When Lei Sitong in Pingxi City killed three assassins, Yan Liqiang was shooting his first arrow...
Although the ten-stone horn python bow was not as powerful as the horn python bow that Yan Liqiang had used before and that was awarded to him by the Emperor, within a distance of seventy or eighty meters, such a strong bow could easily pierce the bodies of two people standing side by side.
Yan Liqiang's target was a temporary camp of the Shatu people in a valley more than 20 miles west of the Imperial Capital.
There were more than 40 Shatu people in the camp. It looked like a Shatu caravan. At the outskirts of the camp, there were more than 20 camels and an almost equal number of rhinoceros horses tied up. The goods on the camels had been unloaded on the ground. The goods, horses and camels surrounded five cowhide tents. There were several bonfires in the middle of the tents. Next to the bonfires, there were leftover barbecues and kettles placed next to the fire. Several Shatu people sat by the fire, keeping a loose watch...
The scene before him was the same as all the Shatu caravans traveling between Baishi Pass and Pingxi City. No one who saw it would think that there was anything unusual or different about this Shatu caravan.
However, Yan Liqiang knew that this Shatu caravan was not a caravan, but a group of killers. The falcon that was spying on him in the sky was released from here. Everything before his eyes was exactly the same as the last time he escorted Sun Bingchen back to Dijing City and encountered the Black Wind Bandits' attack routine - the Shatu people released the flat-haired beasts, locked the target, and then the killers immediately went out to eliminate the target.
This tactic has always been effective for the Shatu people, and they rarely fail, whether on the battlefield or outside the battlefield. But unfortunately, the Shatu people met Yan Liqiang.
Yan Liqiang's super perception ability allowed the flat-haired beast released by the Shatu people to lock onto him in the sky, and he also locked onto the flat-haired beast at the same time. Then, he followed the clues and followed the flat-haired beast to find the whereabouts of the person who controlled the flat-haired beast.
Those who can control those flat-haired beasts are all priests of the Shatu Fire Cult. There is a priest of the Shatu Fire Cult hidden in the small Shatu caravan in front of him. Yan Liqiang even smelled a familiar smell between the movements of the Shatu people in the camp - the Black Wind Bandits.
These Shatu people are targeting themselves, so at this time, the strongest killer among the Shatu people has rushed into Pingxi City and will run headlong into the blade of Lei Sitong's hungry and thirsty sword. Although there seem to be many Shatu people in this small valley in front of them, there will be no powerful characters. At this time, this Shatu people's "special forces" is the weakest.
Yan Liqiang was too lazy to figure out why these Shatu people targeted him, because whether it was his hatred for the Black Wind Bandits or an order from some big shot in the Imperial Capital City, it could be a reason for these Shatu people to want to kill him. In Yan Liqiang's opinion, the latter possibility seemed even greater.
In that case, what else is there to say? There is only one word - kill!
For some reason, when he thought about facing dozens of Shatu people, Yan Liqiang felt not fear but excitement. The rapidly surging adrenaline made the pupils of Yan Liqiang's eyes begin to dilate, and his breathing couldn't help but speed up a little. His heartbeat and blood were rushing at this moment. The dilated pupils made everything in the darkness clearer, and the rapid breathing brought more oxygen and energy to the body. The accelerated heartbeat made Yan Liqiang have the illusion of switching the car to S gear on the track. Since parting with the Black Wind Bandits, Yan Liqiang had not enjoyed this kind of exciting feeling for a long time. At this time, Yan Liqiang had to admit in his heart that he just liked this feeling.
The first arrows shot by Yan Liqiang were four in total. The moment the four arrows left Yan Liqiang's fingers, the whistling sounds of the arrows breaking through the air pierced the tranquility of the small valley. The heads of four Shatu people who were sitting on guard around the fire were pierced by a sharp arrow at the same time.
A mixture of blood and brain matter spilled onto the burning bonfire. With a sizzling sound, a Shatu man who was shot fell onto the bonfire and knocked over a kettle next to the bonfire.
The tranquility of the small camp of the Shatu people was broken all of a sudden. A Shatu person heard the noise outside and ran out of the tent. But before he could see what was happening around him, an arrow had already blown off his skull. At the same time, three other arrows also pierced through the cowhide outside his tent and penetrated into the tent, piercing several Shatu people who were lying on the ground and just got up from different angles. Blood splattered in the tent and a series of screams rang out...
Yan Liqiang was looking down from above, like a machine, accurately, sharply and efficiently pouring arrows around him towards the five tents below. At this time, he didn't even need to aim too deliberately, he just needed to shoot arrows into the tents below at a certain interval and angle. The tents were crowded with Shatu people who were sleeping and resting, and the thin layer of cowhide outside the tents was not as good as ordinary soft armor at this distance. Facing the arrows shot down by Yan Liqiang with a 10-stone strong bow from above, it was like a piece of paper and could be easily pierced by the arrows. The arrows that pierced the tent were like the kiss of death. The cold arrows brought gusts of cold wind and pierced the bodies in the tents mercilessly...
