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On the cliff, Ma Han looked at the arrows beside him silently, with less than ten arrows left.

Li Ji squatted beside him, looking anxious, and asked again: "Let me go down the mountain to search for arrows, otherwise the next attack by the Xianbei people will be over."

"No, it's too dangerous." Ma Han refused flatly, staring at the movements of the Xianbei people at the entrance of the canyon.

"Or what if I go to the mountain road to see, maybe there may be lost arrows..." Li Ji did not give up and asked again.

“…Yes, be careful.”

Seeing that Ma Han finally agreed, Li Ji bent his mouth and lifted his skirt and ran down the mountain road.

The mountain road is also full of corpses, which are almost difficult to fall. The blood has soaked every inch of the land. The green grass on both sides is sprinkled with blood. The closer you get, the more bloody the smell is, the more you feel, the more you feel nasal, and the person in the middle wants to vomit.

Li Ji Xiu frowned slightly, covered her mouth and nose, resisted her discomfort, slowly approached, and her agile eyes rolled around.

The Xianbei people attacked twice, and there were many archers. Li Ji also picked up many arrows to supplement them. However, the Xianbei people later realized the problem of arrows supporting the enemy, and the troops sent out again were all swordsmen and axemen. It became increasingly difficult to collect arrows.

Li Ji endured his fear and went down, picking up many corpses, but nothing was found. When he was disappointed, his eyes suddenly lit up - a man who was lying on the ground, with a few feathers under him, as if...

Li Ji quickly stepped forward, squatted down, stretched out his slender and white fingers, clamped and pulled them, and it turned out to be an eagle feather arrow.

Li Ji turned around excitedly and raised the arrow to signal to the cliff: "Hey—I found the arrow..."

Ma Han kept staring at Li Ji and pressed the strings on the arrow, but at this moment, his face changed - he suddenly jumped up and ran wildly.

Li Ji was stunned for a moment, and as soon as her mouth opened, she was suddenly covered by a big furry hand stretched out from behind. A strange laugh came from behind: "Ma Han, do you want to die by yourself, or do this woman die?"

"I want you to die if you can resist me!" Ma Han rushed towards me like an irritated mountain leopard.

That's right! This Wuwan man who pretended to die and used arrows as bait was a capable minister. At this moment, his eyes were fierce, covering Li Ji's mouth and nose with one hand, pulled out a short axe from his waist with the other, and threw it hard towards Ma Han.

Ma Han was as quick as the wind, and he kept taking the shank of the flying axe that was slashing towards him with his hand. His body did not stop at all, and his rushing momentum became even more fierce.

The talented minister was startled, reached out to strangle Li Ji's neck, and said sternly: "Stop quickly, otherwise I will kill her...ah!"

Li Ji, who seemed weak and panicked, suddenly raised his hand and poked the eagle feather arrow holding the palm of his hand back, unbiasedly, and was right in the right eye of the capable minister.

The capable minister screamed like a wounded beast, resounding through the valley, holding his thick hands, and blood flowed out from his fingers. As the sky and earth turned, his thick body leaned toward the cliff outside the mountain road, and at the same time he pulled Li Ji down.

The flower appearance of Li Ji changed color, like a green willow overturned, like a petal falling, falling toward the cliff.

When Qianjun made a single shot, Ma Han, who had already rushed to five steps away, rushed forward with his iron arm, and almost grabbed Li Ji Hao's wrist and stopped his falling momentum. He raised his arm and pulled Li Ji up from the edge of the cliff. Halfway through the pull, he realized that Li Ji was in pain. Ma Han was stunned, and his eyes passed behind Li Ji, and he saw a arrow with a gaunt on his face, his face covered with blood and a ferocious face resisting him, and gritted his teeth and grabbed Li Ji's ankle.

Ma Han's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he squatted down, letting Li Ji hug his neck, stretched his hand to hold Li Ji's buttocks, and thrust his body, and hugged Li Ji's entire body. The capable minister also followed the trend and climbed to the edge of the cliff, but one hand still held Li Ji's ankle tightly.

