Fang Jie looked at the five hundred elite soldiers in front of him, and suddenly realized that this was an unsolvable dilemma.
He knew that if his personal strength reached a certain height, he could affect the outcome of a small-scale war, but he would never believe that someone in this world could win a one-on-five hundred. Not to mention facing five hundred elite soldiers of the Sui Dynasty who were armed to the teeth, even if they were facing five hundred hooligans, what kind of expert could resist a barrage of punches and kicks
Five hundred well-trained Sui warriors, how can the same number of rogues be compared? There is no doubt that with the soldiers in front of Fang Jie, 50 people can easily overwhelm hundreds of rogues. If it was an elite soldier, he might only be able to defeat three or five gangsters. Then the combat power displayed by fifty people is probably more than a tenfold increase.
The cooperation among these soldiers has reached the point of impeccable tacit understanding. Once a group of five is formed, dozens of ordinary people may not necessarily be able to take advantage of it.
What's more, Fang Jie saw that the five hundred people had bows hanging from their backs.
Although the strength of the old cripple is only showing the tip of the iceberg, Fang Jie has no doubt that he is the kind of pervert who can hit dozens or even a hundred. But in the face of five hundred hard bows, how could the old cripple have any chance of winning even if he was a pervert
So not only Fang Xie's complexion became extremely ugly, but the old cripple's complexion also became extremely ugly.
"What do you think?"
He asked Mu Xiaoyao.
Mu Xiaoyao stared at the steel-like phalanx formed by five hundred people, and replied almost without hesitation: "I can't think of a second way other than running, but now I'm worried... I can't even run."
Big Dog was calmer than them at this time: "I think I can still run."
The old cripple rolled his eyes at him, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "In these years, I have rarely heard of people with a ninth-rank cultivation. The fight that happened the most. Except for that time, only Luo Manzi killed a few powerhouses of the eighth rank when the Sui Dynasty attacked and destroyed the Shang Kingdom fifteen years ago. Looking back carefully, in the past fifteen years, we can These are the only two times that let the people of the ninth rank take action."
He sneered and said, "It's because the number of shots taken by people of the ninth rank is so small that people lose the most basic awe."
Hearing this, Fang Xie's eyes lit up.
These words made him feel a little bit of anticipation. To be honest, he really wanted to see what kind of demeanor and power he would have when he was said to be at the pinnacle of the world. He hadn't heard anyone talk about the fight ten years ago where the most ninth-rank masters participated in the battle, but the story of Luo Yao's killing the enemy fifteen years ago has always stirred his heart. Every man has a dream of becoming the strongest in his heart, even if the strong in the legend makes a move, it will fill the hearts of men with dreams with fiery expectations.
Not only Fang Jie, but Mu Xiaoyao and Da Quan are also looking forward to it.
They are people who can practice, so they know more deeply than Fang Jie what a ninth-rank powerhouse represents. Not just worldly status, but a challenge to push the limits of humanity. As the old cripple said, it has been rare to hear of ninth-rank powerhouses taking action over the years. Regardless of whether it is a person who can practice or not, there will always be an irresistible temptation for a strong person at this level to make a move.
The old cripple picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, then handed the wine gourd to Mu Xiaoyao: "Help me hold it."
For the first time, Mu Xiaoyao looked at this plain old cripple squarely, and then solemnly took the wine gourd. For the first time, she felt real respect for the old man.
With a gurgling sound from the old cripple's throat, the gulp of strong liquor Xibei Shao slipped into his stomach. Then, he took a step forward.
"bow!"
At the same time as he took this step forward, the leader Ya will immediately raise the command flag in his hand. With a thunderous bow, five hundred soldiers took off the hard bows behind them in unison. Their movements were almost identical, and the phalanx turned into a half-moon formation at the same time as they took off the bow. In just one or two minutes, the half-moon formation enveloped the entire convoy of Hongxiu Zhao within range.
Without a doubt, just wait for General Na Ya to give an order. Five hundred soldiers would shoot the spiked arrows that were already on the bowstring without any hesitation. There is also no doubt that as long as the rain of arrows is covered, the old cripple can kill some people and save some people, but he will definitely kill them. Not all, and not all.
bow!
