Chapter 278 Xiahou Dun, still alive
Chapter 278 Xiahou Dun, still alive
This isn't land; it's water, and the boat is rocking.
Moreover, they were quite far apart, and the boats were bobbing up and down, constantly changing direction.
Even the best archer will lose accuracy and miss.
If he just stands here and lets Lü Xiao shoot, how could he possibly hit the target?
He's not a god.
Just as Lei Shimeng glanced at it a couple more times, preparing to look away and turn back,
But he noticed a small point of light flying rapidly from the opposite ship.
And it got closer and closer, faster and faster, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.
"Watch out for arrows!"
Someone shouted something, their voice shrill and mournful.
But what followed was a bloodcurdling scream, heart-wrenching and agonizing.
Lei Shimeng lay stiffly on the deck, his right hand tightly covering his left eye, blood gushing from between his fingers.
Above his eye was an arrow, its fletching still trembling slightly.
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
As Lei Shimeng cried out in pain, blood slowly flowed from his eyes, dripping down his cheeks onto the deck, a horrifying sight.
"This, this, a military doctor! Quickly, call a military doctor!"
Dong Jingzhen realized what was happening and turned pale.
He held his shield in front of him, fearing the next arrow would hit him, and shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice distorted.
"This... Generals, it's not a good time to make a move."
The military doctor rushed over, squatted down to examine the patient, and looked helpless and at a loss.
How do they remove an arrow stuck in someone's eye?
This is impossible to remove.
"Then let him suffer until he dies?"
Sweat was pouring down Dong Jingzhen's forehead, and her back was soaked with cold sweat.
Before the battle even began, Lei Shimeng had already fallen, rendering the commander incapacitated.
Why are you looking at this if you have nothing better to do?
How are you now? Do you still want to watch it?
"We should emulate Xiahou Dun, who pulled out his arrow and ate his own eye."
Wen Shihong had remained silent until now, but he spoke slowly.
The words he spoke, however, sent chills down one's spine and made one shudder.
Pull out the arrow.
It sounds terrifying; scraping flesh with knives and cutting bones to treat wounds is already incredibly painful.
What pain it must have been to forcibly pull the arrow out of the eye?
What kind of torment?
It is simply unbearable for ordinary people.
"Make a decision quickly!"
Dong Jingzhen urged him on, her heart burning with anxiety.
You have two eyes, but only one life.
If this drags on any longer, Lei Shimeng will surely die.
"I'll pull it out!" Lei Shimeng gritted his teeth, drawing blood from his gums.
He raised his hand, gripped the arrow shaft tightly, and pulled it outwards with all his might.
"Snapped!"
He threw the blood-stained arrow onto the warship. The arrow bounced a few times on the deck and rolled to one side.
He covered his eyes, stood up unsteadily, blood gushing from between his fingers, staining half his face red.
At this moment, he was full of heroic spirit and energy, as if he had inexhaustible strength.
He will avenge this arrow wound no matter what!
From this day forward, Lei Shimeng will be the Xiahou Dun of our time!
"This...this arrow, it seems, is poisoned."
The medic picked up the arrow, examined it carefully, and then smelled it. His face changed drastically, and he spoke in a trembling voice.
"What?"
Upon hearing these words, Lei Shimeng, who was originally full of strength, felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, as if all the blood in his body had frozen.
"Shameless Lü Xiao! What do you mean by 'the best in the world'...?"
Lei Shimeng uttered a few words, but before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly fell backward and crashed heavily onto the deck.
His limbs twitched twice, and then he fell silent.
Lei Shimeng thought so too, as did Wen Shihong, Dong Jingzhen, and other generals of Xiao Xian.
In their hearts, Lü Xiao was the God of War of the Sui Dynasty.
Even hostile forces admired him greatly.
But who would have thought that the God of War of the Great Sui Dynasty, the number one warrior in the world, would coat his arrows with poison?
This is just too... too unsportsmanlike!
On the other side, aboard a Sui army warship.
"Your Highness, your archery skills are still as accurate as ever!"
As Yuwen Chenglong watched Lü Xiao shoot an arrow, the opposing ship immediately descended into chaos, as if a pot had been boiled over.
What does this tell us?
This means that the arrow hit a person, and someone of considerable rank, at least a general.
Otherwise, how could such a large-scale conflict have occurred, resulting in such chaos?
"The bow and arrow are still not very effective."
As Lü Xiao spoke, he fired another arrow, which pierced the air and flew away.
He naturally knew that his ancestor Lü Bu was an unparalleled archer, hitting the bullseye every time, and that shooting the halberd at the gate was a truly impressive feat.
But he is now too strong; an ordinary bow simply cannot support him or withstand his strength.
It could easily break if you're not careful.
Therefore, in battle, the halberd is more useful, easier to handle, and more convenient.
"Your Highness, I know what you're worried about. Just shoot gently and aim carefully."
The rest is entirely up to my skills!
Yuwen Chenglong patted his chest and said with absolute confidence, his face full of pride.
His skill in preparing poisons was unparalleled.
All it takes is a dip in the arrow and a swipe of his specially made poison.
If the skin is even slightly scratched, the other person will be poisoned to death, and even a god couldn't save them.
"You tampered with my arrows?"
Lu Xiao picked up an arrow and examined it closely. He noticed that it was blackened and had a faint odor. He immediately understood what was going on.
"A slight adjustment will make your archery both accurate and deadly."
Yuwen Chenglong smiled, his face full of cunning and slyness.
He not only tampered with Lü Xiao's arrows and poisoned the prince's arrows, but he also did the same to the other soldiers; everyone was involved.
A volley of arrows was fired, dense and numerous, like a torrential downpour. If the enemy was still alive, they were lucky to survive!
"That's enough."
Lu Xiao didn't say much, and casually put the arrows back into the quiver.
Anyway, he never used the bow and arrow as his main weapon, only occasionally.
"Your Highness, it seems the enemy is trying to concentrate their warships and ram our main ship."
Li Jing, who had been watching the battlefield closely with keen eyes, immediately spoke.
"Let each do their own thing. You decide how to fight."
Lu Xiao picked up the Wufang Tianji and weighed it in his hand, feeling quite nervous.
After all, we were on a great river, with the swaying planks beneath our feet and the bottomless water all around us.
What should I do if I fall into the water?
"promise!"
Li Jing accepted the order and then arranged for a group of generals to be assigned tasks and to deploy troops.
Yuwen Chenglong, Luo Cheng, Ao Yu, and others disembarked from the large ship and went to other small boats, where they dispersed and fought independently.
On the entire main ship, there were only two generals, Lü Xiao and Yu Juluo, one old and one young.
As the sound of war drums rose, like thunder, it resounded across the river.
The two fleets met, clashed, and the sounds of battle shook the heavens.
The enemy ships, as if possessed, recklessly rammed into the Sui army's main ship, one after another, fearless and undaunted.
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