Gui Yunzheng turned around and retreated into the building with a wry smile. He danced quickly. Although he was not directly hit by the arrow, he still had some minor scratches.
"What a traitor!"
Lin Zhijing was furious.
Gui Yunzheng shook his head.
"Brother Lin, scolding is useless! Now, overturn the table and block the arrow first!"
"right!"
Lin Zhijing struck a blow and knocked the big table upright. At first glance, he saw that the table was made of fine pear wood. It was about an inch thick and could easily block arrows.
"I didn't expect that there would be such a master of arrows under Prince Ping. He could shoot up from such a high floor and even cause damage!"
Guiyun leaned on the table with his sword in hand, shook his head and sighed.
He didn't know that King Ping had secret ambitions, and these archers were the masters he selected from thousands of people. All of them have extraordinary physical strength and can draw strong bows of more than five stones, so they are really powerful in battle.
Regarding this stone, the ancient definition of stone was that one stone weighed at least dozens of kilograms. In ancient armies, strong bows and crossbows were required to reach two or three stones. Therefore, in the Three Kingdoms, Huang Zhong once said: "Although a certain person is old, he still has a three-stone bow in his arms." From this, it can be seen that if you can shoot a five-stone bow, you are indeed a god.
However, now that several people are hiding behind the table, there is nothing the archers can do. After all, it was so high, and it was in the dark, so it was not on the same level, so he couldn't shoot in.
But this stalemate is not an option after all.
"What should we do, senior brother?"
Xu Lang was at his wits end. No matter how smart he was, facing this kind of formation, he would be overwhelmed.
Just rush down, not to mention the power of the arrow, so many layers of palace guards may not be able to deal with it.
Gui Yunzheng held his sword tightly, looked at a few people, and suddenly smiled.
"Don't be afraid, Liu Guan's big plan hasn't even started yet!"
When Lin Zhijing saw what he said, he thought, yes, there is nothing to be afraid of. If several people really died here tonight, it was God's arrangement. No matter what, as long as you are alive, there must be hope.
"Okay, it will be necessary for you and me, three brothers, to take out the heads of those thieves out of ten thousand soldiers, and I'm afraid they will be killed!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The three of them couldn't help but laugh at the same time. The laughter was somewhat unwilling and heroic, and a little sad.
"Yin'er, I've made you tired!"
Xu Lang stopped laughing, held Lin Yin'er's hand, and said affectionately.
Lin Yin'er smiled and leaned on his shoulder.
"Husband, I'm not afraid!"
"Yin'er, you haven't even come through the door yet! You've already called your husband!"
But it was Gui Xiaomin who disturbed the scenery and reminded Lin Yin'er.
For a moment, several people laughed again.
The situation was at a stalemate. Prince Ping's people did not dare to come up, and it was inconvenient for them to go down. The archers also stopped after shooting sparsely for a few rounds. A five-stone bow was enough to shoot them until their arms were sore.
The four Tianshan disciples finally reached the first floor, but just as they were about to go out, a row of company soldiers were already aiming at them.
"What does this mean?"
Du Cheng asked in surprise.
"snort!"
Prince Ping didn't answer, but Qing Wuqing on the side grabbed Du Cheng's pulse.
"My lord, how dare you!"
Du Cheng was frightened and furious.
"Take it down and keep it first!"
King Ping said lightly, and several guards came over and took Du Cheng down.
The arrow is ready to go.
King Ping shouted to the four Tianshan disciples from a distance: "If you are willing to submit to me, I will save you from waiting to die!"
But the four Tianshan disciples were unmoved. The person who had previously spoken to Gui Yunzheng slowly took a few steps forward and spoke with a heavy tone.
"Am I, a disciple of Tianshan Mountain, a generation of Chao Qin, Mu Chu? Man, if you die, you will die, so why talk nonsense!"
These words were decisive and resounding.
Prince Ping also showed a hint of admiration in his eyes, but with the murderous intention, such a person cannot stay.
Whizzing……
The string moves and arrows come like rain.
Four Tianshan disciples were desperately performing the last dance of life. The two men who were not injured at first made a leap and flew straight into the crowd, regardless of the arrows hitting them.