A simple word, but reveals a monstrous murderous aura.
It is conceivable how many people were scared out of their wits by this one-word order.
The leader Yajiang looked at the old cripple coldly, and Fang Xie felt that he should be able to sense that the old cripple was a very dangerous person. But the dentist didn't show the slightest bit of respect, he even looked at the old cripple with the same disdain as he looked at Fang Jie and the others.
The old cripple's face changed, obviously a little angry.
In a fit of anger, the robe on his body immediately bulged. He took another step forward, as if he had no fear of the five hundred soldiers who had drawn their bowstrings.
It really is a master style!
Fang Jie couldn't help but praise in his heart.
"Don't shoot the arrows! I just want to come and ask, what are you guys doing?"
Just when Fang Jie was showing admiration for the old cripple, the old cripple suddenly bowed his head and smiled and saluted Na Yajiang: "We are all serious businessmen and we are going to the imperial capital. We have guides issued by the government. There is an inspection by the border army to check and release, I wonder what this general is doing around us?"
That Yajiang was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked in a cold voice: "Among you, who is Fang Jie?"
"he!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the old cripple immediately turned around and pointed at Fang Jie.
Ya Jiang looked away from the old cripple, and turned to Fang Jie calmly: "You are the deputy of the frontier scout team, Fang Jie who is going to the capital to take the exam at the Academy of Martial Arts?"
Fang Jie first looked at the old cripple with contempt, then took a deep breath, raised his head and said righteously: "No!"
This time, the tooth general was really stunned.
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Da Sui Youxiaowei Jingbu Yingya General Li Luo had never met such a righteous person who told lies, he was so righteous that he even wondered if the old cripple told a lie. After being dazed for a moment, he beckoned to ask for a portrait from his personal soldiers. He took two steps forward, looked at the portrait and then carefully at Fang Jie.
"Fan Guya said that Li Xiaozong's comment on you is brave and resolute, but it is very disappointing."
Li Luo snorted coldly, then raised his right arm high.
"Archers ready!"
There was a sound of neat armor, and the five hundred hard bows were aimed at Fang Jie in unison.
"Wait!"
Fang Jie yelled immediately, and then asked Li Luo from a distance: "Since you know that I am the deputy of the frontier scout team in Fangu, a border city in the Sui Dynasty, and since you know that I am a candidate recommended by General Li Xiaozong to take the exam at Chang'an Martial Arts Academy, how do you know?" What is the meaning of pointing so many bows and arrows at me!"
"I just got the document from the Ministry of War. Fang Jie is a spy sent by Meng Yuan to Fan Gucheng, trying to infiltrate the Academy of Martial Arts to steal military information. Anyone who finds Fang Jie's traces will be killed."
Li Luo replied coldly.
"I didn't expect you to be such a person!"
The old cripple gave Fang Jie a very righteous look, then stepped back three steps and stood beside Mu Xiaoyao and said, "As a loyal subject to His Majesty the Sui Emperor, I will never stop the military from killing spies. We have nothing to do here, let's go."
He pulled Mu Xiaoyao, only to find that Mu Xiaoyao looked at him with fierce eyes that could kill people.
"Big Dog, take Fang Jie and go first, and I'll leave behind."
After Mu Xiaoyao finished speaking, the red silk around her waist automatically wrapped around her arms like a spiritual snake. Her red silk isn't too sharp a weapon if it's used as an attack, but it's really just right for defense.
"good!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Big Dog grabbed Fang Jie's belt and was about to step back.
"shoot!"
Before the big dog could move, Li Luo, a rank-6 strength general, shouted out this one-word military order. He himself doesn't remember how many people died under this military order. Since the founding of the Sui Dynasty, it has never lost any foreign wars, relying on their well-trained and determined elite infantry. And the arrow array has always been one of the sharpest means used by the Sui army to fight against the enemy.
What the cavalry of the Mongolian Yuan Empire feared most, apart from the heavy armored infantry of the Sui Dynasty, was the daunting arrow formation. More than a hundred years ago, the hundreds of thousands of troops led by the Great Khan of the Mongolian Yuan Empire were in the The infantry of the Sui Dynasty suffered a lot from the arrow formation.
