Whether it is the lethality of the large bows and heavy arrows, or the overall level of archery of the Jiannu, they are better than any previous local barbarian regime.

I saw hundreds of Jian slaves standing on the river bank, forming a formation that was several miles long.

These slave-building archers really treated Wu Sanwang and the others as rabbits and shot them for fun. Otherwise, if they had gathered thousands of archers and fired a single volley, they would have turned a dozen village warriors into hedgehogs.

But Jian Nu didn't do that, and wanted to shoot Xiang Yong as a rabbit.

Xiang Yong beside Wu Sanwang fell into a pool of blood one after another.

Soon, Wu Sanwang was the only Xiangyong left gliding on the ice.

The slaves on the bank of the Yellow River became even more fanatical and seemed to be betting on him.

Looking up again, I saw that the section of the river controlled by Jiannu was still at least a hundred steps away.

Are you still unable to get in after all? Wu Sanwang let out a desperate lament.

However, just when Wu Sanwang was thinking that he was going to die, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded from the banks on both sides.

Immediately, Jiannu, who was standing on the bank of the Yellow River, panicked and pointed their bows and arrows at the night sky in front of them.
Chapter completed!