The arrow is parallel to the ground, keeping the forward thrust directed.
The bow string is pulled to the side of the ear, the arrow feathers are stopped by the mouth, and the feathers are held in the mouth to listen to the string.
Look straight with both eyes and use the arrows for accuracy.
Traditional bows do not have sights and use an arrow or a point on the bow blade as a aiming reference.
Liu Changxu squinted his eyes. The arrow in his sight was solid and the target was imaginary. Based on his daily experience, the aiming point was higher. He adjusted the expected arrow impact point and moved the aiming point downward.
If there is no finger puller, the bowstring will rub against the fingers at the moment the string is loosened, causing the bowstring to vibrate intensified, disturbing the flight stability and reducing the hit rate.
The bone wrench finger is smooth, has low friction and little disturbance, and the string is fresh and clean, and the accuracy is improved.
Liu Chang's thumb and index finger relaxed naturally, and the bowstring slid away from the pulling finger.
After releasing the string, swing your string-tapping hand back.
Where the bowstring sounded, the arrow slipped away like a fish.
The arrow is a good one, its feathers are eagle feathers, its shaft is twisted and its posture is stable.
When the arrow leaves the string, it is predicted in the heart that it will hit. Where it hits depends on the fate.
The archer on the other side swayed and inserted an arrow shaft into his throat.
The enemy was hit by an arrow, and his hands were exhausted. The bow and arrow in his hand lost control, and the bow and arrow flew away and shot diagonally into the sky. The arrow did not fly high and fell weakly.
The archer then fell to the ground, kicking his feet and scratching the ground with his hands in a final desperate struggle.
One step ahead of the enemy means your life may be at risk.
When the second archer saw his companion falling to the ground, he immediately turned around and shot an arrow.
Disturbed by his companion's injury, the enemy's arrow missed slightly.
The enemy's arrow grazed the side of his face, and the whistling sound passed through his ears. Liu Chang's heart was as calm as an ancient well, unmoved.
Liu Chang took three arrows from his quiver and carried them in his front hand.
Take the arrow with the front hand and use the jade girl shuttle style, which is a rapid shooting method.
Push the back and draw the bow, shooting rapidly.
The sharp arrows are powerful, the horns and bows are ringing, the wind is moaning, and the arrows are shining like stars.
The first arrow hit the leg. The enemy threw his bow, injured his leg and fled.
The second arrow hit the back, the arrow shot from behind and penetrated the chest, causing the enemy to fall down.
The third arrow hit the back again, and the two arrows in front and back were clustered together, and the arrow shafts were almost touching each other. The enemy twitched, leaned slightly, and made no sound.
Lao Feng held a short gun in his hand and advanced with the Yuanyang Formation when an enemy suddenly attacked from the side.
Lao Feng placed him two meters in front of him, held the gun in both hands, and knocked him down with one blow.
The flames of the guns and torches flickered, and the sound of the guns was as heavy as a drum, capturing the souls of the bandits.
The thieves are all a mob, and they just want a decisive battle to determine the outcome. If one battle is unfavorable, the favor will be shaken, and they will collapse immediately if they no longer have the will to fight for a long time.
As if hearing the sound of the starting gun, the remaining people's mentality collapsed, and they no longer had any fighting spirit. They shouted and fled in all directions.
Seeing the enemy fleeing, there was a commotion in the Yuanyang formation.
Zhao Liangjian shouted loudly: "Don't chase the poor invaders, don't mess up the position, stabilize the position and let them escape for their lives."
Wu Yanluo knew what was happening now and couldn't do anything anymore. He turned around to leave. His knees hurt. He had been hit by an arrow and fell to his knees.
Looking back, he saw a strong man standing sideways in the distance, holding a bow and facing him.
Wu Yanluo gritted his teeth and stood up forcefully. The arrow shaft swayed on his knees, causing the arrows to tremble. His knees could no longer support him and he fell to his knees for the second time.
My shoulder hurt, and I was hit by another arrow.
