The rain became more and more urgent, and even the countless rocks and vegetation were loosened by the muddy water and flowed down the river, making the already rugged mountain road even more muddy and difficult to navigate.
According to what Lao Lu said, the young man surnamed Sun told Lao Sanjin, the head of the family, and then turned the horse's head and returned along the extremely long caravan. The horse's hoofs often slipped in the rain, but they still kept moving away. Horsewhip, he ran towards the back.
With the help of occasional lightning, the young man saw Lao Lu's slightly stooped back from a distance, but what puzzled him was that Lao Lu was holding a knife in his palm.
A group of men walking out of the carriage around them also had weapons in their hands.
The lean young man quickly blinked and looked back, only to see that behind the caravan, countless black armors were pressing forward. The heavy rain poured on the armors. They did not look like human figures in the thunder, but instead looked like countless strange insects, densely packed along the edges. The mountain road comes with great pressure and is extremely majestic.
Lao Lu also heard the sound of horse hooves behind his ears, and turned his back to the young man named Sun and shouted, "This group of thieves are extremely accurate with their arrows. Don't get close. Find other help quickly!"
That is to say, the situation is urgent at the moment. In fact, there are a few words that Lao Lu has not said clearly: Just now he reached the two ropes where he hit the horse's hoof, and he felt that this matter was extremely strange. Most of the thieves who usually rob merchants and cut off the road are for the sake of this. When merchants bring their goods, even if they want to force the horse to stop, most of the methods are just traps and traps and other obvious methods. Yiluosuo is different from these methods. It is quite concealed. Unless you are an experienced person, you won't care about the two grass stems at the horse's hoof. Therefore, it is mostly used in the military.
As a result, Lao Lu naturally became more careful, and smoothly pulled out the long knife from the middle of the carriage and placed it across his chest. He also asked the people around him who got off the car to help look after the horses to hold their weapons, and then carefully suppressed them. Use the horse's leg to pull out several ropes from the horse's tendons.
In just a moment, the man next to him patted Lao Lu on the shoulder and pointed at the back of the caravan. I saw dozens of black figures wearing iron armor appearing from the mountainside. The armor was reflected brightly in the thunder, which was really scary. Before Lao Sanjin could respond, the man was pierced through the head by an iron arrow, and fell into the rain without saying a word, dying completely.
The blood fell into the rainwater, how could it linger for a long time as the storybook said, and even turned into a piece of red and crisp amber, but naturally there was no trace in a moment.
The same is true for human life. If you die in the rivers and lakes, you just die in the rivers and lakes. The so-called strong feelings, desolation and sorrow are actually nothing at all, just a leaky skin bag smashed into the mud.
Lao Lu has been in this world for a long time. He has long been accustomed to this kind of thing, so he didn't have time to see the brother who had been shot all over the head. He just told a few people to be careful and get the car. Put a medium-hard shield in front of you, don't let someone with a bow in the dark make a sneak attack. Although he didn't show anything strange on the surface, Lao Lu felt a little heavier in his heart. It turns out that it is extremely difficult to hit an arrow in the rain. It would be okay if a few raindrops hit the arrow shaft. However, in the sky with heavy raindrops and continuous raindrops, there are so many raindrops hitting the arrow shaft that even if you think about it, you can miss the target. The stable arrow feathers were smashed crookedly: Moreover, the visibility was extremely poor in the night rain, and the mud was splashing. There were no torches lighting up and down the caravan. The arrow could still hit the target straight. The person who pulled the bow must not be an ordinary person.
Besides, most thieves don't wear armor. Firstly, armor is expensive. Secondly, wearing iron armor in the mountains and fields makes it difficult for ordinary people to walk through mountains and mountains wearing iron armor. Of course, it is rare for people to wear it like this. But that is not the case today. The archers are extremely skilled in archery, and these black figures are all covered in fish scale armor. Although they move forward slowly, they can still see that their steps are quite steady, and they are not comparable to those of the wandering bandits in the mountains.
Therefore, Lao Lu did not dare to take it lightly at all, but waited until the young man surnamed Sun returned on horseback, then shouted to the latter.
The young man also saw dozens of armored black figures at the foot of the hillside, and also saw a man lying on the ground. He understood in his heart, and before he had time to respond, he leaned over and urged his horse to run towards Yunzhong's chariot tent.
The lean young man thought that there was nothing wrong in his thinking: if Tang Bufeng had been there, he would have called for someone from Tang Bufeng's car tent. It turned out that Tang Bufeng had faced many enemies. In addition to his superb skills, he was also extremely experienced and had faced off against each other several times in the rain. There may be people in the caravan debating which one is better, Lao Sanjin's hammer or Han Xi's arrows, but only Tang Bufeng's sword has been at the top of the caravan for ten years, and no one has even half of Tang Bufeng's false reputation. thought.
However, now that Tang Bufeng was already that Mocheng girl traveling around, Yunzhong was the only one who had the upper hand in the caravan. That time the swords and swords were fighting, the brothers in the caravan all saw it, and they probably knew what their abilities were, so the young man lowered his body, lying on the saddle bridge to avoid the arrow feathers, and headed towards Yunzhong's car tent just patted the horse and drove away.
In the mountain pavilion, the arrow beam just now was clearly visible. The masked man in front of him seemed to have taken off the big bow from his back without even taking a breath, and lightly pulled the bowstring.
With just one arrow, the man hundreds of steps away fell down, leaving only the sound of the bowstring trembling, even blocking out the sound of the rain for a while.
Liang Ze asked himself, if the sky was clear and the air was clear, it would not be difficult for him to hit the target at a distance of hundreds of steps, but the ability to control the string of a bow and shoot really frightened him, not to mention the heavy rain outside. No light or moon. Even Liang Ze, who was usually very proud of his archery skills, couldn't help but admit that this arrow was extremely amazing.
"What a pity." The masked man sighed softly, then raised the bow without moving, then took out an iron arrow from the quiver beside him, put it on the bow and clasped it with two fingers, holding it steady.
The thunder fell down and lingered in the sky for a long time. Only then did Liang Zeke see clearly that the bowstring of the big ox-horn bow was an old python tendon. Folks in Qiling believe that a snake can be called an old python only if it is three feet long. If it is old enough or takes some kind of treasure that was born in the land, the python can turn into a big monster and cause trouble. It cannot be subdued by human beings, and the old python is extremely He is cunning and slippery. Whenever he senses that his opponent is outnumbered, he will hide himself in the drilled python cave and remain invisible for several days. If you want to peel off such an extremely coherent and complete python tendon, you can imagine how difficult it is. Even the top five princes who were military attachés in the Qi Ling Dynasty had a hard time finding an old python tendon to use as a bowstring, which shows how rare this thing is. It's priceless beyond words.
"Two or three years ago, I went on a hunting trip with that gentleman. By chance, I caught a five- to six-foot-long beast. I skinned and deboned the python until it had more than three feet of sinew. The gentleman watched the spectacle of catching the python with great pleasure. Give me half a foot of python tendons. If General Liang is interested in this thing, I will bring you two pieces next time." The masked man said slowly, as if he had caught a long worm, without any sense of concern.
Although the masked man seemed humble and respectful, Liang Ze couldn't help but straighten his waist and lower his eyes again.
Although humility and respect are more important, those who are not angry have their own power, even more so when there is thunder and rain in the sky.
