With a "snap..." sound, Yan Liqiang just pulled lightly, and the whole bow, like a child's toy or a cotton-fluffing tool, was pulled into two pieces by him in an instant, breaking off from the bow handle and becoming completely scrapped in an instant...
"A bow worth one stone!" Yan Liqiang muttered to himself, then shook his head. He was already used to the strong bow, and just as he picked up the bow, he was not paying attention for a moment, and the Shatu people's ebony bow handle was broken in half by him.
A one-stone bow is too light for Yan Liqiang. It is not suitable even as a toy. However, such a bow is the standard equipment of most Shatu people. Although there are more than 30 people in this Shatu team, there are only two archers. This is not because there are too few archers in the Shatu people, but because the bow is too expensive and not everyone can afford it. Not to mention the horn python bow, most people may not even touch it. Generally speaking, the shortest manufacturing cycle of a qualified composite war bow is one year, and the longest one is more than three years. There are strict requirements for the six materials of the bow - trunk, horn, tendon, glue, silk, and lacquer. The process and time requirements for bow making are even more stringent. This determines that a real war bow is definitely worth a lot of money. The so-called proficiency in bow and horse, in most cases, does not mean that a person has good martial arts, but more like a word of showing off wealth. There are definitely not many people who can play with horses and bows. At least in a family like Yan Liqiang, he had never touched a good bow when he was young.
Fortunately, there was another bow on the ground. Yan Liqiang then picked up the remaining bow on the ground, looked at the bow handle carefully, and sighed, "It's fine if it's a stone bow. As long as it can kill people within one or two hundred meters..."
Picking up the bow and gathering the arrows in the quivers of the two Shatu people, Yan Liqiang counted them and found that there were nearly sixty arrows in total. Holding the bow and quiver, Yan Liqiang slowly walked to an open area in the valley below. A few dozen meters away from the open area, he found a big tree, sat cross-legged on the treetop, and quietly waited for the arrival of the Shatu pursuers.
For Yan Liqiang, if he killed one more Shatu people at this time, the damage caused by the Shatu people to the Han Empire and the northwestern counties in the future would be smaller, and fewer Han soldiers and civilians would die at the hands of the Shatu people. Therefore, he would show no mercy to the Shatu people. When he saw a Shatu person, he would kill them all as long as he could.
What's more, these Shatu people are the raw materials for Yan Liqiang to create life in the capsule machine, so Yan Liqiang certainly won't waste them.
Sure enough, Yan Liqiang didn't have to wait long before a loud noise broke out in the valley. The pursuers of the Shatu people had indeed arrived. Whenever clowns and villains were needed to appear, the Shatu people would never disappoint.
After a while, this group of Shatu people came into Yan Liqiang's sight and came to the open area full of sand and gravel in the valley. Yan Liqiang only took a glance and saw the whole situation of this group of Shatu people - the total number of this group of people was 124, with seven archers, led by a tall and strong Shatu man wearing tiger-skin soft armor. The Shatu leader who led the team in tiger-skin soft armor seemed to have some skills, because that guy was holding a heavy axe in his hand, which was quite scary. It seemed that his cultivation was at least that of a dragon-tiger warrior.
Having seen several corpses in the valley not far away, these Shatu people suddenly became excited. The Shatu man wearing tiger-skin soft armor suddenly started shouting and commanded the team to rush towards the distant hillside.
At this moment, Yan Liqiang's four arrows had already been shot out.
At the first moment, the four archers walking in this group of Shatu people fell down at once...
This has become Yan Liqiang's habit. As an archer, Yan Liqiang would always kill the opponent's archers as long as possible, and then slowly deal with the rest.
Yan Liqiang was too fast. Just as the four archers fell to the ground, before the Shatu people could react, Yan Liqiang's bowstring sounded again, and four more arrows were shot out. The remaining three archers were shot in the neck and fell to the ground with blood spurting out. Another arrow flew towards the Shatu leader wearing tiger skin soft armor...
The Shatu leader's reaction was indeed timely. When he saw the arrow coming, he swung his axe and cut off the arrow shot by Yan Liqiang. Then he pointed at the tree canopy where Yan Liqiang was and screamed. In the blink of an eye, only 116 Shatu pursuers were left, and they all swarmed towards where Yan Liqiang was.
