Mysterious World: I Live Forever By Hanging Up My Phone!

  Chapter 84 One is worth a hundred, the courage of ten thousand men is inappropriate! 【Seek the first order】

   "Boom!"

   "Shhhhhh!"

  A bowstring sounded like a dragon singing and a tiger whistling.

   Immediately afterwards, lightning-like armor-piercing arrows flew across.

  The next moment, he viciously hit the cavalry formation on the official road in the distance.

   "Ah! Ah!"

   There were screams mixed with the neighing of people turning their backs.

   Seven or eight arrows pierced through candied haws, and directly shot more than a dozen armored knights.

  The cavalry phalanx that was galloping immediately became a mess.

   "Enemy attack, slow down!"

   "Form formation, fight!"

   Hundreds of people will roar angrily.

   This well-trained cavalry team did not panic.

  They didn't even look at their fallen comrades, and they didn't think about who attacked them. Instead, they locked their eyes on the mountains and forests, and went straight to Wei Han to kill them.

  If ordinary people face them, they will be frightened by this kind of murderous aura in an instant!

  But Wei Han still draws his bow indifferently and shoots wildly!

  His three archery skills have just been improved. Although the 100-fold mode is very good, it did not make him a master of archery so quickly, at most it only made him proficient in archery.

   Fortunately, the distance here is not far, and he is quite strong!

  In addition, the official road is narrow and the opponents are all crowded together, so any arrows shot casually are very easy to hit.

   "Shhhhhh!"

   Wei Han frantically opened his bow, and the arrows turned into afterimages like machine guns, whistling and shooting one cavalry after another.

  By the time they rushed out of the forest, more than half of the Centuries had already fallen.

   "Dog, dare to sneak attack us!" The hundred generals gritted their teeth and roared: "Kill me!"

"kill!"

   Dozens of surviving cavalry roared into the forest.

  Although this mountain forest is a bit sloped, the trees are not dense. The cavalry charged in rampantly, and the speed was not affected much.

"hehe!"

   Wei Han put away the Stormy Wave Bow indifferently.

   Originally, he wanted to lure these cavalry away, but now it seems that they should all be killed.

   They are all comrades, and if they die, they should die neatly together.

   Wei Han kicked his feet, and the next moment he slammed into the horse of the general of the hundred men, even if he was attacked by four or five sabers and spears, he didn't pay any attention.

   "Boom boom boom!"

  A golden bell shield firmly resists external attacks.

   Wei Han knocked several horses away like a heavy truck.

   Immediately afterwards, he slashed into the crowd frantically, flying around like a ghost, and the Vajra Arhat Fist turned into afterimages, blasting away one enemy after another.

  Everything he touches screams and flies!

   Either he was blasted into a blood mist on the spot, or he was beaten to pieces.

   Even if Wei Han's feet swept many war horses, they would be sent flying tens of meters away.

  Humanoid Tyrannosaurus, so terrifying!

  The surrounding mountains and forests within a hundred meters were suddenly in a mess.

  All kinds of broken limbs and broken arms, deep pits raining blood, and trees have already been knocked down. All kinds of broken weapons and exploded armor are really shocking.

   "Damn, damn!"

   "Who the **** are you? Kill my comrade, I will kill you!"

   Hundreds of generals looked at the corpses all over the ground, their eyes instantly turned red.

  He is also a master of blood refinement, holding a thousand-jin iron gun, screaming and stabbing at Wei Han frantically.

  This man's marksmanship is very exquisite!

   With a flick, thousands of afterimages appeared on the iron gun.

   It's like a series of poisonous snakes that choose to eat people. If ordinary people don't realize it, they may be pierced in the head by an iron gun.

  But Wei Han is not afraid at all, because even if he is standing, the opponent cannot break through his own defense, and even he has a hundred ways to kill the opponent instantly.

   But Wei Han was not too rough!

  He became very playful, and as soon as he kicked his feet, he hooked up an iron gun, and hit the head-on head-on.

  Since the blood fiend soul-breaking gun has been brushed to the limit, Wei Han has not touched the iron gun.

  As a big shot master with master-level spear skills in his mind, is it a bit too much to never even touch a gun?

   "Ding Ding Ding!"

   Wei Han seems to have practiced a million times.

  The iron gun in his hand is like a shadow, and the gun is like a dragon.

  Easy to break through the afterimage of the attack of the hundred generals, and force the opponent to retreat steadily, and forcefully suppress the opponent by just relying on spear skills.

   "Impossible, it's impossible!"

   Hundreds of people roared in despair, their bodies were filled with blood mist, their strength continued to grow, and they used various killing moves one after another.

   He even used a deadly marksmanship.

  The iron gun was like lightning, its speed suddenly increased three times, and it appeared in front of Wei Han's neck in an instant.

"That's it?"

   Wei Han sneered with disdain, and shook the iron gun in his hand.

   Easily smashed the opponent's gun head away, and then raised his hand to send it away.

   "Pfft!"

  The iron gun easily pierced through the opponent's head, and this hundred people were unable to close their eyes even to death, and looked at him in astonishment.

   "Run, run away!"

  The seven or eight cavalrymen who survived were also panicked.

  They no longer have the vigor of a veteran soldier, and they want to escape in a panic.

  Where did Wei Han allow them to flee, he kicked his feet and killed them again, beheading them all with ease again.

   So far, the battle is over!

  From the beginning of the war to the end, it was only a tea time.

  A centurion cavalry is like mud in Wei Han's hands, it can't stand the slaughter at all, and it has been slaughtered in two or three strokes.

   "Is this the charm of personal force?"

   "Now I can be considered as brave as a man? It's a pity, these iron guns are too light."

   Wei Han threw away the iron gun in his hand in disgust, and then picked up the iron gun in the hands of Hundred People. Although this gun is also very light, it still weighs a thousand catties!

   It seems to be mixed with a lot of precious iron ore, and its strength and toughness are better than the iron guns of ordinary soldiers.

   "Barely usable!"

  Wei Han shook his head helplessly, and looked at the corpses all over the floor with regret.

   It stands to reason that he should touch the corpse, but now he has to go.

  This place is too close to Sunjia Village. If the rebels of King Xiao found the scene, they would definitely guess that the purpose of the murderer was to protect the village. Then Sunjia Village would suffer a more terrifying disaster.

  In order to save people to the end, he had to kill a few more places to completely muddy the mess.

  Wei Han resolutely jumped on a strange horse, subdued it with great force, and rushed out along the official road with a bang.

  Since there is a lot of trouble, let's make the next big trouble!

  He really wanted to see what it was like when the army was charging.

   "Drive!"

   Wei Han sped up again, frantically heading towards Liehuzhuang.

  The journey of seven or eight miles is fleeting.

   From a long distance, he saw an astonishing battle erupting in front of Liehu Manor.

  A thousand-man army is storming the villa.

  The more than a thousand strong hunters in Zhuangzi are also gnashing their teeth to fight back.

  The two sides not only fired their bows and arrows, but also shouted and killed on the Mucheng Walled City.

   Dense figures were mixed together, and corpses were everywhere.

   Most of the casualties were Liehu Village!

  Although the Orions practice martial arts on weekdays, they are still much inferior to the regular army formation, and the armor on the rebels forcefully widened the gap between the strength of the two sides.

   As the saying goes, one armor tops three crossbows, and the three armors enter the underworld!

  In the low-level battle in the era of cold weapons, the role of armor is absolutely beyond imagination.

   Therefore, it is only a matter of time before Liehuzhuang is crushed and defeated.

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