Looking at the Jin cavalry rushing up like a tide in front of him, Li Qingyuan walked straight out of the car and began to recite the skills silently.

In fact, he has been sitting on the ox cart, but compared to the huge shape of the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, others didn't notice him at all!

He sighed depressedly as he held the stick in his hand.

If I had known that I had become a coolie, I would have thought of a way to take the guy named Vajra as a pet in the world.

With that guy's physique, he definitely swept everything in this world and was dissatisfied with it. He just had to lie down and play with the ball to do the task. How beautiful?

But then I thought about it, if I hadn't eaten Vajra, I wouldn't be able to comprehend the art of multiplication, then it would be impossible for me to complete the three-killing feat every day now, so relatively speaking, I still seem to have made a profit?

Shaking his head, he didn't think about the messy things anymore. He picked up the stick and then swung the stick in the horrified gaze of the Jin soldiers opposite him.

‘Crazy!’

Everyone heard a gust of wind, and suddenly saw countless broken limbs and legs soaring into the sky, and the front instantly turned into a pool of blood.

No matter how elite the warriors and the handsome horses are, they are all crushed into meat paste!

Li Qingyuan, holding the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, felt that he had transformed into an invincible god of killing, with one stick on the left and one stick on the right, and he didn't have to worry about how many enemies there were, nor did he have to find out where the enemy was. Anyway, he swung the stick and closed his eyes and was everywhere.

Just wave it.

Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Zonghan stood on the top of the mountain and took countless breaths of cold air. They felt that the temperature had dropped several degrees. Then the two looked at each other and saw shock and incredible in each other's eyes.

What those deserters said was true?

Looking at the massacre on the other side below, they pulled out the daggers they wore and stabbed them in their hands. Looking at the red blood flowing out and the tingling pain, they believed that it was not a dream.

How is this possible?

"There is such a demon in the Song army?" Wanyan Zonghan was furious. Even though his bloody palm kept reminding him that everything that happened in front of him was real, he still didn't want to believe it.

Is this unscientific at all?

No, no one knows any science these days, so it should be this silly god!

Compared to Wanyan Zonghan who was unwilling to believe it, the general manager Wanyan Zongwang reacted instantly.

Wanyan Zongwang felt extremely regretful now. If he had known that what the deserters were saying was true, he would not have cut them all. At least he would have to ask about the information carefully.

But there was nothing we could do about this. The deserters were so scared that they lost their souls and souls. They were all in a state of mind. In addition, the facts they said were too horrible, and it was normal to be treated as lying about military information.

But!

"Ming Jin to withdraw the troops and prepare for the crossbow!" As the chief commander of the Jin army, Wanyan Zongwang was indeed regretful in his heart and immediately began to order.

On the front battlefield, the Jin soldiers who were crying and shouting at their parents and wished they could become transparent people finally heard the sound of nature coming from behind. They turned their horses to run wildly, fearing that they would turn into fertilizer on the ground if they ran slower.

Li Qingyuan was chasing the army behind him with a stick, and the scene was extremely spectacular!

"Put the crossbow!"

Seeing that the demon of the Song Dynasty could still walk as fast as he was carrying such a heavy killing weapon, Wanyan Zongwang ordered directly without caring about the fact that there were many cavalrymen ahead.

After all, now if you put a crossbow to death, you will kill hundreds of your own people by chance. But if the demon rushes to the central army tent, you will be finished by then!

‘Swoosh swish swish!’

Li Qingyuan, who was chasing him with a stick, felt a danger coming, and quickly stopped and put the stick in front of him.

‘duang!’

A huge arrow three meters long hit the iron rod in his hand. The powerful impact force shocked him to retreat for more than ten meters in a row, and two drag marks were pulled out on the ground!

He turned the stick in his hand and saw an arrow inserted into the stick body. Even the stick made of fine iron was pierced about three or four centimeters deep.

"continue!"

Seeing that the demon was blocked by the crossbow arrow, Wanyan Zongwang immediately began to continue ordering.

The Eight-Nuo Crossbow is the pinnacle of ancient crossbow arrows. Every time you shoot a bow, you need thirty strong men to start it, but the power of this thing is unparalleled.

The maximum range of the Baniu Crossbow can reach 1,500 meters. Of course, that is the theoretical range. It basically has no power when it hits such a far distance.

Within five hundred meters, the power of the Eight-Number Crossbow can directly shoot through three centimeter-thick iron plates. Even if it is used to fight tanks during World War II, it can directly shoot through armor.

Of course, what we are talking about is the tanks made by Japan during World War II, not Germany!

Even with his current physique, if he is shot directly, he will probably turn into a specimen and stand here for people to admire.

Feeling a dangerous signal coming from the front, Li Qingyuan also gave up his plan to continue chasing, but walked back with a stick.

As for those crossbow arrows that were fired?

The Eight Niu Crossbow is not a bow and arrow. The arrow that was just now was considered extraordinary to be able to aim at me. If you want to continue shooting the second arrow, it depends entirely on luck!

After all, when the thing was made, it was originally intended to break through the enemy's shield formation and fortifications, and there was no consideration for targeting people.

With the current craftsmanship, the cost of a crossbow arrow is at least a few hundred taels of silver. With these gold men, they cannot afford intensive attacks.

As he thought, after continuing to shoot dozens of crossbow arrows but none of them hit the target, Wanyan Zongwang waved his hand and instructed the people below to stop shooting.

Anyway, the demon has retreated, so there is no need to waste money in vain!

"There is such a demon in the Song Kingdom. What should we do?" Wanyan Zongwang asked directly.

The battle today was really beyond everyone's expectations. Facing such a monster with infinite power, no one dared to say that he would take the other party with a stick!

"Can we shoot him to death with riding shot?" Someone immediately put forward an opinion.

"It's useless. Someone has tried it just now. The demon seemed to be invulnerable to swords and guns. The arrow shot on the other party's face without even a mark, and it was directly bounced back."

Only with a cold-blooded sword can one barely cut through Li Qingyuan's skin. Of course, the arrows shot by these ordinary soldiers cannot break the defense.

"hiss!"

The temperature in the tent dropped rapidly, and the arrows shot on the face could be rebounded. Can someone in the world have such a thick skin?
Chapter completed!