Chapter Fifty-Four: Farewell Iron Cavalry
This bow is made with great craftsmanship, the middle section where the hand grips is made of extremely hard and durable ebony, while the two arms are made from a 300-year-old purple sandalwood tree trunk, the most solid part, carefully carved along the grain. At the armrests, there are fine cow tendon wrappings around horn pieces, which are from a type of cattle called steel-horned cows, with excellent elasticity. At the connection between ebony and purple sandalwood, there is an exquisitely designed stainless steel hinge.
This bow's draw weight reaches nine dan. For ordinary people, it is the strongest bow, but for Xiao Ziyang, it is as soft as a noodle.
Xiao Ziyang tied the quiver to his waist, picked up his bow and went out of the house. He walked around the courtyard for a while, but didn't find anything unusual. However, he still had a feeling of unease.
Xiao Ziyang walked towards the martial arts platform at the top of the mountain.
Standing on the mountain top, looking at the bright moon shining with a silver glow over the prosperous lake, Xiao Ziyang let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to vent all the annoyance in his heart.
He spat out half of his breath and suddenly stopped, perked up his ears, and a gentle breeze faintly brought a rapid horseshoe sound. Xiao Ziyang carefully looked in the direction where the horseshoe sound came from, vaguely seeing more than ten riders rushing towards him from over ten miles south.
For some reason, Xiao Ziyang strongly felt that these knights were coming for him.
He turned around and ran down the stairs, out of the mountain gate and down the mountain.
Xiao Ziyang stopped at the intersection of the mountain road not far away, standing in the middle of the road quietly waiting. Although his strong sixth sense told him that these people must be coming for him, he didn't want to stir up unnecessary trouble.
With just a bag of smoke, these knights had boasted over ten miles of road, the sound of horseshoes entering Xiao Ziyang's ears, like thousands of horses galloping; Xiao Ziyang, who slightly understood horse divination, heard that these people were riding top-notch fine steeds.
As the knights passed through the mountain pass, they turned in without hesitation. As soon as they entered the mountain road, they saw Xiao Ziyang standing in the middle of the road. The leading knight drew his bow and arrow without hesitation, shooting at Xiao Ziyang's throat.
With the moonlight, Xiao Ziyang saw the face of the leading knight clearly and a cold smile appeared on his face. He thought to himself: "Heaven has a road that you don't take, hell has no door but you charge in!" This person was actually the second master of the Iron Rider Association!
Although this man is despicable and unscrupulous, his horsemanship and archery skills are indeed extremely good. He gallops on the mountain road, shooting arrows that not only have great force but also high accuracy, directly targeting Xiao Ziyang's throat.
Xiao Zi dodged sideways and an arrow flashed past, grazing his chin.
Having confirmed their malice, he stamped his foot on the ground, and people rushed into the forest, leaving a deep pit where he had trodden.
Lei Ke's young man joined the army and learned a set of consecutive arrow techniques in the military academy. After Xiao Ziyang learned this set of consecutive arrow techniques, he practiced it to perfection.
Xiao Ziyang entered the forest, Zhang Gong drew his bow and shot at Er Dangjia, who was riding a horse. The arrow shot from Jiu Shi's strong bow made a loud piercing sound. Er Dangjia surprisingly dodged the arrow by flipping over and hiding beside his horse, not daring to show his head again.
With Xiao Ziyang's archery and the nine-stone strong bow, it is actually possible to kill the second master hiding behind the horse after shooting through the horse's body. However, Xiao Ziyang just discovered that the black stallion this person was riding had huge hooves, and its legs were covered not with fur, but a layer of dark scales shining with black light. The same scales also covered the horse's chest and head. Xiao Ziyang, who loved horses since childhood, recognized at a glance that it was actually a Wutui Longlin Horse from the northern grasslands.
Even on the vast grasslands, only the nobles of the tribe could ride this precious horse. The grasslands and Western Xia were enemy states, so it was absolutely forbidden to sell them to Western Xia, so in Western Xia, each of these precious horses was worth a fortune.
Xiao Ziyang loved horses and couldn't bear to harm them, so he immediately changed his target.
Xiao Ziyang's archery skills were not top-notch, but he had immense physical strength, drawing a 9-stone strong bow with ease, almost without exerting any force, and without feeling any pressure on the bow. He only needed to focus his mind on aiming, and his shooting technique immediately rose to another level.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Xiao Ziyang unleashed a flurry of arrows, six feathered shafts striking the vital points of the six knights behind him almost simultaneously, their dying screams echoing through the mountains.
The other knights saw Xiao Ziyang's archery was so terrible, they hurriedly wanted to hide behind their horses, but these knights' horsemanship was inferior to Er Dangjia's by a notch, slower by a moment. This moment was the difference between life and death. Again came five arrows in rapid succession, and five more knights fell with a loud thud.
Xiao Ziyang left with only twelve arrows, and except for the first arrow that narrowly missed Er Lang, the remaining eleven arrows killed eleven knights. This group of charging knights was reduced from sixteen to five.
This left the remaining five knights in great alarm; they hastily turned their horses around. As they did so, these knights amazingly didn't dare to mount their horses again.
At this moment the knights showed off their superb horsemanship, driving their horses to the rear of the dead knights' horses, passing under their bellies and making a getaway.
The second master couldn't wait for the people behind him, he kicked his horse's belly desperately, and the advantage of the black hoof dragon scale horse was immediately revealed; in a few breaths, the black hoof dragon scale horse quickly reached its maximum speed, and in just over ten breaths, it galloped out more than 70 or 80 feet away, leaving the other four riders far behind.
These knights felt they had opened up a safe distance from that terrible Taoist, and one after another, they turned over and mounted their horses, madly whipping them into a frantic gallop.
The knight who fell last suddenly heard a strange muffled sound coming from behind, as if an extremely heavy giant was trampling the ground, but the frequency of the trample was extremely fast, and the sounds were almost continuous.
He turned around and let out a scream of utter shock. Everyone else turned around too, and the scene before their eyes scared these people out of their wits.
Only to see the Taoist priest chasing them at an incredible speed. His speed was much faster than that of the Black Scale Horse, and in just a few breaths, he had shortened the distance by more than ten zhang. The Taoist seemed not to be using his lightness skill. Each step of his was solidly on the ground, each footstep creating a large pit, each footstep seeming to make the earth tremble, and the strong dust kicked up by his footsteps formed a long dragon behind him.
But in an instant, Xiao Ziyang had overtaken the four lagging riders and turned around to block the middle of the road.
In the previous slaughter and frantic rush, Xiao Ziyang actually produced an indescribable pleasure, a pleasure brought by great power, which made him become somewhat violent.
The four intercepted riders did not stop, they rode their horses even more wildly.
Facing the horses that were galloping towards him, Xiao Ziyang did not dodge or evade, and he didn't even draw his sword; instead, he spread open his arms and charged forward to meet the oncoming horses.
