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Chapter 390 Old Familiar (Part [-])

Some people are not born to be on the battlefield.

For example, I usually like to wear leopard-print skirts, and when I am low, I also want to match my sister-in-law Afen with a pair of black socks with letters.

In fact, she understands all kinds of truths, but when she really arrives on the battlefield, she faces those ferocious opponents who are like wild beasts, waving weapons in their hands and killing them.

This little sister-in-law couldn't help but clenched her calf and felt weak all over.

Under the blankness in the head, there is only a deep fear, and it is impossible to fight at all.

According to Hu Biao's experience, this kind of problem is not completely impossible to correct, it's just that they spend more energy than other netizens.

Let him go through more fierce battles, it is best to die a few more times, and live and die as he is used to.

The problem is, all the veterans are also very clear that under normal circumstances, netizens like Ah Fen will definitely not participate in the next mission.

Instead of painstakingly cultivating it, it ended up being nothing.

In this mission, Hu Biao assigned Ah Fen to A Li's subordinates to take care of the wounded and prepare meals.

In short, take care of the logistics, and stay in the safe area at the back during the battle.

As long as Ah Fen can devote some of her strength to the above logistics work.

In the end, if the mission is successfully completed, if you want to leave, then just leave; she will still be given a generous share of spoils, and it is not in vain for her to participate in the mission.

Although Hu Biao didn't tell A Fenming about this kind of thinking from the beginning to the end, his little sister-in-law with leopard pattern, who had been in the society for many years, understood it very clearly.

Carefully take care of the wounded, prepare meals, and do everything within their power.

Even in countless nights, I silently planned in my heart:

As long as she is not allowed to fight with Jurchens and Liao soldiers with knives and guns, she must do her best in other tasks; if she can go back alive and get a share of the spoils, then she can open a foot bath shop by herself and live well.

The most important thing is to pick up the child from his hometown and not go anywhere with him.

As for the stinky old fart, a heartless scumbag, everyone will be passers-by from now on.

However, when the stinky old fart died in front of her eyes, the leopard-print little sister-in-law forgot all the fears in her head, and the only thing left was hatred for the opponent in front of her.

Thus, there was a scene of kicking the horse desperately and pushing it towards the gap.

It's nothing more than hoping that before he dies, even if he kills a Jurchen, he can avenge this scumbag like a stinky old fart.

It's a pity that many things in the world are not dependent on one's willpower; especially on the battlefield, the more decisive factor is whether the martial arts and weapons are advanced, and whether one can master the use of such weapons.

Even, what was the luck at the time?

In the end, A Fen faced a Jurchen cavalry with a beard and waving an iron bone in front of him, and rushed to a position about six or seven meters away.

While cursing, "Go to hell with the bastard", he pulled the trigger on his fingertips.

He shot the one-handed crossbow in his hand, a well-stringed crossbow arrow.

With this kind of one-handed crossbow carefully processed by Langqing in the modern plane, at such a short distance, it can definitely shoot through the opponent's armor and cause enough damage.

It's just that Ah Fen's riding skills are a bit poor, and she hasn't fallen off the galloping horse until now, which is already her best result.

In terms of bows and crossbows, I don't know how to use bows at all, but I know how to use crossbows, but I don't need extravagant accuracy.

In short, at such a small distance, a crossbow arrow shot by Ah Fen actually missed, and even she herself didn't know where it went.

Then, this smaller woman was thrown off the horse by Iron Guduo, like a flower falling in the wind.

So far, all the netizens who have been summoned for the first time in this mission have all died in battle...

******
Take the lead, as the arrow of the arrow.

In fact, Hu Biao didn't know that at this moment, all the netizens who were summoned for the first time in this mission had all died in battle.

But even if you know, so what?
Once this charge started, it was impossible to stop.

Either they rushed over, or they all died on the way; there is no third selection, and it doesn't matter who dies in the process.

What needs to be explained is that the weapon in Hu Biao's hands at this moment is no longer the kind of special long gun with a section of the front end of the gun that has been deliberately cut off in half.

In Hu Biao's hands, it was still a gun head made of stainless steel, plus a hard spear made of jujube wood.

The reason for this is that Hu Biao spent quite a long time practicing both marksmanship and riding, especially after he asked Yue Fei and Grandpa Yue how to master the marksmanship.

Now Hu Puma's ability to fight horses finally has some appearance.

Just like Grandpa Yue was on a war horse, holding a big gun with a white wax pole in his hand, which is so flexible that he uses it so superbly that it cannot be compared with designation.

But like an elite fighter who has been fighting for many years, he can use a hardwood spear like his arms and fingers, and there is still no problem at all.

No!When confronting a Jurchen who was coming on the hedge, the distance between the two was only about three or four meters.

In Hu Biao's hand, the hardwood spear with horsepower was in his hand, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced the fine iron armor of the Jurchen in an instant, and pierced deeply into the opponent's chest.

Under normal circumstances, the impact force generated during this process could easily tear Hu Biao's palm, or even break his fragile wrist, and take him off the horse.

But at the moment when the tip of the gun pierced the Jurchen's chest, Hu Biao quickly let go of the palm holding the gun.

Even after a very short time, his palm was already holding the barrel of the gun again; but the astonishing force generated at the moment of impact had been perfectly avoided by him.

Later, Hu Biao took advantage of the forward momentum of the horse, and with a slight drag, the spear was pulled out by him.

With a flip of the wrist, the blood-dripping spear was once again ready to face the next opponent.

As for the Jurchen who had just been shot, as the spear from his chest was pulled out, a stream of blood spurted out all the way, and at the same time, his whole body fell to the ground.

Such a scene made Hu Biao look majestic, right?
However, only Hu Biao himself knows the hardships.

Because he also had to admit that these Jurchens not only had extremely high combat skills, but also had a strong will to fight.

Relying on such a beautiful horse marksmanship, he had indeed killed six or seven people in a row when he rushed all the way; but it was not without paying the price, and he also suffered a few hits on his body.

Especially on the left side of the chest, after being hit by a thrown iron bone.

Now it is indescribably tight in the chest and short of breath, so that the strength of the arms is gradually losing strength, and the movements of the hands are getting slower and slower.

In the current situation where if you slow down a bit, you might lose.

Hu Biao knew bitterly in his heart that if Dingtian led the people in the arrow formation and continued to rush forward two or three opponents, he would be overthrown by the Jurchen.

Then he was trampled by dense horseshoes, so that no one could recognize himself.

Sure enough, it was the same, before the next Jurchen bumped into him.

He had already clearly seen that the long spear in the hand of the Song general in front of him was extremely powerful; under normal circumstances, he was definitely not an opponent.

So before approaching, he picked up a throwing ax on his waist and threw it at Hu Biao.

In the next second, Hu Biao knocked the Jurchen off his horse.

But after another blow to the wound on his chest, he immediately fell on the horse's back in a burst of inhuman pain.

For a while, he didn't even have the strength to pull back the spear again; he was afraid that the next opponent who charged up would easily kill him.

And then, the team is about to produce a new commander, and it's unknown who the system will randomize to.

More importantly, someone must fill in the arrows of this arrow front formation, otherwise, after being disturbed by the Jurchens, it will be completely finished.

Instinctively, he just wanted to let out a roar, so that the people behind him could quickly make up for it.

But after opening his mouth, he vomited blood, and couldn't speak at all...

(End of this chapter)