On the unusually quiet battlefield, William's voice spread far away, and Salida Khan, who was far away with amazing strength, naturally heard his half-excited, half-angry voice. otbnkotgt "Yes, of course you are not afraid of me.
What you are afraid of is Tartaria.
What you are afraid of is the two hundred thousand troops under my command.
What you are afraid of is that Tartaria is dozens of times stronger than Mystia.
The power of William, the young wolf."
At the end of the sentence, Salida Khan's expression became extremely ferocious.
He naturally hated William more than William hated him.
Naturally, William caused him more losses than he gained from William.
It can even be said that during the many years that Salida Khan controlled the Tartariya Khanate, the only one who really caused harm to the Tartariya Khanate and made Salida Khan feel pain in his bones was William. people.
Hate, anger, and a strong desire to kill.
If possible, Salida Khan was even willing to make huge concessions: a kingdom, an army of 100,000, or even more.
He was willing to trade this for William's death.
That's it.
Compared with the two reasons analyzed by William before, that William was easier to deal with than Duke Otto, and that the fortress on the lower Vistula River was closer to Mystia, Sarida Khan had another important reason.
That was William's life.
Kill him, kill him.
Kill this bastard.
At the same time that William "saw" Salida Khan, Salida Khan also saw William at the same time.
"Yes, that's that person.
Why isn't he my son, the wolf cub of the Hereford family?"
I once imagined another script in which the protagonist was the prince of Tsarist Russia.
But he was shot dead by the editor.
While muttering to himself, he turned his head and looked at Zhebie, the best marksman under his command.
Every nomadic khan has a dream of Genghis Khan, and every khan who has a dream of Genghis Khan There is a sharpshooter named Zhebei around him.
"Say hello to him."
"Yes, my master."
After bowing slightly, Khan's hound bowed and drew an arrow in one go.
Before most people could react, he had already retracted his bow, then bowed slightly and retreated behind Salida Khan.
At the same time, although a moment had indeed passed, the physical sense of time was indeed "at the same time."
At the same time, an arrow appeared in front of William.
The speed was astonishingly fast, so fast that people had no time to reflect on the next moment.
William had a short-barreled gun in his hand, drew the gun, took aim, and pulled the trigger.
It was also done in one go, even faster than Jebe.
Faster.
After that, the lead bullet directly hit the arrow cluster of the feather arrow.
Surprisingly, the arrow cluster split the lead bullet into two halves.
However, after such a "pause", the speed of the feather arrow also dropped a lot. .
So, the next moment, the feather arrow was in William's hand.
"Very good, very fast, it's like teleporting.
It's terrible and he didn't say hello at all, despicable barbarian."
William murmured to himself, and then used a little force to lift the pure steel arrow.
Hold it in half.
"Maybe this is the Tartariya way of saying hello."
Next to William, Shalomi said.
"Maybe.
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Maybe Salida Khan is a more enlightened Centaur Khan.
But no matter how enlightened the Centaur Khan is, he is still a barbarian."
After William finished these words, he broke his hand into two steel pieces.
The feather arrow was thrown to the ground.
"Guess how many centaurs there are with such skill?"
William asked.
"two" "One."
After William said this, he looked at the fort next to him.
The fully enclosed fort is equipped with a thirty-two-pound heavy fortress cannon.
It is a treasure that William spent a lot of money to buy from Polotsk.
Only eight heavy artillery pieces like this were deployed in the entire fortress.
These eight thirty-two-pound guns, and the heavier four forty-eight-pound guns, formed the heavy firepower group of the Circassian Estuary Fortress.
The maximum range of these artillery is about five kilometers.
The effective range is only two kilometers.
"Across the Vistula River, it's about three kilometers or even further from here.
There is such a lunatic around Salida Khan."
William thought as he pulled out the short-barreled musket from his waist, which was only faster than Jebe. slow.
"It's a pity that the range is too short.
No, even an anti-materiel rifle probably doesn't have such a range.
What a pervert."
"So, why is there only one person?"
Next to William, Chalumi asked this question again.
"If there are two more, I will be the one who dies."
William replied: "He wants me to die, desperately wants me to die.
And Salida Khan is a very rational person.
She will not let him die because she can't.
It’s so cheap to catch him and then slowly concoct such stupid reasons to let the opportunity go.”
"So, do you think that archer can still draw his bow?"
Shalumi asked this question again.
"I guess not," William replied.
After that, he turned around and walked in the direction of the stairs: "The officer on duty passed the order and the entire army was on alert.
Then the news was passed to Krakow as quickly as possible.
And the fortress on the upper reaches of the Vistula River."
"Yes, yes, Earl."
After William finished these words, the shadow officer beside him conveyed William's order in the shortest possible time.
"Today is just an appearance.
I know that.
The real battle is after this.
Not even tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.
Do you really want my life no matter the cost, or are you just making a gesture?
In other words, it depends on the situation If it's the latter, I'm sorry to say you're going to be disappointed. " After the initial surprise, anger and fear subsided, what was burning in William's heart was excitement, yes, huge, uncontrollable excitement.
Isn't this what he wants?
Isn't this worth making people happy?
Soon, soon, he will have an unparalleled battle with one of the best commanders in the world, Salida Khan of Tartariya.
The battle started.
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As a noble, is there anything in this world that makes me happier?
Especially at this point in time.
"The cavalry is coming to an end, and the nomadic barbarians will eventually be torn apart by the machinery of civilization.
Even in another world.
Therefore, this is the last chance for Salida Khan and the nomads of Tartaria he represents.
If the last glory of the Nomadic Cavalry Empire hadn't been another twenty years, ten years or maybe even less, I would never have had this opportunity again.
Lucky, yes.
From that point of view, I'm very lucky. " Facing such a thing, William couldn't help but smile.
Salida Khan, what is that?
Just a stepping stone.
A polished, priceless stepping stone. 160420oshow7: