"Cha!" "Cha!" "Cha!" Zhang Liao waved the spear in his hand like a windmill, and quickly flew dozens of long arrows that were coming. Then he quickly found a gap. The spear suddenly stabbed out, and seven cold and sharp gun auras extended forward. Two "Cha" and two more tripping ropes were cut.

It's great, there are less than 150 steps away to break through this annoying "trip rope formation"! The archers of Liu Bei's army are obviously set up in conjunction with these trip ropes, using ropes to block the advance of the cavalry, and then using archers to kill. According to Zhang Liao's observation and estimate, the number of Liu Jun archers ambushed in the city tower and the buildings on both sides of the street is about three to four thousand, which should be all the archers in Shouchun City. In other words, as long as you can pass this level and get rid of the entanglement of these archers, relying on the combat power and maneuver power of your cavalry, even if you encounter other close enemy troops, whether you fight or walk, the initiative can be taken into your own hands. In this way, the hope of escape can be greatly increased! Thinking of this, a little joy flashed in Zhang Liao's eyes.

At this moment, more than ten long arrows rushed towards Zhang Liao. He was the first to open the way forward and had already become the main shooting target of Liu Bei's archers. Zhang Liao was completely distracted and waved his spear into a windmill shape again, intending to fly the arrows like before. But soon, Zhang Liao discovered that the situation was wrong this time. Among the more than ten long arrows whistling, there seemed to be one or two arrows with the speed and strength of the two arrows obviously exceeded that of other arrows, and the arrows were not close to each other, which made people feel a sense of trembling.

"No, I can't stop it!" When he noticed the danger, two long arrows of eagle-feathered with strong spiral energy were attacking, and the distance between them was less than two steps. Zhang Liao knew that under such circumstances, he would never be able to fly these two extraordinary long arrows. He must be unable to block them, so he could dodge them. Although he did not look back, Zhang Liao could sense that the two long arrows were attacking from top to bottom, not flat shots. If he bends down, he might not escape the difficulty of penetrateing his chest. In desperation, Zhang Liao gritted his teeth and clamped the horse's abdomen with his legs, and his body quickly flashed to the right.

"Yes!" A long arrow that originally hit Zhang Liao's neck almost flew over his face and penetrated straight into the bluestone road on the street. The arrow was half an inch into the stone. What a powerful arrow. If it was really shot into the neck, it would be lifeless. But before Zhang Liao could feel lucky, another long arrow with a slightly slow speed was already hitting his left arm hard. Driven by the strong spiral energy, the arrow easily pierced the armor on his arm, penetrated the flesh and bones, and penetrated the arm four inches horizontally before stopping the force.

"Uh!" Zhang Liao couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. The violent pain like an explosion made the spear almost lose his hand. Awesome! There was such an arrow master in Liu Bei's army. Even if this person's shooting skills were not inferior to the famous sharpshooters of Cao's army, Xu Huang and Li Tong, who was the sacred person. But Zhang Liao had no chance to turn around and observe, and more than ten long arrows were already close. Due to the severe damage to his left arm, it was impossible to block such an arrow with just one right arm in a hurry. Zhang Liao gritted his teeth and handed the spear to the injured left arm, and hurriedly hooked the war horse's neck with his right hand, clamped the horse's body with his legs, and hid under the horse's body.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" Although the war horse, who sensed danger through instinct, did its best to dodge, the space for dodging was too narrow, and it was still shot by three long arrows: the horse's thigh and hind legs hit one arrow, but the most fatal one was the arrow that penetrated the neck. In just a moment, blood was like a spring in the arrow, and the vitality of the war horse that penetrated the aorta of the neck quickly disappeared. The originally bright eyes gradually became darker, and the strong horse's body shook for a few steps and fell down.

Before the war horse fell to the ground, Zhang Liao had already jumped away from the belly of the horse. When he fell back to the ground, Zhang Liao supported his body with a gun in his right hand, staring at the war horse that was gradually disappearing in the constant twitching. The pain in his heart was simply unpleasant. After following him for a full ten years, the good horse that was in harmony with his partner was killed here today... But at this time, it is not suitable to be sad. Trying to lead the soldiers under his command to break through is the most important thing. Quickly pack up and endured the severe pain in his left arm, Zhang Liao stood up and rushed forward. The spear in his right hand danced rapidly. For a moment, the gun was radiant within 4 feet of his body and the wind and rain were not penetrated - the huge pain in his body made Zhang Liao burst out with unprecedented combat power.

