There was a smile on Xu Daofu's face. He sat on the bed like this, holding the Vajra, motionless, until Bao Sizhi rushed to him about fifteen steps away, and the howling wind sounded. , like a sharp knife, cut across his face, blowing up his curly beard and long hair together with the white tassel, a gleam of sympathy suddenly flashed in his eyes. Looking at Bao Sizhi's eyes, it was like Looking at a dead man.
Bao Sizhi was slightly startled. Suddenly, in front of him, on the ground, a whole wooden board was turned up, and he came straight towards the horse's head. The wooden board was covered with steel nails, less than three steps in front of him. He stood upright, and suddenly, Xu Daofu's entire body disappeared, leaving only the terrifying steel nails shaking in front of him.
At this moment, Bao Sizhi's hair stood up all over his body like the nail board. He had always thought that there would be something like a horse trap to trap the horse, and he was always ready to rein in his horse and jump, but he didn't expect that this was what came. Funny, even though he had experienced hundreds of battles, he still panicked all of a sudden. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, his elbows and armpits suddenly grew, making it impossible to change direction or jump. He touched the saddle with both feet and his whole body rose into the sky. The moment the soles of his feet barely crossed the whistling nail board, he heard a sad neighing sound from the horse behind him, followed by heavy sharp blades piercing into the flesh, and You don't need to look at the series of sounds when the horse hits the nail board. Just from the sounds behind it, you will know how miserable it will be for the poor war horse to hit such a whole nail board at full speed.
But Bao Sizhi no longer cares about this. Now his body is in the air, with the spear in his right hand. He has only one target, and that is Xu Daofu sitting in front of him. With this leap, he should be able to kill the enemy with one shot. Well, that's what he thought.
But Bao Sizhi's blood froze at this moment, because he discovered that in front of Xu Daofu, at some point, there were ten more crossbowmen holding repeating crossbows, and three consecutive infantry crossbows were all pointed at him. Himself, and the twenty cold and shining eyes were full of death.
"Pa", "pa", "ta" and "whoosh", the sound of the crossbow machine, together with the sound of the crossbow bolts piercing the air, are issued almost at the same time, accompanied by the vibration of the crossbow string and the movement of the machine spring when the crossbow arm rotates. With the sound of the sound, Bao Sizhi was in the air, unable to make any movements with his body. He was almost a ready-made target. Five steps away, these crossbow bolts were concentrated and fired. The tragic situation surpassed that of the horse behind him, and the whole person was in the air. , he was almost beaten until his flesh and blood flew everywhere. The power of these powerful four-stone crossbows even penetrated his entire body. At least twenty of the thirty crossbow arrows opened bloody holes in his body. Even from these blood holes, behind the spray of blood, one could vaguely see that dozens of steps behind him, the sergeants following him were already on the trees, underground, and grass in the forest. There appeared a scene of ghostly Tianshi Tao swordsmen ambushing and killing each other.
With a "pop" sound, Bao Sizhi's right hand was broken off at the elbow. Three crossbow bolts were concentrated on the inner elbow joint to avoid the possibility of another blow from the gun during his final struggle in the air. And the silver gun, together with the half-cut elbow, fell to the ground. Then, his body was beaten like a pile of mashed mud. It was impossible to see the bones, muscles or internal organs. It was just this kind of flesh and blood. The fuzzy mass scattered to the ground. Only his face, because he had not been hit by a single arrow, became the only intact part of his body. He had not yet died, but the muscles and expressions on his face were still changing. Among the seven orifices, Blood was flowing from his chest, and his mouth was opening and closing slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
Xu Daofu stood up slowly. His vajra pestle was still on the ground, but he picked up a six-stone bow in his hand, which was used to shoot Liu Yu in the battle of Wuzhuang. The bow string seemed to have become thicker. With a cruel smile on the giant man's face, he slowly pulled up the big bow in front of Bao Sizhi and put a foot on it. A huge arrow with a length of three feet and a tip of five inches. He put the arrow on the bow and stretched it to its full height in front of Bao Sizhi. A trace of fear flashed in Bao Sizhi's eyes. If he hadn't been speechless now, he might have even Will beg for mercy, after all, the ant is still alive. At this moment, this basic human nature is most obviously reflected in his body.
Xu Daofu said coldly: "Bao Sizhi, you are not even qualified to die by my hands!"
Suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes, he raised his big bow in an instant, and shot out an arrow in the distance. The moment the arrow left the string, his voice roared into the wind: "You can still do it!"
With a loud "Woo" sound, the arrow shot out of the air. Bao Sizhi rolled his eyes. He saw that about a foot away from Xu Daofu's arrow, the same long arrow flew out. , they collided head-on with each other in the air, and the fire was everywhere. The two long arrows actually collided head-on, and both fell to the ground. This power and accuracy are really unbelievable. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have seen it with my own eyes. I will never believe it until I die!
A hundred steps away, Tan Pingzhi was in charge of his own affairs. The more than 200 elite soldiers of Beifu beside him, led by Tan Daoji, Tan Shao, Xu Chite and others, swarmed around and beat more and more Tianshi Dao disciples. They tried their best to stay out of the circle, so as to maintain Tan Ping's ability to shoot arrows alone. In other places, the ambush had turned into a massacre. In front of the soldiers, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He didn't know where the enemy came from, and he couldn't block the sudden thrust of the sword that killed him when he appeared in front of him. He didn't even have time to scream before he died, and he was killed by the sword. In the mist, there were constant bloody arrows drawn out when the sword blade left the body, dyeing the pale white mist into a bloody red.
Tan Pingzhi gritted his teeth and fired arrow after arrow at Xu Daofu. Xu Daofu also fired back at almost the same speed and frequency. Sparks were flying in the air. Every time the two arrows collided, It made the sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring, and finally ended with a meteor hitting the earth. About a foot in front of Xu Daofu, seven arrows in a row collided and fell like this, exactly!
Bao Sizhi's eyes finally closed, and he shed a tear from the corner of his eye. He didn't know whether he regretted that he underestimated the enemy and fell into the trap, or lamented that he had failed and died, affecting his subordinates. Several crossbowmen stepped forward to cut off the enemy. His head was hung on the big flagpole next to Xu Daofu, and the forest resounded with the deafening cheers and chants of Tianshi Tao disciples: "Tianshi bless me, kill the demons and kill the thief's head, Destroy the monsters, kill, kill, kill!"
