The archers of the Jin army let out a burst of cheers. These archers followed closely after the Dongman warriors and Euphorbia warriors rushed out, with the purpose of targeting the lone armored mecha men. After suppressing the armored machinemen, they also followed the infantry in a skirmish line and charged directly. Enemies who encountered resistance would shoot directly. Many Tianshi Dao soldiers did not attack directly. To kill with one arrow is to shoot ten or eight arrows into the back on the way to escape, and fall down like an arrow target. After all, no matter how fast the Dongman warrior in front runs, he cannot be faster than the bow and arrow.
However, when these archers saw these sky lanterns floating in the sky, they realized that a powerful enemy was coming. Under the command of the captains of their respective teams, they lined up behind the infantry line again. The command of the archery team , Brigadier Luo Shangwen, wearing a leather helmet with two long feathers on the helmet, picked up a big bow, pointed at the airbag of a Kongming Lantern that was still flying, and shouted loudly: "Shoot it for me, shoot through these Kongming lantern, don’t let them fly over.”
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sharp roar in the air: "Go to hell!"
Luo Shangwen's expression changed, because he saw a ray of white light coming towards him in the direction of the sun. Having fought many battles, he quickly abandoned his bow and jumped to the side, only to see a bright flying knife. He was inserted right where he was standing just now. If he had been half a second slower just now, he would have been dead on the spot by now.
But the flying knife came from a falling hanging basket. The six or seven disciples of Tianshi Dao's main altar inside were already in the air, jumping from the hanging basket two or three feet above the ground. He came out, first took out the flying knife hanging from the leather bag around his waist, and fired it at the target on the ground. These highly skilled swordsmen in the general circle can also fly the knife even in the process of jumping from the basket to escape like this. Except for Luo Shangwen, who escaped unhurt, more than ten archers were struck by swords and fell to the ground dead.
Luo Shangwen pulled out the saber from his waist, killed some of the general swordsmen who had just landed, and shouted: "Don't even think about living after we get down!"
Dozens of archers around him also abandoned their bows and drew their swords, and attacked. More than a dozen halberd warriors on the other side also turned back to kill. Suddenly, like these swordsmen of the Tianshi Dao, Fighting together.
On a sky lantern in the sky, Zhang Zhuer looked coldly at the three or four hanging baskets where arrows had hit the ground. Most of the twenty or thirty swordsmen inside had landed safely. There were five or six unlucky ones who had no time to jump out, or After jumping out, they were hit by arrows and fell to the ground as corpses, while the remaining people were killed together with the Jin army's archers. Their sword skills were extremely good, and they flashed back and forth on the battlefield, every time. A sword shot will almost kill one of them. These Jin army swordsmen who were born as archers are no match at all. In just a moment, they cut down more than ten people, that is, with the help and cover of the halberd warriors who came from behind. , can you kill three or four people back and maintain a basic balance in the situation.
The swordsman next to Zhang Zhuer was none other than He Tianping, the leader of the General Guards. He crossed his arms and sneered: "A mere archer is really looking for death when he competes with our swordsmen." .Senior Brother Zhang, why don’t we all just fall here? With our five hundred swordsmen, we are enough to kill all the thousands of Jin army’s archers.”
Zhang Zhuer shook his head: "Our goal is not these people, but to block the reinforcements rushing out of the Jin army's main formation. Therefore, Senior Brother Li has ordered us to land behind them. However, these bows and arrows The shooters are really bad at shooting arrows. They have already shot down four Kongming lanterns. We still have to stop them from shooting arrows first."
He Tianping laughed: "What's the problem? It's up to me." He said, picked up a jar the size of a wine jar from the hanging basket, punched the jar's sealing mud, and then held the jar , the companion holding the torch next to him immediately put the torch towards the mouth of the altar, and in an instant, a blazing flame burst into flames, and a strong smell of sulfur filled the entire hanging basket.
Zhang Zhuer's expression changed: "There is actually a burning oil altar on this Kongming Lantern? It's too dangerous."
He Tianping licked his lips: "Isn't it dangerous for us, as lightly-armed swordsmen, to fly from the air like this and penetrate behind enemy lines? This is what the elite of the Divine Cult do!"
Having said this, he threw the jar of fierce fire oil down hard. The height of six to seven feet was reached in an instant. Two archers from the Jin army were still raising their bows and preparing to shoot upwards. When they looked up, they saw He saw a big burning jar coming directly towards his head. He wanted to escape, but it was already too late. The jar immediately bloomed on his head. He didn't even have a bloody head, but his whole body was covered with fire oil. In an instant, they turned into two burning human-shaped torches, rolling and screaming on the ground. Wherever they rolled, the grass and trees were burned, and a fire scene was formed within a radius of two feet.
As the altar of fierce fire oil was thrown down, other Kongming lanterns also lit the altar of fierce fire oil, and then threw it down with force. The place where the jar shattered suddenly became a field of fire. In just a moment, the archers just now The position where they stood became a wall of burning fire more than a hundred steps wide, and hundreds of archers were directly swallowed by these flames. Seeing this scene, these Tianshi Dao disciples on the Kongming Lantern all burst out laughing proudly.
With the cooperation of two halberd swordsmen, Luo Shangwen chopped off the head of a general swordsman in front of him. In front of him, there was a sea of fire, and jars fell to the ground and blossomed within ten steps in front of him. The closer. Luo Shangwen gritted his teeth, turned around and shouted to the left and right: "Retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"
While shouting, he put the bloody sword back into its sheath, and then ran back quickly. When passing by the big bow he threw on the ground, he picked it up, looked back at the sky, and saw that it was five or six steps away from him. In the distance, on a hanging basket six to seven feet high, there was a swordsman from Tianshi Dao. He was opening a jar of fierce fire oil with a grin. A companion on the side was approaching with a torch, ready to light it.
When Luo Shangwen saw this situation, he was furious and stopped running back. He directly picked up the big bow, took out an arrow from the quiver, and stringed the arrow. As an elite archer captain in Jingzhou, he was once the leader of the Chu army. The master archer was facing the Tianshi Dao disciple who was about to throw the fire jar in the hanging basket. He narrowed his eyes slightly, calculated the distance and wind direction, loosened his fingers suddenly, the bowstring vibrated, and shot an arrow.
(End of chapter)
