Chapter 6 Fighting in battle!Force plus one!

Pan Feng rode in the lead, followed by his two younger brothers.

When he was about eighty steps away from the enemy, Pan Feng immediately stopped and shouted: "Bend your bow and set your arrows, get ready!"

"Bend the bow and set the arrow, get ready!"

Liu Sandao immediately repeated, and shouted behind him.

Hearing this, the one hundred soldiers immediately took out their bows and arrows, ran forward, bent their bows and set up their arrows, aiming directly at the Yellow Turban Army under the city.

They were elite soldiers who had participated in battles, trained every day, and had sufficient experience in suppressing bandits. They were all good men who had seen blood.

"Fire arrows!"

With Pan Feng's sound, he fell down.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

All of a sudden, a hundred arrows flew together, rushed to the high sky, and then fell down again.

"what……"

"what!!!"

When the arrow rain fell, the Yellow Turban Army under the city wall fell dozens of people.

Some were shot directly, and some were shot in the body and lost their combat effectiveness.

However, the group of Yellow Turbans did not stop because of this wave of arrows, but continued to attack the city.

Seeing this, Pan Feng was not in a hurry. Winning more with less was going to consume the opponent's numbers first. If he could try not to engage in hand-to-hand combat, then try not to.

If it weren't for the fact that he really couldn't get too many horses, he would have wanted to directly form cavalry archers.

However, he also got a dozen horses to raise, and specially selected a dozen elites to form scouts, that is, spies.

Relying on their own bravery, coupled with the help of fast horses, the intelligence of these Yellow Turbans will naturally not be damaged.

"Nock the arrow!"

Seeing that the other party did not rush over, Pan Feng continued to give orders.

Hundreds of soldiers followed suit and bent their bows and arrows again.

"put!!!"

"Whizzing……"

Arrows came through the air one after another, and once again landed on the Yellow Turban soldiers under the city.

It is precisely because they are attacking the city that the number of people is relatively dense, which greatly increases the probability of the arrow being hit.

Two waves of arrows rained down, wounding and killing seven NO.80 Yellow Turban soldiers.

"Not good, the guys over there are shooting arrows at this side, can't they just be consumed like this!"

He Man, who was drinking and having fun, saw this scene, and his teeth itched with anger.

"Shuai Qu, I am willing to lead three thousand soldiers to defeat it!"

A yellow scarf leader cupped his fists in beckoning way.

"allow!"

He Man nodded, waved his big hand and said.

The top has already broken into the city wall, and the people below are also going up continuously.

It was only a matter of time before the city was destroyed, and it would be fine if the thousand-man troops over there hadn't come over. If they dared to approach now, they would be courting death.

"Here!"

The leader of the yellow scarf held a big knife and ran towards the front line.

yes, run.

Except for He Man who had a horse, none of the remaining generals had a horse.

"put!!!"

At this time, Pan Feng ordered again to let the hundred soldiers shoot arrows.

The arrow rain flew out, and after falling, shot more than 30 soldiers to death again.

Those who shot and killed were all elites of the Yellow Turban Army.

Because the old and the weak, women and children had already died in front, or they were waiting behind.

"Retract the bow and raise the gun! Return to the team!"

Pan Feng shouted.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
There was a sound, and the soldiers returned to the team in an orderly manner.

He didn't let these soldiers shoot arrows again, because archery consumes a lot of strength, they have already shot three arrows in a row, if they shoot more, it will definitely have an impact on the follow-up operations.

An ordinary archer can draw the bow twenty or thirty times in a row at most in a short period of time. After shooting twenty or thirty arrows in a row, his arms are weak, and he will not be able to fight for a few days.

Then, Pan Feng stared intently at the group of yellow turban thieves in front of him, suddenly put his legs on the horse, raised a spear with one hand, and shouted violently: "Kill!!!"

Holding a long gun in one hand, he took the lead.

If someone pays attention, he can find that his mount has double stirrups at the moment, and he doesn't need any superb riding skills to be able to free his hands on the horse's back.

"Come on!!!"

Following an order, thousands of soldiers shouted violently, like sharp arrows flying out, and fiercely headed towards the enemy!

At a distance of eighty steps, Pan Feng rode a horse and arrived in front of these yellow scarf soldiers in less than ten seconds.

The long spear stabbed viciously at a soldier under the horse. Taking advantage of the horse's momentum, the gun pierced straight into the chest of the Yellow Turban soldier. Pan Feng pulled out the gun, and then stabbed another Yellow Turban thief under the body.

"Hey! I am Liu Jie, a clan member of the Han Dynasty, and I am waiting to die!!!"

"I am General Xing Daorong of Lingling, you are not going to die!!!"

At this time, Liu Sandao and Xing Daorong, who were riding horses behind them, had also arrived.

The horses they were riding were not that good, but they were almost on the fast track, only a few seconds behind Pan Feng.

"The thief will go crazy! Let me, Xu Er, come and kill you!"

Suddenly, a man with a big knife appeared not far in front of him.

Pan Feng didn't panic in the slightest, with a pinch of his legs, the horse understood, and immediately moved towards the general.

As the saying goes, when you capture a thief, you capture the king first, and when you shoot a man, you shoot a horse first.

"Investigate."

Name: Xu Er

Force: 14
Intelligence: 25
Stamina: 23
Command: 1
Seeing this, Pan Feng didn't panic in the slightest, he swung the spear in his hand left and right, and in just a short moment, he beheaded several yellow scarf thieves who dared to try to stop him.

"I am Pan Feng, the unparalleled general, and the bandit chief will die!!!"

Pan Feng yelled violently, and took the head of the yellow scarf leader with the spear in his hand.

Seeing this, the leader of the yellow scarf didn't dodge. He was going to take the spear hard, but saw his hands holding the sword.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and a piece of the tip of the spear in Pan Feng's hand snapped off, while the yellow scarf leader flew straight out and hit the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, his eyes glazed over, and he seemed to be dead.

"Hiss, he actually killed the wrestler Xu Er with one move!!!"

"Run!"

The yellow turban thieves around immediately widened their eyes and avoided Pan Feng one after another. Many people ran directly to the city wall, fearing that they would be killed by Pan Feng.

Naturally, Pan Feng would not let go of this opportunity. He rode his horse and galloped wildly. Every time he stabbed with a long spear, a life would be taken away, but the other party could not hurt him at all.

But after a while, the army was a little commotioned by Pan Feng, Liu Sandao, and Xing Daorong.

[Ding, kill ten soldiers and increase your strength by a little. 】

Pan Feng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, as if a god had helped him, he immediately rushed like chicken blood, and started to fight crazily.

Afterwards, a thousand soldiers arrived, and a hundred armored soldiers led the way, holding long spears, facing the Yellow Turban Army who held the best weapon in their hands, which was nothing more than a knife, and they were torn apart in an instant like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. With one opening, the morale of the nine hundred soldiers in the back rose sharply when they saw this, and they all rushed forward with shouts!

(End of this chapter)

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