Wu Yanluo dropped the knife and broke the arrow shafts from the two wounds with his bare hands. He limped and walked hard. After running for a while, his breathing was violent and his lungs were burning. The injured leg seemed to be broken soon. The world in his eyes gradually blurred. There was a sound of wind on the back of his head, a bang, and he lost consciousness.
Wu Yanluo woke up, already tied up, and his lungs were still burning.
Wu Yanluo looked towards the road and saw that all the corpses were gone. They must have been dragged into the woods and hidden. He turned around and saw a hand beside him holding a water bag at an angle, with clear water flowing out of the bag.
A charming woman bent over and stood in front of her, making lather with soap, grabbing a handful of water, and washing away the blood on her hands and face.
Wu Yanluo made a loud sound and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty to moisten his chapped throat.
When the woman heard the noise, she turned to look at him and said to him: "Unfortunately, you woke up too late. There is no need for you to speak. Your companions have already dealt with all their moves."
Seeing that the two leading men were behind the woman, Wu Yanluo asked, "How are my brothers in the forest? Why didn't they fight out?"
The woman took the hand towel handed over by Old Feng, wiped her hands, and said with a smile: "I have already killed all the people in that team."
Wu Yanluo was startled, looked at the woman, and asked, "Dare I ask her name?"
The woman said: "My son's wife, Liao Sanniang."
Wu Yanluo nodded and said firmly: "Okay, if you know whose hands you will die at, you can be a wise man."
Liao Sanniang smiled brightly and asked, "Aren't you going to beg for mercy? Maybe I'll spare your life."
Wu Yanluo spat on the ground and said: "The world is declining and violent, and it is difficult for the people to live in peace. If you are a coward in this life, you will not be able to be an official, and you will be a bandit, and you will hardly become a thief. You will eat grass roots and floating mud. Life is boring. You have killed enough in this life." It’s already worth it, so why bother asking for help, let alone..."
Speaking of this, Wu Yanluo glanced at Liao Sanniang and said, "You will never forgive me."
Liao Sanniang raised her eyebrows lightly and asked, "Why do you see it?"
Wu Yanluo sneered and said: "You are a bitch with vicious eyes and killing marks on the corners of your mouth. You and I are evil tigers who always want to bite people. What you say is just a raccoon cat playing with a mouse. I beg you before I die. If anything happens, use my sword to chop off my head."
Liao Sanniang stared at Wu Yanluo, the smile lines at the corners of her mouth slowly faded, and her face turned cold. After a while, she said: "We have already formed a blood feud. Let you go back. This line will not be safe in the future, but it will only increase troubles. Eliminate evil. , I’ll help you, Senior Brother Liu, please give him a ride.”
Liu Chang nodded, picked up Wu Yanluo's long knife from the ground, and led Wu Yanluo into the forest with a hand.
A little further away from the main road, Liu Chang saw a huge basin-shaped pit in front of him, where he could throw the body. He and his waiters dragged him to the edge of the pit and pressed Wu Yanluo to his knees.
Kneeling by the pit, Wu Yanluo raised his head and said to Liu Chang: "If we fight on foot and with swords, I will definitely defeat you. It's a pity that my martial arts can't be used. I should have gone up and dealt with it just now."
Liu Chang said: "I can shoot a powerful bow and have a strong back. I may not lose you in a sword fight. You wait in vain for whoever comes first. Our martial arts, formations, and equipment are all superior to yours. If there are twenty more people, you Not an opponent either.”
Wu Yanluo looked at Liu Chang, snorted coldly, and said: "The Yuanyang Formation you are using was created by Qi Shaobao. It is an army formation that is the most effective at restraining stray soldiers. I am a deserter in the army, and I was defeated by the Yuanyang Formation. It is the same as He was sentenced to death by martial law and died unyieldingly."
Liu Chang looked around and suddenly saw two half-rotted skeletons at the bottom of the pit. The skeletons were covered with grass and mud, and the eye holes were deep and scary.
Liu Chang couldn't help but be startled when he saw it.
Wu Yanluo saw Liu Chang's strange expression and followed his line of sight. When he saw two skeletons, he was startled for a moment and then laughed crazily.
