Frontier Army Warrior

The two people were wandering around in a area of ​​ditches and potholes.

For half a day, there was no change of moves, and even the weapons did not touch each other.

Lin Feng knew that he could not defeat this ferocious beast, but when it came to patience, he was afraid of no one.

It's a competition of who loses patience first and reveals flaws due to anxiety.

After Shu Xiong turned around twice, he stopped chasing Lin Feng in vain.

He stabbed the long knife into the ground, took the bow and arrow from his back, bent the bow and put the arrow on it, and waited quietly for Lin Feng to show up.

At this time, Lin Feng was hiding in a deep ditch, waiting for Shu Xiong's arrival.

He had already tied the crossbow to his arm, pulled the bow and installed the crossbow arrow.

There is a bend in front of this deep ditch. If you don’t turn this bend, it will be difficult to find Lin Feng.

However, if he turned the corner, he would instantly be hit by Lin Feng's crossbow.

Lin Feng waited for a long time, but Shu Xiong didn't come.

Shu Xiong, with his bow and arrow drawn, waited for a long time, but Lin Feng did not show up again to lure him.

The two of them just waited for each other to appear.

It was already past noon, but the soldiers in the camp were still holding on, lying on the partitions of the camp to confront the Tartars.

More than fifty Tartars had already dismounted, some were sitting or lying down, some were drinking water, and some were eating dried meat.

Cui Ying and Qiao Jun were both stunned.

Lin Feng and Shu Xiong have been there for half a day, why is there still no result?

According to the two's idea, it would not take more than half an hour for Shu Xiong to bring Lin Feng's head back.

With the army's morale shaken, fifty Tatar cavalrymen launched a charge and captured the camp fence in one fell swoop.

Then, they chased and killed these fleeing soldiers.

However, nothing happened, and what happened was something they could not imagine.

Because they were surrounded by powerful enemies, no one had the mood to eat, drink water or rest.

Silently bearing extremely heavy psychological pressure.

The soldiers who have not gone crazy yet are already considered elite fighters in the army.

Shu Xiong's arm holding the bow felt a little sore, but he still hadn't waited for Lin Feng to appear.

Lin Feng was even more confused. How come this Tartar disappeared while he was chasing him?

However, when it comes to patience, Lin Feng has plenty of it.

Anyway, if you don’t come, I won’t go there either.

He simply sat down against the earth wall, quietly pricked up his ears and listened to the movements around him.

The last bronze-armored Tartar made him feel alarmed and he was almost chopped to pieces.

This bronze-armored Tartar is definitely much more powerful than the previous one, and that can be seen from his aura.

I'm going to play guerrilla warfare with you and see what you can do.

Shu Xiong could not bear it any longer, so he put the bow on his back, picked up the big knife, and strode forward.

As soon as he moved, Lin Feng heard footsteps and a smile immediately appeared on his lips.

The next moment, Shu Xiong's burly figure appeared around the corner.

However, he was not in the deep ditch, but standing on the edge of the ditch, looking around with his head down for Lin Feng.

When two people discover each other at the same time, one is on top and the other is on the bottom.

Shu Xiong raised his sword, ready to chop it down.

Lin Feng also raised his arm and aimed the crossbow at Shu Xiong.

Shuxiong didn't know what he was going to do. Why was he pointing at himself?

After a moment of stunned silence, I heard the sound of a bowstring being tightened.

Shuxiong knew it was not good, but he just didn't know what was wrong.

The next moment he realized the danger. The crossbow arrow flew from bottom to top and penetrated into Shuxiong's crotch.

Shu Xiong is wearing bronze armor and his entire body is covered with protective equipment, leaving almost no blind spots.

Except the crotch, of course.

There were few mistakes there, mostly on horseback, or when it was convenient.

If the protection is too dense, it will be very inconvenient.

A sharp pain came, causing Shuxiong to let out an inhuman cry.

As the crossbow arrows were fired, Lin Feng climbed out of the deep ditch with a long knife in his hand.

While Shuxiong was immersed in pain, he raised his knife and chopped him.

The Pifeng Blade was so fast and fierce that it reached Shuxiong's neck in a flash.

