Han counter current

Even this Xiongnu warrior with the title of eagle shooter only carries more than a dozen iron arrows every time he goes into battle, and the rest of the arrows are not very lethal.

In the previous burst of shooting, he had already shot and killed three Han soldiers, plus the two arrows wasted on the captain, he was running out of iron arrows.

The arrows shot by the Han army undoubtedly became his weapons. During the confrontation between the two armies, the daring eagle shooter with high art skills did not forget to pick up the excellent arrows shot by the Han army, and then counterattacked them. Needless to say, this is indeed an insult to the Han army on the city wall.

"Dog thing, there are some tricks, I will sooner or later,,,,,,"

Before the captain finished cursing, an arrow shot out from the city tower with the force of thunder. Under the city wall, the Hun sculpture shooter had no time to dodge, the arrow passed through the Hun sculpture shooter's throat, and then shot again. Another Hun behind him.

It seems that he can't believe that someone can surpass him in shooting, and it seems that he can't believe that he will die in the best shooting technique.

The Hun eagle shooter covered his throat with his left hand, pointed to the city wall with his right hand, and seemed to be muttering something.

However, no one has the time to talk to him now, and no one can notice the panic in his eyes. What is it that makes the Hun warriors so frightened.

"Playing with archery in front of me, hum."

On the city wall, the masked man pulled out an arrow, bent his bow and set the arrow. Almost instantly, no one else saw him aiming, and a carved feather arrow was shot again. Throat piercing.

"I don't know how many trash fish like you have killed in the past."

The masked man drew out the arrow again, and then shot it out in one go. Outside the city wall, the eagle shooters who were the best at archery in the Xiongnu army were sniped one by one.

"Good skill, it's really a good shot."

The captain excitedly ran to the side of the masked man, as if he had discovered a treasure.

"You killed all the eagle shooters of the Huns. I didn't expect there to be such a good shooter in our army. Brother, there are only a dozen of the eagle shooters of the Huns. Can you kill them?"

"啪、、、、、" There was a crisp snapping sound, and the bow that the masked man had just picked up from the ground was broken, and the quiver next to it was empty, and there were already eight shooters downstairs. The carver fell to the ground.

"The bow is too soft, bring me a strong bow."

The masked man stared at the outside of the city. The captain next to him seemed out of his attention. After receiving the bow and arrow handed over by the archer next to him, he once again aimed at a sculpture shooter of the Huns.

"This bow is still too soft, and it will break after a few shots. I want a stronger bow."

The masked man said so, but the movements of his hands were not slow, and the remaining eagle shooters in the Xiongnu army also noticed his presence.

However, due to the chaotic situation on the battlefield, the remaining few eagle shooters could not cooperate, and could only watch helplessly as their side was defeated one by one by the opponent.

"Good arm strength, this is a big bow that is always in the army. Ordinary soldiers get tired after pulling it five times in a row, and a strong man has to rest for a quarter of an hour after pulling it ten times. You man, you still think the bow is too soft."

The captain had already forgotten the pain on his body, no one could understand the excitement in his heart.

"I'll get you Zhang Qiang Gong, you wait, all of you, come and protect this strong man."

"I want a big yellow bow,,,,,," the masked man broke the bow in his hand again, and shook his head dissatisfied, as if he disliked that the big bows in the army were not durable.

"Okay, just because you saved my life today, I will ask the general for it."

It is almost a military saying that non-warriors cannot use the rhubarb bow.

The parachutist Li Guang, who was guarding the border, was using the rhubarb bow. The parachutist Lu Bu who was flying across the grassland in the past few years also used the rhubarb bow.

There are not many reserves of this kind of power weapon in the army, and those who can use it smoothly are at least generals above the general level.

He never thought that this ordinary man not only has amazing accuracy in shooting, but also knows the most powerful rhubarb bow in the army. Now the captain is more sure that he has met a nobleman.

The fighting continued, and the rest of the eagle shooters outside the city wall couldn't withstand the precise shooting of the masked man. They whipped their horses and escaped from the man's range.

Of the dozen or so eagle shooters, only three or four were still intact, and the rest were all killed by the same person, which was already a terrible thing for the Huns.

"Unexpectedly, after my eldest brother and I left, the Huns went so rampant that they forget about the pain if they don't kill them every few years."

The masked man continued to shoot, and the Han soldiers next to him let him talk to himself. While protecting the masked man, they counted the number of Huns who were shot with their fingers.

"General, Wang Laosan came to ask for a big yellow bow just now."

Gao Lan was commanding the soldiers to defend. A soldier ran over and pointed at the masked man in the distance and said, "This man is very good at shooting. He can shoot and kill more than a dozen people without rest."

Wang Laosan was the injured captain, and he was also Gao Lan's personal soldier. In order to control the military power in the city, Gao Lan had to send his most trusted subordinates to the army.

Wang Laosan has a fierce temper and is not stupid in his mind. Gao Lan wanted to use this war to bring him up.

"Good means, it's a blessing to have such a sharp shooter in the army."

Gao Lan nodded and said to the soldiers beside him: "Go and get my bow, send it to Wang Laosan, and tell him that if he behaves well, I will give him a promotion later."

"General, that's yours,,,,,,"

"Missing a bow and gaining a sharpshooter, I earned it."

Gao Lan laughed. No one understood his current situation. Some soldiers in the city didn't trust him very much. He had to build his prestige through war.

I can give my most beloved rhubarb bow to the sharpshooter at a critical moment, which will definitely play a role model, although Gao Lan doesn't know the four words model role.

"Come on, brother, I brought you General Gao's favorite thing."

Grinning his teeth in pain, Wang Laosan ran towards the masked man with a smile: "There are not many rhubarb bows in Yanmen Pass, and General Gao's bow is definitely the best. Look..."

The masked man took the big yellow bow, and he didn't bother to say thank you, as if the best bow and arrow should belong to him.

"It's a good thing. Although it's worse than what I used to use, it's enough to kill the Huns."

After testing the strength of the bow, the masked man was obviously satisfied: "Bring the arrow."

Immediately, a soldier ran over holding a bundle of arrows. The masked man was unambiguous, and he drew three arrows with his right hand, and then skillfully bent his bow to set the arrows. Immediately afterwards, three Hun cavalrymen outside the city were shot.

"Good bow,,,,,,"

"Three arrows in one hand, a stunt that is difficult for grassland eagle shooters to master, amazing."

In the distance, Gao Lan noticed that the masked man shot and killed the Hun soldiers outside the city wall. He just wanted to let the people below know that he cherished the warriors, but he didn't want his bow to be given to the right person.

"Good brother, you, you..." Wang Laosan obviously has never seen others use three arrows in one hand, and this time he opened his eyes.

After pulling it six times in a row, the sweat on the masked man's face obviously increased a lot. It seems that it takes a lot of energy to pull this big yellow bow.

"It's a bit regressive. It seems that I have been too depressed during this time."

The masked man's words were undoubtedly shocking to those around him. These ordinary lieutenant soldiers had never seen such a fierce man.

This is a big yellow bow, the pulling force is more than four stones, but this fierce man actually pulled it six times in a row, and it seems that he is still not satisfied with his performance.

What surprised them even more was that after the masked man felt a little tired, he actually changed his hand to hold the bow, and the hand that held the bow before drew out an arrow instead.

"My God, it turns out that a sharpshooter can rest like this." Wang Laosan gradually recovered from the shock. The masked man gave him too much shock, and he needed to take a good rest.