C146 A front game of war

Tao made a turn, and the chill swept past him, the sound of a sharp arrow cutting through the air, brushing against his scalp and body. He flipped over the fallen steed and crawled on the ground, dodging the sharp arrow behind him.

"Tap, tap, tap …"

The sounds of horse hooves galloping could be heard as the sharp sounds of crossbow arrows piercing through the air rang out without pause