Yan Liqiang sighed. Not only could the one-stone bow not shoot far, the speed and power of the arrows it shot were also far less impressive. This was the first time that an arrow he shot was cut off by an axe. This was simply an insult and mockery to an archer. If he had used a twenty-stone bow, Yan Liqiang didn't believe that the man could still block his arrow with an axe. At this distance, the arrow's initial velocity reached its maximum, and the problem could definitely be solved with one arrow.
One advantage of the Shatu warriors is that they are brave and fearless, but these Shatu people never expected what kind of monster they would face.
Yan Liqiang's shooting speed was as steady as a machine. He stood in the tree canopy and shot twice a second, four arrows each time, and every arrow was aimed at the soul. This terrifying firepower output had shot out all the arrows in the quiver beside him within just seven seconds, turning them into wooden poles growing on the vital parts of the Shatu people's bodies.
The Shatu people didn't pay attention when they rushed over. They only heard the arrows whizzing past their ears with the wind. When they rushed to the tree where Yan Liqiang was, all the Shatu people found that half of the people who followed them had fallen down in this short distance of 100 meters. The team that was originally quite dense had become sparse in the blink of an eye...
An unspeakable fear rose in the hearts of all the Shatu people, but before they could savor the feeling, Yan Liqiang, who had transformed into the god of death, had already jumped down from the tree.
The Shatu leader, who was wearing tiger-skin soft armor, roared angrily. When he saw Yan Liqiang jump down, he took the axe weighing seventy or eighty kilograms and chopped at Yan Liqiang without thinking.
"Besides Monkey Brother, I hate to see anyone wearing a tiger skin. How dare you insult my idol? Go to hell..." Yan Liqiang also shouted loudly and used the tiger climbing a mountain move from Bajiquan to directly hit the axe. Then the axe hit back with a force dozens of times stronger than that of the man...
Because Yan Liqiang's strength was too great, the wrist of the tiger-skinned Shatu leader was immediately broken, and the white bones were exposed from the fracture. But before the man could scream, the huge axe that hit him back had already hit his body, instantly making a large dent in his chest. The whole person was knocked away 20 meters away by Yan Liqiang's punch, and he died instantly...
In the following process, facing a group of scum, for Yan Liqiang, safety meant a one-sided massacre.
When there were only more than ten Shatu soldiers left out of more than a hundred, one of the dozen originally brave Shatu soldiers screamed in fear, dropped his weapon and ran in the direction he came from. Seeing this, the other Shatu soldiers followed suit and ran away together.
Under Yan Liqiang's command, they naturally could not escape. Yan Liqiang chased them from behind, taking several feet at a time and punching with every step. Under Yan Liqiang's fists, the fleeing Shatu soldiers were shattered in the blink of an eye like clay pots under a hammer.
However, among the fleeing Shatu soldiers, there was a slightly "smarter" guy who chose a different escape direction from the others. By the time Yan Liqiang dealt with the other fleeing Shatu soldiers, that guy had already run seventy or eighty meters away.
Seeing a long sword in the hand of a Shatu man he had killed on the ground, Yan Liqiang kicked the hilt of the long sword. The long sword flew over with a whoosh, crossed a space of seventy or eighty meters, and pierced through the chest of the fleeing Shatu soldier.
The world is quiet!
The entire battle was over within two minutes...
Salina, who witnessed the entire battle process in a crevice on the hillside in the distance, was completely stunned by the smooth fighting process.
Just when Yan Liqiang had just finished the battle, Salina suddenly felt a pain in her leg. She lowered her head and saw a gray-brown snake crawling over to her side. It was spitting out its tongue and looking at her with cold eyes...
When the snake was about to bite her for the second time, the dagger in Serena's hand had already cut off the snake's neck. Then, Serena felt dizzy and fainted on the ground...
When Yan Liqiang came to the crevice again, he was stunned when he saw Salina fainted on the ground and the venomous snake broken into two pieces. He cursed, "Damn it..."
(End of this chapter)