Chapter 227 The Power of the Great General

In Holy Eagle's view, eighty miles away, a Xianbei army was besieging a refugee team.

This kind of situation is not uncommon in today's Liao team, and it is not a big deal. Generally, Shangji can be rescued and will send troops to support it. If the distance is too far or the refugees have no hope of holding on until the reinforcements arrive, Shangji will simply pretend that they did not see it.

But there is no refugee team that is worthy of discussion.

After observing with Shengying, Shang Ji found that the Xianbei army participating in the attack had a total of 7,000 people, and there were tens of thousands of refugees.

Among the tens of thousands of refugees, less than a thousand are capable of fighting, and the rest are either old, weak, sick, or ordinary farmers, whose actual combat effectiveness is negligible.

And with such weak force, the ability to resist the attack of the 7,000 Xianbei army depends entirely on the might of one general.

This general is holding a red blazing sun spear, two black short halberds on his back, a pair of red longbows hanging from his waist, wearing a treasure armor, and a black BMW under his crotch. He also draws his bow and nocks an arrow, and every arrow shot will surely cause the enemy to fall from his horse, which is extremely powerful.

Shang Ji asked himself that his strength was not as good as this general, and he even had a feeling in his heart that even if Liu Yi broke out with all his strength, he would be far from being the opponent of this general.

Relying on the support of this general, a thousand mobs whose average strength is less than the third rank can barely contend against seven thousand Xianbei cavalry!

If it weren't for the poor combat effectiveness of the soldiers under his command, if it wasn't for the tens of thousands of refugees who needed to be taken care of, this general might not be incapable of leading his army to break out of the encirclement.

But even so, the enemy did not dare to approach too much due to the general's extraordinary archery skills, especially the Xianbei leader hid under heavy guards, and did not dare to show his shadow. The two sides actually entered a relative stalemate .

Of course, this stalemate is not good for the refugees. Now the Liao army is completely dominated by Xianbei people in the field, and other Xianbei troops may support them at any time. In addition, this general is brave, but he is alone after all.

It would be easy for him to break out of the siege, but if he wanted to protect the tens of thousands of refugees, he would have no skills at all.

"This strong man." Taking advantage of the gap between the Xianbei army's offensive, an old man with white beard and hair bowed tremblingly and bowed, and said sincerely to the general: "We have done our best to protect the strong man so far. Big, we can only drag down the strong man, please let the strong man break through as soon as possible!"

The general hurriedly helped the old man up: "Don't do this, old man, I'm so upset. Haven't we already sent someone to ask for help? Presumably the nearby reinforcements will come soon, so there is no need for the old man to worry!"

The old man smiled miserably when he heard the words: "Don't lie to the strong man. If the government really cared about our lives, how could the war have developed to this point? The strong man should break through early, and don't kill the strong man for us untouchables!"

The general fell silent when he heard the words, how could he not know that there were no reinforcements? It's just that I can't bear to give up these tens of thousands of refugees like this, and I want to comfort them, who would have thought that this old man is also knowledgeable, knowing that it is impossible to have any reinforcements under the current situation.

"Shhhhhhhhhh~"

Suddenly there was the sound of a rain of arrows, the general immediately got up and turned around, and saw a rain of arrows coming from the Xianbei people.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang!" The spear danced violently, and all the arrows near the general were knocked away, and none of the refugees behind him was injured!

However, there was only one general after all, and there were bursts of desolate screams in the area that he could not protect.

"Protect the old, the young, women and children!" the general shouted immediately, and the thousands of militiamen also obeyed and stepped forward to resist the rain of arrows.

However, the equipment of the militiamen is quite poor. The armor is mainly made of rattan armor and bamboo armor, and the shields are mostly wooden shields. They are unable to protect themselves. How can they protect the safety of tens of thousands of refugees?

Under the rain of arrows, the militiamen and refugees suffered heavy casualties!

"Bastard!" The general shouted angrily, jumped on his horse for life, and flew towards the Xianbei army.

On the way of charging, he took out the long bow at his waist, bent the bow and set up an arrow to shoot rapidly. I saw the general's arms flashed for a while, and the buzzing sound of the bowstring vibrated together,

In an instant, the six pots of arrows on the horse were exhausted.

The general alone shot out the rain of arrows that only happens when the army shoots in salvo!

Such superb archery is rare in the world!

The Xianbei soldiers at the front turned over as if they were being shot by heavy machine guns, and fell down a lot.

The arrows were exhausted, and the general's momentum remained undiminished. With a turn of his hand, the longbow was put in the bow bag, and the long spear was taken out. The horse jumped, flew directly over the fallen Xianbei corpse, and rushed into the enemy group.

"what!!!"

The general roared angrily, and the shadow of the spear shot out like a dragon spear, with him as the center, the enemy troops within ten feet nearby were either killed or injured.

"Quick back!" Without the leader's order, the nearby Xianbei soldiers immediately scattered, scrambling to stay away from the killing god.

"Whoosh~"

There was another rain of arrows, but this rain of arrows was not aimed at the generals who showed great power, but the refugees who had no resistance in the distance.

"Ahhh!"

A scream came to the general's ears. The general looked up, but saw that the refugees had suffered heavy casualties, and the old man who had persuaded him to break out just now had also fallen into a pool of blood.

"I want you to die!" The general's eyes turned red immediately, and he roared angrily, a burst of yellow light covered his whole body, and countless powerful and killing moves were used one after another.

"Shoot! Quickly shoot!" The Xianbei commander hidden in the army roared angrily with a frenzied face. As he spoke, he shot an arrow at the refugees himself.

Although the generals are invincible, they did not change the whole situation much.

The Xianbei soldiers didn't bother with him at all. Once he rushed there, the Xianbei army there would immediately disperse, killing at most dozens of unlucky people who had no time to escape each time.

But the Xianbei army has a total of 7,000 people, and this loss is not worth mentioning at all.

The refugee side is different. Every time the Xianbei people's arrow rain can be called a disaster.

"Strong man! I'll help you!"

In the distance, Shang Ji galloped on a fast horse, roared, and joined the battle with his gun.

Through Shengying's observation, Shang Ji had already discovered the crisis of the situation here, and he couldn't control it so much. He hurriedly explained to Guo Biao, and immediately killed him alone.

"Huh?" The general who was killing the Quartet was overjoyed when he heard the words, looked for his reputation, and found that only Shang Ji rushed over alone, and was immediately a little discouraged.

He is confident that his martial arts are rare in the world, but he has nothing to do with the current situation, he can only try his best to avenge the villagers. Even if the comer is a general who is more powerful than himself, it will not have much impact on the overall situation.

He was even a little worried about the safety of those who came. Not everyone has the strength to run amok in the army. If Shang Ji died in the chaos because of rash attack, it would be a crime.

"Just stand up, I'll help you!"

The general shouted, and immediately patted his horse and killed in the direction of Shang Ji.