One hundred and fifty steps. Almost all of the Beimang cavalry had fired a volley of arrows, and their accuracy wasn't bad either. Even though Sima Zhen Ming had changed his position, he still had to deflect several arrows.
Apart from the arrow shot by that master archer, Guo Xi didn't move at all. He used his bow to casually deflect the incoming arrows.
Many of the arrows pierced into the orange cage behind Sima Zhen Ming, their tails trembling violently.
There were even a few arrows that directly pierced through the cage with great momentum. After piercing through the cage, they continued to fly upwards.
The two felt as if they were in a rain of arrows.
One hundred steps!
Guo Xi pulled out four arrows from his quiver. The two crouching bearers also suddenly stood up. After finding the crosshairs, they pulled back their bows even more.
A muffled groan of pain came from below the beacons.
Clearly, someone had been shot.
Guo Xi's contributions were still outstanding. His arrows pierced through the armor of two people and killed them. The other two were injured, but their combat strength was still great. However, this was enough to make them feel fear.
On the watchtower, one of the bearers successfully shot a Beimang soldier in the neck. It was as if a flower of blood had bloomed.
His face full of joy, he was just about to turn around and report the good news to his fellow soldiers when he was immediately dragged to the ground by the Commander. As his body fell to the ground, this bearers saw that not far away, Shao Yuan's brother had also fallen.
Only his face had been pierced by two arrows.
There was even an arrow in his shoulder.
Sima Zhen Ming roared, "You don't want to live anymore?! Did you forget what I said?! Once you shoot an arrow, you'll be a coward for this daddy! "
That bearers gritted his teeth and used his arm to wipe away his tears, nodding heavily.
Less than fifty steps. This meant that this would be the last volley of arrows from the Deer Tail Beacons.
Sima Zhen Ming, who had bent over like a cat, shot down another soldier. As for Guo Xi, who was being targeted by more than twenty soldiers, he was shot the moment he appeared. When he had no choice but to withdraw his bow, an arrow still managed to slice off a chunk of flesh from his shoulder.
As for the archer, Feng Zi, who had just escaped death, he was shot by six or seven arrows as soon as he got up.
The force was so great that his body was knocked back several inches from the ground. When he fell to the ground, Master Feng lay in a pool of blood, one of his trembling hands reached out.
But when he breathed his last, he was still unable to touch the brand new cold blade at his waist that he had just replaced last year.
"It's time to get a new wife."
That was the cheers of Deertail Beacon's men when they received their new sabers.
Sima Zhen Ming's eyes were moist. After putting down his bow, he squatted down and helped that Feng Zi cover his eyes.
He turned his head and asked, "Do you dare to have another match?"
Guo Xi, who had already pulled out his cold knife, nodded.
A hundred and twenty enemy cavalrymen, and they were elite cavalrymen at that. What followed next was the breaking of the door, the second battle within the beacon. Actually, Sima Zhen Ming knew better than anyone that the Deer Tail Beacon was doomed to fail.
It all depended on how many Beimang barbarians they could kill.
Sima Zhen Ming ordered Guo Xi in a low voice, "I'll go downstairs and guard the door. Deputy Commander Guo, you stay here and find a chance to shoot! "
As Sima Zhen Ming turned to leave, he said to Guo Xi with his back to him, "Even if everyone dies, including me, Deer Tail Beacon has already broken even. I thank you on behalf of the dead Beiliang brothers!"
Guo Xi was silent, his five fingers tightly gripping the iron bow.
As Sima Zhen Ming was about to walk down the stairs, Guo Xi calmly said, "My real name is Guo Zhen, but now I'm Deer Tail Beacon, Deputy Commander Guo Xi!"
Sima Zhen Ming didn't stop. He only raised his hand and clenched it into a fist.
Guo Xi used his hand to wipe his face, and then he produced an arrow from his quiver. With one standing up and one squatting down, he killed a Northern Mang soldier who was about to dismount from his horse outside the fire beacon without deliberately aiming at all.
The arrow pierced through the horse's back.
It nailed him to the horse's back!
When he reached the ground floor, Sima Zhen Ming looked around. Of the five people downstairs, two had died, but the one on the stairs was already dead.
On the other hand, the enemy cavalry had 11 dead and 6 injured.
Without waiting for Sima Zhen Ming to speak, the door was knocked open and they swarmed in.
Sima Zhen Ming walked out with large steps, bringing his blade down on the head of a tall and large Northern Mang barbarian, drawing out a bone-deep scarlet wound on that person's face and chest.
Blood splattered all over Sima Zhen Ming's body. In the blink of an eye, he stabbed a second barbarian in the chest with both hands and roared, "Deputy Commander Xue, take all our brothers upstairs and help Guo Xi guard the stairs!"
Sima Zhen Ming charged forward with the Collision Saber Style, knocking three barbarians in a straight line out the door in one go. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Old Man Xue ran towards the stairs with the three barbarians. However, one of the barbarians who had barged into the beacon threw out his saber with all his might, the entire blade stabbing into the barbarian's thigh.
The barbarian tumbled down the stairs. He had a young face. He was the youth who had been on guard duty earlier and had seen the enemy cavalry attack.
His face was pale as snow as he leaned against the stairs, his eyes filled with fear. However, at that moment, the youth, who usually spoke in a soft voice when speaking to his seniors, used the loudest voice he had ever used in his life to shout at the two barbarians at the top of the stairs, "Don't worry about me!"
The youth raised his crossbow and shot an arrow at the barbarians charging at him.
A sturdy barbarian lowered his head in disbelief and saw the crossbow arrow sticking out of his chest with only the end of the arrow sticking out.
The youth was hacked to death by a flurry of sabers.
Meanwhile, Sima Zhen Ming, who had charged out of the door, killed another two young Beimang barbarians. However, an old barbarian swept forward in a daze and grabbed him by the neck. Sima Zhen Ming's entire back was smashed into the wall of the beacon.
Sima Zhen Ming, who was bleeding from his seven orifices, slowly raised the Beiliang saber in his hand, which was still dripping with blood.
The old man sneered and twisted his wrist, breaking the neck of the Youzhou barbarian before throwing him to the left.
The corpse was casually hung on a stone tablet by the Beimang's hidden second-rank grandmaster.
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