"No mercy!!" The soldiers beside General Zhaowu hurriedly opened their throats and repeated their own general's orders, and at the same time, they blushed and shouted again and again to suppress the insults in the rout, still thinking about performing in front of their own generals.

"Archers! Archer!! The scene was chaotic, and General Zhaowu found that the archers in front of him were all stunned in place and did nothing, and couldn't help but sway around and shout: "Are all the archers dead?!" Hurry up and release the arrows, and release the arrows to Lao Tzu! ”

"Arrows, arrows!! Block them!! After reacting from the shock, the two lieutenants in charge of the archers hurriedly waved their horizontal swords and urged everyone: "Hurry, hurry! Block the enemy!! ”

Unfortunately, the situation in the camp was already chaotic at this time, although there were 300 soldiers with guns and shields in front of the archers, they were still mixed up by the routs who were struggling to kill, and even the archers behind were more or less affected.

More importantly, Lin Feng and the others had already arrived less than a hundred meters outside the camp, and at the same time, the speed of the war horses had also increased, and the riding bows in everyone's hands had been drawn in a full circle under Pan Zhigang's order.

"Whoosh! Whoosh... ”

A volley of five or six hundred people, hundreds of eagle arrows rose into the air at the same time, covering the clouds and the sun, black and oppressive, but it was a flash, and then they leaned down and rushed down, looking for their respective targets, and rushed down with all their might.

The next moment, the screams in the camp came and went, and even General Zhaowu had to retreat again and again under the protection of his own soldiers, although the internal division of the puppet Qi rebels had been split and was fighting chaotically, but the people of the Benlei Pioneer Regiment didn't care about these at all, because in their opinion, everyone in the camp in front of them was a rebel, an enemy, and a person who must be killed.

Without the blockage of the horse rejection, and the blockade of the shield array and the spear array, Lin Feng led more than forty people to kill Feng and entered, and at the same time, each person's left hand had an extra hand into a crossbow, and he rushed at the crowd in front of him, regardless of which was the defender or the rout who helped him just now, he did not hesitate to pull the trigger again and again, and carried out a random shot.

Immediately, Lin Feng and the others let go of their left hand, and at the same time as they threw away the hand hanging on the saddle and turned it into a crossbow, they resumed charging again with the reins, and with the charge of the war horse, they rushed into the chaotic crowd ragingly, riding spears, horizontal knives, constantly waving, cold light, and blood arrows flashed everywhere.

"Block!! Block it!! General Zhaowu was already in a mess at this time, but he still refused to scream at the shield soldiers and pikemen in front of him, but the war horse under his crotch had slowly retreated under his intentional or unintentional movement, and the personal soldiers beside him were also very eye-catching in front of his main general, following the footsteps and slowly retreating.

The pikemen and shield soldiers were indeed prepared in advance, and they also lined up in a neat formation to resist the charge of the cavalry, but at this time the formation was already messy, and they were beaten by the hard impact of hundreds of routs, and they couldn't bear to kill their companions in front of them at first, and when they realized that the routs seemed to have gone crazy, they wanted to regroup the formation to resist or even counterattack, it was useless.

The crazy rout waved the weapons in his hands in the crowd of defenders, as if he wanted to kill all the defenders who betrayed him, although from time to time someone fell, but the vacancy was soon filled by another rout who squeezed forward, even if they braved the eagle arrows above their heads and the crossbow arrows behind them, the routs were still fearless, like demons who had just crawled out of hell, and waved their weapons again and again, taking away a life, or paying a life.

And the archers behind the original gun array and shield array, with a weak defense, they were completely confused under a round of salvo air raids by the Thunder Pioneer Regiment, and the casualties of more than 100 people made their morale drop for a while, even if they still had the heart to draw the bow and shoot arrows, but in the face of the cavalry charge that rushed towards their own camp with great momentum, the arms were not even under their control, and occasionally a small number of people could barely shoot arrows, but they could not fly ten meters or so before they fell, this kind of archery even surprised them, I didn't believe that I would shoot at such a bad level, and the remaining one or two percent were just barely able to hit the target, but under the protection of the elite Mingguang armor of the Benlei Pioneer Regiment, it could only cause a few negligible casualties.

As Lin Feng and the others tore a gap in the chaotic shield array and the gun array, they were faced with hundreds of trembling archers with trembling legs, and in close combat, the cavalry was undoubtedly torturing the archers, although there was still a gap in numbers between the two sides for the time being, but the cavalry of more than five hundred Thunder Pioneer Regiment behind Lin Feng and the others had followed.

Under Lin Feng's charge with Feng to kill everyone, a bloody path naturally appeared in the archers' array, but there were not many casualties, because along the way of Lin Feng and the others, most of the archers had already dispersed to the sides to get out of the way.

When some of these archers, who thought they were smart and clever, wanted to shoot from behind after Lin Feng and the others had crossed, they had a ruthless cavalry spear stuck in their backs, which was so cold that they couldn't help but make people tremble.

"No mercy!!" Pan Zhigang stabbed an archer with a spear, then shouted violently, shook it off violently, and once again took advantage of the momentum of the war horse to rush towards another archer with a mounted spear, and under the frightened gaze of the other party, he mercilessly shot the other party's life.

"No mercy!!" More than 500 people from the Thunder Pioneer Regiment shouted in unison, and at the same time, the movements in their hands did not stop at all, and the riding spears and horizontal knives in their hands were either stabbed or chopped.

In a few seconds, the Ben Thunder Pioneer Regiment scattered all the pseudo-Qi rebels, and then, under the leadership of their respective generals, they were divided into teams of fifty people, galloping across the barracks, wantonly killing the fleeing rebels, and occasionally encountering some rebels who did not want to lay down their weapons and still resisted, they would all launch a small-scale charge, without any action at all, just relying on war horses to knock the other party over, and then step into a puddle of flesh.

"Ahh

In the camp, the rebels ran in all corners, and even some people who escaped fantasized about being able to bring their meager salaries, and even ran back to the camp to turn over the salaries, but when they just got out of the camp and wanted to take the opportunity to escape, they unfortunately met the people of the Thunder Pioneer Regiment, and simply went to hell with their respective salaries.

Of course, there are also a group of guys who are sworn to resist to the death, that is, those routs who have gone completely crazy with their nerves, often not tied up, nor are they afraid of the extreme and subconsciously resist, but the kind of desperate resistance when fighting for themselves. Even when there is no weapon, he will still rush up and scuffle with his opponent, not only with his hands and feet, but sometimes even with his mouth. Moreover, even if they are seriously injured, as long as they still have a breath or can continue to stand up, these madmen will still fight desperately.