During the battle to destroy the Shang Kingdom, at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain, the last Northern Frontier Army of the Shang Kingdom launched a fearless counterattack against the Great Sui Army. Five thousand people did not even rush to the Great Sui Army's formation for 30 steps All of them were slaughtered by Arrow Rain within a short period of time.
Nine years ago, the Eastern Chu army, which claimed to have the most elite archers in the world, could not hold on for half an hour under the arrow formation of the Northeast Frontier Army of the Sui Dynasty. After losing more than 4,000 people, it had to be embarrassed escape.
Five hundred people draw bows, but not five hundred people shoot arrows at the same time.
About 200 soldiers in the first row loosened their bowstrings first, and more than 200 feathered arrows rushed out almost simultaneously. With the sound of the bowstring, the feathered arrows arrived as swiftly as bolts of lightning. No one doubted that as long as they closed their eyes and opened them again, Fang Jie and Dagou Mu Xiaoyao would be shot into hedgehogs!
Hong Ling moved.
The moment the feather arrow left the bowstring, the ten-foot red silk jumped out of Mu Xiaoyao's arm like a spirit snake. The spirit snake twisted, and Hong Ling formed a gorgeous red wall in front of Mu Xiao's waist. The wall didn't look solid and heavy, but when the feather arrows touched Hong Ling, they fell to the ground one after another.
"court death!"
Li Luo snorted coldly, raised his arm again: "Leave none, shoot!"
hum!
The second round of feathered arrows shot out again, densely like a torrential rain.
"Damn it!"
At this moment, an angry curse sounded, followed by a gray-black afterimage passing through the dense arrow rain, and it was only when people reacted that they realized that the cowardly and wretched man The unbearable old cripple did not know when he stood in front of Li Luo, nose to nose, so close!
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After two rounds of feather arrows, even though Hong Ling was protecting her tightly, a lot of feather arrows still missed. The big dog blocked Fang Jie behind him, raised his hand and shot down the feathered arrows that missed it as fast as lightning. I don't know what kind of material the gloves on his hands are made of, they can't even pierce the sharp spiked arrows.
But even if Mu Xiaoyao has red silk and the big dog has steel claws, hundreds of feathered arrows cannot be blocked by them after all. A spiked arrow flew past the big dog, heading straight towards the Xie shot through the throat.
Fang Jie made a wrong move and drew his knife.
The standard horizontal knife of the Sui Frontier Army.
The light of the knife rises like a sword.
With a snap, the spiked arrow that had reached Fang Jie's body was slashed away by him. This knife cut precisely on the arrow cluster, stirring up a small brilliant spark in mid-air.
Meanwhile, the old cripple finally made his move.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Li Luo.
Eye to eye, nose to nose.
The old cripple opened his mouth, and the smell of alcohol made Li Luo's stomach churn.
"If you want to kill Fang Jie, you can kill Fang Jie. Why do you say nothing? Although I don't want to be troublesome, old man, it doesn't mean that I will be afraid of trouble. You should never say that you should kill them all. You shouldn't do anything to the old man, my precious apprentice!"
Li Luo was shocked and retreated hastily.
Where is there a way out
The old cripple stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Luo's neck, and lifted him up like a chicken. Li Luo was tall and strong, taller than the old cripple by more than a head, but a big man like him had no resistance He was dragged back by the neck of the old cripple, and he looked so weak.
"I'll count to one, and if your subordinates don't withdraw, I'll crush you to death right now!"
The old cripple carried Li Luo back to Mu Xiaoyao's side, looked at Li Luo whose face had turned into a pig's liver, and said viciously. Li Luo's eyes were full of horror, but he did not give the order to withdraw the troops.
"Master Luo, don't kill him."
At this moment, Xiao Ding ran over with his ponytail tossing. She shook something in Li Luo's eyes, and said in a crisp voice: "My master said, if you still want to do something after seeing this, then she has nothing to say, although most of the red sleeves are women, but It may not be possible to kill five hundred elite soldiers!"