall, especially Mo Leopard and the big yak were a head taller than him, and he was curious for a while.

"Commander Hui, we are the fifth squad of the fifth battalion of the third formation. Zuo Shan didn't expect the commander to ask such a question, thinking that there was some flaw exposed, and he panicked in his heart.

"Yo, it turned out to be a six-fingered soldier, and his quality is good!"

The commander was probably a little tired and sat down on the last step. The four guards also found a nearby stone and sat down to rest.

"How many years have you been in the army?"

The commander asked, pointing at the big yak.

"It's been three years. The big yak replied randomly.

"Three years is considered a veteran, why is he still a small soldier?"

Qiangba was a little more articulate, grabbed in front of the big yak and said, "Back to the commander, he has a problem with his head. ā€

"Mother's grandma, you have something wrong with your head...... the big yak kicked Qiangba's ass.

All of the arrows in the five quivers on Qiangba's body fell out...... The iron helmet on the head of the big yak was too small, and it rolled to the bottom of the steps, and the sound of "ding bells" was particularly crisp.

The commander and the four soldiers laughed, and no one who had a problem with his head would admit that he had something wrong.

"What are you doing with so many quivers?" the commander lit a pot of dry tobacco and smoked it.

"Picked up in the grass. ā€

Jampa replied casually as he picked up the arrows in a hurry.

"How's the archery?"

The commander's archery skills are very good, and when he sees a bow and arrow, he wants to show his hand. Although Tang Linkun and the others were anxious in their hearts, they couldn't think of any good way to get rid of this talkative thousand-captain for a while.

"General. ā€

Qiangba is also afraid of delaying time, and it is the first time he is so modest.

"This archery is a talent, and some people can't shoot well after practicing all their lives...... Bring your bow and arrows, I am happy today, and I will teach you a few tricks. ā€

The commander was not only a talker, but also a good teacher.

Qiangba reluctantly took off his bow and arrows and handed them over with both hands, and the commander picked up the two arrows at his feet and touched the arrows with his fingers.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and shot an arrow into the sky with a "bang". At this time, although the sky was already slightly bright, it was not easy to see where the arrow was, and the arrow disappeared without a trace.

After waiting for two puffs of cigarettes, everyone could see that the arrow had fallen, and the commander casually raised his hand and shot another arrow with a "bang".

Tang Linkun saw it clearly, the latter arrow accurately hit the previous arrow, and the former arrow broke into two...... After two more puffs of smoke, the three arrows fell not far from the commander.

"Wow, what a magic arrow. ā€

Mo Hu applauded.

"Our thousand-commander's arrow technique is unique in Heavenly Court, if his old man is called second, no one in Heavenly Court dares to say first. One of the personal guards touted.

"My archery skills are not so evil, and I am only at the upper level of the middle in the Heavenly Court......" The commander was quite modest, throwing the bow and arrow back into Qiangba's hand, "Young man, I'll see if you shoot an arrow." ā€

"I, I ......" let Qiangba say that his archery skills are not good, and Qiangba really can't say it.

The commander misunderstood, thinking that after Qiangba saw his magic arrow, he had stage fright. He smiled and encouraged: "It's okay, if you don't shoot an arrow, how can I correct your weakness!"

One of the commander-in-chief's guards said contemptuously, "It would be nice if he could shoot that tree." ā€

Several of the guards laughed again, the big pine tree was less than five feet away, and it took five or six people to hug it. Qiangba's face turned red.

Tang Linkun glanced at Qiangba's eyes and realized that something was going to happen, and just wanted to remind Qiangba.

Qiangba shot an arrow at the big pine tree with a "bang", and before the tail of the arrow that was shaking violently stopped completely, Qiangba turned his back, took the second one, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned around and fired another arrow.

Amazingly, the second arrow, although slow, was accurately inserted into the feathers of the first arrow.

The commander rose from the stairs. He has been immersed in archery all his life, and the skill and accuracy shown by Qiangba are by no means below him.

"Not bad, not bad. You have a talent for archery, and your archery skills are far above mine......" The commander patted Jampa on the shoulder with some boredom, and wanted to walk away a little boredly.

"Commander, he's just in time. "The guard who made fun of Qiangba admired their commander the most, and when he saw the commander admit defeat, he was willing to give in easily.

Qiangba's next move was a bit excessive, he pulled out two more arrows from the quiver, and I don't know what technique he used, he fired two arrows in a row with lightning speed, nailed to a large maple tree next to the guard, and only one was nailed to the big maple tree next to the guard, and a closer look found that the latter was once again accurately inserted into the feathers of the previous arrow.

With this coherent movement, the guard's mouth was not closed.

"What's your name, young man?"

The commander stopped again.

"Back to the commander, my name is Qiangba......"

"Would you be interested in being my personal bodyguard?"

Qianfu grew up to love talents, and Qiangba was still thinking about how to answer the Qianfu commander, and the big yak interjected arrogantly: "He is the archer of our battalion, and he will not go anywhere." ā€

At this time, the sky was a little brighter, and the beard of the big yak looked like he was over thirty-five years old. The commander suddenly became suspicious, the soldiers in the barracks were normally just over twenty years old, this man was too old to become a little old, and his military uniform was also ill-fitting, and his trouser legs were only up to the calves. Looking back, there was an older Mo Leopard standing on the side.

"Who are you?" the commander pressed the saber at his waist.

Mo Badger's eyes were quick to stab the thousand-legged commander. The four guards were startled, and before they could draw their swords, Qiangba had already fired four arrows, which went into their terrified eyes.

A sentry patrol happened to be coming again. Seeing the commander slowly fall to the ground, Mo Badger was afraid of leaving blood stains on the ground, so he didn't immediately pull out the Xuantie Thorn.

"Damn, you bastard, how do you kill people indiscriminately, this is our Captain Hu Qianfu...... Password!Dog of Wuzhi Mountain!Ouch!" Before the sentry could finish scolding, he was stabbed and knocked down by Mo Leopard.

"You can't ride away! The dog of Wuzhi Mountain...... You can't even ride away!" "The big yak is too ghostly, and by borrowing this password, no less than five patrol soldiers were stunned and died under his own dark iron stab.

The remaining few patrolmen turned around and wanted to run, but how could they outrun the fast archer of Qiangba.

"Whoosh" a few arrows, and the small platform fell silent again.

Mo Bao dragged a corpse in one hand and threw him into a mountain stream...... Everyone roughly handled the scene of the murder and ran quickly down the stone steps down the mountain. (To be continued.) )