Chapter 780 Beheading
People kept falling.
The enemy's formation became more and more chaotic.
Yan Yu's side pursued them relentlessly.
The casualties caused by this pursuit were more than the previous night raid on the camp.
Without the stumbling blocks of new recruits, the scouts could show their true strength.
They would deliberately stagger their horses to give each other a chance to shoot arrows.
They would also subconsciously wait for their friends to finish shooting arrows before quickly shooting.
There was no need for Yan Yu to command them, and they rode their horses at full speed from both sides, forming a flanking force.
"They are going into the woods!" the child at the front of the right wing shouted loudly.
Yan Yu did not hesitate.
"Get off the horse and enter the woods!"
The resistance of the Xizhou Army was within her expectations.
People can often burst out extraordinary potential in the face of death.
Those who can still follow Ding Jiao can be said to be the elites of the Xizhou Army.
The process of pursuit is like a big wave washing away the sand.
Those who are left, those who are alive, are the elite.
The mountains and forests are the easiest to hide traces.
If Yan Yu and his men were a little slower, they might miss the target.
Don’t think they were being chased like dogs at this time.
Once they entered the forest, these well-trained soldiers might be able to counterattack or even escape calmly.
Yan Yu had the most say in this regard.
She was the one who was chased in the forest.
Anxiety, tension, and sense of crisis soared! Adrenaline rose rapidly!
The stress response was to be sharp, focused, and do everything possible to survive!
At this moment, the forest in front of them was the final battlefield of life and death.
Wei San hesitated.
Don’t enter the forest when you meet it, and don’t chase the desperate enemy.
But they had both.
He wanted to remind them, but he didn’t expect Yan Xiaoer and his men to act so quickly.
I saw this group of guys quickly filling up their quivers, carrying an extra bamboo crossbow, checking the short knives and daggers on their leggings, lighting torches, and hanging ropes on their waists...
Wei San was just wondering why he brought the rope, and Yan Yu had already led people in.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
There was another sound of flying arrows.
Wei San gritted his teeth, ran at full speed, and entered the forest with his bow.
After running for a while, he saw several bodies of Xizhou soldiers lying on the ground.
Several familiar guys were shooting at a distance.
Hearing the noise, two of them turned their heads quickly, pulled their bowstrings to the full, and aimed the arrows at the direction of the person coming.
Seeing that it was Wei San, the two longbows lowered their heads and made a gesture to him.
Wei San understood.
This is one of the simplest basic gestures of the Boy Scouts.
[It’s safe here]
Wei San nodded to them and quickly followed the traces and sounds.
Finally caught up with the person in front.
There was a sparsely wooded area in front.
The afterglow of the waning moon cast a quiet and cold light.
Behind Yan Yu was an irregular arrangement of torches.
The jumping flames seemed to drive away the cold light and became more active.
Yan Yu’s eyes were fixed on the fleeing enemy, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
He raised his left hand and made a gesture.
Then he drew out the crossbow and shot rapidly.
He did not aim, but used rapid shooting to suppress the opponent's speed, so that the enemy could hide and evade, and delay for a moment.
The children behind him immediately cooperated and shot arrows to suppress the opponent.
Under Wei San's surprised eyes, five or six boys ran straight to the tree.
One stood below with his hands together and stepped on his feet, and one climbed up the tree quickly like a monkey.
The gesture made by the waiter just now was:
[Occupy the high ground]
The arrows falling from a high place easily hit the Xizhou soldiers hiding behind trees and rocks.
Three people, three bows.
Pour all the arrows in the quiver.
When the arrows were all shot, the quiver fell to the ground with a bang.
This action was like a signal.
Everyone rushed up on the spot at an accelerated speed.
Wei San was half a beat slower again.
Yan Yu kicked the wrist of the Xizhou soldier lying dead on the ground.
As expected, the long knife in the man's hand was kicked far away, and no one knew where it fell. Anyway, it was quite difficult to find.
A sound of "Ouch" only made Yan Yu raise his eyebrows, and his feet did not stop at all.
Then he heard a small muttering from behind:
"Another person is pretending to be dead."
"Hit him!"
"Hit them all, don't miss any!"
A noose flew over.
"Ah!"
It hit.
Several guys who were close pulled hard together, pulled the man into the range, and shot him to death!
Another noose flew out.
It didn't hit!
The child who threw the noose was not discouraged, and continued to throw it.
...
The strategy of pretending to be dead and escaping was obviously not working.
The few remaining Xizhou soldiers became more anxious.
The formation guarding Ding Jiao began to become less tight than before.
Moreover, a single deserter appeared!
Yan Yu saw this phenomenon and quickly made another gesture.
The children saw it clearly.
[Behead, charge, charge, charge]
The children were excited!
They ran desperately, and the arrows were shot whizzing, not relying on their eyes, but relying on their feelings.
What if they hit the target?
Their heads, that’s what Xiao Er emphasized when he taught them this gesture.
As long as you make this gesture, it’s a military achievement, a great military achievement.
The one in front is the enemy’s leader, why is it called beheading? It means to cut off the enemy’s leader.
Don’t think about anything, just charge!
Don’t care about the person who ran away, just shoot at the leader!
The fleeing Xizhou soldiers saw that he was running alone and no one was chasing him.
At the moment of life and death, who can care about anyone except themselves?
More and more people ran away.
Ding Jiao’s figure was finally clearly exposed.
Yan Yu felt that she was overtaken.
The torch that passed by her was very dazzling.
She suddenly reached out and snatched the torch.
The boy who was robbed was stunned for a moment, but fortunately he did not forget to run when he was stunned. He just looked at his empty hand blankly.
Yan Yu only had the torch in his hand for two seconds, staring at the target fiercely, and said, "Go!"
The torch was thrown out with force, dragging a long line of fire.
It was so fast that it made people's eyes blurry.
The sound of being hit was accompanied by a muffled groan.
Hit!
Yan Yu's eyes were amazingly bright!
Her sharp and bright little voice finally spoke: "Surround them, surround them! Shoot them to death!"
It's so unethical, bullying you for not having long-range weapons.
Ding Jiao endured the pain and quickly hid behind the person next to him.
The sound of several arrows entering the body.
Before the person next to him fell stiffly, he was grabbed by him and supported in front of him.
Blocking the killing arrows that kept flying over.
He didn't have much time left.
The group of child soldiers behind him were well-trained and well-coordinated.
He thought he could get rid of them in the forest, but he didn't expect these children to bite so tightly.
Even if he didn't want to believe it.
But today, he might not be able to escape.
There was a dull pain in his back and chest.
Ding Jiao felt that the blow from the torch might have hurt his internal organs.
At this moment, Ding Jiao thought a lot.
In the end, the idea of saving the green mountains and not worrying about the firewood to burn defeated everything else.
"Yan Erlang, stop it."
Ding Jiao shouted with heavy breath.
Even if he couldn't see his face clearly, Yan Yu could still hear the unwillingness in his voice.
"This general, I am willing to... surrender."
Yan Yu had already pulled the bow to its full length.
Ding Jiao hid behind the dead Xizhou soldier.
With her strength, it was no problem to shoot through two people.
Hearing this... (End of this chapter)