readx; The camp of the super brave was in sight, Lao Guning was not far behind him, and the violent bear couldn't care so much at this moment, waving the steel knife in his hand, and shouted: "Little cubs, we have been forced to a dead end, only by rushing to the death can we live, kill ......"

In the thunderous sound of horses' hooves, even the closest guards beside the bear could not hear what he was saying. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, everyone is a compatriot of their own clan, and the sudden acceleration of the violent bear's action is tantamount to sending a strong signal to the warriors: fight to the death!

Li Yunqing, who had returned to the command vehicle at the top of the slope, kept holding the monocular in his hand, and every move of the Murowei soldiers was under his control.

"The crossbowmen are in position, the first row is fired, and the four rows behind are wound. If there are casualties, the second platoon will fill the seats and then rescue the wounded. "Li Yunqing is worthy of being a transactional talent, and the sniper orders he issued are much more detailed than Li Zhongyi.

The rate of fire of the Divine Arm Crossbow is indeed very slow, but it is mainly slow because the winding procedure is complicated, the movements are excessive, and it consumes special physical strength.

Li Zhongyi's invention of the three-stage, five-stage, and even ten-stage strokes greatly improved the speed of winding mainly through group cooperation.

The advantage of this arrangement, self-evident, greatly reduces the burden on the shooters in the first row, allowing them to concentrate on shooting the enemy.

Li Zhongyi's initial inspiration actually came from an American Civil War movie, in which the front loading of the guns of the soldiers of the Southern Army, from the charge, the projectile, the whole strip compaction, to the aiming and launching, generally takes about a minute. Only a particularly skilled gunner was able to do it, firing twice a minute.

The history is really strikingly similar, and the Divine Arm Crossbow equipped by Li Jiajun, if it is a single person to operate the whole process, it will take about a minute.

However, the steppe cavalry, who threshed with bows and horses, could shoot at least three arrows in one minute, and the sharpshooters could even shoot seven or eight arrows.

Li Zhongyi once personally verified that if the cavalry attacking the infantry line starts to gallop from a distance of 500 meters, it will reach the fastest charging speed of about 45 kilometers per hour at a distance of 200 meters.

At this speed, it only takes 18 seconds at most to cross the last 200 meters.

In other words, due to the slow rate of fire, the Divine Arm Crossbow only has one chance to fire when it is close to the enemy.

Now, in terms of the deeply improved five-dan strike, the shooters in the front row are trained to fire five crossbow bolts in at least one minute, and even eight for special veterans, thanks to the fact that the rear row is wound in advance.

Like machine guns, crossbows must rely on the density of their firing to contain the ferocious attacks of high-speed cavalry.

Therefore, with the improvised trebuchet, the divine arm crossbow and the segmented attack, the Li army was not afraid of the frontal attack of any steppe cavalry.

At the beginning, in the Battle of Waterloo, the Duke of Wellington relied on the coordination of artillery and thin line infantry, and used the huge lethality of crossfire to completely defeat the group cavalry charge commanded by Marshal Ney.

In addition to the anti-Japanese drama, the real heavy machine gun positions of the Japanese army were actually placed on the two wings of the infantry position, and the same method of cross-firing was adopted, which caused great casualties to the KMT army who did not know how to sum up and learn the experience of the war.

Today, the history is strikingly similar, when the storm bear led the warriors of the Murowei tribe to rush into the killing range of the god arm crossbow, Li Yunqing decisively issued a military order to shoot cross.

The powerful Divine Arm Crossbow launched cross-fire from the side of the charging horses, and the crossbowmen of the Li Jiajun could easily shoot at the huge horse body like a live target with little aim.

"Ah......h

"It hurts......"

"Ya ......" Under the blow of dense crossbow arrows, the warriors of the Murowei tribe continued to fall off their horses, and then they were trampled into meat sauce by the war horses under the crotch of their brothers.

The violent bear, who was galloping on his horse, heard the screams of his own warriors one after another, and he couldn't help biting his lip in annoyance.

There is no way, since the matter is approaching, no matter how big the loss is, the violent bear can only command the warriors of his clan and charge desperately.

"Put!" Every salvo command from the front-line commander was like unleashing the scythe of death to cut through sausages, and in the blink of an eye, the swarming Murwei warriors were sliced several layers horizontally.

......Suddenly, the big shield held by the Storm Bear's left hand shook, as if he had been hit hard by Thor's sledgehammer, and the huge impact almost knocked him off the horse on the spot.

"Ahh......h

Li Yong held a monocular and scanned the entire battlefield, but saw that in a short period of time, the slope was already full of corpses of soldiers and war horses from various parts of the grassland.

"Alas, providence help me!" Li Yong was excited, but a cold sweat broke out inexplicably, if he hadn't followed Li Zhongyi's steps and stayed in the party clan, then, maybe in the near future, lying in the pile of dead bodies at the bottom of the slope, it was likely that he was quite super brave.

