When the horn in the enemy formation in the distance on the opposite side blew, Liu Yu knew that they were gathering in formation to prepare for an attack, and this was also the only chance for trebuchets. The target is not dead, and once they move, the trebuchet, which reacts very slowly, is basically powerless, so he immediately notified Ye Yingji in the city.

After a while, a stone projectile flew into the air and smashed into the open space between the two armies, Liu Yu estimated the distance in the telescope and the range that two hundred planes could cover, and reported the general adjustment plan to the city. Then his eyes were fixed on the movement of the enemy army, and after a while, there was movement in the camera.

At this time, the sky was already bright, the sun was rising in mid-air, and the light projected was getting stronger and stronger, passing through the middle of the battlefield, and neither side could take advantage. There is no way to do this, if you don't line up like this, you can't stop the enemy, and at this time, Liu Yu's lens flashed with a large area of dazzling golden light, which was caused by the metal on the weapons and armor being irradiated by the sun.

The earth-shattering marching drum beats, and the golden light begins to grow in size and weigh down heavily. Liu Yu looked left and right, but he couldn't see his head on either side. Is the enemy doing his best? His face grew solemn, and before he knew it, his breathing became rough.

Under the countless banners, the enemy troops marching forward in unison to the beat of drums, and almost all of them were tall and long-legged northern men walking in the front, with iron armor from top to bottom, and a large hardwood and iron-inlaid shield held on their chests. Just looking at this costume, you know that the grade must not be low, the long knife slapped on the shield, and the mouth still shouted something from time to time.

Seeing them getting closer and closer to the stone bullet in the middle of the battlefield, Liu Yu held the telescope in one hand and groped on the walkie-talkie with the other, pressing the launch button. A hundred households of the Han army were a little surprised when they saw the stone bullet half buried in the soil, and raised their feet and kicked it down hard, as if they wanted to step on it.

"At this moment, play three rounds in a row, be fast, and finish speaking." Putting down the binoculars, Liu Yu got on the counter and gave a command. Hearing his words, Li Tingzhi pointed the camera in the direction of the city, intending to see with his own eyes what kind of situation it would be.

When the screaming sound sounded, it had already overwhelmed the rumbling drum beat of the battlefield, and there was no need for a telescope at all, and two hundred stone projectiles of various kinds flew into the air, black and crushed like a dark cloud. Regardless of whether they are friends or enemies, all the people on the battlefield are intimidated by this moment and unconsciously look up at the sky.

Despite being prepared, Li Tingzhi was still stunned by what he saw, it was not that he had never seen that kind of scene like arrows and stones, but it was not this that surprised him. But when this stone projectile was still flying in mid-air and did not fall, a black cloud of the same size flew up in the city, what kind of thing can hit so fast?

But listening to Liu Yu's tone, three rounds? Li Tingzhi didn't wait long, when the first round of stone bullets fell into the crowd, the second round of stone bullets had just risen into the air, and a new black cloud immediately rose above the city.

Maybe the enemy didn't think that the stone bullets would come out of the city, and when the shadow fell, many people were still watching dumbfounded, and the officers and officers who reacted first began to shout loudly, but it was too late, and the huge scream was like the breath of death, falling on the heads of the dense crowd.

In an instant, there were many gaps in the originally neat team, broken arms and stumps flew everywhere with blood, and terrible screams echoed, even if they were wearing full-body iron armor, they were as fragile as a tile at this time, and they were torn to pieces lightly.

The enemy began to run forward with all his might, and the formation was a little scattered, and the gaps were filled immediately, only to be soon followed by a second round of bullets. By the time the third blow came, the entire team was almost rushing through the area, and only more than half of the stone bullets hit the crowd.

Liu Yu glanced at Li Tingzhi speechlessly, under this kind of blow, even those enemy foot soldiers in the bomb area did not disperse. Li Tingzhi also had a wry smile on his face, what he thought of was, if his Huai soldiers were hit by this blow, would they still be able to move forward so hard?

"Herald! The archer is in the air, and the crossbow arrows are fired horizontally, firing on their own. Liu Yu reined in his mind, the trebuchet had to turn the angle to catch up with their advancing speed, and the partial machine stretched forward quickly, but it was not easy to rotate left and right, and as soon as the enemy rushed closer, it would be difficult to rely on them again, so he gave an order, and the crossbowmen in the rear began to act.

The enemy was so dense that there was no need to aim, and the Divine Arm Bow first sent a rain of arrows forward, and the iron crossbow arrows of Ping Fei pierced through the barbed wire, which was worthy of meeting the enemy's infantry brigade that rushed within a hundred paces. The foot soldiers who were running to dodge the stone bullets in the air and had no time to raise the shield in their hands were shot down, and the enemy who reacted hurriedly protected himself with a shield, but the sound of "snorting" sounded in the sky, and countless feathered arrows fell down again.