It was at this moment that Yan Liqiang's terrifying power, which was beyond that of ordinary archery masters, was truly revealed.
Yan Liqiang could shoot twice in one second, four arrows each time, which meant eight arrows in one second. Such a terrifying firepower output instantly created a death storm in the small valley. From the moment Yan Liqiang started to shoot the second round of four arrows, the screams and cries of fear of the Sand People were heard in the tents.
The Shatu people in the tent knew that they were attacked, and all the Shatu people heard the screams coming from outside and saw the people around them being shot down by arrows shot from outside the tent. They all thought that the people ambushing them were not just one person, but at least a team of terrifying archers with strong bows.
Some Shatu people tried to rush out of the tent, but without exception, all of them who rushed towards the tent were hit by arrows in the brain and died instantly.
Yan Liqiang came with two quivers, each containing thirty-six arrows, a total of seventy-two arrows. In just nine seconds, he fired all of the seventy-two arrows into the five cowhide tents. Each tent was pierced by at least ten arrows, and the largest tent was pierced by more than twenty arrows. The entire tent was immediately riddled with holes...
After shooting two pots of arrows, Yan Liqiang dropped his longbow, drew his sword, and rushed like a tiger, crossing the weeds, bushes, and trees on the hillside and rushing directly towards the Shatu people's camp.
In less than ten seconds, the Shatu people in the tents had suffered heavy casualties. The entire camp was filled with screams, but there were still some people who were lucky enough to survive the rain of arrows.
Yan Liqiang had just rushed down to the tent closest to him when, with a loud crash, a Shatu man with blood all over his face cut the side of the tent with a knife, rushed out and bumped into Yan Liqiang.
Yan Liqiang was too fast, and he did not give the Shatu man any chance at all. The moment the Shatu man rushed out of the tent, the long sword in Yan Liqiang's hand had already pierced directly into the chest of the Shatu man. The Shatu man screamed, and Yan Liqiang kicked him. With a horrible sound of bones breaking, the whole body of the Shatu man who had just rushed out of the tent crashed back like a cannonball, and with a sound of broken bones, the second Shatu man who had just tried to rush out of the broken hole was knocked down, bleeding profusely, and fell into the tent.
Yan Liqiang rushed directly into the tent from the slope.
There were eight or nine Shatu people in the tent, more than half of them had been pierced by the arrows shot by Yan Liqiang. They were either nailed to the ground or seriously injured and had lost their fighting ability. They were screaming in the tent, and the tent was full of splattered blood. When Yan Liqiang rushed into the tent, there was only one Shatu person who was still intact. He didn't even have time to react before he was beheaded by Yan Liqiang's sword and fell to the ground...
As the long sword flashed, the heads of two Shatu people who were injured in the shoulders and lower abdomen and wanted to pick up weapons flew off.
The living forces in the tent were dealt with by Yan Liqiang in the blink of an eye. Yan Liqiang's body was as fast as lightning and he rushed out of the tent door in an instant. Yan Liqiang's body was like a tiger and his strength was comparable to that of an elephant. The moment Yan Liqiang rushed out of the tent, he suddenly bumped into a running Shatu man. With a sound of broken bones, the Shatu man was knocked flying thirty meters away and directly knocked down a tent. While knocking the Shatu man away, Yan Liqiang swung the sword in his hand continuously, and the two Shatu people who rushed towards him were split into two halves by Yan Liqiang.
Facing these Shatu people, Yan Liqiang, who had condensed the power of two elephants in his body, had a speed and strength that was in a completely different dimension from theirs. Even if Yan Liqiang did not use any moves and just simply chopped, those Shatu people would definitely not be able to resist. They would fly away if they were hit, and die if they were hit. He was almost no match for them.
Those Shatu people who were lucky enough to survive Yan Liqiang's rain of arrows had just rushed out of the tent and were faced with Yan Liqiang who suddenly engaged them in close combat. In just a few breaths, they were dealt with by Yan Liqiang like chopping melons and vegetables.
Yan Liqiang's power at this moment was too terrifying. In addition, he didn't deliberately restrain himself. All the Shatu people he killed had no intact bodies. Yan Liqiang swung his sword and the Shatu people who stood in front of him were cut into two pieces...
After killing the last Shatu man who could stand in front of him, Yan Liqiang heard the sound of horses neighing not far away. He rushed past a tent and looked up, and saw two Shatu people helping an elderly Shatu man onto a rhinoceros horse.
Seeing Yan Liqiang rushing over, the old Shatu pointed at Yan Liqiang and said something. Then one of the two Shatu men rushed towards Yan Liqiang with a knife in his hand and yelled. The other Shatu man quickly got on a rhinoceros horse and together with the old Shatu man, they whipped the horse hard and rushed away, trying to escape.
Although Yan Liqiang was just one person, his performance just now had completely destroyed their fighting spirit...
Yan Liqiang naturally rushed towards these few fish that had escaped without thinking...
(End of this chapter)