Fierce Battle (Please Vote for a Recommendation Ticket~)
When the beast horde charged within fifty zhang, Huangfu Yun suddenly raised his hand.
"Fire!"
"Thrum—"
"Whoosh—"
More than fifty arrows howled through the air at once, unleashing a shrill whistle as they dragged a string of turbulent air behind them!
The fifty-zhang distance vanished in an instant. The bodies of the frontmost row of demonic beasts were pierced through. More than ten were struck in the vital areas of their necks and heads; they stumbled, tumbled to the ground, and died on the spot!
Dozens more were hit in the legs and feet. Losing their balance, they rolled into a heap and tripped dozens of other beasts. Before they could climb back up, the beasts behind surged forward one after another, trampling them underfoot!
That volley alone left at least a hundred demonic beasts unable to move.
After that shot, the others reloaded their crossbows and loosed another volley without waiting for Huangfu Yun to give the order.
After the second volley, the fastest beasts were less than thirty zhang from the formation!
The keen eyes of martial artists could make out every strand of fur on the beasts. Their pairs of bloodthirsty eyes were even more unmistakable.
More people's hands and feet began to tremble, and several moved in a panic.
Shi Lan kept her mind clear, repeatedly drawing her crossbow and nocking arrows. Before long, most of her twenty fine-steel arrows were gone.
When the beasts broke through to within twenty zhang, nearly half of them were already dead. After another volley, Huangfu Yun raised his hand, lifting the horse-slaying saber in his grasp to point at the horde.
"Stow your crossbows! The whole army, charge!"
The moment Huangfu Yun spoke, the sixteen riders who had dismounted stowed their