Mythic version of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1750 Huyan Chu died in battle

Xia Houyuan and Le Jin protected Huang Zhong and rushed forward. Although the morale of the soldiers of the Northern Huns had declined, the closer they got to Shanyu Huyanchu, the more crazy the soldiers of the Northern Huns became.

Even masters like Xia Houyuan and Le Jin could not avoid being suppressed. Fortunately, there were a large number of elite soldiers behind them. I just didn't take a step back.

Hu Yanchu just glanced at this direction from a distance and then looked away. He didn't send too many troops there. He just still commanded the Northern Xiongnu elite soldiers to fight back against the Han army, as if he didn't have any self-knowledge.

But this kind of indifferent commander, in this kind of situation, no matter who sees it, everyone will feel a little chills. No matter from which point of view, Hu Yanchu is a very scary person.

"Is General Huang okay?" This time it was not Xia Houyuan who spoke, but Le Jin, because Le Jin had already entered the locking distance of the big yellow bow at this time. At this level, a wave of hidden elite archers would be enough To the presence of three lives.

"Enough." Huang Zhong took a deep breath, exuding an astonishing power from his body, which was different from the crushing of inner energy, but a sense of spiritual oppression.

Xia Houyuan stared at Huang Zhong's every move, watching Huang Zhong take out an arrow and slowly put it on the bowstring, and then silently pulled it away.

Hu Yanchu also saw Huang Zhong's movements by accident, but he didn't take it seriously. In the whole world, there has never been a person with spiritual talent who died under the arrow.

Then Huang Zhong's arrow flew out in the next instant. It was hard to say how fast it was. It was almost the same speed as the arrow speed of a normal elite archer, but Xia Houyuan obviously felt that Huang Zhong's aura had dropped by [-]% when the arrow was shot out.

At the moment when Huang Zhong's arrow flew, Hu Yanchu stretched out his mental energy reflexively and pushed Huang Zhong's arrow away, but at the moment when the arrow was pushed away, countless arrows of will were pushed away by Huyanchu. The physical arrow appeared instantly.

In the next moment, Xia Houyuan watched in horror as countless light threads erupted from that arrow like fireworks, and the fine light threads completely enveloped Hu Yanchu into a spherical light cocoon in the next moment.

"I won." The light cocoon dissipated, and Huyan Chu fell to the sky. With Xia Houyuan's eyesight, he could clearly see that there was no fatal wound on Hu Yanchu's body, but Huyan Chu was dead, and he could no longer feel life. the breath of the victim.

"How is this possible?" Xia Houyuan looked at Hu Yanchu who fell on his back in horror, and then looked in Huang Zhong's direction.

"Never mind whether you can or not, first tell me whether you will serve the tea or not." Huang Zhong looked at Xia Houyuan and asked.

"Fuck, I'll serve tea and wine to my brother when I get back." Xia Houyuan rolled his eyes and said flatteringly, "But can you tell me, how did you do it?"

"It's very simple. When you condense your willpower into an arrow and shoot it, you can shoot it even if it's Lu Bu, let alone the owner of the spiritual talent." Huang Zhong looked at Xia Houyuan and had nothing to hide. private meaning.

This kind of tactic sounds simple, but in fact it is very difficult. If the difficulty of the arrow that must hit is already very high, then the difficulty of this arrow is even higher, because if the will in this arrow is destroyed, for It will have a huge impact on its own.

This is also the reason why Huang Zhong wants to play those tricks, just to split Hu Yanchu's attention. If it is really head-to-head, will to will, even Huang Zhong himself can't guarantee that he will hit.

Of course, generally speaking, if you shoot Lu Bu with this move, you must be courting death, and shooting Guan Yu is basically courting death.

"Arrow of will?" Xia Houyuan frowned. To be honest, he had never touched this kind of thing. Hearing what Huang Zhongyi said, he seemed to be quite tall.

"Don't say too much, while the northern Xiongnu Shanyu was shot, I'd better cut it up quickly." Huang Zhong took his bow and arrow, his momentum picked up slightly, and after taking a few deep breaths, he said, Xiahouyuan and Le Jin Wenyan did not refuse, and immediately led his troops forward.

"Shanyu is dead, so why not make a quick descent?" Xu Huang yelled angrily when he killed a captain of the Northern Huns with an axe, and accidentally swept Hu Yanchu down.

With this sound, countless Northern Huns turned their heads and looked back, and they all saw Hu Yanchu's slowly falling figure. Countless Northern Huns soldiers didn't even know what to do at this moment.

"Revenge for Shan Yu!" At this moment, there was a sudden roar from among the panicked soldiers of the Northern Huns, and then the soldiers of the Northern Huns who were unconscious when the sword was approaching them roared angrily.

"Kill, block with swords and shields, and rain of arrows washes the ground!" Zhou Yu saw Hu Yanchu died in battle, but he didn't care why Huang Zhongneng shot him to death with one arrow, so he immediately ordered the drummers to beat the drums to prevent the northern Huns from fighting back and causing damage to the Han army. Larger casualties.

Following Zhou Yu's order, a large number of sword and shield fighters gathered together from the back row or the front row to form a dense shield wall, completely surrounding the Northern Huns led by Hu Yanchu in the middle, and more than [-] Jiangdong archers behind them They all draw bows and shoot arrows, and shoot towards the encirclement.

The soldiers of the Northern Huns who were roaring to avenge Hu Yanchu suddenly fell down in pieces like cutting wheat. The elite archers, the crossbow machine, and the medium-sized bed crossbow were completed in an instant. Washed the floor.

At this moment, whether the soldiers of the Northern Huns used weapons to block or use large shields to defend, it was meaningless. Under such a dense arrow rain, there would be no way for people to survive.

Thirty breaths later, the elite archer who poured out the arrows in the quiver saw that there was no one standing in the encirclement, and the arrows were densely packed upside down like bushes. He had to admit that he was only talking about lethality , the arrow is really scary.

"A terrible rain of arrows." Fazheng muttered to himself, "There are such terrifying elite archers in Jiangdong."

"It's the Han Dynasty, idiot." Chen Xi put one hand on Fazheng's shoulder and said, "If it was Gongjin himself, I'm afraid he would be reluctant to shoot more than 80 arrows in a single battle."

Zhou Yu just laughed and didn't answer, 80 arrows, to be honest, even if Jiangdong is rich, he can't afford so many arrows now, and Chen Xi only gave so much for support.

As for Fazheng's so-called elite archers, Zhou Yu can't see any elites at all. The rain of arrows washes the ground to such an extent that if you want a ghostly elite archer, as long as you can shoot arrows and the deviation is not more than [-] steps, that's it. There is no problem anymore, hundreds of thousands of bows and arrows are thrown down, and any normal elite will die.

Just when Fazheng and others were sighing, the bodies of the soldiers of the Northern Huns who were surrounded suddenly moved, and some soldiers stood up scatteredly. Some of these soldiers were confused, and some roared and launched an attack on the Han army. , but before running to the Han army, he was shot and killed.

(End of this chapter)