Suddenly, from the guillotine, a large army poured out like enraged hornets. Vertex X 23 U S

"It's now."

Sun Gang manipulated two trebuchets to launch together, and the two boulders drove away, dragging a huge chariot to cover the sky.

Qiu Shuangliang took the bow and arrow, and the arrow was lit with a torch, two hundred and five, right, Qiu Shuangliang also heard the distance reported by Sun Gang, the longbow was full, and an arrow chased towards the oilcloth.

When escorting Tutu Heya, Qiu Shuangliang was also very worried, after all, Tutu Heya is known as an archer, and if he is released back, it will be tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain.

But later, Qiu Shuangliang also knew that Tutu Heya's strength did not mean that there was no weakness, just like Qiu Shuangliang, if he was full strength, the range should be about two hundred and twenty meters, and the strongest archer of Daqi could reach two hundred and eighty meters.

Although Tutu Heya is known as an archer, her effective range is only one hundred and forty meters, which looks much smaller, but these one hundred and forty meters is her absolute domain.

Within this range, whatever she can see, she can hit, the moment you rise, the arrow that can break the arrow, the speed you can imagine.

Two hundred and fifty meters is indeed beyond the range of Qiu Shuangliang, but don't forget that this oilcloth also has a length, the oilcloth is eighty meters long and eighty meters wide, and the distance he needs to shoot is not even two hundred meters.

At the guillotine, except for the group of Di soldiers who ran out at the beginning, no soldiers came out before the boulder fell, and Qiu Shuangliang's current focus was on the blow just now, and he didn't notice that the battlefield situation was wrong.

"Boom".

The fire lit up the guillotine in an instant, and the autumn frost was full of joy, but in an instant, it was like being poured a basin of cold water, and the place where the fire burned, except for a trebuchet, there was no one, so everything just done was in vain, and Di Ren stood more than 100 meters behind the fire.

"Although it is said to be the second son of Qiu, the march and battle are too old-fashioned, and the marshal will break it with a little trick."

One of the generals laughed, but Qiu Shuangliang couldn't hear their conversation.

It turned out that Beilin City's hand Tutu Hetan naturally knew about it, and used a trebuchet to attract its attention, expose its location, and then with the help of the terrain of the guillotine, Beilin City did not know the situation of the Di people's army.

Once the army in front moves, the soldiers of Beilin City will think that the Di people will launch a charge at this moment, if the blow of Beilin City really hits at this time, the people in the sea of fire will die directly, and the people in the rear will not be able to stop at all in the charging state, and this battle may really not need to be fought.

There are still stones in Beilin City, but there is really no oilcloth with a length and width of 80 meters.

Qiu Shuangliang was more and more angry, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, looking at those people on the battlefield, he directly launched the order to attack.

A round of stone-throwing passed, many people were directly knocked to the ground, and the stones began to pile up at the guillotine, looking at the attack of Beilin City, a famous Di warrior fell, and a general was also a little impatient, and he also launched an order to attack.

The average width of the guillotine is a hundred meters, and it is even greater near the exit, the size of the tarpaulin is eighty, one side is a little narrower, but the other side can be more than ten meters wide, and under the action of the flames, the tarpaulin rolls upwards, and the width is even greater.

"Rush."

The general rushed straight forward, and it was too late for the other general to stop him.

Looking at the troops rushing forward, Qiu Shuangliang smiled gloomily, revealing his white teeth, and directly burst out in a foul language: "Second captain, where is your fucking thousand-string crossbow?" ”

The reason why it is said that the range of the siege crossbow in Beilin City is 145, it is because the range of these ordinary siege crossbows is actually only 1,004, and this thousand-string crossbow, listen to the name, you will know that it is by no means comparable to those bewitching and cheap goods, its range is at a distance of 15 to 1,006, and the strength is also exceptionally strong.

Unlike other bolts, the sound of those fired is a "whoosh". And when this thousand-string crossbow was launched, it said "boom" with a loud sound.

Yes, the tarpaulin is left with a lot of width, but the horse is naturally afraid of fire, and the temperature when the flame burns is extremely high, the distance of more than 80 meters is like being on a barbecue grill, so it is as far away as possible, which causes everyone to be almost in a straight line.

How could the mighty power of the Thousand Strings Crossbow be something that these flesh and blood mortals could withstand? The soldiers in that row were directly taken up and flew up, and then rolled to the ground, and the broken internal organs in a huge round hole flowed out directly.

The crossbow arrow pierced through the crowd and stuck diagonally in the rear, which was the first arrow, and this first arrow beheaded the general who led the charge under his horse.

As soon as the general died, the soldiers panicked, and those in front wanted to retreat, and those in the rear were still running forward, and they were all huddled together because of the flames and the mountain wall.

Looking at that group of people, Qiu Shuangliang raised his hand, Sun Gang immediately understood, and a large piece of throwing stones was thrown in that direction, so to speak, these two times, the soldiers led by the general were almost wiped out.

"Hehe, this wave is not a loss, no loss, Sun Gang, good job, keep up the good work."

Qiu Shuangliang patted Sun Gang on the shoulder.

"Thank you for the compliment, the small one must be ......"

There are more than one family in Beilincheng who have crossbow arrows, and before Sun Gang's words are finished, an explosion sounded in front of Qiu Shuangliang, and a crossbow arrow penetrated Sun Gang's body, and Sun Gang was directly taken away.

The crossbow arrow was inserted diagonally upwards on the city wall, and Sun Gang slid down the crossbow arrow, and fell to the ground with a "plop" sound, unable to speak again. Qiu Shuangliang was also directly stunned there.

"Marshal, isn't it a bit overkill to use a crossbow against a veteran?"

Mu Mingyuan asked from the side.

"Hehe, one person kills my team, this crossbow is worthy of him."

Tutu said with a smile, it seems that he has not been so happy for a long time, he has not fought for five years, which is a great torture for him, a war maniac.

He didn't want this battle to end hastily, at least he had to wait for the defenders of Beilin City to bring reinforcements, as for whether this reinforcement was tens of thousands or just one person, he also wanted to know.

"Then why didn't the marshal just order Qiu Shuangliang to be killed?"

Mu Mingyuan has always been puzzled, Tutu Hetan is his idol, but he wants to be a person like Tutu Hetan.

"I don't know."

Tutu Hetan is also thinking about whether to torture this Qiu Shuangliang or torture Qiu Liangshuang, if Qiu Liangshuang knows that his brother died here, or died in my hands, I don't know what will happen, but only Qiu Liangshuang is an enemy, and this battlefield is too boring, oops, can you kill him or not?

Mu Mingyuan: "......"