Injury is a very common thing for Chen Xing. In the face of the double-layer cold-forged armor defense, the seven arrows at a distance did not penetrate deep into the heart, and only penetrated half an inch of the flesh.

He used the fastest speed to dodge the big tree and gave a pause gesture to his teammates who had already supported him.

He was signaling his soldiers not to act rashly.

He found that he was wrong, not ambushing, but encountering the enemy's large army by chance.

He hid behind the big tree and gasped hard.

He looked at his head a little and immediately shrank back, because a black and gray triangular arrow was getting bigger and bigger in his horizon!

The arrow broke out on his mask, and a spark was shining with golden light in his eyes!

Very accurate! I almost cummed on my face head-on!

It was so dangerous! I almost died under the arrow.

Is the other party's arrow so accurate? It comes to your eyes?

But he quickly dispelled his doubts, because the arrows scattered around his tree like rain, and penetrated deeply into the snow.

The tail feather slowly trembled in the snow.

This wave of arrow rain scared Chen Xing so much that he stood up suddenly, hiding behind the tree and trembling, because the nearest arrow fell at his feet.

Chen Xing was completely stupid.

Have you broken into the enemy's central army? Is it so intensive to shoot so hard to kill me, a person who is suspected to be a scout?

He did not let his subordinates do too much action, in order to save his life and to let the enemy relax his vigilance.

Let the other party mistakenly think that he is a scout, not a regular army.

Scouts are usually composed of extremely elite soldiers, and it is extremely difficult to kill. If you dispatch more than a dozen people, you may not be able to play with a scout who is familiar with the terrain.

Moreover, most of the scouts are clever people. They just find a grass nest and lie down. The enemy may find nothing after searching for a long time.

Killing a scout often costs a great price. A general marching cannot be done to track the scout because it is not worth the loss.

It is difficult to conceal the traces of large-scale marches and are easily detected. Although there are countless footprints on the snowy ground, the efforts to kill a scout are not proportional to the harvest.

Based on conventional judgment, he made a choice and he didn't want the other party to know that he had many people nearby.

Otherwise, more golden men will deal with themselves.

But the reaction of the Jin army was obviously not in line with common sense, because he just looked at the enemy behind Shanbao.

There are many people!

This is the enemy's large force! At least a team of ten thousand people!

And he saw a team of 100 people separated from the main force and came in his direction.

Oops!

Chen Xing gasped and waited until the next round of arrow rain fell beside him, and he ran forward with force.

He rolled hard, rolled over the valley in front of him, and landed on the back slope.

It's safe.

"call!"

Chen Xing gave me a long breath and said in an extremely low voice, "Ambushes! Pull out the arrow on my back."

A friend immediately raised his hand, then turned his palm down and pressed hard.

Many soldiers from the Jiesheng Army, seeing the instructions from their relatives, immediately lay on the ground, quickly lifted some snow on themselves, and buried their own in the shadows.

"hiss!"

Chen Xing moaned hard, and the arrow pulled out of the arrow brought out a lot of blood. The arrow film he pulled out made him frown and let out a few painful roars.

There were at least ten arrows on his back! He looked extremely embarrassed, like a hedgehog, but he couldn't laugh.

The arrow was not very deep, so he asked him to dig out the arrow.

If the arrow is very deep, the arrow shaft will be cut off on the battlefield so that the arrow shaft will not affect your actions.

The rumbling sound of horse hooves gradually became clear, and the 100-man team dispatched by the Jin people were approaching quickly.

Chen Xing glanced at the formation of the Jin Man enviously.

People who grew up on horseback can ride horses in winter, but the Song people do not have this ability.

He glanced at the soldiers behind him. His own group of people just couldn't ride horses. But they had the same passion as fire, iron revenge, the belief in victory, and a fully equipped armored armor.

During this expedition to the new land of Goryeo, the official gave him a total of 10,000 pairs of brand new armor.

These hundred soldiers who followed him out of the city were all soldiers in full suits!

He felt that iron armor was the most reassuring.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand high, and stretched out three fingers.

The Hundred Houses Headed by the Jin people saw Chen Xing covered in blood under the tree, and two scouts were beside Chen Xing.

Sure enough, it was a three-person scout and reconnaissance team. There were only three people on the other side, and there were a whole hundred people on his side!

And there are thirty heavy cavalrymen Tiefutu!

The Jin people suffered a great loss under the Sancai formation of the Song Dynasty. After a year of training, the Jin people also learned this simple and efficient small-scale combat formation.

That's why there are thirty cavalrymen in the 100-man team.

One hundred to three!

Win sure!

Chen Xing bent one of his fingers and stretched out two fingers into the sky!

The Jinren Hundred Houses General saw Chen Xing's actions clearly and always felt a little confused. Is this counting down his own death?

Does the Han people feel very ritualistic even if they die?!

What a strange race.

He raised the spear in his hand and clamped it hard. He only needed a charge to turn the other party into candied haws. Just like in the past, the other party would continue to struggle at the tip of his gun.

There is a back hook on the tip of your gun, which will hook the opponent's ribs and drag them for hundreds of meters, and then the opponent will die in his drag!

It will even drag the ribs in the other person's entire chest cavity out!

The dazzling and blood-filled picture kept echoing in his mind, and the Song people in front of him would die tragically at the tip of his gun!

Those two followers will die exactly under their own guns!

All the Song people, including the Emperor of the Song Dynasty who was said to be Yan Luo, would also die tragically under the tip of their own guns!

The Song people! They all die!

He raised the spear in his hand, and the tip of the gun reflected the light of the bleak frozen sun in winter.

"drink!"

He shouted!

All the soldiers followed their hundred families and held up their spears!

The Jin people's cavalry followed their hundreds of households and shouted loudly, "Kill!"

The loud shouts, mixed with the sound of horse hooves of iron hooves, were heard from afar in the ice and snow, and birds were shocked by the forest, and a group of birds screamed and left the branches. The sound was like a crow,

The Jin man's iron cavalry brought countless snow mists and slowly floated behind the hundreds of horsemen.

"Baji."

The golden man's horse hooves trampled to death a rabbit was frightened by the momentum of the cavalry.

The cavalry on the horse shook a little, stabilizing his figure.

Chen Xing looked at the other party's clever riding skills and gently curled the corner of his mouth, bent down a finger in his hand again.

A finger pointed at the sky.

The Jin cavalry also put down the spear in their hands. Through the hole in Senluo's mask, they could see the other party's bloodshot, bloodthirsty and cruel eyes.

In their eyes, the Song people in front of them were already dead. They only needed the charge of their own 100-man team. These three people would not even leave their last words!

Chen Xing finally bent his last finger.

His fist, with cage hands, and with reflection, stretched straight and powerfully into the sky! Just like his unbending spine!

"Click."

Jikuan's voice rang behind Chen Xing!

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Chapter completed!