The warriors of the Murwei tribe repeated the process of being slaughtered again and again: they galloped wildly, and before they could rush to the front of the chest wall of the Li family, they were shot down by a volley of crossbows fired from the side, and then the next wave of dead ghosts appeared.

Ants are still greedy for life, let alone people?

Under the intensive blows of the Li family, I have to say that the luck of the violent bear is very good, and he can still catch his breath!

"Patriarch, if you continue like this, our Murwei clan will be finished!" The red-eyed violent bear who had already killed was pulled by his close henchmen to the reins.

Storm Bear's mind suddenly cleared, and when he turned his horse's head and fled back just now, he was completely enraged by the tragic loss, and he actually lost his inherent sanity.

"What do you think we should do?" The violent bear can be regarded as a wise man, and his mind is empty and he can't think of a countermeasure at all.

"Patriarch, in just half an hour, we have lost no less than a thousand warriors, it's not that we didn't fight hard, but the bow and crossbow of the Southern Barbarians are too powerful." The henchman is a smart man, and he makes a perfect excuse for Storm Bear on the spot.

If Li Zhongyi was at the scene, he would definitely laugh out loud when he listened to the tone of this henchman, the scene in front of him was really like the comedy of the old movie: it's not that our army is too incompetent, but that the **** is too cunning!

In fact, although the violent bear is in a hurry, the main reason is that under his command, the clan's warriors have lost too much, not only is the position of the patriarch difficult to protect, but also is likely to lose his life.

The men on the prairie have a straightforward personality, and it is difficult to rub too much sand into their eyes, and the violent bear who has lost the throne of the patriarch is likely to be put behind the dark arrow by the clansmen.

Now, the timely reminder of the henchman has made the violent bear gradually wake up from his madness.

Huge losses, that is a bloody fact, the Murwei people have exhausted their loyalty to the Khitan State with blood.

Ascending high and seeing far, Li Zhongyi could see very clearly that with the rapid expansion of casualties, the momentum of the tribal alliance's offensive was getting weaker and weaker.

"Right Pavilion, the time has come!" Li Zhongyi lightly instructed He Dabei and ordered him to serve the "big meal" left for the tribal army.

He Dabei gave an order, and the guards who had been prepared for a long time put ten special cupola cannons on the ground in turn, and then lit them together.

"Bang...... "Puff ......" Ten special signal cupola cannons soared into the air at the same time, and were immediately captured by Li Yunqing, who had been holding the telescope.

When Lao Guning heard the movement, he subconsciously looked up into the air, only to see that ten signal flares with white smoke drew ten strange arcs and swept over everyone's heads.

After Li Yunqing on the hillside received the signal for a general attack, he immediately ordered to go down: "It's finally the turn of the cocktail!" ”

With the order, the pitchers, who had long been on standby, carefully put the crockpots full of "cocktails" into the net pockets of the trebuchets.

Pitchers in groups of five insert lit incense sticks into the mud seal of the clay pot, and then slam the bracket with a sledgehammer.

"Whoosh...... "Whoosh" In the blink of an eye, countless crockpots filled with cocktails rose into the air, swept over the sunny slope top, drew a perfect parabola, and smashed viciously into the cavalry ranks of the tribal army.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!" With a continuous crisp cracking sound, the clay pots with burning incense sticks were smashed into the bodies of the steppe knights, or smashed on the heads of the steppe horses, and more fell to the ground.

The flames of "Bang ......" rose into the air, and in just a few breaths, the raging flames split the steppe cavalry charging team into two.

"Ah...... Fire, fire ......"

......The war horse with a fire in the abdomen was completely unable to endure the severe pain of being scorched by the fire, and its front hooves suddenly raised, and immediately threw the unprepared master into the air.

A steppe knight saw that his horse's mane was on fire, and he subconsciously wanted to slap the fire with his hand, but unexpectedly, his hand was also ignited, and no matter how he patted, he could not extinguish it, and finally fell off his horse, rolling on the ground in pain.

Soon, the steppe warriors, who had not been stained with the "cocktail" liquid, and the panicked compatriots of their own tribe were huddled together, one, two, three...... One Hundred ......

The magic fire that fell from the sky ignited the panicked steppe warriors one after another, and it will never be extinguished.

Almost instantly, the Grim Reaper smiled and sprinkled endless fear over the ranks of the steppe warriors.

"Patriarch, the southern barbarians set the fire, and as long as the clansmen got it, they were all set on fire, almost like roast ......sheep," a soldier who came to report the news was so frightened that he was incoherent.

Storm Bear only heard the noisy screams, shouting, and screams of the horses coming from the front of the group, and by the time the fire broke out, he hadn't fully understood what was going on.

By the time the Storm Bear shook his head and understood something, it was too late, and all the people of the Murwei tribe turned their horses and fled backwards. (To be continued.) )