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The scene that Ma Han saw happened on the other side of the river. The old man, the "son" of the old man, first chatted with the wolf-tooth flying cavalry warrior guarding the silver arrow, and then stroked the silver arrow horse's mane from time to time. After being scolded by the wolf-tooth flying cavalry warrior, he first laughed and laughed at him with no sign of expedition. He suddenly punched the horse guard warrior, jumped onto the bare horse's back, and then left in the dust.

Not to mention the warriors, even Ma Han was shocked. I wonder what this man used, but he actually made the silver arrow that had never been allowed to ride on strangers to ride.

Almost as the black and strong man attacked and robbed the horse, the old man suddenly threw away the bamboo pole and slashed into the water. When he appeared again, he was ten feet away and disappeared into the dense reed marsh. The boat that had lost its helm immediately rushed across and bumped in the rapids, almost causing the soldiers and horses on the boat to fall into the water. Fortunately, Guan Hai was a native of Beihai after all, and was proficient in water and was good at boat driving. He hurriedly stabilized the boat. While cursing, he rowed the boat desperately.

Before the ship reached the shore, Guan Hai leaped over the shore in anger, pulled over his own big green horse, jumped up with a knife, and called the wolf-fanged flying cavalry warrior to chase the horse-robbing thief, but the soldiers were unmoved - although they were beaten and robbed the horse in person, which made them angry, the wolf-fanged flying cavalry warriors always put the safety of the city guard first. At this time, they should not chase the horse, but should wait and pay attention to the movements of the city guards on the other side. Once there is a need or the city guard issues an order, they should return immediately.

Guan Hai was newly surrendered, and he was a fake Sima, not a sergeant. He had no awareness of protecting his superiors at all. In other words, he never thought that this boss with perverted combat power still needed protection. He was determined to catch the damn horse thief who was ripped off the head of Tai Sui and knocked off his legs!

When Guan Hai's eyes saw the soldiers not moving, he spat, raised the whip that was hooked with his tail finger and slapped it on the horse's buttocks. The big blue horse and gray Yuyu neighed forward and rushed forward, chasing the horse thief a hundred steps away.

As soon as the black and strong man grabbed the horse, the Yellow Turban thief on the other side suddenly cheered and waving the simple weapons in his hand. When a discerning person saw this, he would not understand what was going on.

The Marven first made a gesture so that the wolf-toothed flying cavalry warriors on the other side did not need to return, and then the ten wolf-toothed flying cavalry warriors pulled out their bows and arrows together. The wolf-toothed flying cavalry was equipped with two bows, one was an ordinary bow, with a bow power of five to two stones; the other was a pulley bow equipped with a new closed eccentric wheel. The two bows were used alternately as needed. In principle, pulley bows were used against cavalry and ordinary bows were used against infantry. Now they were dealing with infantry, and they were also Yellow Turban thieves like scattered soldiers, and ordinary bows were enough.

Ma Han raised his hand and pointed at the Yellow Turban thief who was swarming around the carriage, and ten flying riders rode on horseback. With the first rider as the guide, the nine riders followed one by one, and there was a horse position between the riders. Ten bows were raised at the same time. The arrowheads rose and fell with the galloping horses, and the black light flowed in the sun, which was dazzling and shocking.

No command is required. No command is required. Every member of the Wolf-Tooth Flying Cavalry has rich experience in riding and shooting. Where can I launch, first attack the enemy in which direction, whether it can be launched continuously, the timing of the horse-controlled steering, etc. The most rare thing is that it is not just one person, but all members are like this, and their feelings are basically the same - this is tacit understanding. Only such tacit understanding can truly exert the "volley" effect of riding and shooting. Although only ten riders are soaring, their momentum is like fire, and one rider is as big as a hundred.

Silent and scream!

Arrows intertwined, breaking through the air and intimidating the soul. Relying on their own many people, the Yellow Turban thief whom Ma Han and others dared not come around, was caught off guard and was shot down by the ** people, and two of them had two arrows inserted into them.

Sixty steps are definitely an arrow for the Wolf-Tooth Flying Cavalry.

Hissing — hesing — hesing!

One arrow, two arrows, three arrows. In just a few breaths, the Ten Flying Cavalry shot out three rounds, thirty arrows, and more than twenty thieves were killed. Several others were injured. The injured fell to the ground and were injured by the thieves. It was difficult to survive. Under the leadership of the Pioneer Cavalry, the Wolf-Tooth Cavalry rode his horse as if flying. Thirty steps away, along the outer edge of the Yellow Turban thieves. But this was not over. The Ten Flying Cavalry turned back together, raised his bow again, and fired two arrows at the tail team of the Yellow Turban thieves, which once again aroused a blood mist. Amid the screams of the Yellow Turban thieves, they left.

The Wolf-Tooth Flying Cavalry took half of the Yellow Turban thieves from attacking to lightning departure, and in less than half a minute, the entire operation was released. Under normal circumstances, these mobs suffered such an astonishing blow, and the losses exceeded one-fifth, and they would definitely disintegrate. But now half of the losses were lost, and the Yellow Turban thieves had not collapsed yet - it was not because their quality was too good, but because the Wolf-Tooth Flying Cavalry was too fierce and too fast, and the Yellow Turban thieves had not had time to feel fear, or even collapse.

In other words, the rapid critical strike of the Wolf Teeth Flying Cavalry exceeded the reflex arc of the Yellow Turban thieves...

Until the wolf-fanged flying cavalry ran a hundred steps away, he turned around, then knocked the horse's belly and returned again, all the thieves' reflex arcs finally came into place - and then collapsed with a bang.

When the Yellow Turban thieves besieged the carriage, the most fierce thief leader was slapped the horse and carried a knife to chase and chop the last two guards. It was estimated that the thief leader was very confident in their leader's skills, and no one followed him. Only the thief leader waved a nine-foot-long wooden-handled cast iron knife, and the two hedged to chop down one of the horses. The remaining last knight, with a courageous despair, ran towards Ma Han in a panic.

The spear in the knight's hand was broken halfway, and the blue scarf wrapped around his head was wet with sweat and soaked in dark green. He ran towards Ma Han in panting. Before he got close, he was frightened by the arrow between the two blood pupils on a blood-red demon bow. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask for help, but he didn't dare to say it. He turned right and fled in a hurry.
Chapter completed!