V1.Chapter 115
call out!
The icy arrows flew from the sky, and quickly nailed them to the snow-covered branches. The huge force made the branches tremble, and the snowflakes fell rustling.
The warmth of early spring has not touched the northwest, and the Daxue Mountain is still shrouded in ice and snow.
call out!
Another arrow flew over, this time it didn't nail it to the tree, but fell into the snow, only an inch away from a soldier lying in the snow.
The soldiers didn't move, didn't make a sound, they just stood there abruptly.
"Lao Yu! Lao Yu!" Wu San stooped through the rain of arrows shot by the Huns and jumped into a newly dug out bunker.
The bunker was not large, and was covered with a staggered row of branches.
Yu Shaoqing sat cross-legged inside, and a flowing arrow shot into the branches behind him, almost shooting over and hitting his head, but he didn't even blink his eyelids, racing against time to make a "weapon".
These weapons were transformed from the stray arrows shot by the Huns, and put into a few simple small crossbows. The range of this small crossbow is not far, and the attack power is not as good as that of experienced archers, but it is convenient. It can hold five arrows at a time, which saves the process of drawing the bow and arrows. When necessary, it can trigger the five arrows to fire simultaneously, which is also a means of saving lives.
"Old Yu...Fuck!" As soon as Wu San sat in, a flowing arrow shot through the branches of the cover. Wu San hurriedly hugged his head to hide, and the flowing arrow was nailed to the "ice wall" behind him.
Yu Shaoqing took down the arrow very calmly.
However, Wu San could not be as calm as he was in danger. He could be buried under the arrows of the Huns at any time, but he could still enter into meditation like this old monk...
A full half a month has passed since New Year's Eve. Today is the Shangyuan Festival. However, there is no glutinous rice dumplings or reunion on the Shangyuan Festival. There are only waves of chasing and killing by the Huns, and round after round of arrow rain.
After General Xiao came, Lao Yu took them out of the cave and went all the way to the southeast.
Fearing that the fire would attract the Huns, General Xiao's body could not be cremated and brought back.
Maybe in this life no one will know that he was buried under that silent mountain.
Wu San murmured, "You said we came back... can we still find General Xiao's tomb?"
It is said to be a tomb, but it is a pit that is flush with the ground. In order to prevent the Huns from digging the grave and whipping the corpse, they dare not even stack the grave bag, let alone erect a tombstone.
How many enemies he killed before his death, but ended up buried in the wilderness after death, every time Wu San thinks of this, he will feel a bit of desolation in his heart.
"Haizi, Changmaoer, Ayi..." Wu San blankly counted the brothers he buried with his own hands.
"What's your business with me?" Yu Shaoqing interrupted his thoughts.
Wu San was stunned for a while, and finally remembered what he was here for, he cheered up and said, "It's Daniel who told me to tell you that the Huns have already camped at the foot of the mountain, and tonight they will cross the river and bring us a pot. "
Their current terrain is not very good. I don’t know what General Xiao said to Lao Yu, but Lao Yu didn’t wait for rescue in place, but began to lead them over the snow-capped mountains. The first two days were relatively clean, and they encountered a problem on the third day. Hun soldiers.
They were forced to cross the river, thinking that tearing down the wooden bridge would delay it for a while, but the canyon in front of them suddenly encountered an avalanche and their way was blocked.
"How long will it take to dig through the canyon?" Yu Shaoqing asked.
Wu San sighed, "It will be early morning at the earliest."
But tonight, the Huns will cross the river.
Yu Shaoqing cut the arrow's hand for a while: "Who is it?"
Wu San repeated Da Niu's words word for word: "...I didn't see the exact appearance, it's probably like this."
"It's King Wuheng. I have seen General Xiao fight him." Yu Shaoqing said.
"Is he amazing?" Wu San asked.
Yu Shaoqing nodded: "General Xiao's sword has never been alive, he is the first."
Wu San was startled: "...Then, what should I do then?"