"Youxihou, the future will be endless!" Ma Hai's voice was like ice slag, and he raised his sharp axe with one hand and slashed it heavily, and a crack! A blood light burst out.

"Wow—" The capable minister let out a long scream, like a stone, jumping all the way, and to the bottom of the cliff, it had fallen into a ball of rotten meat.

Ma Han threw down the axe, and used force to break the broken hand of the capable minister's hand, and threw it down the cliff to reunite with his master.

Li Ji was frightened by the cliff, escaping from death, his delicate body was still so soft that he had no strength at all. He still hugged Ma Han tightly, exhaling like an orchid, and whispered in surprise: "You... your strength has recovered!"

Ma Han was stunned. He was so eager to save people just now that he was completely selfless. He forgot that he could not run at all, and it was even more impossible to catch an axe and chop people. Could it be... He slowly raised his left hand, clenched his fist, and his power was shocked. A long-lost sense of power spread throughout his body and was abundant in his arms. At this moment, he had a sense of pleasure that even a stone could be smashed!

"Hahaha! My strength has been restored. Yan Rou, Ke Bineng, you are going to be in trouble!" Ma Han laughed and pulled Li Ji's jade arm, "Come on, let's bet with the Xianbei people to see who is lucky."

The mountain road was briefly and thrillingly, and the Xianbei people also saw it, but before they could react, everything was over.

Yes, it's time to end.

Ma Han held a leopard bow in his hand, left the cliff and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain. Li Ji lowered his sleeves and lowered his eyebrows, and followed him step by step.

The top of the mountain is green like a cover, with weeds densely covered, with wind blowing, and branches and leaves dancing.

Ma Han walked to the edge of the cliff, raised his hand to signal Li Ji to stop ten steps away, and then slowly pulled out an iron arrow.

The Xianbei army was just three hundred steps away, and the horned beast flag with white background and gold edges was in the center of the army, with a straight line of between 380 and 400 steps. Now, it is about one mile away. Under the banner, you can see several luxurious figures. Although they can't see their faces clearly, from the arrangement of their horses and the normal position of the flag bearer, it can be vaguely judged that the one under the banner was Kebineng.

Four hundred steps exceeds the effective range of the leopard bow, but it is still within the maximum range. The so-called effective range is the distance at which the arrow can break through armor and kill the enemy; and the maximum range is how far the arrow can shoot, which is the distance at the end of the powerful crossbow.

It is no problem to shoot a strong bow with six stones for 400 steps. Of course, it must be a projectile, and use the downward potential energy generated by the self-weight of the arrow to kill the enemy.

So Mahan climbed to the top of the mountain and used iron arrows to use height and gravity to make the arrow shoot farther and more lethal. The only worrying thing is that the leopard bow arm was shot with an arrow, and a rift appeared. Can he withstand a full moon sniper?

There is also the problem of aiming. Four hundred steps ultra-long range snipers, without auxiliary aiming, shooting a fixed target, Ma Han asked himself that he could not do it. Not to mention him, even if the top famous generals of the Three Kingdoms gathered, he could not do it. This was beyond the limit of manpower, so the Xianbei people dared to watch the battle in a big way.

Ma Han opened his bow and arrow, the bow string gradually opened, and the arrow pointed at Hu Qi. His bright eyes narrowed, slowly looking for opportunities. Suddenly, he seemed to see something, and his squinting eyes widened, full of excitement.

What excited Ma Han was an orange-red reflection! The helmet above the head of a Xianbei nobleman.

The infrared sight provided by Mahan to the leopard bow is actually more than one thousand meters. The problem is that the human eye cannot see that far. This is why even though he has a strong bow that can shoot 300 steps away, Mahan often has to wait until the enemy is close to a hundred steps before taking action.

