Chapter 181 The Wasteful People Step on the Grassland (Part 2)
The sky is dark and the grassland is marshed.
No matter how powerful a deserted warrior is, once he cannot run at high speed and last long like a wolf pack on the banks of the Hot Sea , he will lose his most important ability. In the eyes of the grassland cavalry who are wandering around, he will suddenly become an unmovable target of arrows. No matter how powerful close-fitting defense they have, they were shot by countless arrows and eventually died of blood .
Of course, if you want to use feather arrows to shoot these deserted warriors with iron, paper bones and hard rocks at a long range, even if the other party does not dodge or avoid, you will need extremely terrifying feather arrows. If it is a war in ordinary situations, there are no cavalrymen. It will carry so many feather arrows, but during the days when the deserted people went south, dozens of large tribes of the Left Tent Wangting lost battles in succession, and the grassland people continued to learn lessons in the failure, and finally decided today's battle strategy. One of the seven great wizards and directly under the elite cavalry, how could there be a situation where the arrows were not good ?
The horse walked like the wind, the arrow fell like rain , the grassland knight whistled sharply , kicking his legs against the horse's belly, and with exquisite shooting techniques, he accurately pulled the bow and shot arrows. Surrounded in the center, the deserted warrior on the ground like a sluggish grassland struggled to pull out his legs from the mud, moved his legs hard, and trek desperately to the outside.
However, the second step he took was also deep in the mud. With those accurate and terrifying feather arrows, the speed of the deserted man breaking through the mud was extremely slow. One of the most powerful warriors bravely stepped on the thick mud despite the feather arrows inserted into his body. , suddenly reached less than twenty steps away from the grassland cavalry, and was shot in a knee and fell down with a muffled groan and despair.
Suddenly encountered such a strange ambush, the old veteran in the group of deserted warriors had already noticed the strange carriage behind the grassland cavalry and the strange people on the carriage. He guessed that the sudden change in the grassland must be related to the carriage. , the old man shouted a few words, and a deserted warrior with extremely thick arms walked over with difficulty and stood in front of him.
The elder of the Wilderer pressed his palm to the warrior's back, groaned, and his face gradually became pale. An inexplicable force was transmitted into the warrior's body through his palm.
The arm of the deserted warrior was thicker a little more, as if something had entered his body. He forcibly endured the severe pain from his skin, ignored the blood from the corners of his eyes, and stared at the distance. The carriage suddenly let out a beast-like roar, pulled out a big axe from its waist, and threw it at that place!
The sound of a sneering through the air. With the blessing of huge power, the axe was like a flash of lightning, crossing hundreds of feet in a moment and slashing at the old wizard of the royal court in a golden robe in the car !
Seeing the sharp axe roaring, the two Wangting warriors who had been standing silently beside the old wizard, lifted up the giant shield beside their feet and stood together in front of the wizard!
The axe tip collided violently with the giant metal shield, making a crisp sound!
The grassland soldier next to the car was shocked and covered his ears and fell to the ground.
The gorgeous carriage just shook slightly and returned to calm.
In the carriage, the old wizard was still expressionless and chanted the spell quickly and quickly. The wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper. The energy of heaven and earth around him entered the metal disk with his spell, and then followed the complexity. If the runes of the star line enter the ground of the grassland, then release it through another metal disc buried in the ground in front of the royal court, making the grassland above become wetter and softer.
The last hope of the deserted people was shattered. They held a heavy sword and broke out desperately in the wet mud. Dozens of arrows kept falling down like thorns and falling down like thorns. The whistle sounds in the prairie cavalry walking and shooting archery became more and more sharp, and their ferocious faces were filled with the pleasure of revenge.
The wet grass, bloody mud, and galloping horses form a cruel and desperate picture.
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The grassland suddenly became quiet and clear.
The cruel arrow killing continued, but in addition to the buzzing string sounds and the sound of feather arrows breaking through the air, there were also the sharp whistles of the grassland cavalry, and no sound could be heard anymore. Those deserted people stopped for some reason and tried their best to do so. Bury your body in the grass, keep silent and stop trying to break through.
Immediately afterwards, the buzzing strings, the hissing arrows and the sharp whistles of the grassland people disappeared, and the battlefield, which should have been noisy, became extremely quiet . Quietness is actually a relative statement. In fact, the reason why all these noisy sounds disappear is because people on the battlefield can only hear one sound now.
It was the low sound of a heavy object breaking through the air at high speed . It was definitely not an arrow, but also a flying sword used by people in the Central Plains. It sounded more like a huge stone, thrown by Haotian from the clouds, and it was constantly accelerating. .
The deserted soldiers who buried their bodies in the mud raised their heads with difficulty and looked into the sky. They were already mentally prepared to look at death. Their eyes had become extremely calm before, but at this moment, they suddenly Occupated by scorching and admiration.
