With the sound of the horn of the Huns, hundreds of thousands of Hun cavalry rode their horses straight to the camp of the Mo army, and hundreds of thousands of war horses galloped on the ground, making a loud sound like thunder, and even the earth was trembling.

Compared with the pressure of the Xiongnu, the Mo army seemed to sink like Mount Tai, and not a single soldier took a step back, nor did he take a step forward, as if a stone pillar was fixed in place.

When the Hun cavalry approached the range of hundreds of meters from Mochen, the Hun cavalry bent their bows and arrows, and sent out cold arrow feathers at the Mo army camp like a mountain.

Riding and archery, for the Huns who live on horseback all year round, it is as easy as eating.

The arrow feathers were like locusts, and they swooped down on the camp of the silent army.

"Shield"

The fat tiger roared angrily, and the shield armor soldiers in the front army of the Mo army immediately raised the big shield in their hands and protected the front army tightly.

"Bell"

Countless arrows fell into the camp of the silent army, bombarding the shields with a crackling sound of metal.

However, some arrows still passed through the shield and shot into the shield through the gaps in the shield.

The army of the Xiongnu royal court is not comparable to those small tribes, and the arrows used are also wrapped in metal, and one by one the soldiers are shot, and they fall to the ground with a muffled grunt, but no one flinchs, and if one person falls, there will be a soldier to make up.

At a distance of nearly two hundred meters, the archers behind the crossbowmen were already in full array.

The monkey roared, "Shoot the arrows." ”

Nearly 10,000 archers let go of the arrow feathers in their hands, and the rain of arrows in the sky shot into the air, forming a parabola, and finally fell into the galloping Hun cavalry.

Because the number of people is dense

set, there is no need to aim at all, one by one the Hun cavalry was shot, and fell to the ground with a howl, and some of the lucky ones who did not die were immediately trampled into meat by the iron hooves of their companions in the rear, and in the face of wave after wave of arrows, the Hun cavalry was like a dumpling, and they fell off their horses, but this time the Huns were iron-hearted, and they went forward to attack the Mo army camp.

At the beginning, the archers could still quickly counterattack, but they shot more than a dozen arrows in a row, and the rhythm of some soldiers was obviously a little unable to keep up with the speed of the Hun impact, and the dense arrow rain gradually thinned out, and the Hun cavalry also took advantage of this gap to push forward, and in an instant, they had already come to the Mo army thirty meters away, and there was only one breath of time to rush into the Mo army camp.

Just when the Hun cavalry waved their weapons and made a strange cry and were about to rush into the Mo army formation in one fell swoop to kill, the Mo army shield players in the front row actually squatted down directly, revealing the rows of crossbowmen holding crossbows behind them.

The Hun cavalry saw which row of soldiers of the Mo army were holding strange weapons, and the corners of their mouths showed a disdainful smile, and then they looked at them, no matter what weapons the Mo army used, it was useless to use anything at such a short distance, their Hun 500,000 iron cavalry army, no matter how powerful the weapons of the Central Plains people were, how could they resist their iron horses, as long as they rushed into the formation, the Central Plains people were not allowed to be slaughtered.

But they were disappointed, the closer the Mo army's repeater crossbow, the stronger it became, after all, the repeater is not an arrow feather, shoot high, shoot far, and the hit rate is not as good as the bow and arrow, so they can only rely on the fast shooting speed.

Mo Chen let Bai Yamei sit in the Chinese army, although Bai Yamei is only the battalion captain of the personal guard battalion, but everyone knows Bai Yamei's other identity, that is, the future general's wife, so it is not inappropriate for Bai Yamei to sit in the Chinese army, as for Mo Chen, he has already run to the front army and personally commanded the crossbow soldiers.

Mo Chen saw that his face was cold, and he pulled it out

took out the battle knife, waved it forward, and said angrily: "Even the crossbow army, the first group to release arrows." ”

"Whoosh~"

Countless arrows braved the icy cold light and quickly rushed towards the Hun cavalry, and those Hun cavalry still had a victorious smile on the corner of their mouths, and in the next second, they had been pierced into a hornet's nest by the arrows.

The Hun cavalry who rushed behind looked at the scene in front of them with a frightened face, there were more companions in front of them than the companions who fell before, they wanted to dodge, and finally they could only rush up hard, they could only hope that they were lucky, avoid or block the weapons shot by the Central Plains people, but when the companions in front of them fell, when it was their turn, they found that the opponent's weapons were not comparable to bows and arrows at all, although the bow and arrow speed was fast, and if they were lucky, they could also use knives to block, but now the weapons of the Central Plains people are faster, and they are shorter than the arrow feathers, It's hard to block it, and in the end, you can only watch the deadly thing insert into your chest.

"Don't be afraid, sons, follow me to kill you." A Hun officer roared angrily, but he was greeted by countless arrows.

In front of the silent army, a row of crossbowmen waved their arms quickly, and one arrow feather shot out quickly, until the seven arrows were shot, the first row of crossbowmen dodged back a few steps, and the second row of crossbowmen stepped forward again, occupied the position of the previous crossbowmen, and shot at the rushing Hun cavalry, and the retreating crossbowmen seized the time to get on the arrow box, and after the second row of crossbowmen finished shooting, the third row made up, and the latest first row had already installed the arrow box, standing behind the third row, waiting for the battle, This kind of calm and continuous shooting finally made the Hun cavalry pay a heavy price, and the Hun cavalry was like leeks, harvested in waves.