Just now, when Ma Han scanned the warplane with a bow and arrow, he accidentally discovered that there were flashes of red reflections from time to time in the distance. After a little surprise, he thought about it and realized it suddenly. He already understood that these strange reflections were the dazzling spots produced by infrared rays shining on the iron helmet under the scorching sun. These light spots are not as faint as infrared light spots, but are strongly dazzling, just like someone in the distance reflecting sunlight with a mirror, which is particularly dazzling. Not to mention four hundred steps away, I am afraid that you can see clearly from a thousand meters away - this is a long-distance method for seeking help in the future when surviving in the wild.

Of course, to produce this strong reflection, certain conditions must be met: first, there must be strong light, that is, the scorching sun in the sky; secondly, the angle of the sun shadow must be appropriate, and it must be on the face light. If the back light is light, it will be useless to shine on the back of the head; finally, it must be shining on smooth metal objects to have a good reflection effect - are there iron objects that are smoother than iron helmets?

Of course, the Xianbei people would not have any standard equipment, and there were even fewer luxury items like iron helmets - the Hu people would rather use these irons to make more arrows. But the nobles of the Xianbei people were exceptional, especially the ones present, who were the highest leaders of the Xianbei in the central region, and almost every one of them wore iron helmets.

Today, the sun is scorching in the sky, and it is close to Shenshi (3 to 5 pm). The sun shadow slants westward, looking from southwest to northeast, the reflective highlights are vivid in my mind. These reflective highlights point out a clear direction for the far-distance sniper of the Mahan.

When the Martin General's infrared sight was proofread for a long time, he finally saw Ke Bineng's forehead lit up, and his hands were trembling with joy. He quickly took a deep breath and stabilized his arms. He locked at a distance like this, even if his hand shook slightly, he might lose his target. Because he could not see the light source at all, and it was all based on his feel. It was difficult to lock. As long as there was a slight tremor, it would be a slight mistake, and it would be a huge difference.

Lock the reflective points and calculate the distance and angle. Fortunately, this is at a high place, so there is no need to lift the elevation angle too high, otherwise even if there is a reflection auxiliary lock, it will lose its meaning.

"Kebineng, let this arrow break for you and me!"

Ma Han thought silently in his heart, ignoring the Xianbei people, they were already ready to move, and the people called the horses neighed, ready to kill the valley entrance.

Strong! Buzz-

Crack! After completing the ultimate blow, the leopard bow finally broke in a curtain call.

A arrow flew across the sky, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, and drew a black arc with the breath of death.

Many Xianbei people noticed it, looked up one after another, followed the thin black shadow in the sky, and opened their mouths in surprise.

When the iron arrow fell less than a foot from the ground, the Xianbei rich chiefs under the banner seemed to have some sense of awareness and looked up together.

At this moment, Yan Rou was just riding her horse and leaning forward to see what she could say to Ke Bi.

The iron arrow fell heavily.

The iron arrow was sharp and swept across Yan Rou's cheeks. Blood splattered. Yan Rou screamed and her nose was cut off. Before the arrow was finished, she penetrated Kebineng's leather armor and pierced into her right chest.

Ke Bi Neng was dismissed and the Xianbei people were in chaos. The beheading was successful!

The chiefs such as Zhuluohou, Fu Luohan, and Yuguini were frightened - the arrows were all shot here! Who will be the next one?

The King of Xianbei was caught, and the other chiefs retreated one after another, and no one dared to stay where they were. The central army moved and the troops were in chaos. The Xianbei people were already terrified of being killed, and at this moment they were completely destroyed by the unpredictable arrow of gods and ghosts. The commander was killed and the entire army was not defeated. There were few in ancient times, let alone these herders and soldiers who were temporarily summoned. As a result, they retreated, they finally collapsed.

Looking at the vast and boundless fields, the Xianbei people and Wuwan people were running wildly, and Ma Han raised his broken bow in his hand and roared:
Chapter completed!