Chapter 119: Each One Has Their Own Thoughts
With a whistling sound, the sharp arrow pierced into the chest of the person who looked like the leader of the Xueyan tribe. Small bright blood-colored flowers bloomed on the rough fur coat and was very dazzling.
All the shouting and killing sound seemed to have turned silent for a moment. The leader of the Xueyan tribe looked at the feather arrow on his chest in disbelief. The feather arrow that was more than twenty inches long penetrated his chest. The tip of the arrow that he hadn't seen was exposed on his back, revealing a full three inches!
Three inches! It could be seen how powerful this arrow was.
The piercing pain spread quickly through the whole body of the leader of Xueyan tribe, taking away his life like a bare fanged monster with brandish claws.
Until death, the leader of Xueyan tribe couldn't believe that this was true. They were soon about to wipe out these Great Liang's soldiers in the valley. He didn't expect it to end this way.
The fuzzy mind of Xueyan tribe's leader couldn't think about what had happened. What kind of person had the ability to kill the enemy with a single arrow among thousands of soldiers? He couldn't understand and had to fall down unwillingly, leaving only a loud muffled noise and a pair of eyes that were staring wide open.
All the fighting movements stopped, whether it was from the enemy or the people from the same group. They all looked blankly at the fallen corpse and the wound of the fallen corpse. The expression on their faces was like they had been dumbstruck.
It was the same for Situ Yuanxiao. Just now they were fighting like raging fire and the situation was very unfavorable to them; how could the enemy's leader be shot and killed so inexplicably?
Could it be that the heavens had answered his prayers and was unwilling to see his people suffer? So, he deliberately dropped a bolt of thunder and shot the wicked Xiongnu?
The rest of the Xiongnu were more in chaos. How could they fight this battle when their leader was dead? All fled to everywhere in panic.
With a whistling sound, a team equipped with crossbows suddenly appeared on the side of the valley. Like hungry wolves, they plunged into the flustered Xiongnu and bit their prey.
Four 'pu' sounds could be heard and the Xiongnu who were fleeing fell down instantly.
A clear and cold voice suddenly sounded and dug into everyone's ear, causing their dumbstruck minds to wake up instantly.
"Have you become fools? Still not taking action?!"
Everyone woke up from the daze, quickly raised the sword in their hands and chopped the defeated Xiongnu. Where the sword passed, blood burst, leaving behind the corpses of the Xiongnu.
Right, this team looked like Great Liang's army. What are they doing in daze? Of course, they had to take advantage of this moment to kill the Xiongnu and do a meritorious service!
All of sudden, the momentum of the Great Liang soldiers who had been weakened for a while was at the peak again. All of them seemed like they were possessed and killed without fear the Xiongnu who fled in panic.
Many people have never fought a battle like this. They yelled in excitement.
Since the voice appeared, Situ Yuanxiao had already heard who the owner of the voice was. He was stunned for a moment. Then, he also plunged into the battlefield. It was just that no one could tell what the expression on his face meant.
No matter how strong a troop was, when the leader falls, the remaining soldiers could only be slaughtered like weak sheeps.
Needless to say, the corpses of the Xiongnu were all over the ground at the end of this battle. There were a few hundred Xiongnu who had fled and the remaining ones were doing a final struggle. This battle was a great victory.
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