In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the world was in chaos.
Liu Wei transmigrated to become a prince of the Eastern Han, initially framed by Empress Dowager He and granted the barren and dangero...
Besides them, Liu Wei's guard battalion also had a sword in hand!
But now, among these Wuhuan cavalry, there is actually such a sharpshooter who can leave a mark on such a hard horizontal sword. This is something Liu Wei never expected!
This round of long-range combat made Yan Da's expression even more serious. Their Yan Yun Eighteen Riders had actually missed an arrow, almost causing their lord to be hit.
"Swift as the wind, fierce as fire, leaving nothing but desolation in its wake. With a powerful bow and curved sword, skilled in riding and archery, he can take on a hundred men single-handedly and has never been defeated."
This is the battle evaluation of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun. If it were ruined today by a foreign archer, it would be a great disgrace!
"Brothers, open your eyes wider!"
Yan Da shouted in a deep voice from his warhorse, and everyone immediately focused their attention, staring intently at the opposite side, urging their warhorses to speed up.
The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun generally did not use bows and arrows when charging head-on.
Firstly, they only carried eighteen arrows, and secondly, using bows and arrows would slow down their charge!
After all, they weren't equipped with crossbows like the Imperial Guard.
It's more efficient and effective to use a crescent-shaped scimitar to kill enemies than a bow and arrow!
Just as this round of long-range combat ended, the two sides were already fifty paces apart.
Yuan Shao has a sharp eye; he just said that these masked knights in black cloaks are even more formidable than the hundred-strong guard battalion!
Now it seems that this was indeed the case!
They not only deflected the arrows of the Wuhuan cavalry, but also dodged what Murong Ping considered a fatal arrow.
"Draw your sword, engage in close combat!"
"Let them witness with their blood the bravery and invincibility of the Wuhuan warriors from the north bank of the Huangshui River!"
Murong Ping shouted!
The Wuhuan cavalrymen all sheathed their bows and drew their swords, but he himself took out three arrows from the quiver on his back!
Murong Ping knew he had to showcase his talent now!
Three arrows in quick succession!