Chapter 829 - More than Two Thousand Five Hundred Points (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When he faced the Mongolian cavaliers’ powerful charge, even Happy, as strong as he was, did not dare face their charge head on.

One of the reasons was because the Mongolian cavaliers’ archery skills were indeed extraordinary, and even with Shifting Stars and Arhat Body, he will still have a hard time protecting himself. The second reason was because the 1,000-man commanders, who were as strong as the evil cult elders, as well as the man with the alloy staff were right in front of the charge. These people were not easy to deal with.

But the current situation was different, the Mongolian cavaliers chased after the Chinese and fired their arrows. Those arrows were targeted at different targets. Happy was hidden in the crowd, and that meant the danger he faced had been greatly reduced. He absolutely had a chance to gain some points for himself.

“Kill him!”

To the martial artists around Happy, Happy was not a very eye-catching presence, but to the Mongolian cavaliers, that was the exact opposite.

The man with the alloy staff knew very clearly that this man with the Bamboo Hat had saved the Chinese general from his hands, causing him to lose what was already in his grasp.

Right now, when he saw that Happy had fallen back. He shouted an order and got himself a longbow.

The astonishing longbow was fully drawn.

Buzz!

The moment the bow string was released, the arrow charged to Happy’s back ahead of the others, and Happy was shocked by it.

Petite Dragon!

His body moved in irregular movements, and the arrow shot into the ground ahead of Happy. The fletching could not even be seen. The entire arrow was deeply embedded in the ground, and this was a clear reflection of the power in the arrow.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Then, the second wave of arrows that blotted out the sky finally arrived. It was the same as the first wave, they still shot to the Chinese army in a large area!

This time, Happy did not hesitate anymore.

Shifting Stars!

If someone turned his head around and looked at the sky at that moment, they will definitely be so shocked that their jaws will fall. Among the large layer of dark clouds were arrows, but right then, one-fifth of them suddenly changed their direction in the sky! They strangely gathered together and shot to the Mongolian cavaliers who came at them.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

But there was no endless sounds of flesh being pierced through, because Happy’s targets this time were not the Mongolian cavaliers right in front of the charge.

More than two hundred arrows gathered their firepower together and shot to the five 1,000-man commanders and the man with the alloy staff.

Compared to the two hundred or so normal Mongolian cavaliers, these big fishes were worth much more!

“What?!”

When they were faced with the sudden and fierce onslaught, the five 1,000-man commanders widened their eyes in fear. They cried out strangely, and they were shot full of arrows when they swung their weapons to block the arrows.

Each 1,000-man commander was worth five hundred points, and so, Happy obtained those two thousand five hundred points.

But the man with the alloy was a bit more troublesome.

When he saw that the situation was not right, he moved dexterously and slid under his steed.

The pitiful war horse withstood all the onslaught from the arrows in his place. It was shot so badly that not a single part of it was left intact.

The man with the alloy staff was still shot a few times, though, and he landed behind his cavaliers with a sour expression.

When he saw this, Happy thought that it was a great pity. If there were more arrows, the situation might have been better. The 10,000-man commander was worth one thousand points, and while Happy had no idea what sort of loot he will drop either, he was certain it will be good, and that 10,000-man commander was his main target! He had tried his best to affect and control more arrows with the Shifting Stars just now, but in the end, he noticed that all that he could control was already his limit.

But that was alright.

The deaths of the five 1,000-man commanders and the 10,000-man commander falling behind his battalion made Happy change his tactic. He faced the Mongolian cavaliers who charged at him like a tidal wave, and Happy did not choose to continue retreating. Instead, he went up against them.