Yu Shaoqing said coldly, "Kill him."
Wu San was dumbfounded. He said it lightly, but how could he kill him? There are hundreds of archers, and we shot the random arrows to death before we rushed to King Wuheng.
"What now?" Wu San asked.
"Wait."
"Wait for what?"
Yu Shaoqing stared and said, "Crossing the river."
The reason why the Huns chose to cross the river at night was because the ice layer was not thick enough during the day, not because they were afraid of the army in the northwest. After nightfall, the ice layer became unbreakable, and the Huns began to cross the river recklessly.
Of course, they were not sure that General Xiao was in the team, and it was not time for King Wuheng to do it himself.
Until Yu Shaoqing put on General Xiao's shirt, picked up General Xiao's sword, and stood on the upright cliff, King Wuheng finally couldn't hold back, he wanted to defeat this Han! He's going to be ashamed!
King Wuheng rushed to the front, and he was the first to land on the shore, but Yu Shaoqing did not face the enemy head-on, but turned his footsteps and led him into the forest.
There were several archers in ambush in the woods, but unfortunately none of them were hit.
Seeing that King Wuheng ran into the net pocket, the big bull who was lying in ambush pulled it hard, saying that it was too late, but King Wuheng slashed the net pocket in half.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This King Wuheng is too powerful!
Thousand Commanders... Thousand Commanders are more fortunate and less fortunate!
"It's not good! The Huns are coming!" a soldier shouted.
Daniel and the others drew their swords and killed them.
"Ah—" was Xiaoyu's scream.
He only had his left foot amputated on New Year's Eve, and he used General Xiao's wound medicine to save his life.
The big ox rushed over, killed the Huns who stabbed the little fish, and stretched out his hand to help the little fish.
Xiaoyu shouted in horror: "Be careful!"
An arrow hit the ox's back and penetrated the ox's heart.
Daniel lowered his head, looked at the arrow that came out of his left chest, opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell on Xiaoyu's body.
The icy arrows flew from the sky, and quickly nailed them to the snow-covered branches. The huge force made the branches tremble, and the snowflakes fell rustling.
The warmth of early spring has not touched the northwest, and the Daxue Mountain is still shrouded in ice and snow.
call out!
Another arrow flew over, this time it didn't nail it to the tree, but fell into the snow, only an inch away from a soldier lying in the snow.
The soldiers didn't move, didn't make a sound, they just stood there abruptly.
"Lao Yu! Lao Yu!" Wu San stooped through the rain of arrows shot by the Huns and jumped into a newly dug out bunker.
The bunker was not large, and was covered with a staggered row of branches.
Yu Shaoqing sat cross-legged inside, and a flowing arrow shot into the branches behind him, almost shooting over and hitting his head, but he didn't even blink his eyelids, racing against time to make a "weapon".
These weapons were transformed from the stray arrows shot by the Huns, and put into a few simple small crossbows. The range of this small crossbow is not far, and the attack power is not as good as that of experienced archers, but it is convenient. It can hold five arrows at a time, which saves the process of drawing the bow and arrows. When necessary, it can trigger the five arrows to fire simultaneously, which is also a means of saving lives.
"Old Yu...Fuck!" As soon as Wu San sat in, a flowing arrow shot through the branches of the cover. Wu San hurriedly hugged his head to hide, and the flowing arrow was nailed to the "ice wall" behind him.
Yu Shaoqing took down the arrow very calmly.
However, Wu San could not be as calm as he was in danger. He could be buried under the arrows of the Huns at any time, but he could still enter into meditation like this old monk...
A full half a month has passed since New Year's Eve. Today is the Shangyuan Festival. However, there is no glutinous rice dumplings or reunion on the Shangyuan Festival. There are only waves of chasing and killing by the Huns, and round after round of arrow rain.
After General Xiao came, Lao Yu took them out of the cave and went all the way to the southeast.
