In the dark night, the sound of hooves could be heard as the Shatu cavalry were chasing Yan Liqiang and his men relentlessly!
The distance between the two sides was four or five hundred meters at the beginning, but gradually narrowed to about two hundred meters during the constant chase, which was within the killing range that could be achieved by ordinary bows and arrows.
Except for Yan Liqiang, the rhino horses of Yan Liqiang and his group all had heads wrapped in sacks on them, which would more or less affect the running speed of the rhino horses. In addition to this reason, as cavalrymen of the Shatu tribe living on the Gulang grassland, they naturally selected the best rhino horses they could find. At first glance, the rhino horses of the Shatu people might not be much different from those of Yan Liqiang and his group, but once they started running for a long time, the slight advantage of the Shatu people's rhino horses would slowly emerge, which was why the Shatu cavalry gradually caught up with Yan Liqiang and his group.
Yan Liqiang's Wuyun Gaixue's running speed was the only one that was better than those Shatu cavalry. However, at this time, Yan Liqiang, who was responsible for the rear guard, could not abandon everyone and run to the front alone. Instead, he controlled Wuyun Gaixue's running speed and stayed at the end of the team.
"Hello..."
"Hello..."
"Hello..."
Zuo Yuquan and his men crouched low and rode at full speed on their rhinoceros horses. The rhinoceros horses were panting, causing mud and grass to fly everywhere. The horses were covered in sweat due to the long run. The Shatu cavalrymen behind them stuck to them like plasters and chased them relentlessly. The noise of six people and six rhinoceros horses galloping was very loud, and on this endless grassland, even in the dark, it was enough for the pursuing cavalrymen to hold on to them.
It was not known whether God was playing a joke on Yan Liqiang and his friends, but when the distance between the two sides approached about two hundred meters, the clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the light of the stars and the moon sprinkled down. The figures of Yan Liqiang and his friends became clearer in the eyes of the pursuers behind them.
"Swish..." The pursuing Shatu man shot the first arrow, which landed three meters away from Yan Liqiang.
Yan Liqiang, riding on Wu Yun Gaixue, drew his bow, turned around, and shot an arrow.
A scream was heard from the Shatu people who were chasing behind. The Shatu man who had just drawn his bow was shot by an arrow and fell off his running rhinoceros horse. In the blink of an eye, he was buried in a mass of horse hooves and there was no sound.
“What a great archery skill…” Zuo Yuquan, who was running, couldn’t help but shout on his horse when he saw this scene. He knew before that Yan Liqiang’s self-reported archery skill was “third heaven”, but what he didn’t expect was that Yan Liqiang, who was third heaven in archery, was almost the strongest archery skill among all the third heaven rangers he had ever seen. From the time he escaped from the camp of the Shatu people until this moment, Yan Liqiang’s arrows almost never missed a target, whether he was still or moving. More than a dozen Shatu people had died from Yan Liqiang’s arrows. Especially when shooting a bow on horseback, because the horse is moving every second while running and bumping, it is more difficult to hit the target. This is not a question of the number of heavens in archery. To be able to hit the opponent in this situation, one must achieve the unity of bow and horse. Such people are rare among the rangers, and Zuo Yuquan knows only a handful of them.
Seeing Yan Liqiang being so brave, Zuo Yuquan felt that he had chosen the right person by inviting Yan Liqiang to join the group. At this time, the role of a sharpshooter who was good at both archery and horsemanship was simply too great.
"What a pity that the head cannot be cut off. That's ten acres of grassland..." Mao Taishun, who was lying on the horse's back, looked back at the Shatu man who fell off his horse. He was still worried about the man's head that had not been harvested.
"Swish..." An arrow shot past the horse's back, startling Mao Taishun. He turned around and cursed, "My crossbow can't shoot that far. If you get any closer, I'll shoot you to death..."
“Swoosh” “Swoosh”…
Zuo Yuquan and Zhao Bing on Yan Liqiang's side had also taken off their bows and arrows, and began to shoot at the pursuing Shatu cavalrymen while running. However, compared with Yan Liqiang, the accuracy of their bows and arrows was much worse, especially in the bumpy ride, but it was still a threat to the people behind. After shooting twice, Zuo Yuquan finally shot a pursuing Shatu man in the shoulder, shooting him off his rhinoceros horse and dropping him to the ground...
