Chapter 1008 Sharpshooter

The sky was getting brighter, and Wu Yi and others who were marching in the night were just taking a short rest. They were all sharp-eyed and sharp-eared. Although they were dirty and looked like savages, they heard the drums and roared and ran towards the top of the city.

As mentioned before, this was a thorough military adventure, but even if we knew it, we had to do it, because only by moving forward could we survive.

Infected by the rumbling drums and the endless shouts around him, Wu Yi had forgotten his identity and his other goals. At this moment, there was only one goal, that was victory.

It must be said that this was the infectious power of the battlefield. The power of an individual was not worth mentioning in front of this magnificent battle.

As the commander of the army, Wu Yi could dispatch from behind, but he did not do so. Instead, he chose to rush to the front of the team. At this moment, even if it added a little hope of victory, Wu Yi would not give up.

The galloping war horses brought a rapid impact, and the cold wind in the face seemed to tear people's faces apart. But in the roar of the crowd, the piercing pain was the source of pleasure.

The Rinan tribe was a nomadic people after all, and defending the city was not their strong point. When they found Wu Yi and his men, they opened the gate, and a group of people and horses roared out to fight with Wu Yi and his men.

If the cavalry collided, if the warhorse could not avoid it, the horse head would be crushed into pieces under the violent collision, and the soldiers sitting on the horse head would fall down, their bones and muscles would be broken, and they would be disabled if they did not die. At the beginning of the war, the two sides were almost one for one.

Wu Yi, sitting on the horse, abandoned his own archery and picked up the Tiger Roar Knife. When fighting, he avoided the opponent's blade, and then he only needed to lift the handle lightly, remember not to hold it hard.

The galloping horse has a strong enough impact force. If you try to hold it tightly, you will be knocked down by the huge inertia. You only need to gently control the direction of the blade, and then you will find that the solid human bones, under the huge impact force, are like tofu, easily separated, as if there is no resistance, and you don’t need to exert any strength at all.

The sharp arrow formation headed by Wu Yi is obviously more solid. After breaking through the opponent’s formation, they fought twice and beat the opponent back into the city, and dared not return.

I don’t know if it’s because of my combat experience when I was practicing Taoism that I am more sensitive to crises, or because of my magnificent luck and invulnerability to evil.

In short, Wu Yi didn’t suffer any damage in several charges, but killed many enemies with his own hands, and the hot blood splashed on his face, like a Shura.

Sometimes, you have to admit that luck is very important on the battlefield. Some soldiers with infinite strength and unparalleled shooting skills have not survived a few wars. On the contrary, those ordinary or even mediocre people have survived bloody battles again and again.

After the cavalry won the battle, the infantry took advantage of the situation to climb the city with a hook rope. If there were a cloud ladder, the cloud ladder would be the best choice, but it was not easy to build a cloud ladder, and Wu Yi did not have so much time at the moment, so he could only use a hook rope instead.

The scouts wandering around the city also told Wu Yi the news that the messenger had been sent out from the city. It goes without saying where the messenger went. Wu Yi had little time left.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yi dismounted, and his left and right hands held the tiger roar knife. He held a large bow and a rope on his waist and also joined the team climbing the city.

When approaching the city, the left and right hands held a shield for Wu Yi. Wu Yi opened his bow and shot down the Sunan tribe defenders standing on the top of the city like shooting birds.

The other side also saw that Wu Yi's identity was extraordinary, and focused on this place. Facts proved that Wu Yi was unscathed before, it was just a matter of probability. After shooting more than ten arrows, a cold arrow hit Wu Yi's right arm and penetrated into the shoulder blade.

This arrow can be said to have crippled Wu Yi. Whether he was shooting arrows or holding a sword, he felt a deep pain in his bones.

Wu Yi looked in the direction from which the arrow flew and found a familiar figure. He had seen this person beside the chief of the five tribes in Langyankou. This was a tall and thin man with bronze skin. He was probably no less than two meters tall, with arms to his knees and a large bow, which was rare in the world.

When Wu Yi first saw this person, he knew that he was a tough target. He didn't expect it to be true. The opponent's archery skills were extraordinary. He could have aimed at Wu Yi's neck, but he shot Wu Yi's shoulder, which seemed to be teasing Wu Yi.

Wu Yi pulled out the horizontal sword with his left hand and chopped it down with a knife, cutting off the arrow. The part that penetrated into the shoulder blade was not taken out, and then an arrow was shot back.

The opponent sneered, drew his bow and put an arrow on it. The bowstring shook, like thunder exploding, three arrows in a row, the first arrow collided with Wu Yi's arrow, the two arrows broke apart, the second and third arrows rotated with each other, one arrow aimed at the heart, and the other arrow aimed at the chest. Wu Yi raised his knife and chopped down the two arrows.

And the opponent then shot five, seven, and nine arrows, as if he would not feel tired at all. Wu Yi could still protect himself, but the casualties around him were not small.

Wu Yi had no choice but to withdraw temporarily. Damn it, how could a mortal reach this level?

Leaving the range covered by the opponent's arrows, Wu Yi bit the rag, almost without any protection, and pulled out the arrowhead that penetrated into the shoulder blade. Wu Yi was sweating profusely from the pain.

"I must avenge this arrow!" Wu Yi gritted his teeth and swore.

"He is the best archer in the Rinan tribe. He was born in a humble family and has no name or surname. The tribe leader gave him the name Sunset!" Yu Wuci was born in the Rinan tribe and knew a little about this sharpshooter. Although the other party has been protecting the tribe leader for many years and is not very famous, the fact that he is qualified to protect the tribe leader proves his strength.

"Sunset, you are so arrogant! Look at me killing him." Although he said so, there is no doubt that the other party deserves this title, and Wu Yi is just talking nonsense.

With this perverted sharpshooter guarding Tianlang City, it is so difficult to break through. Wu Yi lit up thick smoke at the upwind side, trying to confuse the opponent's sight. In fact, the opponent was able to identify the position by sound.

Leaving behind hundreds of corpses, the second offensive failed again.

How could this happen? If he couldn't take Tianlang City before sunset, his trip would be a joke. He was entangled by the returning Rinan army, and maybe his life would be left here. It was originally a surprise attack, and it was a pity to lose the word "surprise".

"Sunset is arrogant and conceited, and has a very bad relationship with his colleagues. If the commander verbally insults him and proposes a duel, he will definitely not refuse!"

When Wu Yi couldn't think of a solution, Yu Wuci made his own suggestion.

"Are you serious?" Yu Wuci was probably worried that Wu Yi had a moral problem, so he only brought it up when Wu Yi failed and had no other options.

But Wu Yi was a man who would do anything to win! He was delighted to hear this and immediately arranged for someone to do it.