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Chapter 106 One Enemy Ten Thousand
Facing the madly attacking prairie cavalry.

Lu Xian stood on his horse, drew the bow of destroying the sun, put on three arrows, but did not let them go, when the people who charged at the front rushed to [-] steps away, suddenly the divine bow blew, and the three arrows turned into arrows. The rapidly rotating spiral shot out.

The arrows swept across the sky, instantly piercing through the chest of a strong man who was running in the front, and then shot towards the people behind. Each arrow has a spiral force attached to it, piercing through the strength of several warriors on horseback. Just ended.

There was an uproar in the army formation in the distance, but Lu Xian's fingers moved together, and only one person actually caused the effect of the army's riding and shooting. Suddenly, the people below turned their backs, and the horse and human body rolled down the hillside, causing even more astonishing damage.

In just a cup of tea, the three teams with a total of [-] troops suffered heavy casualties, and more than half of them lost their strength in the first attack.

"I don't believe that his true energy is endless, let's go again!" Fu Yun's face sank like water, and as soon as he waved his hand, ten teams of one hundred people rushed towards the top of the mountain.

At the same time, thousands of cavalry from the east and south each rushed up from the gaps in Helen Fort, led by leaders of various tribes.

This time the opponent was prepared to wear armor and carry a heavy shield, and each shot could only effectively kill one person.

Lu Xian simply put away the Sun-Exterminating Bow and rushed towards the cavalry at the foot of the mountain on horseback. No one expected that he would give up Helen Fort, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and take the initiative to fight.

The charging teams on both sides suddenly turned around and surrounded Lu Xian's back from three sides. Arrows rained like rain, but they saw Lu Xian reach out from the ground to take in a long spear, and the long spear danced into a ball of silver light. The horses under the seat are well protected.

After two waves of arrow rain, the distance between the two sides was extremely close. With a sweep of the spear, the first three people to fight immediately flew out of the horse with a scream, and hit their colleagues behind them with unabated force. The horseshoes are trampled into meat paste.

These ethnic groups on the grasslands are very skilled in riding and fighting. They are staggered at a distance of one person from each other.

However, when they met Lu Xian, this tactic didn't work at all. When he launched a reverse charge, it was like a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus rex rushing into a flock of sheep. The Tuyuhun warrior trembled and fell to the ground.

1000 people seem to be a lot, densely packed across a mile of land, but the horses charge so fast, they just kill a bloody path as soon as they penetrate.

Fu Yun snorted coldly, he thought the other party was trying to break through, and suddenly he let out a long roar and brought the concealed army to kill him.

The ones rushing from the rear merged with the vanguard, and immediately the area under Helenburg Mountain was densely packed with people. Although there were a lot of people in this group, there were only three or four people who could fight face to face at the same time. At this time, the warriors of various ethnic groups mostly used spears The shadows of the saber and spear were flying, and the blade was shining brightly. For a moment, Lu Xian's whole body was covered with sharp blades that were shining with cold light.

"Hahaha! Have fun!" The spear in Lu Xian's hand broke, and he simply grabbed another spear. He only used his legs to steer the horse, and held the gun in both hands to rush left and right. No one was his one-on-one enemy.

A soldier was killed by him from the horse and fell down. The blood flowed under the horse's hoof and formed a river, but not a single drop flowed from him.

During the melee, several masters hidden among the soldiers suddenly jumped out, and a long whip, a big knife and a fine iron long sword swept across Lu Xian's vitals.

Lu Xian swept his spear horizontally, and everyone saw only a silver shadow flying across the air, directly piercing through the chest armor of the three people in the air, and fell to death with a shrill scream.

Another long spear was suddenly pointed backward as if it opened its eyes, and the point of the gun was aimed precisely at the top of a powerful arrow that was fired, and it directly pierced the chest of a soldier next to him with a light stroke.

Lu Xian glanced away, and suddenly saw a figure in the distance who had just put down his bow and arrow from among the crowds. It was Shen Moheng, the leader of the sand bandits, and only this man's shooting skills could find gaps in the crowd, like a poisonous snake Suddenly, it rushed out and bit it fiercely.

"I was looking for you!" Lu Xian suddenly let go of the spear in his hand, turned into a silver wheel and shot across the surroundings. After clearing an open space, he suddenly flew into the air. The bow was fully drawn in mid-air, and a special arrow The arrow is already on the string.

Above the sky, one can clearly see Shen Moheng's pupils constricted suddenly because of shock, suddenly jumping on the horse and sticking close to the horse's belly and shooting towards the periphery.

Lu Xian sneered, the distance here is very far, it has already exceeded the range of ordinary bows and arrows, and it is even more difficult to aim at a galloping person.

I saw him take a deep breath, strands of mental power rushed into the metal arrow, as if there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, no one could see the trajectory of the arrow clearly, only the arrow was on Lu Xian's bow after a black shadow passed disappear.

The next moment, there was an earth-shattering howl in the distance, and Shen Moheng flew out from the galloping horse.

An arrow pierced through his back, with a ghostly expression on his face, but the moment the arrow entered the body, it split into countless fragments, wreaking havoc and rolling in his flesh and blood.

This kind of pain is tantamount to being punished by a thousand cuts, no matter how strong a man is, Shen Mo Hengda spit out dark red blood and rolled all over the ground, and suddenly slapped his palm on the forehead, killing himself on the spot.

No one thought that Shen Moheng, the leader of the vicious sand bandits, would commit suicide in the end.

The sand bandits under Shen Moheng let out a roar of shock and anger, but unfortunately there were too many people around, and the human wall formed by layers of cavalry completely restricted the movement space of the people behind, and the crowd waving swords was like a wave It goes on and on, never ending.

Lu Xian swept his eyes across the battlefield, and found Fuyun Khan's king flag standing on a hill.

He charged in the direction of Wang Qi, and all the soldiers along the way threw themselves in the direction of Lu Xian.

The rain of arrows was like a waterfall, and the forest of swords and swords. At every moment, countless weapons greeted Lu Xian, killing one layer after another, and replenishing another batch after killing one batch.

These are the most elite cavalry on the prairie, they have their own pride, not to mention the leader they are loyal to, the big man of the tribe looks at it, and they want to pull this man off his horse and kill him on the spot.

However, their efforts were doomed to be ineffective. Where Lu Xian pointed his spear, no one was an enemy.

He can always kill soldiers blocking the way at the most incredible angles and with the lightest strength.

Finally, Lu Xian's performance made everyone standing on the hill feel terrified, especially when they saw the other party rushing here, they felt a chill go straight to their foreheads.

A general with a beard took the initiative to ask for a fight: "Khan! Please let Duo Tu fight more, and I will definitely get that man's head for you."

Fu Yun Khan's eyes showed admiration, and he patted the general's shoulder and said: "Go! Duo Tuduo, the future of the tribe belongs to you!"

Duo Tuduo's eyes were full of ambition. He selected a dozen elite soldiers from his personal guards, and the cavalry rushed into the battle formation.

They galloped across the wide battlefield, whistling through the crowd, relying on the cover of their colleagues to approach Lu Xian dozens of steps away, and suddenly threw a fine iron chain as thick as an arm, trying to bind Lu Xian and the horse under him together live.

However, they thought their every move was secret, but they couldn't hide under the induction of Lu Xian's spiritual sense.

With a flash of the sword in his hand, the fine iron chain broke into several pieces, and the horse galloped past. A blood hole suddenly appeared in Duo Tuduo's throat, and he fell from the horse.

(End of this chapter)