Yue Ji

Chapter 180 One Arrow

As soon as the chariots on both sides were set up, Ziwu got out of the chariot, Zilou took his place, and on the right side of the chariot, a middle-aged man with a shield was replaced.

The drums are getting louder and louder!
In this haste, the sound of the drum suddenly resounded through the sky like crazy, "Boom—boom—" beat three times in a hurry!

As soon as the drum sounded, Wei Luo, who was being taught by Che You, took out her bow. She stretched out her right hand, raised the bow in the air, then bent down slightly, and saluted Zilou.This is called "zhi", which means to salute.

On the opposite chariot, Zilou also took out the bow from the bow bag. He held the bow in his left hand, plucked the bowstring with his right hand, and listened to the trill of the bowstring.This action is Zi Lou showing Wei Luo his weapons, saying that this is a fair decisive battle and there is no fake.

After Zilou plucked the bowstring, he handed the bow to his right hand, held it up in the air, and bowed slightly to Weiluo.

Zilou is a master, and just a gift from this master-level husband expresses how much Chu people value Wei Luo, a woman.Of course, this kind of importance is the importance of taking her life.

In this matter, the king of Chu was wrong first.Wei Luo, who forced the King of Chu to death just because the King of Chu was lustful and ruthless, had the name of loyalty.Therefore, even if Chu people hated Wei Luo to the bone, they could only challenge her in this dignified way.

Immediately afterwards, the two put the bow in their arms with the same soothing movement, hugged it in their chests, and bowed to each other again to salute——as soon as this movement was made, the "to the teacher" officially began!

Therefore, the two soldiers urged the horses at the same time, and the four horses in front of the chariot galloped with sixteen hooves, turning in circles in unison.But from beginning to end, both sides are within the range of each other.

This time, Wei Luo can be said to have encountered the greatest crisis in his life.The opponent is the number one archer in Chu State, and even a master!Such a character uses his best arrow to shoot against Wei Luo, which can be said to be a one-sided assassination!

Ke Weiluo has no choice!

Since she appeared on this battlefield, she had to accept the opponent's "teacher"!She has no escape and no choice.

At this moment, in the eyes of millions of soldiers, Wei Luo, this woman, can only die.

Therefore, there was a trace of unbearable in their eyes at this time.

Wei Luo was very calm.

Ever since she came into contact with swordsmanship, she has discovered that in times of crisis, she is always so calm, not only calm, but also faintly excited and expecting - even if this kind of crisis will make her die on the spot the next moment!
Because of the excitement and anticipation, Wei Luo's Mo Yu's eyes were shining brightly and shining brightly.Her little mouth was pursed into a thin line, her little face flushed with excitement.

On the battlefield, all the Chu people in plain clothes held their halberds in the air at this moment, just waiting to cheer!Just wait for their first archer to shoot and kill the woman Wei Luo, and cheer for her!
At this moment, even the Chu people who are romantic by nature forget that this petite figure half-wrapped under the armor is a woman with a stunning appearance.They only remembered that this was an assassination!An assassination that can wash away a little humiliation!

Everyone was holding their breath and looking at both sides for a moment.

The chariot was still circling.

As long as Wei Luo's bow is tilted, Zi Lou's chariot will be right, and the shield in his hand will properly block all the angles of her shots.

She has never been able to find a chance to shoot an arrow.Of course, Wei Luo, who had never held an arrow before, didn't think about shooting the opponent first.It is enough for her not to die!
There is only one arrow in Zilou's quiver.A carefully selected magic arrow.In order to show some kind of compassion for this woman Wei Luo, Zilou was only going to decide her life or death with an arrow.

Of course, Wei Luo's situation is the same, in order to show that she doesn't take advantage of the other party, she only has one arrow.

This arrow decides life and death!

Wei Luo was calm, very, very calm.Her mind was empty, and her eyes were only Zilou's hand and Zilou's bow.At this moment, the millions of troops disappeared, the howling wind, the neighing of war horses, and even all the complicated emotions hidden in my heart were gone.

In her eyes, there is only the other party's bow, and those beast-like cold eyes!

When the chariot circled for the third time, Wei Luo's chariot suddenly turned over.This subversion made the shield in the hand of the car protecting Wei Luo shake.

In an instant, Wei Luo showed half of his face!
It's just a moment!
At this moment, Wei Luo clearly felt that Zilou's eyes darkened slightly.At the same time, with a swipe of his right hand, his fingers danced, and he pulled out the long arrow from the quiver like lightning. Then, he set the arrow, wound it, and then, his hand was empty!

With a thud, Young Master Jingling stood up, and he looked at Wei Luo without blinking.However, the smoke and dust that was stirred up was so thick that he couldn't see anything clearly!
On the observation vehicle, Yixin Jun also stretched his hands forward, and his petal-like lips were instantly bitten bloody by his teeth, but he didn't feel anything at all, just looking at the chariot blocked by the smoke and dust.

So did Young Master Zhi, he held his breath involuntarily, tried to open his eyes wide, and stared closely at the chariot.

Time froze at this moment.

At this moment, Wei Luo, who was surrounded by smoke and dust, clearly saw the long arrow coming through the air!
It tore through the sky, glowing with a gloomy cold light, with a thick yellow light sandwiched between it, and shot straight towards her throat.

It was lightning fast, but at the same time, extremely slow.

