I have three hundred soldiers, all of whom can warm wine and kill Hua Xiong

After hearing Zhu Rong's words, Meng Huo calmed down a little.

He stopped and looked at the Han cavalry again.

Meng Huo looked carefully this time, and he soon discovered that more than a dozen Han cavalry were wearing extremely fine armor. The Nanzhong barbarians' bows and arrows shot at the Han cavalry, but could not cause any harm to the Han cavalry. .

The horses of the Han cavalry were also terrifyingly tall.

In order to stop the Han cavalry, the Nanzhong barbarians placed many obstacles in the camp.

But these obstacles seemed not to exist in front of the Han cavalry horses.

The horses of the Han cavalry could easily cross ordinary horses and cross deep ditches.

Many soldiers were either knocked away by the horses or trampled to death under the horses' hooves.

In short, under the attack of the Han cavalry, the Nanzhong barbarians were unable to fight back even though they were not afraid of life and death.

"Bring me my long bow and arrows!"

Seeing Meng Huo staying where he was, Samoko couldn't help but yell at his entourage.

Today Shamoko will use his superb archery skills to teach Meng Huo so that Meng Huo will know who is the best warrior among the barbarians.

I just took this opportunity to let Zhu Rong see who is the best warrior among the barbarians.

Under the gaze of everyone, Shamoko took a long bow from one of his men.

Raising the long bow in his hand towards the crowd, Shamoko said loudly and somewhat proudly: "The long bow in my hand is called Sheri. It is a three-stone bow. Looking at the whole world, it is estimated that only I, who is born with divine power, can Successfully draw this bow to a full circle.”

"After the shooting sun is drawn into a full circle, it can not only shoot far, but also accurately. Within a distance of three hundred steps, no armor can block the long arrows shot by the shooting sun at this time."

"Where we are now, we are almost three hundred steps away from the fastest charging Han cavalry. Although the distance is a little far, I am still sure to hit the Han army. Next, please watch me bend the bow and draw the Han army. Arrows were used to kill the Han cavalry one after another."

After Shamoko finished speaking, he drew the long bow in his hand into a full circle.

In an instant, Shamoko became the focus of everyone's attention, and everyone focused their attention on Shamoko.

Of course, not everyone expected Shamoko to shoot the enemy general.

At least Meng Huo didn't want Samoko to succeed.

However, just when Samoko took aim and was about to release the arrow, he saw a cold light falling from the sky.

Before Samoko could react, a long arrow accurately pierced Samoko's throat.

Shamoko was suddenly hit by an arrow and loosened his bowstring instinctively.

Losing control, the long arrow went astray, almost grazing Meng Huo's face and shot out, almost hitting Meng Huo's face.

However, Meng Huo did not scold Samoko at this time, because Samoke, the first warrior of the Wuxi Barbarians and Meng Huo's biggest love rival, had been struck by an arrow in his throat and lost his voice.

"Look, everyone, it's the Han soldier who has not taken action all this time who is shooting arrows. He is nearly [-] steps away from us."

"Six hundred steps, an arrow hit Samoko's throat. Not only did the opponent have superb archery skills, he was also extremely powerful."

"Everyone, the Han cavalry is less than 250 steps away from us. Their target is us. Should we evacuate temporarily now?"

"Yes, yes, let's evacuate first."

The barbarian leaders were a little scared.

However, they left first, but Wei Chu refused to let them go.

Wei Chu, who had just bent his bow and shot Samoko, drew the long bow into a full circle again.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound, and the long black arrow turned into a black stream of light, and in the blink of an eye, a barbarian leader who was escaping the fastest was shot and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Meng Huo stopped and shouted loudly: "Don't run away. Our Nanzhong barbarian camp is surrounded by empty plains. We can't outrun the galloping horses."

"If we continue to flee regardless, we will only become a living target for the Han army's archers, allowing them to easily shoot their long arrows into our backs."

"The Han army is powerful, but you are all the strongest warriors in the tribe. We should be brave and try our best to block the Han army's cavalry. As long as we can slow down the Han army's cavalry, the Wuxi barbarian warriors can quickly gather together. , kill all these Han cavalry."

After Meng Huo finished speaking, he held the mace and rushed towards the Han cavalry.

Seeing Meng Huo's unhesitating back, Zhu Rong nodded lightly.

If Meng Huo survives this battle, Zhu Rong will seriously consider marrying him.

Zhu Rong looked away from Meng Huo, then turned to look at the people behind him.

"Meng Huo is right, you will only die if you escape. Although the Han army is strong, their numbers are small. As long as we block their charge, we will definitely defeat them."

Zhu Rong finished his words, drew out his dagger and charged straight towards the Han cavalry.

Perhaps they were infected by Zhu Rong, the remaining barbarian leaders each roared, then turned back with various weapons in hand.

"I am King Mulu, wait until you see me..."

Before King Mulu could finish his sentence, a war horse rushed to King Mulu's side.

Upon seeing this, King Mulu was about to raise the spear in his hand, when a spear suddenly appeared out of thin air and pierced King Mulu's chest in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, the head of the barbarian leader Fengyang was cut off, and blood splashed on the face of the cave owner.

The cave master was shocked and quickly stretched out his right hand to wipe away the blood.

As soon as half of the blood was wiped away, another cavalry quickly passed by the person who had brought the cave owner and cut off the head of the person who had brought the cave owner.

Meng Huo climbed onto the roof of a low thatched house. When he saw cavalry galloping from a distance, a look of ferocity flashed across Meng Huo's face.

When the cavalry was about to pass by him, Meng Huo jumped from the roof of the thatched hut with his mace in hand.

"Han dog, come and accept your fate!"

The mace in Meng Huo's hand was aimed at a cavalryman's head from a distance and struck down with force.

Take advantage of the strong inertia brought by the falling body.

If the mace successfully hits the cavalry on the head, even if the cavalry wears a sophisticated helmet, the cavalry will definitely die.

However, just when the mace in Meng Huo's hand was about to touch the cavalry, the cavalry suddenly reacted and thrust out the spear in his hand like lightning.

"Shh!"

The spear pierced Meng Huo's chest in the blink of an eye.

The thick mace fell against the cavalry's body. Meng Huo glanced at the cavalry in front of him with wide eyes in mid-air.

A moment later, Meng Huo's body hit the ground heavily.

Meng Huo, the first warrior of the barbarians, died in the hands of Wei Shiba in one round.