The Yue people were attacking the inner wall with all their might, but they didn't expect two people to suddenly rush out from behind.

Hearing the shouting behind him, the team leader who was commanding the battle turned around and saw a Han man who didn't even have armor rushing towards him. He turned his head again and focused on the collapsed inner wall. But then he realized something was wrong and turned his head again.

This time, he knew why something was wrong.

All the subordinates who came forward had fallen to the ground. The Han man had rushed to thirty steps away, wielding his sword to cut down two Yue people who were intercepting him. More than twenty steps behind him were a Han man standing sideways, posing a bow and arrow, and shooting continuously.

Between them, there were seven or eight figures, and these were his personal guards. No matter how fierce the battle was, these people would not leave him. But at this moment, they fell one by one, and the figures of the archers in the distance became clearer and clearer, and the swordsman had already rushed to him, wielding his sword to kill the two personal guards. The sword was fierce and the tiger was full of wind.

These are two rangers! He frowned. These two men are superb martial arts and are definitely not ordinary people. If they are approached, they may threaten their lives. He raised his hand and prepared to order other personal guards to come forward to intercept them.

At this moment, he felt the bitter murderous intent.

He raised his head, saw Liang Xiao, and saw Liang Xiao standing sideways, posing with an arrow.

Although there was only one bow and only one arrow on the bow, this bow and this arrow contained an irresistible murderous intent, which made him shudder.

Only then did he notice that among the several corpses lying on the ground in front of him, at least half of them had arrows in their throats.

Arrows seal the throat!

There is no extraordinary archery technique. Without strong confidence, no one dares to be so arrogant in the ever-changing battlefield. Usually, they will choose a chest with a larger target, at least in the face, and few people will choose a throat.

The team leader felt the threat, and the order to kill the enemy that rushed to his mouth turned into self-rescue. "Shield Hand"

Before he finished speaking, the air in front of him suddenly twisted and deformed. Then an arrow appeared in front of him and disappeared again.

A severe pain came from his neck, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

Before he fell to the ground, he saw Liang Xiao turn around and shoot five arrows in different directions one after another, and then heard five familiar screams, which sounded almost at the same time.

I am not lonely on the road to the underworld, and at least five elders will accompany me.

In an indescribable mood, the team leader fell to the ground. The guards beside him looked at each other, not understanding what had happened. Someone squatted down and helped the team leader up, and then he found that there was a big hole in his throat and blood was pouring out.

Liang Xiao's feet were divided, as stable as Mount Tai, and his gestures were swinging, shooting out one arrow after another. In front of their raid, the Yue people were completely disorganized and were in a mess, and they didn't even raise their shields. This was a good opportunity for him to perform. A target within thirty steps was almost a one-step kill, and no mistake was made.

Before the Yue people realized the danger, he shot and killed seven officers, including the supreme commander of the group of Yue people, the master of the battle flag.

It was not until this time that the Yue people reacted and raised their shields and rushed towards them. For a moment, the feather arrows flew around, and in the blink of an eye, Liang Xiao was hit by two arrows.

Liang Xiao did not dare to be negligent, so he stretched out his hands and pulled off the arrow, put away his bow, ran wildly, and caught up with Wei Qing who was fighting bravely. "Zhongqing, go quickly!"

"Follow me!" Wei Qing waved his sword with both hands, slashed and slashed with all his might, and firmly protected Liang Xiao. Under his protection, Liang Xiao shouted while shooting: "Go to the inner door, go to the inner door!"

With the continuous shooting, the arrow bag was empty, and most of the arrows Wei Qing brought were used by him. He was about to face the dilemma of exhausting the arrow branches and had to rush to the inside to replenish them.

"Okay!" Wei Qing agreed loudly and rushed towards the inner door. When he passed the battle flag, he jumped up, stabbed the flag soldiers with a sword, turned around and kicked the flagpole into two sections.

The battle flag fell with a bang and overturned the dead team leader.