It was so slow that Wei Luo could clearly see its trajectory!
It was so slow, Wei Luo felt that if he could go a little faster, a little faster, he could even stretch out his hand and gently pick it off.Of course, this is a weird illusion, an almost absurd illusion that feels that time has become extremely slow.

In this slow arrow, Wei Luo clearly slammed to the left, and then, to the side of his cheek!
The illusion is just an illusion after all, in fact, Wei Luo only had time to make this action!Moreover, just by this action, she felt that she had exhausted all her energy.

It's too late to say.

In a blink of an eye, the smoke and dust cleared.

In a blink of an eye, everyone saw the long arrow shot by Zilou!

That arrow was stuck on Wei Luo's left shoulder, between two pieces of copper!The bright red blood flowed down the arrow like a stream, dyed all over her white sleeves, and turned bright red in a blink of an eye.

All sounds are gone.

No cheers, no sighs.

After a long, long time, the coalition army seemed to wake up at the same time. They shouted loudly as if they were crazy.They held up the halberds in their hands and cheered over and over again: "God bless you! God bless you!" Hundreds of thousands of people cheered at the same time, breaking through the sky like mountains and seas, and even forcing out the golden sun.

The Chu people were stunned.

They all looked at Grandmaster Zilou in unison.

They really couldn't figure it out, how could this woman only be injured with the magic arrow of Grandmaster Zilou?
Grandmaster Zilou also opened his mouth slightly, staring in disbelief at Wei Luo, whose half of his long sleeves was stained red with blood.

He clearly knew that his arrow was aimed directly at the woman's throat, and he saw even more clearly that the woman turned slightly to the left in a very strange moment.It seemed that he knew that he would make a move, and mysteriously dodged his sure-kill arrow!
He didn't even know that the woman's avoidance was caused by God's protection, or was there another mystery?

In the silence, Wei Luo slowly slumped down on the seat.

All the calm, all the hidden excitement, all the crazy anticipation, all disappeared in this instant, after all her energy was withdrawn, it disappeared.

At this moment, she only felt boundless exhaustion, her eyes began to become blurred, and her ears could only hear her own beating heartbeat.Her black jade eyes, at this moment, the pupils actually dilated.

The silence of the Chu army and the wild cheers of the coalition forces made Zilou wake up.He straightened his waist, pulled down the general flag on the car, first raised the flag above his head, and then slowly lowered it horizontally.

Following Zilou's "yan flag", all Chu people lowered their heads at the same time.

Then, countless whimpers came from afar.

In the beginning, the one who covered his face with his sleeve and cried loudly was only Young Master Wu.But immediately after, the dignitaries of the state of Chu beside Young Master Wu, and the sergeants behind them all covered their faces with their sleeves, sobbing loudly.

They had no choice but to cry. If the death of King Chu was forced by this woman, why didn't the heavens punish this woman?Why are people from Chu Yan Banner?

Could it be that the people of Chu were really rejected by God?Was the death of King Chu really the will of heaven?
Why, why was it not this woman who was punished?

At this moment, even the most romantic and affectionate Chu people have forgotten the words "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade".They are weeping for their own kingdom, for the king who died in shame.

Wei Luo fell down on the car, her eyes were blurred, she could no longer hear any sound, her pupils were still dilated, dilated. . . . . .

In the blur, a tall figure strode towards her.The man came to her, he hugged her gently, then stretched out his hand and pulled out the long arrow stuck between the bronze armor.

Then, the man lifted her injured left hand and helped her remove the armor.

Wei Luo widened her dark jade eyes, staring at the person coming, staring at him taking off his armor, staring at him hugging himself into his arms, tearing off his own robe sleeves, and then tied on her wound.

He did so many things, Wei Luo didn't move, didn't cry out in pain, she didn't even blink her eyes.She just stared wide-eyed, staring at the man coming, staring at his sculpture-like handsome face.

It wasn't until the man helped her take care of the wound that Wei Luo lowered his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "It's all fake."

Her voice was very small, very small, almost inaudible.

However, the visitor heard it.

His busy movements froze!
He raised his head in astonishment, and looked at Wei Luo, who had a pale face and blurred eyes.

He looked at her without blinking.

After a while, he stretched out his hands with difficulty, and he put his arms around her slender waist, trying to hold her in his arms.

His hand touched her.

At this moment, Wei Luo suddenly blinked a few times rapidly.

Every time her eyes blinked, they became clearer, and when they blinked again, they became clearer again.

After a while, her black jade eyes were as clear and cold as before.

Waking up, Wei Luo quietly met the man's handsome face. She slowly lowered her head, saluted slightly, and said in a clear voice, "I thank you for your help."

After saying this, she lowered her eyes and slowly pushed away his arms that were embracing in mid-air. Then, she jumped off the chariot, turned around, and strode back to the camp.

She only took a few dozen steps.

On the front, there was a rush of horseshoes.Among the horseshoes, Yixin Jun's ecstatic face with the brightest smile appeared in front of Wei Luo.

When he saw her, he cheered, "Luo, Luo, Luo, you're alive, you're still alive!"

Amidst the cheers, before the horse stopped, he jumped off, stumbled towards her, stretched out his hands, and hugged her into his arms.

The moment he hugged Wei Luo in his arms, Young Master Jing Ling slowly lowered his head, looked at his open arms, and remained motionless for a long time. . . . . . .

(End of this chapter)