The Xie brothers never expected that their subordinates were not afraid of death on weekdays, and they were extremely vicious, but today they all have a cowardly appearance.

If this kind of emotion spreads, I am afraid that these people will have a sense of fear.

The anvil shouted to the minions: "Brothers, I have heard that there are only 1,800 people on the other side, and before they have yet to converge, the brothers will rush over and defeat these officers and troops in one go. How can more than 3,000 of us let these hundreds of people be frightened!"

The minions listened to the anvil's shout, and one by one they were a little relieved, and when they looked at the other side, there were only five or six hundred people, no matter how well-trained these people were, they were only two shoulders and a head, and six or seven people here could still lose if they beat one of them.

Seeing that the faces of his subordinates had changed, Xie Anvil struck while the iron was hot, and roared loudly: "It's not that our snake and scorpion mountain has not defeated the official army, these people look neat and tidy, once they hand over their mobile phones and become straw bales, they make these flashy things all day long, and they rely on the fight of one knife and one gun, not the queue for the official master!"

"Listen to my orders, fire bows and arrows in unison, until the quiver is empty!"

With this command of the anvil, the men with bows and arrows among the many minions came to the front of the group. Most of these people used to be hunters around the Snake and Scorpion Mountain, or they were stragglers who were wandering here, so they were quite accurate in their archery skills.

There were more than 300 of these people, and the bows and arrows in their hands were quite good, they were all things in the army, not made by ordinary craftsmen.

Xu Fei didn't think about it because he was besieged in the cottage just now, but now he saw that the bows and arrows in the hands of so many people were all of excellent standard, and his heart couldn't help but move.

It seems that this Song Zhuang is not only able to find a candidate through the Gangsha Town Demon Record, but also knows that this person must have colluded with some forces on the border with so many well-made knives and spears, strong bows and arrows.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to buy such a large amount of ordnance.

Just as he was thinking of this, he heard a loud roar from the anvil, and the thieves pulled their bows and arrows one after another, and the arrows rained down from the sky.

The two armies were seventy or eighty zhang apart, and these people were able to throw arrows at them, which showed that they were all powerful people.

Without waiting for Zhi Xingshuai to give an order, the leaders of the ironclad army issued an order together, and all the people crouched on the ground, except for the shield soldiers in the first row, and the ironclad soldiers behind also took out the iron cards they carried with them to protect their heads.

Only a clanging sound was heard, and those arrows fell on the camp composed of giant shields and iron cards like a shower of raindrops, and the arrows were all bounced away, and none of them injured the soldiers of the Zhi family's army.

When the two armies are fighting, there will often be a surprise attack by archers who are projectile from a long distance, and there are people in the team who are responsible for observing at any time.

The huge shields and iron plates of the Zhi Jiajun just now were assembled without any gaps, just like a huge piece of iron. Those arrows flew like rain, but none of them could break through the defense, which shows the hard training of these Zhijia troops on weekdays.

Those minions didn't care about this, and desperately shot the arrows in the quiver, and in a short time, the quivers carried by more than 300 people were all empty.

This method of warfare is the number of ways often used by the Xie brothers, and ordinary officers and soldiers only need to use these people to take advantage of their strength and shoot from a distance.

Then all the minions rushed like wolves and tigers, and they could crush the official army, which has been tried and tested repeatedly.

But today's situation is a little different, no matter how his minions shoot arrows, there is no scream and shout from the other side. These arrows rain are so dense, isn't there even a single person on the other side who has been hit by an arrow?

The Xie brothers were also a little anxious in their hearts.

The rain of arrows went from dense to threes and twos, and except for a few minions with slow hands, the other archers had already shot their quivers empty. I saw that the opposite side was like a big iron shell, and there was neither screaming nor the slightest movement.

The Xie brothers raised their hands, stopped the archers from continuing to fire, and then waved their palms downward, only to hear a howl like a ghost crying wolf, and the three thousand minions rushed forward like a river that had broken the embankment.

