"Why don't you shoot arrows? Did you scare me to the iron cavalry of my great Mongolian?"

Chen Dexing stood quietly, just watching the Mongolian cavalry sweeping like thunder in front of him, motionless. Everyone was stunned by this scene. Even Alihan, the grand Mongolian grandfather of the grandfather of Mongolia who was supervising the battle, was anxious for Chen Dexing.

Now that I don’t cum, I want to wait until what time? Should I wait until the Mongolian cavalry reaches the nose before shooting? Can I still get rid of it after shooting? Isn’t this asking for death?

A series of question marks appeared in Alihan's mind, and the answer will be revealed soon!

Chen Dexing didn't have so many question marks in his mind. He was just concentrating on estimating the distance... The Mongolian knights on the opposite side were getting closer and closer, and they looked bigger and bigger, becoming clearer, and even seeing their ugly and hideous faces.

Everyone deserves to die! Chen Dexing opened the step bow in his hand.

"Tough..."

Dozens of light sounds, this is the sound of a bowstring ejecting feather arrows! Before Chen Dexing could shoot feather arrows, the Song army's crossbowmen could no longer bear it...

Although everyone has the will to die, many people still cannot curb their fear in their hearts when facing hundreds of Mongolian cavalry rushing over. There is such a terrible army in the world. No, this is not the army in the world, it must be Shura who came out of hell!

Whoosh...

Two sharp arrows flew past Sariman's ears, frightening the Mongolian warrior who was galloping on his horse! The shooting men of the Song people were only thirty or forty steps away from him. If they were caught with an arrow at such a close distance, the leather armor on their bodies would not be blocked!

He looked up and saw that the Song people shooting men lined up in front of him had already set their bows (cross) and arrows, just to attract them without shooting!

What are the people of Song waiting for?

"Zhi Niang, Nan Barbarian is crazy!"

In Sariman's mind, all that was left was this thought. His own horse team was almost on their heads, but he didn't shoot arrows or flee in all directions. What wasn't this crazy? In just a blink of an eye, his own three hundred cavalry could flood these Song people's crossbowmen!

Chen Dexing did not notice that anyone had shot a cluster of arrows, because now the Mongolian cavalry had reached fifty meters away, almost thirty steps of the Song people. A few seconds later, the cavalry in their hands was about to pierce the chest of the Song army's shooting soldiers. His full attention was attracted by these Mongolian cavalry who seemed to be about to trample into flesh.

He is looking for a partner to die together!

"stretch!"

Chen Dexing shot an arrow! An extremely sharp feather arrow broke through the air and headed towards the chest of the Mongolian armored soldier as fast as possible!

"Tight..."

This time there was a more dense sound of bowstrings, and everyone shot out arrow clusters - this may be the last arrow they shot in this life! Because the Mongolian cavalry had arrived, there was no time for them to shoot the second arrow... It was time to go to the underworld together!

Whoosh swish swish swish swish...

Countless arrows left the string, but in a moment they collided with the Mongolian cavalry running towards them! The distance was too close, even if you closed your eyes, you could shoot the deadly sharp arrows onto the bodies of people or horses!

Puff puff puff puff...

The sharp arrow pierced through the leather armor, and the sound of the human body sounded in Sariman's ears. He felt a little strange. How could he hear such a slight sound in this chaotic and noisy battlefield? Suddenly, a heart-wrenching pain came from his heart and abdomen!

I was shot in an arrow, but I still have a critical moment... I am going to die!!!

Sariman's mind suddenly became blank, and a panic sensation suddenly came with severe pain. The strength in his body seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment. Even the rifle in his hand could not be held firmly and fell to the ground. Only the war horse under his crotch was still running forward, breaking through the thin horizontal formation of the Song army, then stepped into the water, and finally hit a spear, and fell down with a loud bang. Sariman also fell into the cold water, struggled weakly for a few times, and a ring-headed sword slashed down...

Chen Dexing had already thrown his arch and a big knife in his hand. A Mongolian knight rushed straight towards him. Chen Dexing's eyes were red. He gave up the piercing rifle as soon as he let his body over. He grabbed the gun with his left hand and pulled it hard. Then the big knife swung it. With a muffled sound, the Mongolian knight's head wearing a leather helmet fell down, and he died without even screaming!

Chen Dexing had already shot the horse rifle, and let the Mongolian knight's body continue to run, and he raised his hand and threw the horse rifle out. The momentum was so strong that the armor on the chest of another Mongolian knight who was approaching was like paper, and it was poked into one by one with a puff. The body of the Mongolian knight was falling on the horse, but the war horse under his crotch was still running along the original route and hit Chen Dexing. Chen Dexing gave in a little, and at the same time, he swung the knife and slashed. There was a big hole in the neck of the war horse, and the horse blood spurted out gradually broke into Chen Dexing. From a distance, it looked like a blood man who had come out of the Shura Hell!

"Big knife hand, move forward!"

"Spear, go forward!"

The gunman was already reacting at this time and shouting loudly to charge!

The Mongol cavalry was actually blocked, and was blocked by hundreds of Song army crossbowmen who dared to take the last arrow in twenty steps! Only three or four hundred sharp arrows shot three Mongolian cavalry teams to death and injuries! The more than one hundred people rushing in front almost all became hedgehogs. The war horses that lost control suddenly clashed around, blocking less than two hundred cavalry behind. The cavalry who lost speed and the thin Song army shooters were entangled. The minds of these grassland men seemed to be dazed by the sudden major casualties. They actually forgot that the essence of the cavalry was impact, not mere fight with infantry!

Alihan, who was supervising the battle in the rear, also had a blank mind. He just watched his son fight with the Song army soldiers in a daze, and even forgot to give the order to reinforce or retreat the front troops. At this moment, he subconsciously felt a little wrong in his heart.

How many such heroes in the Southern Dynasty were vowed to fight Mongolia even if they were to die. Mongolia... could they really defeat them and take the flower world south of the Yangtze River for themselves?

Alihan suddenly turned around and shouted: "Run, hurry up! Kill all the Song army in front!"

Then he shouted at the guard beside him, "Go to send an order to the witch of the Li family, and ask the Red Jacket Army to charge! If she dares to delay for a moment, I will fight to make the Khan punish her and take the military law!"

The large group of Mongolian cavalry gathered behind him suddenly dispersed and turned around to rush towards Chen Dexing and the bloody battle of death. Everyone was extremely nervous. In their eyes, the enemy fighting in front of him was no longer a Qian Han who could trample on horseback, but a warrior as brave as the Mongolian warriors!

"Fight and retreat! Lead the Tartars into the water..."

Chen Dexing's eyes turned red like blood on his body. The big knife in his hand had cut several gaps, the armor on his body was also ragged, and there were traces of gun bayonets everywhere. Even though he fought so hard, he was still forced to retreat by the Mongolians pressing on the entire line. Behind him, the water in the guaranteed river had been dyed red!

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong...
Chapter completed!