"Swish..." Yan Liqiang drew his bow again, and among the Shatu cavalrymen chasing behind him, another Shatu cavalryman holding a bow fell off his horse.
"Good..." Hearing the trembling sound of bows being drawn and the screams of Shatu people falling off their horses, Xu Meng looked back and couldn't help but cheering loudly. Not everyone among the pursuing Shatu people had a bow and arrow. There were only more than ten people holding bows and arrows. Every time Yan Liqiang shot down a person with a bow, their threat naturally became less.
"Another head..." Mao Taishun screamed again.
Everyone thought that Yan Liqiang was protected by divine light and had performed extremely well. However, if they knew what was going through Yan Liqiang's mind at the moment, they would probably fall off their horses...
"I am a third-level master of the Way of the Archer. Hold on, hold on... I am a third-level master of the Way of the Archer. Hold on, hold on..."
Yan Liqiang's mind was full of such thoughts at the moment. There were three pots of arrows hanging on his saddle. If he wanted, he could reduce the number of Shatu cavalry chasing him by half within a minute. However, thinking that his purpose of coming to Gulang Grassland this time was not to harvest the heads of those noobs, Yan Liqiang could only suppress the restlessness in his heart. Every time his fingers touched the arrows, he kept reminding himself not to do things beyond the third level of archery. If he let go and killed a lot at this time, it might seem comfortable and simple, but his "retreat" this time was definitely a failure. Therefore, he had to suppress the desire to explode, just like a pressure cooker cannot leak when it is steaming, and continue to fight in this state.
During the pursuit, Yan Liqiang and his men were shooting arrows at each other with the Shatu cavalrymen behind them. When Yan Liqiang shot down the third archer behind him, Xu Meng suddenly groaned. It turned out that he was hit by an arrow in his right thigh, and blood gushed out immediately...
“Brother, hold on…” Zuo Yuquan roared, shot back an arrow, spurred his horse, and rushed to Xu Meng’s side.
"I'm fine..." Xu Meng didn't fall off the horse. Instead, he groaned, controlled the reins with one hand, stretched out his other hand to his leg, gritted his teeth, and snapped the arrow shaft, then continued to run on the horse's back...
Yan Liqiang raised his bow, and with a whoosh, the Shatu archer who shot Xu Meng was hit in the chest by the arrow shot by Yan Liqiang, and fell off his horse...
"Good job, Brother Wang..." Zhao Bing shouted, drew his bow again, and shot a Shatu cavalryman behind him off his horse.
At this moment, Yan Liqiang's ears moved and he suddenly heard a different noise.
They were running towards the east, but the noise came from the northeast.
"Go to the northeast..." Yan Liqiang shouted loudly, urging Wuyun Gaixue to run to the front. He changed direction slightly and rushed to the northeast with several people behind him. Out of trust in Yan Liqiang, Zuo Yuquan and others instinctively followed Yan Liqiang and rushed to the northeast. Naturally, the Shatu cavalry behind them followed closely.
After charging northeast for three to five miles, they just turned around a rolling grass slope when they heard the sound of hooves in front of them. A large group of cavalrymen, about four to five hundred in number, suddenly appeared on the grass slope to the right of Yan Liqiang. Seeing the Shatu cavalrymen chasing Yan Liqiang and his men under the moonlight, someone among the cavalrymen on the grass slope suddenly laughed out loud, and his rough voice echoed on the grass slope, "Brothers, God has sent us pastures. Don't let any of those Shatu dogs go. Let's go and grab their heads..."
"Yoho..."
"Head grabbing..."
A cheer came from the cavalry on the grass slope. Then, the hundreds of people, like a pack of wolves, dispersed and divided into two teams, and rushed down the grass slope like two pincers, one on the left and one on the right, outflanking the Shatu cavalry chasing Yan Liqiang and his men. Before they arrived, a large number of bowstring sounds rang out, and more than a dozen of the Shatu cavalry chasing Yan Liqiang and his men fell off their horses at once. The Shatu cavalry team suddenly began to become chaotic. Many of the Shatu cavalry who were charging forward wanted to turn their horses around and escape, but the cavalry rushing down the hillside had already dispersed their formation and surrounded them...
(End of this chapter)