Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

"kill!!!"

Soldiers from both sides rushed together quickly, and the peaceful mountain area immediately turned into a ferocious place for harvesting human lives. Pieces of land were stained red with blood, and the clear stream gradually turned into a red stream, which was cruel and frightening. sad.

They fought fiercely on this side, and on the other side of the hill, that is, behind the Beijiang barracks, two groups of soldiers rushed over, one from the left and the other from the right.

It turned out that Fang Yuchen's army was divided into three groups. The most important one was the garrison in the north of Maiji Mountain. The other two groups were hidden in the dense forest by Tang Jinghong's secret letter. When the main forces of the two sides fought together , they attacked from behind.

In other words, the soldiers on Fang Yuchen's side now surrounded the soldiers in northern Xinjiang, attacked in an encirclement manner, and caught them by surprise.

Sure enough, the soldiers in northern Xinjiang were caught off guard. Those private soldiers had never been on the battlefield, and they had poor adaptability on the spot, so they were quickly killed and defeated frequently.

Standing on the chariot, the fake Northern Border King calmly watched the battle ahead, but the sound of beating and killing came from the rear, which made his face change in shock.

Looking back, he saw his soldiers fleeing in his direction after being killed, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley instantly, and a feeling of powerlessness came out, making him feel as if he was about to collapse!

It is said that Tang Jinghong used soldiers like a god...

When did the sneak attacking soldier touch his back? Obviously, he had someone patrol and monitor him all the time, and he didn't find anything unusual!

"Tang Jinghong!!!"

The fake king of Northern Xinjiang looked at the defeated soldiers, roared like a beast on the verge of death, jumped off the chariot himself, and rushed into the soldiers...

Chu Qingzhi and Tang Jinghong stood on the top of the mountain watching the battle, and suddenly Chu Qingzhi said, "Jinghong, the fake Northern Border King has lost his sense of proportion, and the protection around him is insufficient, why don't you try the range of the bow and arrow?"

Tang Jinghong looked at Chu Qingzhi, nodded with pursed lips, "Okay."

The dark guard handed over a bow and arrow, Tang Jinghong held it directly, put on the bow and put the arrow, aiming at... the fake king of Northern Xinjiang.

It's time to end!

An extremely fast flying arrow broke through the resistance of the air, set off bursts of piercing sounds, and headed towards the chest of the fake Northern Border King at high speed...

"puff--"

The sound of the arrow sinking into the flesh, and then, the arrow passed through the heart of the fake northern border king, shot through the two northern border soldiers behind him, and finally stopped on the third northern border soldier.

The fake Beijiang king looked down at the bloody hole on his body, his pupils gradually dilated, unbelievable, he slowly raised his head to look at Tang Jinghong on the top of the mountain, his eyes were full of hatred, unwillingness, and anger, but finally he closed them helplessly , the body collapsed.

Fang Yuchen looked sideways at Tang Jinghong on the top of the mountain, and was filled with admiration. He was able to shoot the King of Beijiang from any distance. This arrow technique is amazing.

Looking back, he yelled, "The king of Northern Xinjiang is dead, and the troops will not be killed!"

When his voice came, soldiers immediately followed up, "The king of the northern border is dead, and the troops will not be killed!"

Soon the voice of "The King of Northern Xinjiang is dead, and the soldiers will not be killed!" was heard on the battlefield, and the war stopped immediately. The soldiers of Northern Xinjiang looked at each other, while the soldiers on Fang Yuchen's side all showed joy.

"Kangdang..."

"Kangdang..."

The soldiers in northern Xinjiang dropped their weapons one after another. The prince is dead, so what are they still fighting for?

This is the end of the war in which the fake king of northern Xinjiang is about to stand up!

Chu Qingzhi and Tang Jinghongfei landed on the battlefield and came before the fake Northern Border King.

Chu Qingzhi took a ladle of water and splashed it on the face of the fake northern border king, and took off his mask after a while.

Tang Jinghong summoned a Northern Xinjiang soldier, "Do you recognize him?"

The soldiers of Beijiang were stunned by this scene. The king of Beijiang they were loyal to was actually a guard beside the king of Beijiang. It disappeared, the king of Beijiang said he left, but he didn't expect him to pretend to be the prince!"

Tang Jinghong waved his hand, "Go down."

"yes."

Tang Jinghong ordered Qin Mian's body to be tied up and placed in the middle of the battlefield. Soon the news of the fake king of Northern Xinjiang became known to everyone, and the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang stopped resisting. They squatted in corners, feeling absurd in their hearts. , plunged into self-doubt.

Because of this, all the weapons, food, and arrows prepared by the fake king of Northern Xinjiang were given by the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang, and none of them were left behind.

Chu Qingzhi also found the list of Anhuai Kingdom's secret works. Tang Jinghong immediately sent someone to check and eradicate it in the fake northern Xinjiang king's hat, and restored northern Xinjiang to a clear world.

Another thing is that the person who improved the crossbow arrows, only the fake northern king knew his whereabouts. Now that the fake northern king is dead, no one knows where he is.

Tang Jinghong was very regretful, he came here for this person, but in the end it was nothing.

Seeing that Tang Jinghong was frowning, Chu Qingzhi explained, "Jinghong, we have two days to go back, why don't we take advantage of these two days to search and do our best to obey the destiny, what do you think?"

Tang Jinghong nodded, "Listen to you."

...

Qin Mansion.

At this time, the magnificent Qin Mansion was empty, only an old woman in gray was left, and it was desolate and desolate.

The old woman made a fish today, she ate half of it, left half, and then took it to the most magnificent yard.

There is a man here. He is very poor. He has no legs and can only walk in a wheelchair. He has a big beard on his face and looks sloppy.

The old woman pushed the door open and entered the room, and suddenly a smell of sawdust came over her face.

This room is full of wood, both on the ground and on the table. These woods are used to make crossbow bolts. There are many crossbow bolts on the wooden shelf against the wall, some are good and some are bad, as if they are in an exhibition.

"time to eat."

She said to herself, her voice was very sad and helpless, "There are fewer and fewer people in the house, now we are the only ones, you can just eat."

"I'm not feeling well. I might go someday. If I don't bring you food, it means I'm going too."

The sloppy man with a broken leg held a crossbow bolt in his hand, and he paused when he heard the words, "Where did they go?"

The old woman sighed, "I don't know, the young master came back less and less often, the second young lady and the third young master have disappeared, and have been gone for many days."

The man stared at the crossbow in his hand and remained motionless. This has never happened before. Could it be that the king of Beijiang has started to act?

"Thank you for bringing me food."

The old woman nodded and left the room.

The man raised his eyes, looked at the back of the old woman, and murmured, "They may never come back."

After a while, he withdrew his gaze, pushed the wheelchair over to eat, and after eating, he continued to study the crossbow in his hand.

He has already researched the crossbow bolts of 30 consecutive rounds, and now he is researching the crossbow bolts of 40 consecutive rounds, and is planning to improve his accuracy...