The Yue people went crazy and shouted in a gurgling manner, like an angry beast, pounced forward one after another. They waved their weapons, chopped Wei Qing with shameless face, raised the crossbow in their hands, and kept firing.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Qing was shot two times, and Liang Xiao was shot one more time.

Liang Xiao pulled out the arrow, put it on the bow and shot it back, and rushed towards the inner door. Wei Qing waved his long sword, protected him and retreated, and stopped the chasing Yue people behind him.

The Yue people followed them, like a tide, rushing towards the inner door.

Before Liang Xiao's people arrived, the arrow arrived first. He gave up the Yue people who were swarming behind him and shot and killed the Yue people in front of the inner gate. These Yue people were attacking the inner gate, but they didn't expect that someone would rush over from behind and were shot into arrows one after another.

The people on the inner wall had already seen Liang Xiao and the others. They saw that they were wearing Han costumes, especially Liang Xiao shot more than a dozen Yingzi in a moment. Knowing that these two people were not Yue people, they hurried forward to respond and opened the inner door that had been broken into pieces by Yue people.

Liang Xiao took the lead and rushed into the inner door. As soon as he rushed into the inner door, he shouted: "Pull me up, give me arrows, give me arrows!"

"Give me your hand!" A middle-aged man stretched out his hand from the inner door, grabbed Liang Xiao's wrist, lifted him up with force, and shouted loudly: "Erwa, send the arrow quickly."

A young man, who was at most twelve or thirteen years old, ran over and knelt in front of Liang Xiao with one leg. Liang Xiao pulled out the arrow from the arrow bag on his back, put it on the string, glanced at the battle situation in front of the door, and shot three arrows in a row.

"Buzz!" Three strings sounded, and three arrows flew out like beads. Three Yue people surrounding Wei Qing slashed and screamed at the same time. The two fell to the ground, one of them threw away the weapon in his hand, held the arm that was caught in the arrow, and let out a painful roar.

Liang Xiao had no time to pay attention to him. He shot two more arrows and shot down two Yue people, and then he raised his bow and pointed it into the distance.

The Yue people who were rushing over seemed to feel his murderous intent. Qi Shua stopped and raised the shield in his hand to protect the vital points. They all saw Liang Xiao's shooting skills that had just shot three people with five arrows and shot them down. No one dared to step forward and become Liang Xiao's target.

Taking this opportunity, Wei Qing cut down the last enemy and rushed into the inside door. He turned around and stood in front of the inside door, gasping heavily while holding a long sword in his hand, glaring at the enemy who was more than ten steps away, waiting for the start of the next battle.

In just over a hundred steps, Liang Xiao and Wei Qing were seriously injured. Liang Xiao was shot in the chest and three arrows behind him. Wei Qing was worse than him, with two arrows on his chest, two arrows on his back, one arrow on his stomach, and one arrow on his left leg. Fortunately, it was not fatal, and his life was not in danger yet.

This is all thanks to their sudden and exquisite archery skills with Liang Xiao. Under Liang Xiao's nearly perfect first round of shooting, more than half of the Yue officers were shot and killed. The Yue people, who had no rules, were completely in chaos and could not organize effective blockades, which made them rush into the inner middle and join the people in the inner middle.

Anyone who cooperates with Yue is a little tacit and blocks them for a moment, Liang Xiao and the others will die here today. They don’t even have armor, and Liang Xiao’s arrows have been shot. With Wei Qing alone and one sword, it will be difficult for them to escape unscathed.

Of course, it would be difficult for them to go so smoothly without the support of the people in the village.

The situation reversed instantly, the Yue people were shot and killed, the battle flag was kicked down, and several people were killed in battle, and their morale was greatly reduced. Facing Liang Xiao's bow and arrow, no one dared to take another step forward.

The two sides were in a stalemate, like two packs of wolves, gasping for breath. No one dared to act rashly, but refused to retreat first.

Liang Xiao stood tall, holding a bow, widened his eyes, and kept scanning the Yue people who were slowly gathering together.

A stream of hot stream flowed out from the back, flowing into his arms along his back, pouring into his hands-
Chapter completed!