"Follow closely! Follow me out!" Accompanied by Zhang Liao's roar, one tripping rope after another was cut off by a spear and lost its effectiveness. Inspired by Zhang Liao's courage, the cavalry of Cao's army rushed forward bravely, and in an instant, they advanced more than a hundred steps, and they were about to break through the "tripping rope formation"!

Awesome guy! In such a critical situation, he could dodge the two "deadly" eagle feather arrows he thought were sure to win, but he only got an arrow in his arm. What's even more amazing is that the left arm was injured, and he could still be so brave with just one right arm! Is this person Zhang Liao? Wei Yan's eyes on Zhang Liao's actions just now. Although he was hostile, he still couldn't help but feel a little admiration for his bravery and bloodiness.

"Click!" The last rope was cut off by the gun air. Zhang Liao raised his eyes and looked forward. There seemed to be no barrier in front of him for more than a hundred steps. He couldn't help but feel a hint of joy. Finally rushed out!

"General, get on the horse!" A captain of Cao's army who was following closely behind stretched out his right hand to Zhang Liao and shouted loudly.

Zhang Liao quickly changed his spear, and quickly strode with his right hand. He grabbed the opponent's hand and then used his strength to turn it onto the horse. He sat behind the captain Cao Jun. Then he looked back and yelled at the cavalry behind him, "Accelerate quickly... Stay away from the range of the archer as soon as possible!"

In fact, it is not without Zhang Liao's words that the Cao army's cavalry had already been terrified of this hell-like street, and wished they could fly away from here with their wings. The long arrows were densely packed like rain but they could not hide. The lives of countless companions were harvested by the rain of arrows, but they had no power to fight back. Since entering the city, they had lost at least 1,500 cavalry. Now they finally got rid of the tripping rope that bound their hands and feet. They all looked excited, clamped their horses' belly and galloped.

Seeing that the "trip-horse formation" was broken through, Wei Yan was not disappointed, but instead showed a smile on his face. He did not look at the Cao army cavalry that was about to go away, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers below, enter the house and put the 'resisted horse' (note: wooden equipment used to build defensive positions in ancient times. The sharpened wooden sticks were tied into crosses and then formed into long platoons, mainly used to block the cavalry, so they were called severing horses) and lifted them out and blocked the streets! The archers paused their shooting and rectified the archer's pouch first. After obeying my orders, they would attack!"

The Cao army cavalry rushed east for more than 300 steps, but did not encounter any obstacles. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that there were no obstacles like a tripping horse in front, so they rode their horses to increase the speed to the fastest. But just as the Cao army cavalry advanced less than 200 steps at full speed, a sudden change occurred.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the dozens of cavalry rushing in front, including Zhang Liao, felt the road suddenly sinking, and the people and horses fell into somewhere. Although the other cavalry following knew that the situation was not good, they could not stop because of their speed, and they fell one after another.

"Ah~uh~!" The man screamed and the wretched sounds of war horses one after another, but then he quickly returned to silence.

After a while, the terrified cavalry of Cao finally stopped the momentum of rushing forward and stalked the horses and looked forward in horror. When they entered their eyes, they saw three huge pits that crossed the entire street, about two meters wide and more than one and a half meters deep. The three series pits were closely connected, less than one foot apart. What was even more terrifying was that countless sharp guns were erected in the pit. Most of the nearly two hundred cavalrymen who fell into the pit were shot several times or even dozens of guns, and died immediately. Only a few 200 people, who were lucky enough to be blocked by the bodies of their horses and companions, avoiding the vital points of their bodies.

"Damn it! What other ghost traps are there?" Zhang Liao stood with a gun at the connection between the first and the second pits, his hair and beard were wide open, his eyes were red, and he cursed hatefully. The moment he fell into the pit, Zhang Liao sensed the danger. During the fall, he pushed his seat with his right hand and took the power to get out of the air, then lit the horse's back, and jumped to the point where he landed at the connection between the two pits, avoiding a disaster.
Chapter completed!