Chapter 083: One person is worth a hundred, and ten thousand people are not worthy of courage! 【Please order first】

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"Boom!"

"Boohoo!"

A bowstring sound sounded like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

Immediately afterwards, lightning-like armor-piercing arrows passed by.

The next moment, he struck hard at the cavalry formation on the official road in the distance.

"Ah! Ah!"

There were screams mixed with the neighing sounds of people turning on their backs.

Seven or eight arrows pierced through candied haws, directly shooting out more than a dozen armored knights.

The galloping cavalry phalanx immediately broke into chaos.

"Enemy attack, slow down!"

"Form up and engage in battle!"

Hundreds of people roared angrily.

This well-trained cavalry team did not panic.

They didn't even look at their fallen comrades, and they didn't think about who attacked them. Instead, they locked their eyes on the mountain forest and went straight to Wei Han to kill him.

If ordinary people faced them, they would be frightened by this murderous aura in an instant!

But Wei Han still drew his bow indifferently and fired wildly!

He has just mastered all three archery skills. Although the 100x mode is very good, it does not make him a master of archery so quickly. At most, it only makes him proficient in archery.

Fortunately, it's not far away, and he's quite strong!

In addition, the official road is narrow and the opponents are all crowded together, so it is very easy to hit any arrows fired casually.

"Boohoo!"

Wei Han opened his bow crazily, and the arrows turned into afterimages like machine guns, whizzing and killing one cavalry after another.

By the time they rushed out of the forest, more than half of the hundred-man cavalry team had already fallen.

"You bitch, you dare to sneak up on us!" Hundreds of generals roared with gritted teeth: "Kill me!"

"kill!"

Dozens of surviving cavalry roared into the forest.

Although this mountain forest is a bit sloping, the trees are not dense. The cavalry rushed in without much impact on their speed.

"hehe!"

Wei Han put away the Jingtao Bow indifferently.

Originally, he wanted to lure these cavalry away, but now it seems that he might as well kill them all.

We are all comrades, and if we want to die, we should die together.

Wei Han kicked off his feet, and the next moment he rammed into the hundred-man general's horse arrogantly, ignoring four or five sabers and spears attacking him.

"Dong dong dong!"

A golden bell shield resisted external attacks.

Wei Han directly knocked several horses away like a heavy truck.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed into the crowd crazily, flying like a ghost, and the Vajra Arhat Fist turned into afterimages, constantly blasting away enemies one after another.

Everyone who was touched by him screamed in agony!

Either he was blown into a bloody mist on the spot, or his hands and feet were severed.

Even if many war horses were swept away by Wei Han's feet, they would be blown away dozens of meters away.

The humanoid tyrannosaurus is so terrifying!

The surrounding mountains and forests within a hundred meters were suddenly in a state of chaos.

All kinds of broken limbs, deep pits and bloody rain, and trees that have been broken and fallen. Various broken weapons and exploded armors are really shocking.

"Damn, damn!"

"Who are you? Kill my comrade, and I will kill you!"

Hundreds of people looked at the corpses on the ground, their eyes instantly turned red.

He was also a master of the blood refining realm. He was holding a thousand-jin iron spear and stabbed at Wei Han crazily while roaring.

This man's marksmanship is very exquisite!

With a flicker, thousands of afterimages appeared on the iron gun.

It's like poisonous snakes that choose to bite people. If ordinary people don't react, they may be stabbed in the head by an iron spear.

But Wei Han was not afraid at all, because even if he stood, the opponent could not break his defense, and he even had a hundred ways to kill the opponent instantly.

But Wei Han still wasn't too rough!

He was so playful that he picked up an iron gun with a single move of his feet and hit him head-on.

Ever since the Blood Fiend Soul-Severing Gun reached its limit, Wei Han had never touched an iron gun.

As a big shot with master-level spear skills in his mind, isn't it a bit too much to have never even touched a gun?

"Ding ding ding!"

Wei Han seemed to have practiced it hundreds of millions of times.

The iron spear in his hand follows him like a shadow, and the spear comes out like a dragon.

He easily broke through the attack remnants of hundreds of generals and forced the opponent to retreat step by step. He was able to pin down the opponent with just his spear skills.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

The hundred generals roared in anger, their bodies were filled with blood mist, their strength continued to grow, and they used various killing moves one after another.

He even used a desperate shooting technique.

The iron spear was like lightning, its speed suddenly tripled, and it appeared in front of Wei Han's neck in an instant.

"That's it?"

Wei Han sneered disdainfully and shook the iron gun in his hand.

He knocked away the opponent's gun head easily, then raised his hand and sent it away.

"Pfft!"

The iron gun penetrated the opponent's head easily, and this hundred-man man could not even close his eyes until he died, looking at him in shock.

"Run, run away!"

The seven or eight surviving cavalrymen were also panicked.

They no longer had the vigor of an elite soldier who had fought a hundred battles, and each one of them was in a panic and wanted to escape.

Wei Han didn't allow them to escape, so he kicked them over with his feet and killed them all easily again.

At this point, the battle is over!

From the beginning to the end of the war, it was just a cup of tea.

A hundred-man cavalry team was like clay in Wei Han's hands. It could not withstand the killing and was slaughtered in just a few strokes.

"Is this the charm of personal force?"

"I am brave enough now, right? Unfortunately, these iron guns are too light."

Wei Han threw away the iron gun in his hand in disgust, and then picked up the iron gun in Bairen General's hand. Although this one was very light, it weighed a thousand pounds!

It seems to be mixed with a lot of precious refined iron ore, and its strength and toughness are better than those of ordinary soldiers' iron guns.

"It can barely be used!"

Wei Han shook his head helplessly and looked at the corpses on the ground with regret.

Logically speaking, he should touch the body, but now he has to go.

This place is too close to Sunjia Village. If the Xiao Wang rebels discover the scene, they will definitely guess that the murderer's purpose is to protect the village. Then Sunjia Village will suffer an even more terrifying disaster.

In order to save people to the end, he had to kill a few more places to completely muddy the waters.

Wei Han decisively jumped on a strange horse, easily subdued it with his powerful force, and rushed out along the official road with a sound.

Since we have already made a fuss, let’s make the next biggest fuss!

He wanted to see what it was like when the military formation was charging.

"drive!"

Wei Han sped up again and headed towards Hunting Tiger Village like crazy.

The journey of seven or eight miles goes by in an instant.

From a distance, he saw an astonishing battle breaking out in front of Hunting Tiger Village.

A thousand-man army formation is storming the villa.

The more than a thousand strong Orion men in Zhuangzi were also gritting their teeth and fighting back.

Not only did both sides shoot out their bows and arrows, but shouts of killing also rang out on the wooden city wall.

Thick figures were mixed together, and corpses were everywhere.

Naturally, most of the casualties were from the Hunting Tiger Village!

Although the Orions also practiced martial arts on weekdays, they were still far behind the regular military formations, and the armor on the rebels widened the gap in strength between the two sides.

As the saying goes, if one armor carries three crossbows, three armors will enter the underworld!

In the low-level combat in the cold weapon era, the role of armor is absolutely beyond imagination.

Therefore, it was only a matter of time before Liehu Village was crushed and defeated.

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