In the night, cold arrows burst out from the dark reeds, like poisonous snakes spitting letters. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The dead soldier didn't even know where the arrows came from, and after a few screams, three people were shot to the ground with arrows in succession.

The most miserable person just exposed his body from Hengshui, stepped on the sand with a crooked wooden spear for less than a few breaths, and hit the eye socket with an arrow in the face, and then his whole body slapped on his back in the shallow water, and he was completely dead.

Endless arrows whizzed through the side, and although the arrows were not even feathered accurately, most of them passed through the people, some of the sharpened arrows falling to the ground made a soft sound, and some of them rippled into the water...... But the dead soldiers didn't care about this, they couldn't even find that there were no more than ten arrows fired at them within five breaths!

There's only one word in their heads.

Run!

It's just ordinary people, who has experienced this?

From the terrible shout from the first person, everyone panicked, it was in vain to look for the hidden Black Mountain Army scouts in the dark night, they chose a simpler and more effective way, and ran.

Some people turned around and tried to return to the other side of the river, others dropped their spears and ran along the riverbank, crying for help all the way.

Contrary to their behaviour were the dead men on either side, who had not seen the horror of the arrows and ran from side to side, even though they had no idea where the enemy was.

Jiao Touch lowered his body with a spear and ran wildly, the wind under his feet like a sturdy cheetah. While staring at the movement of the Black Mountain scouts that might appear in the reeds, he suppressed the sound and ordered the running dead man to bow down.

The wetland at the water's edge was covered with reeds, and beside the reeds were human-tall grass, and Jiao Touch couldn't tell where he was running, but could only tell by the staggering of one foot deep and one foot shallow. The reeds were muddy, and the grass was slightly hard...... If he runs in the mud, he has to go left into the land and run a few steps on the land before returning to the wetland.

He can only rely on the land to tell the way.

The shouts drew nearer, and after the beginning of the desolation and the arrival of some of the dead soldiers, they stabilized their scattered and fled, and swept across the meadows with their spears raised, squinting at the night blindness that could not see ten paces away to find the enemy who had unleashed cold arrows.

They couldn't find it.

As more and more enemies came from the left and right, four Black Mountain scouts armed with bows and arrows released nearly thirty arrows, gathered together and slowly retreated westward.

As soon as the arrows stopped, the men did not know where to pursue, so they could only leave six corpses on the river bank in great humiliation.

The Montenegrin scouts were shocked by the sheer number of enemies who had crossed the river, and at the same time rejoiced at their weakness. In a short period of time, there were nearly 100 enemies in all directions, which made them feel at a loss...... If it was the Yanbei Army scouts who had fought with them on the bank of the river a few days ago, don't say that a hundred or ten, even if there are only four, it would be enough to hunt them down.

But then they found that the nearly 100 men were not warriors at all, and although they carried spears, they were inferior to the people. Only 10 percent of people know how to hide their body in a clumsy way; Unable to hear and distinguish their position, they look for their location like a headless fly; Even after the robe was shot, eighty percent of the people around him only knew how to hug their heads and run around.

The spears they held in their hands were like a kind of irony, they were just crutches, not weapons.

And they don't have any projectile weapons in their hands. A bold thought came to the minds of the four Black Mountain scouts, who gathered to look at each other's quivers, looked at each other, and nodded...... They're not leaving, they're going to shoot as many enemies as they can here!

These two groups of enemies didn't even have a crossbow, and as long as they distanced themselves, they were safe.

More than 100 people gathered here, and three or four arrows could kill one.

The four scouts gathered in the bushes a hundred paces away from the dead soldiers, gesturing arrows and bows with their hands, and one of the captains nodded and said in an indiscernible voice: "You two, bring the two or three scouts around, and we will shoot them together." ”

After that, Wu Chang looked up into the distance, and then he looked at his subordinates with a fierce face and said viciously: "I can only call the three Wu people, this is all a credit!" ”

The two scouts nodded with smiles, glanced cautiously at the approaching enemy, slowly withdrew from the bushes, and split up in search of reinforcements.

Three more warriors, twelve or thirteen archers are enough to kill them!

This is not an exaggeration, they have seen this group of refugees from nowhere, they seem to know nothing about fighting. Just like a few years ago when they first joined the Yellow Turban...... Vulnerable at night.

The Yellow Turban Army is still under the command of the Qu Commander, who has a slightly similar tactic of war, these people are simply a group of stragglers, and the Black Mountain scouts don't even know what they are doing when they cross the Hengshui!

Jiao Touch carefully carried the spear, hunched over like a prawn crawling ashore, and slowly touched it to the west.

Although the surrounding soldiers let their guard down, Jiao Jian stubbornly believed that the enemy was still nearby. With his left arm, he used his spear to overwhelm a patch of grass, and Burnt looked up at the white-haired moon, cursing silently in his heart.

The light from the sky was not enough to see twenty paces, let alone cover the tall grass on the ground, and even if the enemy scouts were hiding in the grass five paces away, he might not be able to see it...... If you don't pay attention, your life will be lost on the riverbank!

At this moment, Jiao Touch suddenly heard a faint sound of string collapse in front of him, and then heard a scream more than thirty steps to the right.

