Chapter 1618 One man enemy
Above Tonghuijian City.
The masters of Tongmai, who had defeated Shi Baizhang last time, sat on the city and looked at the Tatars in the distance.
Only this time, unlike the last time, there are many more defensive weapons in the city - golden juice.
Whoever uses it will know it, and everyone agrees to it after using it.
The ancients were not stupid. They were willing to add the word "gold" to it, which shows that they valued it.
Boiled in a big pot, the fragrance spreads for ten miles.
Anyway, on the top of the city wall, none of the heroines who appeared last time showed up this time. They were all doing embroidery at home.
“I had known this, I should have had gold juice last time.” Old Man Hu thought about his silly granddaughter and couldn’t help but say.
“Last time they were just a group of bandits, but this time they are Donglu. They are famous for their bows and arrows. It is said that when a bow is fired at a distance of ten steps, it can hit people’s eyes and faces. Except for a few horizontal training masters here, Others can't resist such a hard bow," Xiong Laoer said.
"That's right, their most elite man is called Bai Yala. He is wearing triple armor and is not as good as a sword or a gun. It will still take some effort for us to fight, but even the heavy armor cannot protect against this hot golden juice."
It comes with armor sundering, this is its power.
A vat of scalding golden juice can easily kill several white teeth. Are you afraid?
This golden juice is a kind of deterrent, so that the enemy does not dare to invest elite troops.
“Yes, yes, just to be on the safe side, this thing is good.” Zhu Lao San sniffed and took a deep breath with some aftertaste.
Everyone quietly stayed away from this guy.
He is the only one with a unique taste, and this taste is the best.
At this time, General Tong Hui came over to greet these knights...
"The Taozi are raging in the surrounding area, leaving no grass growing. They are even more powerful than the last time. The Commander-in-Chief hopes that you will follow suit. "This time, we attacked the thieves in the middle of the night and asked them to retreat early. There will be heavy retribution afterwards," the guard said diligently.
"Well, the Tatars won't stay long, we just have to wait and see them leave." Xiong Laoer shook his head.
"But the Tatars have robbed many young and strong women, and there will be no one to farm in the coming year." The guard is also a shrewd person, knowing that it is useless to talk about other things, so he just talks about the most important thing.
“It doesn’t matter, there are still so many homeless beggars in the city, just let them out next year and rent the land to them for farming.” Xiong Laoer still refused.
What a joke, those are elite soldiers, not comparable to those rogue thieves who can be killed casually.
If dozens of elite soldiers shoot with strong bows together, they will also be in trouble.
The rogue thieves don’t have that many good bows.
It takes at least three years for an archer to become powerful. The easiest way for rogues to form is the mounted infantry - because those who can ride a horse have a higher chance of survival.
"But they are still robbing craftsmen. Without the blacksmiths and carpenters, it will be inconvenient for you, right?" the guard continued.
"It doesn't matter. There are a lot of craftsmen in the city. If they disappear outside, they will be gone." Xiong Laoer looked down on those craftsmen, they were just their slaves.
People are so awkward, they obviously cannot live without something, but they still don’t like it.
This is not a contradiction, like a chamber pot.
"But..."
"Stop it, go back and tell your commander-in-chief, let him guard the city honestly and think less about other things. If the Taozi robs enough and is full, he will naturally leave. Go." Xiong Laoer scolded.
The guard was angry, but he knew that these people could not afford to offend him.
They are powerful and have deep roots.
To put it bluntly, if he dared to offend, he might have his head taken off that night.
After all, this is not the time of prosperity. The court has the energy to suppress it, and there are rich people and people.
There is already too much chaos in the world, and the imperial court is exhausted and unable to restrain these local tyrants.
He had no choice but to turn around and go back to report to the general.
"Huh, these rubbish, they dare not go out of the city to fight in the field, but they have to count on us. Without us, we might not be able to save this city last time!" Xiong Laoer said disdainfully.
"Okay, it's better to give the commander a little face." Old Man Hu waited for the guard to leave before saying, "He still has two thousand standard battalions that can fight. Without us, those rogue thieves The city cannot be broken.”
"Do you want us to go out to fight?"
"When the Tatars are about to leave, go out and grab some treasures and the woman comes back."
"Boss Tiger is still smart."
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"Hey, look at the Tatars in chaos!" Someone suddenly pointed in the distance.
Everyone quickly looked at it, and after seeing it, they suddenly gasped - no, it was gold energy.
I saw six men and eighteen horses standing outside the Tatar tent in the distance. Arrows rained down.
Someone hit him with a palm, and those arrows turned around in the air and shot back!
"This is, this is an innate master, and he is still in the perfect state!" Old Man Hu is knowledgeable.
After all, there is an innate master in the city who never takes action and only talks about tricks.
After the arrow rain fell back, the camp was in chaos.
Because there were only three of them and they did not set up wooden shields in time, many unarmored young men and servants died in a short time.
The soldiers had armor, but their losses were slight.
But it was also a chaos.
"Is this beyond human power?"
The expert on the wall felt hot in his heart.
This is the supreme force in martial arts, one man is the enemy!
Then they saw the master of the palm, his body fluttering, rushing directly towards the camp.
Arrows shot at random, but fell one after another within three feet.
The tent is not a city wall, it is only about two meters high.
This is already a very standard camping, at least there are very few field soldiers in the Great Yan Army who can do this.
A moment later, the master landed on the camp wall.
His figure was ghostly and difficult to see clearly, and he stepped on the heads of the defenders.
Every time you step on one, one bursts, like an opened watermelon...
Everyone looked at the Tatar camp from a distance with great eyes, just like a village, without the power to resist.
“Set the arrows, shoot the arrows!” Some people still refused to give up and were still shouting.
But those powerful arrows can only kill their own people.
The master does not fixate on one place, he steps on it for a while and then floats to another place.
He always keeps himself from falling into the ground.
Some people tried desperately to catch him, but they only caught a ball of air, without any effort at all!
More people wanted to rush over and die together, but the other party just dodged away.
“This, this is Gang Qi body protection!” Old Man Hu said in shock.
This is the necessary martial arts to deal with the army.
Without this, masters like them would not benefit if they were caught in a tight siege.
The opponent can let the dead soldiers catch them and then shoot them with heavy arrows.
This is the way of fighting in the army, with human lives at stake.
"How much energy does he have? How long can he last?" someone asked doubtfully.
The answer came out quickly.
After the master killed more than four hundred people, he drifted away.
There was a hail of arrows behind him, more like a farewell!
“It’s so, so terrible!”
“The last time I rode on horseback to kill those helpless thieves, I only killed more than three hundred, and I was so tired that I became weak. His feet are weak, this man killed elite warriors with his bare hands!"
Everyone was shocked.
“Do I know who he is?” a master of meridians suddenly said.
"Who is it?" everyone asked.
"That is the leader of the Demon Cult, Quan Tianyi! It is said that he is number one in the world by default, and the top masters of several major sects do not deny this. He is famous for his long-lasting true energy and inexhaustible consumption. I once fought against five people of the same level, and the opponent was exhausted and fled in panic, but he was safe and sound."
"So that's it, this is an innate master, with constant energy, no ordinary soldiers will be hurt. When can we get here. What kind of realm?" someone said enviously.
"It's impossible. Our martial arts is too poor and our qualifications are not enough, so we can't be innate."
"The most important thing is that there are not so many good medicines to supplement."
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(End of this chapter)