The soldiers around Zhao Yuan formed a circular defensive circle, and they all knelt on the ground to avoid hindering Zhao Yuan's shooting.

Seeing the herdsmen's futile charge, the soldiers felt chills down their backs. Zhao Yuan's arrows had an extremely strong penetrating power, and after those sharp arrows hit the herdsmen, they often penetrated the chest, bringing a bloody rain of blood, and the internal organs that were crushed by the spiral were shot in the air.

The most frightening thing is that after those sharp arrows penetrate a person's body, the residual force is still extremely strong, and often will shoot the herdsmen behind, and the most terrifying thing is that there is a sharp arrow, which actually shot three herdsmen, and when the last herdsman was nailed to death on the grassland, the bloody arrow feathers and tails vibrated themselves.

Now, they finally believe that it was Zhao Yuan who shot King Zuoxian.

If shooting an eagle doesn't prove anything, then the current slaughter is a naked display of Zhao Yuan's terrifying archery skills.

Zhao Yuan alone is better than thousands of troops

Zhao Yuan transformed again.

From a rookie to a real iron-blooded soldier.

In fact, Zhao Yuan had long understood Yang Cheng's truth, but he still couldn't really let go, and when he watched the death of the rich brother, Zhao Yuan woke up shocked.

This is war

There is no mercy in war, and war is only your life and death.

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Zhao Yuan has a kind heart.

Kindness has always suppressed Zhao Yuan's inner fighting spirit, so that he can't let go of his hands and feet.

And today, Brother Fu's death made him see through the true meaning of war.

Only by destroying the opponent can there be a real victory and an end to the battle.

Indecisiveness and indecisiveness will not only kill yourself, but also others.

Only by killing decisively can victory be achieved.

Although Brother Fu and Zhao Yuan do not have a deep relationship, the two have been together for some years, and they are also one of Zhao Yuan's few friends in recent times, and he can't forgive him for letting a friend die because of his own negligence.

Put away your kind heart.

Embark on a journey and go on a killing spree

Zhao Yuan's deep gaze stared at all moving targets in the distance, as long as there was a weapon or an attack attempt, it was his target to shoot, whether it was old or young, women and children.

The number of herders is decreasing.

Finally, the herdsmen woke up from the layers of corpses, they would never be able to cross the invisible line of defense, and their bravery only gave one more corpse to the grassland.

The ferocious assault stopped, and the frightened herders began to flee in all directions.

Zhao Yuan didn't attack, although his Yi Arrow technique was powerful, but he was just a person, he couldn't separate himself and lacked skills, and there was no point in chasing and killing.

"Zhao Yuan, what about the captives?"

The soldiers looked at Zhao Yuan, their eyes full of awe. Now, everyone is looking at Zhao Yuan.

"We don't need prisoners. Those who participate in the battle will be executed on the spot," Zhao Yuan looked cold.

"That'...... Those...... What about those who didn't take part in the battle?" The mad Taoist priest saw Yang Cheng winking at him, and hurriedly asked.

"Gather them together. ”

"Yes. ”

Immediately, the soldiers acted together, and the wounded captives were executed on the spot, without any mercy, and their heads were cut off with a single sword.

Some of the old, weak, sick and disabled and children who did not participate in the battle were gathered together, and there were more than 200 people, who were unable to shoot bows and arrows.

The herdsmen gathered together, trembling, hugging each other, and looked at Zhao Yuan in horror.

They all saw Zhao Yuan's bravery.

In the eyes of these herdsmen, Zhao Yuan is the devil, the embodiment of the devil of hell.

"I am Zhao Yuan who shot King Zuo Xian and killed Lu Naluo" Zhao Yuan looked down at the herdsman sitting on the ground.

"Ah......h

"Zhao Yuan ......"

"He is Zhao Yuan"

......

There was a panic among the herdsmen, and some of the children, who were sobbing, were too frightened to speak.

As early as a few months ago, Zhao Yuan had already gained notoriety in the grassland.

"I need you to help me do one thing, you tell your people, tell them that I, Zhao Yuan, will go on a killing spree on the grassland, all the herdsmen who are armed with weapons and try to attack our Great Qin Emperor, all the herdsmen who are trying to provide supplies for Shan Yu, all the herdsmen who provide information for Shan Yu, all of them will be killed."

Zhao Yuan paused, and glanced at the herdsmen with a cold gaze.

"I know that you also have fathers, mothers, and sons, and I sympathize with your plight, but you must know that your fathers, your sons, or, your husbands, are burning and looting in the land of our Great Qin Empire, and you are enjoying their spoils. It was your Shan Yu who first started the war, and your son and husband became Shan Yu's accomplices, and as for you, they became victims...... Once, I also had compassion, and I was compassionate, but I watched my comrades fall at their feet and be shot through the chest by your people, and I would not allow this to happen again, so I would like to warn you, warn you not to scoop up your weapons easily, because it is easy for you to scoop up your weapons, and if you put them down, you will pay with your lives......"

There was a long silence.

Among the herdsmen, some wept softly.

"Okay, today, I will let you live, tell your people my words, your relatives and friends, let them know that I, Zhao Yuan, will not let go of anyone who scoops up weapons to resist, even if he is a child, of course, you have to tell them, I, Zhao Yuan, will never hurt any herdsman without weapons, because, I like you stabbing slaves, I like your hospitality, I like your enthusiasm, I like your boldness, I like your simplicity, and you stabbing slaves, and I like women, She is the master of the arrow, Lan Cai'er."

There was a commotion among the herdsmen.

"Okay, let's go, take your cattle and sheep, take your pack horses, take your children, but leave your weapons, leather armor and military supplies"

......

Under the watchful eye of a group of soldiers, hundreds of old, sick and disabled herders began to gather weapons and put them together, and then set them on fire. Among the arrows, there were thirty-two corpses, which were the radical students of Tieling, and they would remain in the prairie forever.

When Zhao Yuan left, the raging fire was still burning.

The herders were clutching the bodies of their loved ones and weeping.

Sunset.

Night falls.

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