Although these warriors in Prince Qi's Mansion were carefully selected masters, He Li had just inspected the pottery figurines a second ago and swore that they were just statues of dead objects. How could he have expected that they would suddenly come to life?
Moreover, these pottery figurines are executed quickly and accurately, and they cooperate closely, just like a rigorously trained army.
So much so that they could dodge one or two knives, but they couldn't dodge the spears and halberds from other directions.
Each and every one of them scolded the eighteen generations of He Li's ancestors before they died. They were all caused by this pig teammate.
Seeing that half of his men died on the spot in the blink of an eye, Zhao Ruizhi became furious: "Looking for death!"
An incomparable pressure spread out, and at the same time a golden light suddenly appeared. Before anyone could see what was going on, the terracotta warriors and horses within a dozen feet around them had been shattered to pieces.
"This guy is indeed very strong." Mi Li's voice sounded in Zu An's ears, and the seriousness of his tone could clearly be felt.
Zu An smiled bitterly: "Auntie, you just realized it now. I have realized this a long time ago."
Mi Li snorted and stopped talking to him.
The remaining people in Prince Qi's palace hurriedly gathered around Zhao Ruizhi. Although everyone knew that the emperor might not let them go, that was at least what happened later. Now those terracotta warriors and horses were going to kill them.
As for the corpses of his companions, no one cares about them now. Even Zhao Ruizhi looked solemnly at the black terracotta warriors and horses in the distance.
Only Zu An didn't care about those terracotta warriors and horses. After all, they were all old friends. His eyes fell on the corpses of the dead soldiers of King Qi, and he couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Master Beauty, do you think Do these people have little blood?"
"There are indeed a few. It seems that their blood was absorbed by the ground as soon as it came out." Mi Li said doubtfully, "But on such a dry ground, it is normal for this phenomenon to occur."
"I hope I'm overthinking it." Zu An felt a shadow cast over his heart.
At this moment, bursts of roaring sounds came from the distance, and everyone's expressions changed because they heard the footsteps of the army.
Such uniformity is obviously a characteristic of a strong iron-blooded army, and these footsteps even vaguely resonate with heaven and earth, proving that they have been recognized by heaven and earth.
Even Zhao Ruizhi subconsciously stepped back.
No matter how powerful he is, he is still unable to deal with an army with all types of weapons.
At this moment, a phalanx behind the dark terracotta warriors and horses stopped, then opened his bow and set an arrow. Almost instantly, a large number of bows and arrows were thrown from the sky like a storm, accompanied by a shrill sound of breaking through the sky. This shows how powerful they are.
Zhao Ruizhi did not dare to neglect, he raised his hand above his head and slowly opened it, and a golden light shield formed from above his head, covering everyone in it.
Zu'an Bi Linglong is still useful if he keeps it, but as for those in Prince Qi's Mansion,
People, these cannon fodder may be needed to explore this secret place in the future, and he has no intention of giving up just yet.
Of course, he is not stupid enough to protect these people to the death. Once the situation goes wrong, he will decisively shrink the scope of the golden shield to save his energy.
Those densely packed arrows hit the golden light shield and were bounced to both sides, as if the golden light shield was extremely smooth.
Mi Li's voice sounded: "Learn a little. He didn't catch those arrows head-on. Instead, he used the smallest force to change the direction of the arrows and move them aside. This way the consumption is minimal. High-level practitioners Apart from the difference in cultivation level from low-level practitioners, the biggest difference is the use of power. You people usually waste most of your power."
"Yes, I understand." Zu An nodded.
"You understand it so easily?" Mi Li was a little suspicious. She originally wanted to take this opportunity to give the other party some guidance and show her sense of being a master, but the other party didn't cooperate at all, which made her feel as if she had punched the air.
"Of course, I have read these theories countless times on the Internet before." Zu An replied casually.
Mi Li: "..."
Having been with this guy for so long, I naturally know that his way of thinking is different from that of people in this world, and there are always words he has never heard of before.
Well, wait for a chance to ask him what that network is.
The rain of arrows that covered the sky before was blocked by Zhao Ruizhi's protective shield. Seeing only a few sparse bows and arrows left in the sky, he snorted: "That's all!"