"He shot me in the leg, ahhh

With the screams of the young and strong, a large number of soldiers around them have become frightened birds and run one after another. Stunned, he remained on one knee and overpowered the grass, holding his spear through the gap in the grass and looking in the direction where he heard the sound.

It was as if he had figured out a little bit of the trick hidden in the night battle.

If you don't move, no one will be able to see anyone. But once it moves, the grass will shake, and the body that blocks the faint moonlight will leave a shadow.

Suddenly, like the wind blowing, the fluffy grass more than ten steps ahead of the scorching touch slowly bounced, and there was a black shadow moving slowly in the gap.

Jiao Touch's eyes froze, and he strode out with his spear twisted, crouching and quickly and cautiously bypassing the left, but after two steps, he stopped sharply and turned his head with horror and nervousness.

He saw the enemy, a large number of enemies were only afraid of no less than ten, and those figures with spears and bows and arrows were moving quickly in the forest without dodging, which was what Jiao Touch was most worried about!

There are too many enemies.

Although there are hundreds of people on their side, they are by no means opponents of the enemy in terms of martial arts or fighting experience.

The most terrifying thing was that when Jiao Touch turned his head, he found that his dead soldiers were searching in the wrong direction, and at this time, he was the only one closest to the enemy, the nearest enemy was more than ten steps to his left, and the nearest robe was more than thirty steps ahead.

The enemies, armed with bows, arrows, knives and spears, approached his companions quickly.

Not daring to catch his breath, he flattened his spear and knelt on one knee with a pair of horrified eyes staring at the enemy passing by on his left, and the nearest Black Mountain scout stepped on the spear he placed on the ground, which made his whole body explode.

No hair was found.

The Black Mountain scout with the bow passed through the grass three paces away, without even looking in his direction...... If he looked at it, Jiao Touch felt that he would die.

More than a dozen sophisticated scouts with bows, even if he raised his spear to stab the enemy, the first enemy to be pierced into a sieve by the wooden arrows that arrived later.

Even if there were no wooden arrows with iron clusters, Jiao Touch couldn't imagine how to fight with a body without armor.

The scout in leather armor stopped and raised his left arm, and a dozen scouts quickly formed a rough formation. Jiao Touch could see clearly behind them, two spear-wielding scouts kneeling at the front, eight bow-wielding scouts clustering Shi Chang in the center, and two sword-wielding scouts on each flank.

This is a semi-circular formation, and more than a dozen people can be roughly divided into four formations: front, middle, left and right.

There is no rear army, maybe these scouts are too big, or maybe they don't know that there is still a need for a rear formation.

In any case, this offensive-biased formation was enough to make Jiao feel terrified. Even if they forgot to attack timidly, the chances of killing these experienced soldiers were slim to none.

Scouts have always been the most dangerous presence in the army.

"Open the strings, shoot!"

Jiao Touch heard Shi Chang, who was holding the ring knife not far away, with his back to him, raised his hand to order, and then the eight archers in the formation made a tooth-aching sound of opening their bows at the same time, and then the eight arrows shot towards the dead man who was sweeping the grass with his spear more than twenty paces away.

"Ahh

"Someone!"

Almost instantly, the three nearest dead soldiers were hit by feathered arrows, each with one or two arrows stuck in their bodies, and without the protection of armor, those sharpened wooden arrows pierced through several inches, and the man would not survive in the blink of an eye.

In the confusion, for a time the executed men heard the miserable cries and rushed to this side, but this time they saw the enemy, but the enemy was wearing cloth armor and holding spears, long bows, and even leather armor and ring knives to form a military formation, and they did not have time to think about whether to fight or flee, and eight wooden arrows were splashed out in front of them.

Jiao Touch couldn't bear to look at it anymore, clenching the curved spear, unconsciously breathing quickly and quickly, the hand holding the shaft of the spear was trembling slightly, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

It's not just those dead soldiers who are afraid, but even Jiao Touch is asking himself.

Up, no?

Dozens of black shadows surrounded them, among whom there were only six or seven brave ones, and they flew up and pounced for a moment before they were quickly stabbed to the ground by the two wings of the Black Mountain scouts and the spearmen in front of them. In the blink of an eye, eight grim archers fired their bows again.

Focal Touch can't wait any longer...... Fight!

"Rush up, kill!"

The hidden shape of the grass suddenly burst out, and the Zhangwumu spear threw out an arc to shake off the blades of grass, and the moment it flew up, it took a few steps, and stabbed obliquely into the neck of the nearest archer, the blood bloomed in the night, and the body shape of the scorched touch did not stop, and the spear handle was straight through the middle of the formation.

The spear that passed through the archer's neck protruded a foot-long, flying through the corpse that had not yet fallen to the ground, and Jiao Touch swung his arm along the spear that stabbed out, the thin and curved spear shaft could not withstand the tremendous force, and was snapped by the archer's neck, leaving only a foot-long spearhead in Jiao Touch's hand. At this time, it was too late to change weapons, not to mention that Jiao Touch had no other weapons, and flew over the other archer, his whole body seemed to be in the air, and he held the spear and rode fiercely on the shoulder of Shi Chang, who was holding the ring knife.

The tip of the spear stabbed fiercely into the mouth of Shi Chang's roar!