The foal looked at the tiger's head again.

It's really a matter of Hutou's decision, he really has no good idea.

At this time, the seven Japanese men on the opposite side hunched again and rushed to them with their weapons.

The sudden shouts just now not only affected the tiger head and the little foal, but also paused for a moment, and one of the Japanese even hurriedly fell to the ground.

But the Japanese people ran away immediately, and they were afraid of being discovered.

However, the Japanese man's slept just now gave Hutou a firm confidence, and it turned out that Japanese man was also afraid.

Since the Japanese were also afraid, Hutou calmed down and his idea came.

"With this land bundle blocking you, hurry up and run back and to the tall wormwood behind.

You shoot an arrow at these Japanese people, and you want them to see that you are just a child!" Hutou began to give orders to the little foal.

"What about you?" The little foal began to worry about the tiger's head.

When Shang Zhen Zhen was the first to be a thief and rob money from the manor, Hutou successfully appeared with his own hand gun and bird gun, and injured more than ten farm directors in just two shots.

In order to treat these dozen or so farm doctors, the owner of the farm paid a lot of money.

As far as the little foal knows, one Zhuang Ding's eyes were blinded, and one Zhuang Ding's arm was almost sawed down!

But just after the little foal had contacted Tiger Head for too much, he realized that the tiger head's pistol had only 20 or 30 steps, and the bird gun could only go further than fifty steps.

This tiny lead pellet will cause future trouble after hitting the human body, but as long as it is not hitting the other party's eyes, the other party has the ability to move.

Because the tiger head's weapon is weak, then he ran away with his tail. Wouldn't he leave the tiger head in front and then the Japanese cut the tiger head again?

"You shoot a little tilt when shooting arrows at the Japanese so that they won't see me. When the Japanese are close to me, I will shoot at them!" Hutou replied.

Judging from Hutou's combat plan, he was indeed thinking about it. However, the little foal still felt that there was something wrong.

"But that's not OK. You can't kill the Japanese even if you throw them away. They will chop you up again!" Xiao Ma Jun said anxiously.

No matter how the two of them usually talk, they are now facing the enemy together.

The little foal naturally cares about the safety of Tiger Head. At this time, he forgot what he thought about before and wanted Tiger Head to rush forward.

Otherwise, the passion of young people is always hot!

"Don't worry about me, or I will turn my head and run back, or I will fight against the Japanese with a knife." Hutou replied.

The little foal was about to say something, but Hutou had already urged: "You go quickly, otherwise it would be too late. We will fight hard and only be killed."

The foal has no choice.

It seems that the Japanese are approaching.

Fortunately, the weeds on the mound are still quite dense, and the Japanese still haven't noticed them yet.

But if he runs slowly, they will be killed by their heads.

There is no suspense about this.

The tiger head is not Shang Zhen, and the little foal is not a wedding candy. Neither of them has the ability to fight hand-to-hand combat.

The little foal shrank back and climbed down the mound, and with the cover of the mound, he walked towards the artemisia behind.

The artemisia grass is only thirty or forty steps away from this mound.

Fortunately, this wormwood is quite close to the mound, otherwise he would not even be able to shoot an arrow. The moment he drilled into the wormwood, the little foal thought.

Of course, the foal shot a bow and arrow.

There is one in the manor, and he had played with it when he was in the manor.

But with his strength, he could only push the bow and arrow halfway. He was so strong that he could shoot the feather arrows for more than 100 steps and had lethality, but he could only shoot fifty or sixty steps.

But this is the moment when the eyebrows are burning. For him, the arrow is already on the string.

With the cover of the artemisia, the foal detoured for more than ten steps to the flank, and then squatted down and looked back.

And here he saw that the Japanese were closer, and the direction the Japanese were heading was the mound where the tiger head was hiding.

This is understandable. The Japanese also hope to find a place to cover their bodies, and they are afraid that they will be ambushed by others when they move forward rashly.

The little foal looked at the tiger's head behind the mound that had already lit the fuse with a fire slit, and he saw the flames of the fire slit!

At this time, Hutou had already turned his head and looked at his position.

Although the tiger head did not speak, the little foal could understand it. Now he needs to shoot arrows by himself and show his macho spirit by himself.

The little foal watched the Japanese run to the mound. It would be too late to not ejaculate, and the mound would cover the Japanese.

So at this moment, he felt his mind hot, and suddenly jumped up from the weeds and rushed forward.

And when he jumped out, he put the arrow in his right hand on the bow in his left hand and spread it out like a Japanese man!

Oh, the tiger head hiding behind the mound at this time was amazed at the performance of the foal.

In fact, he was also afraid that the foal was timid and dared not move, but when he saw the foal jumping up from the weeds and holding an arrow to hold the bow, he suddenly felt that the foal was also a brave soldier!

The little foal jumped out so big that he could feel the tiger's head, and the Japanese people who had been moving forward carefully naturally saw it.

Just as the Japanese shouted, the little foal used all his strength to feed himself.

He pulled the bow to the largest, and then shot an arrow at the Japanese man in front.

When the Japanese people saw the foal jumping out and shooting an arrow, they were really shocked.

They left too deep memories of Zhang Shangzhen's bows and arrows.

Seeing feathered arrows flying over, the Japanese subconsciously used the weapons in their hands to block them.

Then the long spear in the hands of the Japanese man walking in the front drove onto the flying feather arrow.

With a "thump", the feather arrow was driven away by this Japanese man! How powerful can the foal be? The strength of this arrow is different from what they imagined!

When the Japanese saw that the arrow was actually driven away, they were stunned and then looked at the foal and showed joy.

The foal is only half a boy, and the people in the Yangtze River are short, so the way for the people in the Yangtze River to measure the age of the Han people is to compare their height. As long as they are about the same height as theirs, they are all children among the Han people.

Seeing that there was only a child in front of him, the Japanese shouted happily and ran towards the foal with a weapon.

But when he arrived, the little foal still did not retreat. He actually drew another arrow and put it on the bow and shot it at the Ying people!

But his power is too small after all. Although the winner is closer, the second feather arrow was blocked by the Japanese again after the winner calls.

There are Japanese people who are already laughing.

Seeing this situation with the foal, it was like a child holding a sledgehammer of pounds.

Not to mention whether he could swing a sledgehammer to smash things, I’m afraid that before he could swing the sledgehammer, the sledgehammer would fall to the ground and smash his own feet!
Chapter completed!