The sound of the strings was faint, barely audible amidst the sound of horses' hooves, and Song Liyun heard nothing at all.
But Juqingma's ears twitched, and Xili let out a long neigh, suddenly exerting its strength, and leaped forward and dashed a distance of ten feet to the side.
Upon hearing the shouts from behind, the two men from Bahrain changed their expressions, hid under their saddles on either side, and vanished from their horses in an instant.
Just at this critical moment, "Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!"
Several arrows lay scattered on the ground, their fletchings twitching, but none of them had injured anyone.
"Young mistress, they have arrows!"
Bahrain emerged from under the horse's belly and shouted.
Song Liyun's expression changed slightly. She only thought that the other party wanted to capture her and her companions, and did not think about the archery.
Bows and arrows, as well as armor, were contraband during the Wu Dynasty. Arrowheads, especially those forged from fine iron, were strictly prohibited from being distributed to grassland tribes, and hunters were required to register before they could use them.
Song Liyun's weaponry did not include bows and arrows.
If it weren't for the fact that Juqing was a warhorse and had already gotten used to the sound of the bowstring, and had dodged in time, even though she was wearing the soft armor given to her by Lady Wuya, she might still have been injured somewhere.
"Old Ba, you guys run forward, I'll cover the rear!"
This time, Song Liyun needed to change her strategy and stop trying to get close to the cavalry behind her.
The three resumed their frantic run, with the old horse leading two empty horses weaving back and forth among them, intentionally or unintentionally shifting their positions.
Behind them, Pingshanbawan saw that after a volley of arrows, not only had they not even broken through the skin, but the enemy had escaped even faster. He immediately roared, "A bunch of useless trash! Have you never eaten meat before? You're as soft as a woman's belt!"
His cavalrymen were scolded until their faces turned red and veins bulged, but they were helpless.
Those arrows were indeed weak and ineffective, mainly because of the distance and lack of force. In addition, shooting arrows from a galloping horse makes it impossible for anyone to be accurate.
By the time they were about to fire a second arrow, the men and horses in front of them were faster than rabbits on the snow, and they were already out of the arrow's range in an instant.
A few breaths later, Song Liyun saw the cavalry chasing closely behind her, so she ordered Juqing to slow down and gradually fall to the back of the column.
She lay on the horse's back and gently slid a black box down the horse's belly to the ground.
The black box stood out conspicuously on the trampled snow.
But Ping Shan and his men paid no attention to any of this; they only saw the back of the figure entering the firing range once again.
He nocked the arrow, drew the bow, and just as the arrow was about to be released, Bawan suddenly felt his warhorse stagger a few steps as if having a seizure, howling in pain as it retreated.
Not only his warhorse, but all the other horses became agitated, as if stung by wasps, jumping and leaping as if trying to throw their owners off.
Seeing this, Bawan and the others had no choice but to give chase and desperately tried to calm their horses.
As soon as Song Liyun saw that the beast-driving device she had dropped was effective, she immediately turned her horse around and charged forward.
Unfortunately, the stationary beast-driving devices were left uncontrolled, so they could only emit low-frequency beast-driving signals instead of high-frequency beast-killing signals. They did not immediately incapacitate the warhorses, but only caused them panic.
Moreover, the warhorses had been trained and were with their owners, so their fear was soothed. At this moment, they were only flustered and had not yet run away completely. They could be brought under control with a little more time.
However, the return of Song Liyun and the other two, Balin, disrupted Ping Shan's plan to appease the warhorses.
Balin and his companions brandished their scimitars and charged towards the Pingshan tribe.
This sudden attack forced Bavan to abandon his warhorse and face the prey he had been chasing for so long.
For a moment, the clanging sound of blades clashing together was continuous.
In terms of combat experience, Balin was not a professional warrior and was not on the same level as the Pingshan cavalry.
However, at this time, the Ping Shan tribe had no warhorses and could only hastily engage in battle.
Balin and his companion, riding swiftly on horseback, chased the ten men away with their swords, sending them scattering in all directions.
On the other side, Song Liyun, riding her chrysanthemum-green horse, nimbly weaved through the crowd.
In her hand, strangely long, dark steel bars appeared, and with a wave of her hand, they were like short spears, the thumb-thick steel bars piercing into people's faces.
The screams echoed through the sky...
These steel-reinforced short spears were specially made by Song Liyun.
She discovered that she lacked martial arts skills and was at a significant disadvantage when using weapons in combat.
If we only use tools from the apocalypse, whether it's stun guns, knives, or medicine, each one is a unique item, and there will always be a day when they run out.
These short, steel spears, which are powerful when thrown, are the most durable and suitable for sudden, deadly attacks.
Bahrain was terrified. These were real cavalrymen. Even without horses, it would take some effort for them to fight back with swords.
But in front of the divine messenger, it was as fragile as a child who had just learned to walk, and was easily killed by the divine messenger with a "twig".
Song Liyun remained expressionless, simply waving her hand and throwing.
She knew that her side wasn't exactly skilled in combat, and their current advantage was entirely due to surprise attacks and the startled warhorses.
If these cavalrymen are given time to recover, their advantages will be gone, and they will only have the option to flee.
Moreover, she felt no pity for these pursuers.
On the vast snow-covered plains, they galloped wildly on horseback without asking questions, and with that volley of arrows, there was no need to use words to distinguish friend from foe.
The two men from Bahrain clashed several times, and the cavalry were completely scattered.
Just as Song Liyun had knocked down three people in a row, Ba Wan finally swung his sword and blocked Song Liyun's horse.
He's furious. Can anyone tell him what happened?
Who is the person I've been chasing for so long? Why is it a woman? Could it be the legendary Lady Uya?
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