Barbarian Warlord (Novel)
Other Name: 蛮族战皇
Genre: novel, historical
Author: the last young master
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Hu Keer is a 15-year-old boy. When Xiliang City was in the northern grassland barbarian army went south, his father was slaughtered by the Huns for protecting him, and his mother also Being dispersed in the chaos army, life or death is uncertain… Hu Ke was rescued by a major general, and while fleeing, he was taught a set of overlord swordsmanship… the major general returned to the capital to seek When rescuing soldiers, he was shot and killed by treacherous officials. Hu Keer was injured. He was supported by the major general’s horse and entered an unknown mountain… With the obsession of revenge for his dead relatives, he encountered a martial arts The characters…..
Early in the morning of the third day, my horse rang its nose, and its front hooves were digging the ground… I was chasing on the road at three in the morning, so when I was approaching dawn, I saw a mountain five miles away. The mound forest has green smoke.
In the woods on one side, I looked for a big tree, put a package carried by the horse on the tree branch, and stuck it on a big bird’s nest. Then put the 23 horseshoe gold in his arms into the tree hole on one side.
I just took a few machetes and spears I found on the battlefield and ran to the Huns camp with my bow on my back.
Because I was wearing wolf skin clothes that my mother made for me. It looked like a barbarian with the same attire of the vagrant tribes of the northern Huns.
Wearing a wolfskin hat, I carried a crossbow and marched into the base camp of the Huns.
It is nothing more than a death, and I can earn a few more before death.
The six quiver on either side of the horses were filled with cast iron arrows.
I opened my bow and arrows at a distance of seventy meters at a distance of seventy meters from the Huns who were standing guard, and shot them.
I can hear the bowstring “Bump~! Bump~!” Then the arrows “swoosh~!” one after another flew out.
“Chih~chih~!” He shot five Xiongnu cavalry in succession.
When they saw me from the side, before they had time to react, they were shot through their throats one by one, and they were instantly killed.
One kind of control over bows and arrows is just proficiency.
But if you want to pass a coin fifty meters away with one arrow, you have to practice precision.
I just practiced shooting a tree hole fifty meters away when I was herding sheep.
Over time, the tree hole is only as big as a fist, which in my opinion is much larger than a water tank.
After the strength became very thick through mining, and the strong relaxation force of the arm muscles was tempered, I found that the arrow I shot out was faster and much stronger than before.
Almost quickly swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish, continuous full bow and crossbow shot.
The five Huns cavalry fell immediately.
I carried the machete and rushed into the camp, all the way to the core Shanyu’s big tent…
This early morning saw a black horse breaking through the wind. Many Huns were still tall and didn’t quite understand what was going on. This person just whizzed by and thought it was the sentinel back…
When encountering a roadblock, swinging a knife is a round of slashing, and this person is split in half and fell aside…
When I realized that I was in the company, I was actually less than 50 meters away from the Shanyu Dian at a depth of more than 100 meters.
The guard of the military minister Shan Yu saw it outside his camp gate and immediately gathered dozens of archers in front of him to stop the way.
“Who? One step forward, and I’ll shoot my bow and arrow.”
When I mention the bow and arrow, I just swish and shoot it.
“Ah, my ears~! Shoot him to death~!”
I turned my horse’s head to one side and rushed sideways. My intention was to go around and avoid dozens of oncoming bows and arrows.
It’s all right now. Many Hun soldiers ran out of the camp with their pants to see what was going on, and then turned around….After all, they forgot to take their weapons and ran out, with their ass bare.
I slaughtered the Huns who were blocking the road one after another, all the way to the north gate, and then turned to the east gate. Knowing that there was no way to get close to the big tent of the Xiongnu king, I could only rush to the south gate and kill again.
When I got back outside, I rushed past a group of Huns surrounded by spears.
“Ah? Is this the Wolf King of Mobei? Is this fierce?”
The Huns who chased up from behind, a lot of soft flesh that was shot in the belly and shoulders by my back arrow. Where do I shoot…
When caught, they would put me on a pole and burn me to death with a bonfire. After all, I rushed in and killed no less than fifty people.