Before Harudun launched, he felt keenly that his opponent seemed to relax a little. He didn't know whether it was a habitual action or a mosquito bite.
When masters compete, victory or defeat only occurs in an instant. Don't be careless. Otherwise you will pay a heavy price.
So he released the arrow without hesitation.
It is a habit of An Sanxi's to relax before shooting an arrow.
The boys in the cavalry squad know it. Chief An, if he didn't release the arrow and seemed to relax, then there is only one possibility.
An Sanxi wanted to fire three arrows in a row.
Just as Haludun's eagle-feathered arrow left its bow, Ansanxi moved.
His arrow was sent out later. When the opponent's arrow flew two-thirds of the distance, An Sanxi narrowed his eyes and quickly estimated the opponent's speed, distance, and direction.
At this distance the arrow reaches its most stable state.
An Sanxi's arrow snapped, and the sound was like an explosion, instead of the buzzing sound of an ordinary bow string, and the whooshing sound of a Huli bow shot at high speed. Instead, there was an explosion sound like an arrow breaking through the air.
An Sanxi's arrows are faster and their trajectory is more stable, with the last shot arriving first.
Harudun was frightened when he heard the sound.
My God, what kind of strong bow is this? It makes such a terrifying sound when the arrow leaves the string.
Snapped! With a loud noise, An Sanxi's arrow collided head-on with Haludun's arrow. The distance between the two sides was thirty meters, which was the best shooting distance for a mounted bow.
The high-performance arrows of modern industrial products are unrivaled in sharpness, hardness and toughness.
An Sanxi's arrow directly split Haludun's arrowhead, and the arrow shaft was also split in half. The two arrows flew diagonally to the left.
Just when everyone was shocked that they were lucky enough to see an arrow shoot down for the first time. An Sanxi launched in succession like lightning.
The second arrow shot out like lightning.
Harudun was dumbfounded. For the first time, he realized that he had underestimated the hero on the grassland.
He himself didn't know how to shoot arrows in succession, he had only heard of it in legends.
But at this moment, he could no longer tolerate his shock. At this moment, the arrow was in front of him in an instant. This bow shoots arrows too fast.
He didn't have time to react, his body reacted naturally, and with all his strength, he swung out the riding crop with his right hand and hit the arrow with a snap.
The power of the riding crop was huge, and it instantly deflected the arrow.
But he didn't have time to relax.
There was another crackling sound, and the third arrow was fired.
Harudun screamed in his heart and could only raise the stiff bow in his hand and move forward to meet him.
The arrow shot out, and with a snap, the bow broke into two pieces. With a second snap, the bowstring broke into two pieces. But the arrow continued to shoot towards his face.
Halludun opened his mouth in desperation and bit into the arrow that had reached his eyes. Because of the two blocks, the speed of the arrow had been severely reduced, creating conditions for him to use the arrow-eating technique.
With a bang, Harudun's teeth successfully bit the arrowhead, and he felt excited.
I almost burst into tears for a moment.
He actually dodged three consecutive arrows. This record is enough for him to brag for a lifetime.
However, the reality is very skinny.
He did not expect that the kinetic energy of this arrow was so great that his teeth were instantly shattered and his gums were torn to pieces by the powerful kinetic energy.
Fenggang's arrow did not stop, but passed through his head, and a blood arrow spurted out from the back of his head.
Harudun's eyes widened and he stared blankly at Na Yan, the new leader of the legendary small tribe with an angry face across from him.
It was unbelievable that he, the hero who had dominated this grassland for ten years, would die here.
His body, with an arrow piercing his brain, fell to the ground with a loud bang.
The remaining seventeen people were stunned into silence.
"Fire!" An Sanxi's voice was cold and ruthless.
Thirty cavalrymen pulled the triggers instantly, and thirty lances opened fire instantly. A burst of fire and smoke filled the air. All seventeen cavalrymen on the opposite side fell off their horses. Some were motionless, and some were still twitching.
"Selenge, come out."
Selenge was completely impressed by his appearance.
At this moment, for the rest of his life, his worship of Na Yan is like a torrential river flowing eastward, which can no longer be contained.
He howled and climbed out of the ditch, hugged Na Yan's horse's legs, and praised loudly: "Na Yan, you are the first hero of this grassland. I, Selenge, am willing to lead your horse and follow you in this life. Fight to the end of the sky.”
An Sanxi said unhappily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Master Yang Fan is a hero, and there will always be only one hero. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will whip you."
An Sanxi glanced at him and said disgustedly: "Find a horse and get back behind. The war is about to begin."
Selenge immediately got up quickly with hands and feet, ran to the opposite side, took an ownerless horse, got on the horse and rode back.
I was still muttering in my heart why Na Yan was unhappy. Also, who is Mr. Yang Fanyang? Why have I never heard of it?
"What are you doing standing still? Cut off their heads, lead the horses, and let's go back." An Sanxi glared at these little brats and said.
Wang Hao came over and said with a flattering look on his face: "Boss, look at what to do with your horse, or bury it."
An Sanxi nodded expressionlessly and said: "There is no need to dig an extra hole, just carry it to the hole where Selenge was hiding just now and bury it. There is no need to waste your energy when the enemy is in front of you."
After saying that, An Sanxi rode away on horseback.
The cubs cheered. Although they had known that the leader was very powerful, they did not expect him to be so powerful.
They also practiced archery, but it was incomparable to the Mongols. Not to mention the Mongolian master and leader we saw today.
They first took away the enemy's horses. These were fine war horses, and they couldn't take them without fifty taels of silver in the interior.
They curiously played with the Mongolian things, including the fine hard bows and carved feather arrows.
These are all good things, unlike the Ming Dynasty, where official corruption was serious, and the feathers of arrows were replaced by goose feathers, which were not even the slightest bit different from the feathers of the big eagle.
It started to flutter after flying thirty meters.
If there is a strong wind, it will be basically useless.
Many of the weapons made by the Ming Dynasty were designed to fool people.
They were playing with Mongolian scimitars, cowhide quivers, fire sickles, hand knives, throwing knives, small caltrops for throwing, small axes and other odds and ends.
They all listened to their master and wanted to look for some souvenirs on the battlefield. In the future, when they get old and retire, these will be used to brag to their grandchildren.
Wang Hao chose two knives that he liked very much. The knives were very sharp and the scabbards were beautifully decorated, and they were inserted into his pockets.
At this time, he heard the sound of the hoofs of a large number of war horses shaking the earth.
He quickly got on his horse and ran to a high place, took out his binoculars, and looked in that direction.
A total of 2,500 to 600 cavalrymen were swarming in the distance.
Looking at the flag, it should be the Baiyin tribe.
The enemy is finally here.