Mi Li chuckled to herself: "This guy is also a tough talker."
Zu An was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
"It is difficult for a single practitioner to fight against the army, because there are countless practitioners in the army, and there are special formations that can greatly increase attack and defense. If the arrow rain with such momentum had been replaced by some great masters, I am afraid that it would have been shot by now. It's a hedgehog. Even though the emperor successfully blocked it, how can it be so easy? Haven't you noticed that the surrounding light shield is much dimmer than it was at the beginning?"
Zu An saw that this was really what happened, and there were faint cracks visible in some places. However, the others who escaped from death were amazed at the emperor's miraculous skills, so they didn't notice these details.
At this moment, a pottery figurine in the distant camp who was obviously much taller than the other companions jumped onto a carriage, then opened a huge bow, and the arrow in his hand flashed with dark light, and then instantly turned into a black streak. Lightning, eyes opening and closing, the huge black arrow had hit the center of the golden light shield.
Sizzle!
There were bursts of sharp and harsh sounds, as if two rough pieces of metal were rubbing against each other.
The pitch-black arrow was seen spinning crazily, and the light shield where the arrow hit was visibly dented.
Zhao Ruizhi's face suddenly turned red, and then he clasped his hands
Holding a ball of golden energy in front of his chest, he slowly pushed the arrow back.
The wildly spinning arrow finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a bang, it broke inch by inch, and was then turned into powder by the aftermath of the shock.
Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a pitch-black arrow roared towards them, and it hit the same place as the previous arrow.
Now even the people in Prince Qi's Mansion noticed that at that moment, the surrounding golden shield was instantly covered with cracks.
Zu An secretly smacked his tongue: "What are the origins of the terracotta warriors and horses, so they can push the emperor to this point just by archery?"
Mi Li looked over there in a daze, and then she said with a complex expression: "That's Wang Jian, who helped Qin destroy the six kingdoms and dominate the world."
"Wang Jian?" Zu An was surprised. How could he not know this man's great reputation? "What state is he in now, a soul body or an undead zombie?"
Mi Li shook her head: "I don't know. Anyway, Wang Jian's cultivation level during his lifetime was no less than that of Zhao Hao, but his current aura seems to be weaker than at his peak."
At this moment, the third arrow shot over again, hitting the second arrow directly. The second arrow exploded, and then the third arrow, with the power of breaking bamboo, instantly broke through the protective shield of Feng Jiayu.
Zhao Ruizhi clasped his hands together and directly clamped the black stream of light. Then he shook his palms and broke the bow and arrow in two.
He looked relaxed on the surface, but Zu An noticed that his hands were trembling slightly in his sleeves.
Seeing that the general was about to fire again, Zhao Ruizhi's eyes flashed, and then he rushed towards the opponent like a cannonball. Of course he understood the principle of catching the thief first. If one person passively defends from a distance, he will be beaten. The other party flies a kite until death.
According to common sense in the practice world, those who are good at long-range combat must not be good at close combat. As long as the distance is shortened, he is confident to kill the opponent.
As long as the main general is killed, the rest of these weird armies may be destroyed without any attack.
Seeing him rushing towards him, many terracotta warriors and horses lined up directly in front of Wang Jian to protect him. Their defense was as solid as a rock, but it was a pity that what came from the opposite side was a meteorite!
"Get away!" Zhao Ruizhi yelled, and he showed no mercy. Almost instantly, all the terracotta warriors and horses in front of him collapsed.
The general on the carriage stretched his bow and nocked an arrow and shot at him again, but now Zhao Ruizhi didn't have to meet him head-on, and it would be difficult to be hit with his body.
After sending three arrows in a row, they all failed, and it was too late for him to shoot the fourth arrow.
A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Ruizhi's mouth, and he slashed at the opponent's Tianling Gai with a big hand. At such a close distance, he used all his strength to attack, and he was confident that he would be able to defeat the opponent within a few moves.
But at this moment, the air next to him suddenly cracked, and a sickle as black as ink appeared out of thin air, silently slicing his neck.
