Chapter 875
As a small vanguard general, he could not possibly compete with Zhang Ning's prestige.
Run.
Only by running is there a way to live.
Therefore, after Bian Xi, Deng Mao ran toward the distance without looking back.
Duan Yu stood in front of the camp gate, watching the battle outside.
The surroundings of this tent were all Cheng Yuanzhi's confidants; killing them is fine too.
"Lord."
Jia Dong ran over from behind, holding a bow and an arrow in his hand.
"Lord, that guy ran away." Jia Dong looked at Deng Mao, who was fleeing in the distance.
Duan Yu smiled slightly and took the bow and arrow from Jia Dong's hand.
Jia Dong's eyes immediately became excited, and he said to Zhang Niujiao and the others to the side: "Watch carefully, the Lord's archery is truly invincible in the world."
"You are lucky today; the Lord hasn't made a move for a long time."
"Today, let you broaden your horizons."
Jia Dong proudly raised his chin, as if he were the one showing off in front of people.
And at this time, Deng Mao had already run a distance of about two hundred paces.
Two hundred paces.
Zhang Niujiao and the others widened their eyes.
At this distance, how much strength would it take to hit the target?
Then, to their surprise, Duan Yu was not in a hurry.
Instead, he checked the bow and arrow, and then bent the bow and set the arrow unhurriedly.
He even turned his head and smiled slightly at Zhang Ning.
At this time, Zhang Ning's eyes were full of Duan Yu, who looked like a god of war.
Deng Mao fled frantically, and when he ran out about three hundred paces, he didn't forget to look back.
It was also at this moment.
A stream of light flashed by.
Pfft!
The arrow pierced through his brow.
Deng Mao's knees went soft, and he fell directly to the ground.
In front of the tent gate, Zhang Niujiao, Chu Yan, Guan Hai, and Guan Cheng and others were all looking at Duan Yu as if they were looking at a monster.
Three hundred paces.
One arrow hit the brow.
The arrow pierced through the skull.
What kind of accuracy and strength is this?
Is this the tiger general of the world?
August, early autumn is approaching.
A fast horse ran toward Luoyang City at a very fast speed.
The cavalry had two flags inserted behind him and held a bamboo tube in his hand.
When he rode into the Pingcheng Gate, he shouted loudly for the surrounding people to move aside.
"Move aside!"
"Move aside!"
"Bingzhou eight-hundred-li emergency!"
"Bingzhou eight-hundred-li emergency!"
"Move aside!"
The cavalry rushed directly toward the direction of the Three Lords' mansion, the horse's hooves urgent. ===== CHAPTER 877 =====
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