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Chapter 303 Collision ([-])

Like a blacksmith forging iron, Li San, who clenched his back molars tightly, smashed hard continuously against the head wearing an iron helmet in front of him.

One click, two clicks, three clicks, and then it's gone.

After the first hit, the iron helmet was hit with an obvious dent; in fact, the unlucky Liao soldier was already knocked to death with just this hit.

It's just because most of his body is lying on the wooden wall now, so he didn't fall down.

But Li San, who was stimulated in his heart, did not realize that the other party was dead, and continued to attack that head frantically.

After the second hit, the severely deformed iron helmet was sent flying.

Therefore, after the third hit, the unprotected head was immediately smashed to pieces; like a watermelon that fell from a high altitude and hit the ground, the juice splashed on the spot.

At a distance of only forty or fifty centimeters, some red and white objects splashed Li San's face immediately.

This guy also woke up from the slightly over the top state just now after his face turned cold.

Looking at that shattered skull, he figured out what the cold touch on his face should come from; it was the first time in his life that he killed someone, and he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.

Coupled with the disgust of these red and white things on his face, under such a double power.

As soon as his legs gave way, he collapsed on the ground, and with a "wow~" in his mouth, he spit out all the millet porridge he ate in the morning.

Even with a sour nose, a big snot bubble was blown out of the left nostril.

The next second later, the snot bubble that got bigger and bigger exploded with a bang, and a large piece of snot directly stuck to Li San's face.

Combined with the tears and the red and white things all over his face, his appearance became even more embarrassing.

But this kind of embarrassment is not important. Don't look at the many veterans in the team. Now they are so ruthless in fighting with others, and they came here like this before.

Just spit it out once and get used to such a scene.

In the next mission, it will be another hero.

The important thing is that in such a cruel battlefield, the opponent will never let you go easily just because your hands and feet are weak and you temporarily lose the battle.

If it is Hu Biao and the others now, if there is a drone taking pictures from a high altitude.

Then you must be able to see that on the defense line of more than 100 meters, there are Liao soldiers everywhere on horseback, or stepping on the shoulders of their colleagues, who are over the wall or preparing to over the wall.

Under the cover of bows and arrows at the rear, they kept climbing up like ants, and were constantly killed; or they killed those Song opponents who were so powerful that they couldn't understand behind the wooden wall.

Among them, the direction of their attack naturally included Li San, a rookie sword and shield player, who was behind the wooden wall.

So Li San, who was slumped on the ground at that time, soon saw clearly under the blurred eyes of tears that another Liao soldier's head popped out from behind the wooden wall.

The eyeballs were red, full of wild beast-like killing intent.

Instinctively, Li San wanted to follow a move that AT taught him privately, that is, grab the edge of the mandarin shield with his left hand, and hit the opponent's face heavily.

It's better to be one guy, smashing the bridge of the other's nose directly.

Because the human body is under such damage, tears and snot immediately come out and affect the sight, just like him now.

The problem is that at such a time, he hasn't recovered yet.

The waist pole is about to stand up as soon as it exerts force, but at this moment, the soft waist pole does not need any strength at this critical moment.

Instead, it was the Liao soldier who didn't choose to turn over directly, and stabbed a spear in his right hand at Li San, who seemed to be unable to move now.

Clearly seeing the movements of the Liao soldiers, Li San was indeed weak.

At such a fatal moment, he could only watch the sharp spear point grow bigger and bigger in front of his eyes, as if he was about to kill him in an instant.

Then, the tip of the spear was less than two or three centimeters away from Li San's face, and suddenly it stopped completely.

Then, with a 'click~', it fell directly on the blood-stained wooden board of the cart.

The reason for this is that in the left eye socket of that Liao soldier, a crossbow arrow has been shot deeply; it directly shot through the entire skull, leaving only a little featherless tail outside...

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At such a critical moment, the person who rescued Li San was a stinky old fart who was also a rookie like him, that is, Lao Wang's taxi driver.

It's just that after saving Li San, the stinky old fart was almost as cold in the next second.

In more detail, it was about three seconds ago.

At that time, with the right foot and both hands working together, the old man finally used the skillful use to complete the filling of a yellow birch crossbow.

As a matter of fact, he still has this old king.

Ever since during a certain training session, he almost twisted his waist in order to fully draw the strings of a seven-fight step bow.

It was very compelling, and he decisively chose the yellow birch crossbow as his main long-range attack method.

Therefore, the rookies who choose the step bow as their weapon, such as gust of wind, have arms that are a little numb after forcing the bow several times.

The state of this old king looks pretty good so far.

The only problem is that the maneuvering speed of those Liao soldiers riding on their horses is too fast for a rookie.

So up to now, the stinky fart who shot several crossbow arrows in a row has failed to kill an opponent.

When the stinky old fart was loading the crossbow, he took the time to think about the key.

In the end, I thought it was because I didn't calculate the amount of advance when I was aiming, which caused the arrows I shot to miss one by one.

So this time, he decided to take good aim.

Let Hu Biao know that besides being good at driving, he is also unambiguous in fighting.

Results?It was the stinky old fart who was standing up holding the yellow birch crossbow. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Li San, a rookie, sitting on the ground slumped on the ground for some reason on the big cart on the left.

On the wooden wall in front of him, a Liao soldier was waving a spear and was about to stab it.

Such a slender stick, it was about to poke Li San in the face.

Without even thinking about it, the stinky old fart just turned the yellow birch crossbow. Under the emergency, he didn't even have time to aim. He just pulled the trigger by feeling and shot a crossbow arrow.

Miraculously, he shot a crossbow arrow just by feeling, but it hit the target precisely.

Even, he was a little miraculous, and shot the crossbow bolt through the opponent's left eye socket, and then emerged from the back of the head.

The next second, the Liao soldier let go of the spear in his hand and covered his left eye.

He threw his head up and fell down, crushing the Liao soldiers who were standing on his shoulders below him to the ground on the spot.

What's even more amazing is that the stinky old fart who saw such a scene did not have the kind of great discomfort that rose in his heart after the first murder like Li San and others.

The only emotion was the great joy in my heart as if I had finally opened my business.

Such a scene happened to be stabbed by a spear in his hand like a poisonous snake, and Hu Biao, who was stabbed to death by a Liao soldier who was carefully driving his horse through the gap, was seen in his eyes.

Immediately in my heart, I couldn't help raising a thought:
Needless to say, although Lao Wang has some strange hobbies and likes to go to the wilderness to solve problems, his psychological quality seems to be good.

But the gratifying smile on the corner of Hu Biao's mouth rose slightly.

After seeing some of the follow-up situation, I almost scolded my mother on the spot...

(End of this chapter)