Chapter 30: Women Know How to Kill as Well Part Three

Other than the heavy infantrymen of Great Sui, the cavalrymen of Mongo-Yuan feared the arrow formation. More than 100 years ago, Mongo-Yuan suffered heavy casualties before the arrow formation of the infantrymen of Great Sui.

In the war that destroyed the Shang Empire, the last group of northern border soldiers of Shang launched a fearless counterattack. Most of these 5,000 soldiers were killed by the arrows before they could get within 30 meters of the soldiers of Great Sui.

Nine years ago, when attacking Eastern Chu, the military of Chu that was said to have the most elite archers couldn’t even last more than 30 minutes. They lost more than 4,000 soldiers and had to retreat.

Although all 500 soldiers loaded their bows and aimed at Fang Jie, not all of them would shoot at the same time.

Close to 200 soldiers in the first row released their bowstrings. As the bowstrings vibrated, the arrows flew out like bolts of lightning. No one suspected that after they blinked, Fang Jie, Da Quan, and Mu Xiaoyao would be turned into hedgehogs!

The red silk ribbon moved.

As soon as the arrows left the bows, that three-meter-long ribbon jumped off Mu Xiaoyao’s arm like a snake and formed a fancy red wall. This wall didn’t seem sturdy, but the arrows all fell after touching it.

“Seeking death!” Li Luo snorted and raised his arm again. “Shoot! Don’t leave a single one!”

The second wave of arrows flew out like the dense raindrops in a storm.

“Damn it!” At this moment, a roar of anger sounded. Then, a grey figure dashed through the arrows.

When people reacted, they realized that the timid and dirty-looking crippled old man was already in front of Major Li Luo. Their noses were almost touching!

…

Even though the red silk ribbon put up a tight defense, some arrows slipped through. Da Quan stood in front of Fang Jie, quickly knocking down the arrows. It was hard to tell what kind of silk it was made of; even the sharp wolf fang arrows couldn’t break it.

Mu Xiaoyao and Da Quan tried their best to protect Fang Jie, but they couldn’t take down all hundreds of arrows.

One wolf fang arrow passed by Da Quan and flew toward Fang Jie’s throat.

Fang Jie side-stepped and drew out his saber.

When the saber struck through the air, it felt like a light flashed.

Pia! The arrow was chopped away! The saber hit the arrowhead, creating a small splash of sparks.

…

At this moment, the crippled old man opened his mouth, and the strong smell of liquor made Li Luo want to puke.

“You can kill Fang Jie, but why did you say that you won’t leave any of them alive? Although I don’t want trouble, it doesn’t mean that I fear trouble. You shouldn’t have said that, and you shouldn’t have attacked my precious disciple!”

Li Luo was shocked and wanted to retreat, but there was no way back.

The crippled old man grabbed onto Li Luo’s neck and dragged him back as if the latter was a chicken.

Li Luo was muscular and was more than 30 centimeters taller than the crippled old man. However, he got dragged back without being able to put up a fight, looking extremely weak.

“I will count to one, and I will kill you if your people don’t retreat!” the crippled old man said ferociously as he returned to Mu Xiaoyao’s side. Li Luo’s face was all red, and his eyes were filled with terror. However, he didn’t issue the order of retreat.

“Grandpa Luo, don’t kill him.”

At this moment, Little Dot ran over as her ponytail swayed in the air. She showed something to Li Luo and said with her crisp voice, “My master said that if you still want to attack after seeing this, then no talk is needed. Although Beckon of the Red Sleeve is comprised mostly of women, we might be able to slaughter 500 elite soldiers!”