The man was still baring his teeth and claws, and let out an unknown and unexpected cry. In just a moment of confusion, he was shot.
It was completely unexpected that someone could launch such a fatal blow across such a long distance.
It was like a poisonous snake that had been dormant for a long time suddenly attacked.
Almost at the next moment, Wang Er also used the knife-drag technique. His judgment of the distance and timing was slightly worse, but it was still effective in one blow.
In terms of archery skills, these Outer Mongolian scouts were the strongest they had ever seen, but in terms of sword skills, they had never been afraid of anyone in this grassland.
After a successful attack, the three of them attacked again.
Needless to say, Zhang He's skills were unparalleled. He shot a big gun into the crowd as if he was in a deserted place. He swung the gun barrel, and the head of the gun hit the man's head like a mace, causing blood to flow out.
After landing, his head was dazed, and he staggered to get up, but was stabbed to the core by Zhang He's carbine.
It's not that these people are not proficient in swordsmanship, but if archery skills are not considered, Zhang He can annihilate them all by himself.
But the ferocious and lifeless gestures of these people still shocked the three of them.
After Zhao Ming beheaded one person to death, he quickly slashed to the other person beside him.
The timing of the dragging knife technique was also perfect, and the knife slashed diagonally down at the opponent's neck.
The opponent quickly evaded, but the sword was also slashed on the shoulder. I thought that the force of the sword was enough to make the man lose his fighting ability.
As a result, this person actually wanted to grit his teeth and slash out with his sword.
Zhao Ming quickly pulled the knife downwards, and the blade stuck on the bone was like an eagle hook, pulling the man off his horse.
In one charge, all five of them were cut off their horses, but the chests of the three of them also heaved violently.
Although the fight just lasted only for a moment, the three of them were all tense. Perhaps only Zhang He was relatively relaxed.
"not good!"
Before Zhao Ming and others could relax, Zhang He shouted and pushed Zhao Ming away. He weighed the spear slightly in his hand and then shot it out.
Whoosh!
Bang! ~
The tip of the spear penetrated his chest and went straight into the grass. A scout who was still lying on the ground and was about to draw a bow and shoot an arrow was completely dead.
"Thank you!" Zhao Ming took a deep breath and looked at Zhang He gratefully.
"Sir Zhao, you'll be fine. I made a miscalculation just now.
The Outer Mongolian cavalry may be strong or weak, but the scouts are definitely the best of the best! Even if everyone is not a Condor Shooter, he is still a prepared Condor Shooter.
Not only are their archery skills superb, but their bows are also extraordinary. They are authentic Manchu bows and are incredibly powerful. This arrow can penetrate even if you are wearing armor.
Moreover, even if the brothers who were hit by arrows were not dead, they were still alive because they were stained with cow dung and human urine. "
Zhang He shook his head, his face full of guilt.
He didn't think about this in advance, otherwise it would be best to avoid this battle whenever possible.
"It's not my fault, Master Zhang. Even if we didn't fight just now, it would be too late to run away."
Zhao Ming shook his head, he knew something about the Manchurian bow.
Even the lowest-level combat bow requires a draw weight of 80 pounds to fully draw the bow, while mainstream combat bows are all above 100 pounds.
Even many war bows weigh over 130 pounds! A few warriors can also draw a 150-170 pound stiff bow.
You can say that they are not good at other aspects of the previous dynasty, but this bow is definitely the ultimate form of ancient bows and arrows!
There is no doubt about this, and it has even been called an ancient version of an anti-material rifle by later generations, which shows how high the praise is.
It is said that someone used the Manchurian bow to test it. If it shoots pigs, cattle and sheep, it can penetrate the leg bones.
And these are scouts, and the weight they can use is definitely not low. A conservative estimate is a hundred pounds of common war bows.
Glancing around and seeing no other scouts around, Zhao Ming got off his horse and walked towards the corpses.
Looking at the corpses of his brothers, especially the monkeys, Zhao Ming felt a little sentimental.
Not to mention Wang Er, he was already holding the monkey's body and crying silently.
Although Wang Er has been relatively unknown under Zhao Ming, he is actually a tough guy.
In future generations, you can say that people in a certain place in Henan are not good, but they are definitely a minority. Zhao Ming knew many friends in Henan in his previous life, and he was truly honest in one sentence.
If you treat them well, they will dig into their hearts.
As for those uploaded on the Internet, Zhao Ming heard a friend from Henan mention it. The reasons are very complicated. The main reason is that the older generation is afraid of poverty.
On the one hand, it has to bear the food red line, and on the other hand, it has experienced several famines in the early days. It is like the tragic human situation in a certain movie, but the friend told Zhao Ming that the movie was shot conservatively.
The tragic scene of people eating people, chewing tree bark, and tearing up trains wouldn't feel out of place if it were a zombie movie review.
So sometimes give me some understanding and tolerance. Change takes time.
Zhao Ming remembered that monkeys usually liked to take advantage of Wang Er.
When he was with Dashan, although Dashan didn't speak, he was by no means dull.
Moreover, with such a big mountain physique, no monkey would dare to bully him.
Wang Er is often taken advantage of, but whatever novelty the monkey gets, he will always share it with Wang Er immediately.
Therefore, Wang Er often allowed monkeys to take advantage of him.
Zhao Ming once heard Monkey and Wang Er boasting that they were hooking up. In the future, he would have the opportunity to go to the Magic City, to a prosperous metropolis like Beijing, and then he would take Wang Er to eat meat.
You name it Asian girls or Western girls, but Mr. Hou’s main focus is just one word, broad! Not short of money!
Monkey is used to bragging about this matter, but Wang Er took it seriously.
I often ask Monkey, have you ever played with a foreign horse, what is the difference between this foreign horse and a local horse?
The answer given by the monkey almost made Zhao Ming laugh.
I remember that at that time he pointed to the grassland horses outside and then pointed to the Central Plains horses brought from Guanzhong.
"Look! See the difference?"
"I didn't see it. Brother Monkey, can you tell me?"
"You idiot, you have a lot of milk, you can fill it up with this large amount!"
"We are not here to breastfeed, why do we need so much milk?"
"If you tell me you are stupid, you still won't believe me. Who is looking for a wife who doesn't want a wife with a big ass and big breasts? Do you understand that she can have a good child?"
And look at the kumiss we drank. It’s enough to make wine. How much milk does this have? "
"It seems...is this the truth? But Brother Monkey, I still don't quite understand..."
Looking back on this now, Zhao Ming felt even more sad. He knelt down and looked at the monkey's peaceful face with emotion.
"Take the root!"
Zhao Ming took out a Hademon and handed it over. Wang Er silently took it, Zhang He also squatted down, and the three of them just smoked silently.
When he stood up, Zhao Ming took out three more cigarettes, lit them, poked at the grass and stuck them on the ground.
"Monkey, I promised you. After a while, I will find a better paper-making master in Zhongyuan to tie up some more beautiful wives for you, and also tie up some big horses for you."
"Ocean Horse? I want Ocean Horse..."
Suddenly, just when Zhao Ming was sighing with emotion, a confused and staring voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone suddenly froze in place and looked at the monkey on the ground.
The monkey opened his eyes, looking like he had just woken up from a blissful sleep. As he rubbed his eyes, the monkey fell out.
"Are you okay?!" Zhao Ming exclaimed, and the three of them exclaimed in unison.
