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Lei Zhentian took out three crossbow arrows from the bag inside his waist, placed them on the arrow path, aimed at the target, and then pulled down the hanging knife three times in a row.

Chichichi--

But several cold lights flashed by, three crossbow arrows shot out without any slightest, and all hit the target, but the three hundred Mamluk heavy cavalry were still rushing like thunder.

At the same time, facing so many heavy cavalry, to be honest, Lei Zhentian really felt a cold sweat in his heart against the upcoming close-killing battle, "Cavals are different from infantry. It is a bit too difficult to fight 300 heavy cavalry one-on-one..."

With the attitude of doing his best and on the will of heaven, he saw that he used his right hand to pull the bowstring back and hung it on the hook again. Continue to aim at the target and kill as many enemies as possible.

What made Lao Lei feel a little satisfied was the process of these Arabs making arrows.

The shape of the iron arrow looks extremely sinister, with the arrows showing convex ridges and triangular flat wings. It is wet and seems to have a little unknown poison applied.

This means that when every arrow from Lei Zhentian shoots out, when the arrow pierces the enemy's body, the barbs on both wings will firmly hook the wound and be difficult to pull out, and the blood groove will draw out a lot of blood from the enemy's body like a vampire bat, and it will be poisoned.

Although Lao Lei cannot use a crossbow for the first time, he can't hit every shot, and one arrow pierces the heart. However, with the powerful accuracy of the crossbow and the dense formation of the enemy, he can barely achieve the perfect shot.

After shooting a few arrows, Lei Zhentian suddenly discovered that the accuracy of hunting the heavy horses of Mamluk heavy cavalry in heavy armor seemed to be more accurate than hunting down their war horses.

The war horses have large targets and their protections are weaker than those of the knights. A Mamluk heavy cavalry who lost their war horses will no longer pose a great threat to Lao Lei.

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In a limited time, the killing caused by reliance on crossbows was a bit too trivial for the 300 Mamluk heavy cavalry.

"Form a siege and kill him!"

After a long distance, the Mamluk heavy cavalry only paid the price of more than a dozen people and formed a half-moon formation impact, and soon passed by Lei Zhentian.

The Mamluk heavy cavalry is the most powerful cavalry in the Middle East. In the entire Islamic world, almost no one can stop their war horses.

And their immediate sword technique can almost be described in the four words "magic skills".

But for someone like Lei Zhentian who can be said to be a long-standing battle and good at group battles, the personal swordsman of the Mamluk heavy cavalry is still a bit stretched.

"kill!--!"

Lao Lei naturally would not let himself be surrounded. He put away the crossbow in his hand and shouted loudly.

The sharp cavalry pierced out from a tricky angle and quickly penetrated into the chest of an enemy. A black hole was instantly stabbed into the opponent's thin iron breastplate, and with a burst of blood, more blood seeped out from under the gun head like a surging spring.

At this time, Lei Zhentian had no time to turn his head and avoid the blood coming from his face. He let a touch of bright red splash on his body. He used all his strength to press the spear against his waist and made a 360-degree rotation.

The close-up Mamluk knight immediately fell over, and the sharp spear carried the unparalleled force, shaving Mamluk's thin iron breastplate like a piece of paper.

Under the broken breastplate, there were thick white bones, and the horses roared and hit them randomly. They seemed not suitable to trample their drivers under their hooves and trample on them in a humble manner.

Lei Zhentian gritted his teeth and tried his best to drive the horse under his crotch to run fast without falling into the enemy's siege.

A hero cannot stand many people, and two fists cannot defeat four hands! A person's strength on the battlefield always seems too insignificant.

Once you are entangled by these heavy cavalry, the failure will not be far away.

After all, Lao Lei is alone. If he is trapped and forced to fight against the Mamluk heavy cavalry in many aspects, as his physical strength disappears quickly, he will not have much chance of winning.

Taking advantage of the momentum just now, Lei Zhentian lifted his body to transfer and stepped on the opponent's faster Arab thoroughbred horse.

However, just when Lei Zhentian was away from the enemy again and he had no time to secretly be happy, he took advantage of the corner of his eyes and suddenly saw that the Mamluk heavy cavalry had made new moves, and they bent down at the same time...

Then just as Lei Zhentian slowed down and was about to find out with questions, the enemy suddenly raised a row of shining metal wires in his hands.

"That's...javelin!!!???"

This crazy scene made Lei Zhentian's eyes a little straightened, and then his heart felt a little shocked. In his confused and at a loss, he felt helpless like a piece of white paper.

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The fact is such a foolish person, beyond expectations, but reasonable.

In a real bloody battle, when you use all means to kill the enemy quickly and effectively, no one will tell you anything fair.

When more than 200 javelins attacked Lao Lei, the advantage of the large number of heavy cavalrymen was once again revealed.

Without the ability to go to heaven and earth, it would be impossible to avoid the attack of more than 200 javelins at such a close distance. Therefore, when Lei Zhentian and his men and horses were nailed to the ground, he could only watch his blood dry, and clearly heard his bones break in his ears, and then he was chopped into meat paste by a group of Mamluks who were shouting wildly.

The second challenge of rushing to the pass will inevitably fail. After experiencing suicide, Lei Zhentian was still very frustrated and was shot to death by more than 200 javelins...

The moment when consciousness returned to the tunnel, Lei Zhentian exuded a warm body, and there was a deep resentment from the soul.

However, in this frustrating battle, he at least understood one thing, that is, "In such a challenge of breaking through the barriers, the so-called rules are no rules, and if you want to survive in such a disproportionate and fair challenge, you must do everything you can!—!"

All three views were shattered before his eyes. I have to admit that Lei Zhentian was almost on the verge of madness. When he was trapped in the black and white God's perspective, witnessing himself being chopped up, he swore, "I will definitely come back to take revenge!!!"
Chapter completed!