Liu Chang looked at him strangely and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Wu Yanluo said: "Those two skeletons are the daughters of an official who became an official. They robbed their family some time ago, raped and killed the two girls, and they were very happy. After they were done, they cut off the heads and threw them here. I have long forgotten it, and I never thought that it would be a bad fate to meet again on my deathbed."
Liu Chang frowned and said: "The soul of the dead is not far away, and the retribution is not good. Heaven is asking for your life, and is about to use your head to pay tribute to the wronged soul."
Wu Yanluo glared at Liu Chang fiercely and said, "Eighteen years later, I will be reincarnated as a thief, and I will rob and kill you again."
Liu Chang opened his mouth in mockery and said, "Okay, then I will kill you again."
After speaking, Liu Chang held up the long knife in his hand, looked at each other, flicked the blade with his middle finger, and made a clear and sweet sound.
Wu Yanluo turned around and said, "I sharpened my knife all day yesterday. It's very fast."
Liu Chang said: "Send you off well."
Wu Yanluo said happily: "No need, chop a few more times so that I can savor the taste of death."
Liu Chang shook his head and said: "I don't want to torture others, I have a steady hand to ensure you are happy."
Wu Yanluo chuckled and said, "That's fine, I'll help you."
On Wu Yanluo's mud-covered neck, there was a flesh-white neck pattern, like a marking line. It was white and dazzling, and it was a beheading pattern.
Liu Chang rubbed his left thumb on Wu Yanluo's neck to make the beheading lines clear and the joints felt clear on his fingertips.
Sure enough, as Wu Yanluo said, as soon as he rubbed the victim's neck, his neck immediately straightened and he straightened his neck to receive the knife.
With a swing of the long knife, the slope of the blade fits the trajectory of the swing, the sound of the knife is sharp, and the cutting line perfectly coincides with the beheading pattern.
The head fell down, the cross-section of the neck was smooth and flat, a stream of blood flowed from the neck cavity, and the head rolled down the slope of the pit to the bottom of the pit.
The head rolled around and was stained with broken leaves and sludge. You could vaguely see the head's mouth moving twice, as if to say: Good knife.
Wu Yanluo's head rolled down to the bottom of the pit and collided with two skeletons, forming a glyph shape.
Liu Chang looked at the three heads at the bottom of the pit and muttered in his heart: Humans are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, chaos is miserable, life and death are unpredictable, I hope the troubled times will end, protect you, and all be peaceful people in the next life.
Liu Chang kicked the decapitated body into the pit, picked up the knife and was about to leave, when suddenly a wisp of wind blew at his feet, making people feel cold.
Liu Chang stopped and thought for a moment, then turned back to the pit, inserted the long knife in his hand into the soil beside the pit, and said, "I'll give you back your knife."
After saying that, he left the forest.
Xiao Bazi looked at the forest and asked, "Those corpses..."
Old Feng interjected from the side: "Every day in the capital, there are many people in the capital who are dragged to the streets of Zuojiazhuang by carts and starved to death. These thieves have no Baojia hometown, no one is looking for them, and no one cares about them. If Some people are kind enough to restrain themselves and count their luck, otherwise heaven and earth will take care of it."
After a pause, Old Feng said again: "No one was harmed, it's good luck."
"What did the prisoners recruit?" Sanniang asked casually.
"There is a piece of news," Lao Feng's eyes flashed. "We will tell you in detail when we get to Zhuangzi. Do you want to take it with you and ask in detail?"
"No need," Liao Sanniang said, "These little minions don't know what joints and vitals they have, so they'll behead them all."
Old Feng turned around and entered the woods.
Liao Sanniang saw Xiao Bazi looking at her with a hint of fear in her eyes. She asked, "What? Do you blame me for being cruel?"
Xiao Bazi shook his head and said: "If a person is not ruthless, it will be difficult to stand up. Life is inherently difficult."
Liao Sanniang took out a copper coin, flicked her thumb, and ejected the coin far away, and asked: "Guess which side is facing up? Is it Zi or Man?"
(End of chapter)