The grassland cavalry wandering around the battlefield in the central grassland, for some reason, felt a sense of fear in their hearts, and subconsciously slowed down the speed of pulling the bow, and looked up in shock.
Everyone on both sides of the war raised their heads.
Looking at the terrifying sound in the sky .
The clouds obscured the sun and cast shadows.
Just in the shadows under the clouds.
A man fell from the sky.
He cut through the sky, carrying bloody flames on his body fell from the sky dozens of meters high, as if he was jumping out of the clouds. The terrifying speed vibrated the air around his body, and a semi-spherical mist was filled with water. I don't know if it was because of the severe friction on my legs, bleeding-like flames splashed out.
This man is like a meteorite hitting the earth.
The place where the meteorite fell was the gorgeous carriage of the royal court on the left tent of the grassland.
The two most powerful warriors in the royal court roared and raised their heavy shields to block the old wizard's head.
The old wizard's hands trembled violently, and the mind power in the sea of consciousness burst out, mobilizing the energy of heaven and earth around him to gather quickly. Then he raised his head and passed through the gap between the shield , seeing a foot.
The foot was wearing a very ordinary leather boot, which was a little old and had a little dirty soles. I don't know which grasslands, which Gobi, which sewage, and mountains and rivers I stepped on.
The moment he saw this foot, the old wizard Wang Ting understood a truth.
Death is coming.
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The man who fell like a meteorite stepped on the hard metal shield.
The soles of the old boots could not withstand this huge force at all and broke inch.
However, the hard metal shield also cracked inch by inch!
The two powerful Wangting men holding up a giant shield were not even too late to groan. The thick arms turned into silk-like tendons under the extremely terrifying force of the powerful and extremely terrifying force, which had just been exposed. The bones instantly turned into powder, and the blood spurted out like arrows from the nose, eyes, ears and mouths.
The foot without boots was stepping on the giant shield and continued to move down among the flying metal fragments, easily breaking the condensed vital shield of the old wizard and stepping on top of his head.
The old wizard stared at the head of Wu Shen's eyes and was directly stepped into the neck by this foot. Then the foot continued to go down and stepped on his body. The old wizard's body suddenly sank and flattened until it became A pool of meat paste.
The foot in leather boots continued to move downwards.
Stepping through the old wizard's flesh paste.
Step through the hard metal disc.
Break the car board.
There was a loud bang!
The smoke and blood and powder were splattering everywhere, and the smoke and dust flew around. The gorgeous carriage turned into a pile of garbage. The sharp metal fragments shot down dozens of grassland soldiers standing around the carriage to the ground!
This foot that penetrated the clouds and cracked the sky finally stepped on the grassland that the barbarians had occupied for nearly a thousand years!
The middle-aged man in a leather robe, with a blood-colored sword on his back, stood in the middle of the ruins, looking at the barbarians of the grassland who were shocked like statues around him .
The deserted soldiers who were surrounded in the mud of grassland looked at the powerful man in the distance and finally broke the silence and let out a crazy roar. Some young deserted people even shed tears excitedly.
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Somewhere in the south, there is a Taoist temple that looks extremely simple and simple. Because the ground has no paths, no tourists and believers have ever come here, so naturally there is no incense. The Taoists in the temple also don't like incense. They think that the taste is so vulgar, and it's even different from what the ordinary Taoist Haotian thinks. The Taoists who live in this old temple never even care about the money for incense.
Deep in the Taoist temple, there are seven thatched houses built on a quiet lake. It is different from the simple and even shabby feeling of this Taoist temple. Although the eaves of these seven rooms are covered with thatch, it gives people a luxurious and solemn nature. The extreme feeling is that the roots of those thatched grass are as yellow and white as gold and jade, but they are still as fresh as before after many years of storms.
In the first thatched room, a large and thick classic was quietly placed on the agarwood table by the window. The cover was black like blood coagulated, and it looked like a black blood stone that only took hundreds of millions of years to produce. It reads a The word "Dan".
The classics have been turned on, and the tip of the pen that absorbs ink slowly moved, smoothly and wrote a stroke on the right.
The middle-aged Taoist put his pen down and looked at it for a moment, and nodded with satisfaction.
There were two words written on the blank sheet of paper, and that was someone's name.
"Ningque"
The breeze is illiterate, but it can help condense the ink and leave the text on the paper. After a moment, another breeze blows outside the window, turning the pages rustling, constantly turning forward. I don't know how many pages I turned, but this classic with the word "Shi" written on the cover finally turned from the page with the word "Ning Que" to the front.
The homepage of the classics is completely blank, like snow.
There are several names on the second page immediately following, and at the top is Liu Bai, and the word "Jun" can be vaguely seen not far away . There is a person's name on the paper that is unique, far away from all names, thus appearing extremely lonely, but extremely powerful, as if he is unwilling to stand with these righteous men in the Central Plains who are shaking the sky.
Because he is walking in the world of the Demon Sect .
He is the strongest man in the Northern Wilderness .
His name is Tang.