Fearing that the fire would attract the Huns, General Xiao's body could not be cremated and brought back.
Maybe in this life no one will know that he was buried under that silent mountain.
Wu San murmured, "You said we came back... can we still find General Xiao's tomb?"
It is said to be a tomb, but it is a pit that is flush with the ground. In order to prevent the Huns from digging the grave and whipping the corpse, they dare not even stack the grave bag, let alone erect a tombstone.
How many enemies he killed before his death, but ended up buried in the wilderness after death, every time Wu San thinks of this, he will feel a bit of desolation in his heart.
"Haizi, Changmaoer, Ayi..." Wu San blankly counted the brothers he buried with his own hands.
"What's your business with me?" Yu Shaoqing interrupted his thoughts.
Wu San was stunned for a while, and finally remembered what he was here for, he cheered up and said, "It's Daniel who told me to tell you that the Huns have already camped at the foot of the mountain, and tonight they will cross the river and bring us a pot. "
Their current terrain is not very good. I don’t know what General Xiao said to Lao Yu, but Lao Yu didn’t wait for rescue in place, but began to lead them over the snow-capped mountains. The first two days were relatively clean, and they encountered a problem on the third day. Hun soldiers.
They were forced to cross the river, thinking that tearing down the wooden bridge would delay it for a while, but the canyon in front of them suddenly encountered an avalanche and their way was blocked.
"How long will it take to dig through the canyon?" Yu Shaoqing asked.
Wu San sighed, "It will be early morning at the earliest."
But tonight, the Huns will cross the river.
Yu Shaoqing cut the arrow's hand for a while: "Who is it?"
Wu San repeated Da Niu's words word for word: "...I didn't see the exact appearance, it's probably like this."
"It's King Wuheng. I have seen General Xiao fight him." Yu Shaoqing said.
"Is he amazing?" Wu San asked.
Yu Shaoqing nodded: "General Xiao's sword has never been alive, he is the first."
Wu San was startled: "...Then, what should I do then?"
Yu Shaoqing said coldly, "Kill him."
Wu San was dumbfounded. He said it lightly, but how could he kill him? There are hundreds of archers, and we shot the random arrows to death before we rushed to King Wuheng.
"What now?" Wu San asked.
"Wait."
"Wait for what?"
Yu Shaoqing stared and said, "Crossing the river."
The reason why the Huns chose to cross the river at night was because the ice layer was not thick enough during the day, not because they were afraid of the army in the northwest. After nightfall, the ice layer became unbreakable, and the Huns began to cross the river recklessly.
Of course, they were not sure that General Xiao was in the team, and it was not time for King Wuheng to do it himself.
Until Yu Shaoqing put on General Xiao's shirt, picked up General Xiao's sword, and stood on the upright cliff, King Wuheng finally couldn't hold back, he wanted to defeat this Han! He's going to be ashamed!
King Wuheng rushed to the front, and he was the first to land on the shore, but Yu Shaoqing did not face the enemy head-on, but turned his footsteps and led him into the forest.
There were several archers in ambush in the woods, but unfortunately none of them were hit.
Seeing that King Wuheng ran into the net pocket, the big bull who was lying in ambush pulled it hard, saying that it was too late, but King Wuheng slashed the net pocket in half.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This King Wuheng is too powerful!
Thousand Commanders... Thousand Commanders are more fortunate and less fortunate!
"It's not good! The Huns are coming!" a soldier shouted.
Daniel and the others drew their swords and killed them.
"Ah—" was Xiaoyu's scream.
He only had his left foot amputated on New Year's Eve, and he used General Xiao's wound medicine to save his life.
The big ox rushed over, killed the Huns who stabbed the little fish, and stretched out his hand to help the little fish.
Xiaoyu shouted in horror: "Be careful!"
An arrow hit the ox's back and penetrated the ox's heart.
Daniel lowered his head, looked at the arrow that came out of his left chest, opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell on Xiaoyu's body.
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