These people did not have any formation and equipment cooperation, but they were all red-eyed and moved forward bravely. The weapon in his hand flickered with a cold light, and the sound of thousands of people running wildly at the same time made the earth tremble.

These people pounced on the formation of the Zhi family army like a group of wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, and three thousand people were about to crush the five hundred people on the opposite side. Three thousand people rushed like a herd of beasts, trampling the barren grass and soil in the witch lawn one after another.

And the Zhi Jiajun still maintained the appearance of an airtight big iron shell, and there was no change. It's just that the formation is shrinking rapidly, turning into a small hollow square array, like a mouthful of words.

In the center of this formation are fifty of the most elite ironclad soldiers, when they usually charge, these people are heavily armored with people and horses, and carry the heavy weapons they are good at, they are the most elite existences in the Zhi family's army.

At a distance of sixty or seventy zhang, three thousand thieves rushed to him in a moment, and the fastest legs and feet in the front had already reached about ten zhang.

But I saw that the layers of giant shields and iron cards suddenly dispersed, and the ironclad soldiers under the shields were all holding strong bows, and they were all equipped with white feather arrows on them.

Only a bowstring sounded, and the white feather arrow shot out like a torrential rain of hail.

This distance of about ten zhang is the most incisive distance for the lethality of bows and arrows, and the thieves who rushed to the front were shot like hedgehogs when they boarded, and they fell out one after another.

But these thieves were quite brave and good at fighting, stepping on the corpses of their companions and continuing to rush forward, but the white feather arrow seemed to never stop, without the slightest pause.

The arrows were endless, and all you could hear on the battlefield was the constant sound of whizzing arrows breaking through the air, and the incessant screams of the thieves.

These ironclad soldiers all twisted three white feather arrows at the same time with one hand, and they all used the chain arrow method. Each of the five hundred ironclad soldiers had two large quivers, and the countless white feather arrows were like a gust of white wind, constantly shooting down the thieves who rushed over.

It was as if the thieves had encountered an invisible wall of death, and had come to a standstill at a distance of ten feet. Only corpses can occasionally fall in at this distance, and all life falls to the invisible wall of death.

The three thousand thieves were shot dead in just a few moments, each of them with several arrows, and the corpses in front of them resembled a pile of giant white hedgehogs with strange shapes.

The thieves in the back finally began to be timid, some turned around and retreated, and some hid behind the dead corpses, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

The first assault was shot back before it could reach the ironclad formation, and some of the thieves who had not yet been killed on the ground let out heart-palpitating screams and wails. Some of the retreating thieves were also wounded by arrows, and they gritted their teeth and endured bitterly.

The Xie brothers were shocked, but they didn't expect that there were only a few hundred people on the other side, and they would be able to block the impact of their more than 3,000 fierce murderers who were not afraid of death. Seeing that the layers of dead corpses were afraid of two or three hundred people, the two armies had lost nearly one percent of their manpower before they could make contact.

I didn't expect that I was used to it in peacetime, and the tried and tested tactics actually kicked the iron plate today, and the speed of fire of these ironclad army's white feather arrows was something that every ironclad army could only have if they knew how to shoot with beads.

But the Xie brothers can also see that after this burst of extremely fast launches, there are not many white feather arrows left in those ironclad troops, and they should no longer be able to use the arrow rain defense just now.

Najiebao roared: "Brothers, these officers and soldiers have run out of arrows, now quickly step forward, kill these officers and soldiers, and avenge the blood hatred of the dead brothers!"

After this roar of the fort, those frightened thieves all settled down to watch, and sure enough, most of the ironclad quivers dozens of feet away were empty.

The tail of the white feather arrow is made of white feathers, although it is also very conspicuous in the night. The rain of arrows from those officers and soldiers just now was really terrifying, but without arrows, how could hundreds of people in this area resist it.

The thieves regrouped and gave the order to unanvil.

He rushed towards the ironclad army like crazy.

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