Shu Xiong didn't care about anything else. He leaned over and used his shoulder to carry Lin Feng's long sword.

With a clang, the bronze armor on Shu Xiong's shoulder blocked the long sword, emitting only a burst of sparks.

Lin Feng immediately put away his knife, turned his body, and slashed with the Wind-Splitting Knife again.

Shuxiong bent his back to protect his head.

The long sword hit the bronze armor on Shu Xiong's back again, but there was no damage except sparks.

Lin Feng sighed in his heart, this guy is just a turtle, he is so well protected that not even the wind can get through.

After three slashes, Shu Xiong recovered a little, swung his sword across, and slashed towards Lin Feng.

His sword was so powerful that Lin Feng didn't dare to block it and could only dodge.

Shu Xiong was in the upper hand, and he swung his sword horizontally and vertically, not giving Lin Feng any chance to breathe.

Lin Feng dodged and retreated, looking for a chance to escape the broadsword's range.

However, Shu Xiong's sword was so fast that he couldn't escape for a while.

With a loud "clang", the two knives finally collided.

Lin Feng's feet were chopped off the ground, and his body was thrown more than ten feet away. His arms were numb and he couldn't use any strength.

Before he could get up from the ground, Shu Xiong rushed up to him again and chopped him down with his big knife.

There was no other way, Lin Feng could only roll on the ground, threw away the knife, and started practicing ground boxing.

Fortunately, there was a ditch not far away. After rolling twice, Lin Feng fell into the ditch and temporarily escaped from Shu Xiong's attack range.

Both were breathing heavily.

One was at the bottom of the ditch, holding onto the wall and looking up at Shuxiong.

One was at the edge of the ditch, leaning his long-handled broadsword on the ground, panting heavily.

Lin Feng calmed down a little and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, you're done."

Shuxiong didn't understand what he said at all, but he just understood what he meant.

Because his sheepskin pants were sticky and full of blood.

The wound under his crotch was very serious, and coupled with his fierce slashing and intense movement, the blood in his body continued to flow out at an accelerated rate.

Shuxiong was already feeling dizzy and unsteady on his feet.

There was not much time left. Shu Xiong roared wildly, raised his sword with all his strength, and pounced down from the edge of the ditch.

Lin Feng stepped back quickly, but tripped and fell backward.

Shu Xiong rushed forward again with his sword raised high.

The ditch was very narrow and Lin Feng couldn't roll left or right to avoid it. His body was lying at the bottom of the ditch and he could only push back with his feet as hard as he could.

This speed is much slower than Shu Xiong.

Shu Xiong raised his big knife, strode forward, and stared at Lin Feng fiercely.

The big knife in his hand flashed with cold light and chopped down.

Lin Feng tried his best to stick to the wall of the ditch, leaving his back exposed to withstand the blow.

Of course, he also knew that he could not withstand the force of the big knife.

I have no choice but to grit my teeth, close my eyes and bear it!

Lin Feng didn't wait for the big knife to chop him, but heard a plop sound in his ears.

He quickly opened his eyes and found Shu Xiong lying at his feet with his sword thrown aside.

This guy finally used up the last drop of blood in his body and couldn't hold on any longer.

Lin Feng turned over and sat up, staring at Shu Xiong blankly.

This battle made him realize that his attack power was too weak.

His movements were quite agile and swift, but none of the three strikes he made on Shu Xiong had any effect.

If this happens on the battlefield, physical skills will not be of much use. If you cannot knock down others, you will be chopped into meat paste.

After thinking for a moment, he stood up and turned Shuxiong over with his foot.

A pale face, completely devoid of blood.

There was no breath left in his mouth and nose.

This is dead.

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, unbuttoned Shuxiong's pants, and pulled out the dagger from his waist.

He needed to make his own crossbow, and it would take a lot of effort to make such a crossbow.

Can't bear to stay.

The crossbow arrow penetrated deep into Shuxiong's lower body.

Lin Feng's hands were covered in blood before he pulled out the crossbow arrow.

After putting away the crossbow, Lin Feng stood up and reached for Shu Xiong's long-handled sword.

Who knew that when I tried to lift it up, I couldn't move it.

"Fuck, you're so strong, are you still a human being?"