"Tatars?"
There was visible panic on Wang Tiezhu's face.
"Um!"
Zhao Muyun stared at the depths of the grass in front of him, and without turning his head, he hummed softly.
"It's over! Is my mouth blessed? Whatever I say comes true!" Wang Tiezhu trembled and said, "Brother Zhao, how many are there?"
"Not many, there are currently three leather-armored Tartars!" Zhao Muyun said calmly, "But fortunately, they are not riding horses!"
What!
Three leather-armored Tartars!
Wang Tiezhu shuddered all over and his eyes suddenly dimmed.
The Northern Di Tatars were divided into different levels according to the quality of their armor.
The Beidi soldiers at the lowest level wore sheepskin armor or cowhide armor.
Above leather armor, there are iron armor, bronze armor, silver armor, and gold armor.
The better the armor, the higher the level, and the stronger the combat power.
Once, a hundred soldiers from Dayin went to encircle and suppress a silver-armored Tartar. Not only did they let him escape, but they also killed more than 20 people, with nearly half of them injured or killed. It was so horrific.
If there was only one leather-armored Tartar, Wang Tiezhu and Zhao Muyun might be able to kill him together if they fought to the death.
But now three leather-armored Tartars have arrived. Even if they are not riding horses, they have no chance of winning.
"I'm dying, I'm dying! It's a pity that I'm so young and haven't even tasted a woman yet!"
Wang Tiezhu wailed in despair.
"Coward! Be quiet!"
Zhao Muyun slapped Wang Tiezhu on the back of the head, almost knocking him unconscious.
Wang Tiezhu touched his head and was stunned.
At this moment, where did Zhao Muyun still have the dull look he had when he was ordered around by Zhang Biao in the beacon tower?
A chilling light flashed in his eyes, and his entire body was filled with icy murderous intent.
Like a hunting tiger, it lies prostrate in the grass, ready to strike at any moment and take the life of its prey.
"Zhao...Brother Zhao, you..."
Wang Tiezhu's teeth chattered as he looked at Zhao Muyun in disbelief, as if he had met him for the first time.
"Zhu Zi, do you want to sleep with a woman? Do you want to marry a wife?"
"Yes, I dream about it!" Wang Tiezhu nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, then you listen to me. Run south with all your might and don't look back. The faster the better!" Zhao Muyun said in a deep voice.
"Brother Zhao, what do you want to do?"
"Don't ask so many questions!"
Zhao Muyun's cold and calm voice sounded in Wang Tiezhu's ears, and then he pushed Wang Tiezhu hard.
In an instant, Wang Tiezhu did not doubt the truth of Zhao Muyun's words at all. His mind was filled with only one word: run!
Just as Wang Tiezhu jumped out of the grass beside the boundary marker like a rabbit, the Northern Di Tartars in the distance immediately noticed the movement.
Chirp!
A strange cry that seemed to be mixed with the smell of sheep was heard not far away.
The three figures, like hyenas, formed a triangular shape and chased in the direction of Wang Tiezhu's escape.
The curses and footsteps were getting closer.
Zhao Muyun crouched in the grass below the boundary marker, holding a simple "three-edged spear" in his hand.
This "three-edged spear" imitates the bayonet used by the Daxia army in later generations. Zhao Muyun secretly modified it by grinding and milling an iron tool in the beacon tower over the past three months.
Although it was not as sharp as a military bayonet, it could easily pierce the leather armor of the Northern Di Tartars.
Zhao Muyun was not proficient in and not used to using ancient cold weapons such as swords, spears, and halberds.
However, he is extremely proficient in using special forces weapons such as bayonets, daggers, and pickaxes.
This time, he naturally brought this homemade "three-edged thorn" with him.
My debut in this world will start with you three Tartars!
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Muyun clenched the "three-edged spear" in his hand.
......
As they surrounded and chased Wang Tiezhu, the distance between the three Northern Di Tartars widened significantly.
One person chased from behind, and the other two surrounded him from the left and right.
They didn't shoot any arrows. It seemed they wanted to treat Wang Tiezhu like a mouse and play a cat-and-mouse game with him.
Thirty steps!
Twenty steps!
...
Five steps!
The Tartars who were chasing in a straight line came in front of Zhao Muyun.
"Die!"
Zhao Muyun let out a low shout and suddenly appeared in the bushes, stabbing the Tartar's face with the "three-edged spear" in his hand like lightning.
The Tartar never imagined that there was someone in the bushes next to him, and hurriedly raised his knife to block.
However, it was too late!
Phew!
The cold "three-edged thorn" quickly enlarged in the Tartar's pupil and pierced into his right eye.
The "triangular thorn" pierced the Tartar's eyeball and penetrated into his brain, as fast, accurate and ruthless as a bullet to the head.
The Tartar barely had time to let out a scream before he straightened up and fell to the ground.
Zhao Muyun completed a fatal strike and his confidence soared.
The three months of special operations capability recovery training secretly conducted late at night was indeed not in vain.
Although it is not as powerful as in the previous life, it is enough for now.
Killing enemies on the battlefield doesn't require too many tricks. Just attack the enemy in the simplest, fastest and most efficient way.
Swish!
Zhao Muyun rolled along with the Tartar's corpse, then quickly pulled out the thorn and dived into the nearby bushes.
This smooth operation took only 5 seconds.
But Zhao Muyun still felt that he was too slow.
In his previous life, he completed this sneak attack in just 3 seconds.
The Tatars who were surrounding Wang Tiezhu on both sides kept their eyes on him as he ran without looking back, so they did not notice that their companion had suddenly fallen down.
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