It's just that although the Divine Arm Bow is far away, the launch interval is very long, except for Liu Shiyong's kind of bull who can be wound between breaths, most ordinary forbidden soldiers have to turn the bow body upside down and step on the tail ring hard. Therefore, by the time the second rain of arrows came out of the Song army's formation, the enemy had already approached the barbed wire fence ahead.

Simultaneous strikes from the sky and from the front were still too much for the enemy to do, and some marksmen were always able to find the gaps that the enemy inadvertently exposed, and then kill them with a single arrow. At this moment, Liu Yu suddenly heard some slight noises coming from the air in his ears, and before he could raise his head, several pro-soldiers raised their big shields to protect him and Li Ting tightly.

The arrows that fell from the sky hit the wooden shield with a dull sound, and this was the return fire of the enemy archers? Liu Yu struggled to raise the binoculars, and saw that some of the people behind the enemy team stopped advancing, presumably they launched it, and quickly contacted the city through the walkie-talkie, these people stood still, it was a good target for trebuchets to strike, who let them threaten their lives.

After a while, the trebuchets in the city began to fire, falling intermittently, and began to drive away the archers behind the enemy ranks, although they did not kill much, but they no longer dared to stand still and shoot calmly, and the threat from the sky immediately decreased considerably.

The pheasant slave standing by nonchalantly unswiped a falling feathered arrow, and the enemy approached the barbed wire, finally entering her range. With a backhand, the mulberry longbow was in his hand, and he bit an arrow in his mouth as usual, and his big bright eyes blinked a few times, as if he had locked onto the target, and then the bowstring trembled slightly, and a black feathered arrow flew out, piercing the calf of an officer's weakest protection, and the pain made him unable to move.

The enemy in front of the barbed wire began to put the big shield under his feet, and the corpses of his fallen companions in front of him were also used, braving the Song army's arrow rain to open the way through the barbed wire. Soon after, the dead bodies alone provided several passages, and the enemy foot soldiers, led by the officers, rushed without hesitation.

The Song army's foot soldiers who were holding swords, shields, and spears in front of the battle all straightened up, holding their breath and preparing to meet the enemy's onslaught. The crossbowmen in the back row tried their best to speed up their firing, just hoping to slow down the enemy's pace slightly, and seeing this scene, Jin Ming and the others at the back also quickly stood up, ready to enter the battle at any time.

Looking at the past from Liu Yu's point of view, the dense human heads in front of him poured in like a tide, spears and swords and shields intersected, and the two armies collided fiercely. On the battlefield where there is no end in sight, there are cries of fighting everywhere, and the way of war has become extremely simple, no matter which side it is, if it falls, it will make up for the other, until there is no one to make up for it.

"Rushed in, rushed in." Dong Wenbing, who clenched his fists, was a little excited, in his opinion, as long as the two armies were strangled together, it would be considered a success. The battlefield ahead is full of dead corpses, and such a large casualty, as long as it can be exchanged for a victory, it will be worth it.

Not far from him, Azihan was not as optimistic as him, this kind of hand-to-hand combat with a total of nearly 100,000 people, the competition was just to see who could not hold out first, as for the victory and defeat can only be handed over to God, and the warring sides have almost no fancy. However, he also had to admit that as far as the appearance of this battle was concerned, these Han troops were indeed quite tough and elite.

This was not at all the way the Mongols were fighting, and he owed a debt on horseback, and unconsciously looked back again in the direction of the camp south of the city, hoping that a large puff of smoke and dust would appear in his sight. If he has a cavalry of about 10,000 people in his hand, he can let them bypass Niushou Mountain, whether it is to launch a surprise attack from behind or to rescue the commander who does not know whether he is alive or dead, it is much stronger than such a strong formation that shakes the enemy.

What Dong Wenbing and Azhuhan were looking forward to was the arrival of the Mongol cavalry, but they all seemed to have forgotten that there was still an army outside the east gate. Both of them didn't mention it intentionally or unintentionally, as if they didn't exist at all, which made Lu Wenhuan, who was walking around his big tent in annoyance, a little overwhelmed.

"Sixth brother, the handsome man ordered us to hold on, let's just follow the order, why bother yourself, when tens of thousands of households in Azhuhan passed by, they didn't ask us to accompany them." Fan Wenhu said with a grin, his face full of disapproval.

It can only be said that the east gate is too far away from the west of the city, and there is a whole Jiankang City in between, so although the cannon sound shook the sky last night, it did not affect this side at all. The order from the big marshal Boyan didn't say anything strict, so until now, they didn't know anything about what was happening in the big camp.

Lu Wenhuan did not answer with a calm face, his troubles came completely from intuition, this is a kind of sixth sense on the battlefield formed by being in the army for a long time, and he can't say why, he always feels uneasy. Especially when Azihan led people through the east gate, he didn't even inform himself of any action, which is really a bit abnormal.

"It's not a suspicion, it's really strange, be careful, there's nothing wrong with it. Brother Kui, you can go around in person and see what is happening in Dong Shenzheng's place. After a long time, Lu Wenhuan turned around, looked at his nephew, and commanded.