Chapter 794: Strong on the Outside, but Weak on the Inside

Feng Danian looked at the arrow first, then at the person who was shot through.

In a short moment, his neck was almost twisted.

It was a barbarian!

It was a barbarian who died!

What happened?

Because of the surprise, his steps slowed down a bit.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Arrows kept flying from behind the barbarian.

Someone was chasing the barbarian!

At this time, looking at the faces of the barbarians, they were ferocious, and they were struggling unwillingly at the last moment of death.

A delicate and sharp voice came into his ears.

"Encircle the left and right, don't let any of them go!"

In an instant, several horses were separated from both sides.

On the tall horses, the boys who stood on the stirrups and shot bows and lowered their waists to try to stick to the horse's back.

The wind blew from behind them, taking away the slight heat caused by excitement.

These slight coolness gradually calmed them down, like a patient wolf pack, gathering, cooperating, following, encircling, blocking, and killing one by one!

The fierce wolves outside the pass entered the pass, but encountered a pack of wolves that was more ferocious than them.

Well-trained and tacitly understood.

Surrounding the point and attacking the reinforcements, they bit the Western Rong who had just looted a village.

It can only be said that compared with the Northern Rong, the Western Rong is just a showpiece, which will break with a poke.

After not fighting for a few years, the skills on horseback are still there, but facing the enemy who suddenly rushed out, the response is a little bit worse, and there are even empty arrows.

This discovery made Yan Yu very excited.

What does this prove? It proves that the King of Qi has raised these Western Rong half-wasted!

With the supply of Western Rong and abundant food and grass, there has been no large-scale friction at the border of Xizhou for several years.

This person is easy to slack off after being comfortable for a long time.

Even if there is ambition, it is the ambition of the superiors. Such a low-level barbarian team can best show the overall combat effectiveness of the Western Rong.

Yan Yu suddenly felt that even if Xizhou had the Western Rong as a strong foreign helper, it was not to be feared.

I don't know if King Qi knows that the outwardly strong man he brought here is a bit weak inside.

This time Yan Er led the troops out, and the Boy Scouts were the main force.

He had to admit that his daughter's training was very effective. At least he saw omnipotence in these children.

Well, it might be a bit exaggerated.

That's what I mean. It's okay if it's roughly the same.

They are at the age of being good at learning, and under the influence of Xiao Er, they like to summarize gains and losses and analyze and study.

They have practiced archery very well. After being introduced to riding by adults, they kept communicating with each other, from lying on the horse's back to avoid being blown by the wind, to not lying down, just sticking a little, clamping the horse's back with their legs, and being able to stand up from the leaning position at any time, and then being able to hook the stirrups with their feet and twist them a circle to make them tighter, so that their short legs can stick tightly to the horse and stand more steadily...

And they counted the number of steps when the horse was running, and shot arrows at a fixed number of beats, so as to avoid mistakes caused by ups and downs.

In the encounter with this group of Xirong, the performance of the Boy Scouts dazzled Yan Er's eyes.

I knew that these children would be useful, but I didn't expect that they would be so useful.

"It's Xiao Er..." Feng Danian's two hands loosened involuntarily.

The old lady of the Feng family on his back slid down.

"Da Nian! Da Nian! What's wrong with you?" Aunt Feng didn't know what her son was crazy about, and shouted anxiously.

"It's Xiao Er, mother! They are coming, it's them! Hahahaha! We don't have to run." Feng Danian raised his arms and shouted: "Fellow villagers, come back soon! It's Xiao Er, the Xiao Er of the Yan family!"

Yan Lao Er:...

It's really clear when you are close.

I really want to hear it.

You only know Xiao Er, where is Xiao Er's father Yan Lao Er?

Such a big living person ran over, didn't you see it?

When he was about to get close to his face, he tightened the reins just right, and Da Hei braked beautifully.

It's a pity that such showmanship was shown to the blind, and no one could understand it.

"Cousin Fengda!" Yan Laoer asked with a stern face, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Feng Danian had a feeling of surviving a disaster. He rarely smiled, but now his face was full of wrinkles. "Yan Er, no, General Yan, you're here too!"

Yan Laoer: I don't like it, what do you mean I'm here too?

I came first, then Xiaoer came.

No matter how you look at it, I came first, then Xiaoer!

Yan Laoer decided to do something to blind cousin Fengda's eyes.

He raised his bow, squinted one eye, aimed the other, and the bow moved with the closest Xirong to him.

Originally, he was not in a hurry, trying to hit with one arrow.

But he saw Luo's Sitie standing up from the horse's back with a rub, and almost subconsciously, Yan Laoer tightened the bowstring!

Whoosh!

An arrow flew out.

Yan Laoer went from annoyance to surprise.

The last moment, it seemed to be off!

The next moment, Wahahaha didn't miss too far and shot at Gou Manzi's leg.

The man was in pain and subconsciously tightened the reins.

The horse under him slowed down.

In order to make up for the deviation of his arrow.

Yan Laoer shouted with great momentum: "Leave one alive!"

Si Tie quickly looked for the next target, whoosh! An arrow flew out and hit the back of the vest.

He put away the bow, changed the hand shield, and rode to the vicinity of the man shot by Yan Laoer. Seeing the right moment, he threw a shield and hit the back of the man's neck.

The unlucky man fell to the ground.

Several guys who were supporting him approached with bright eyes, and quickly pulled the unlucky guy off the horse and tied him up.

Da Gouzi and Si Tie dragged the man to Yan Laoer.

The two children looked at him with bright eyes.

"General, you want to live!"

The two boys stood upright, clenching their fists and hitting their chests.

Yan Laoer: Don’t tell me, my daughter looks really exciting with this move.

He cleared his throat and straightened his back quietly: "Well done, I will give you a small credit."

"Hee hee!" The big dog grinned sillyly: "General, how much credit can I save to learn crafts from you?"

Sitie also looked at him expectantly.

Yan Laoer was very pleased.

Look, this is the craftsman.

The inheritance is orderly, from generation to generation.

The children were interested in his hoof-trimming skills more than just a day or two.

The village was full of donkeys, mules, cattle and horses, and no animal with long hooves could stay away from him.

What a group of good, discerning boys.

"Hahaha! When you get back from this trip, call other boys who want to learn and come to my house together. Let's make an agreement first. I am very busy, general. I will only teach you once. Whether you can learn it or not depends on your understanding."

This is how his uncle taught him. This is how he needs to learn a craft to remember it solidly.

At this time, this group of barbarians who were causing trouble in the pass were at the end of their game, and there were only a few left alive.

Yan Laoer looked from a distance and saw his daughter fighting on the front line.

One arrow for one, two arrows for one pair.

Envious and proud!

This is accurate, tsk tsk!

It's his daughter hehehe!

Feng Danian watched on the edge until his blood boiled.

It seemed like I was back on the battlefield that day.

As the Guanzhou Army rushed to kill, the rear army had a short and unforgettable day. (End of chapter)