"Uhhhhh Not far away, Lin Feng looked at the scenes happening in front of him, especially as the mountain wind swept through the stench under his nose, he couldn't help but tumble in his stomach, but he was still glad that he had prepared in advance. Immediately, I saw Lin Feng reach out and take out a face towel from his arms, shake it a few times with the wind, and cover it all from under his eyes.

Seeing this, the surrounding people also began to follow suit, took out the face towel from their arms, and slowly tied it to their faces, and everyone also understood that this move meant that their own attack was about to begin.

Seeing that there were still hundreds of people gathered near the fortress, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth under the scarf raised slightly, nodded at Pan Zhigang on the side, and said in a deep voice: "Open the formation!" Bed crossbow! ”

"Let's go!! Bed crossbow!! Pan Zhigang, who received the order, nodded heavily, raised his arm and shouted with a long accent, as the voice slowly weakened, the shield soldiers in the front row and Lin Feng and others in the rear scattered to both sides, while the ten bed crossbows in the back row were quickly pushed up, and the ten crossbow arrows had already been wound, just waiting for the launch at this moment.

As the bed crossbow slowly stood still, the soldiers of the nearby Benlei Pioneer Regiment immediately stepped forward, and each cooperated with manpower to fix the bed crossbow steadily, and then under the adjustment and aiming of the manipulator, Pan Zhigang on the side shouted in a deep voice: "Release!" ”

When the bed crossbow was slowly pushed to the front of the array and completely appeared in front of the puppet Qi rebels, everyone knew that something was wrong, and they turned their heads and fled one by one, but in a hurry, many people were crowded with each other and couldn't run away at all, and at this time, the catapult had also carried out more than a dozen salvos, and the slippery animal viscera and intestines in the barrel were scattered on the ground, and the mess on the ground was all over the ground, and if they stepped on it in panic, they would fall to the ground nine times out of ten, which not only delayed their escape, but also indirectly affected their companions.

"Bang Bang

A short crossbow string rebounded crisply, and ten crossbow arrows quickly rushed towards the target under the leadership of the dazzling blue conical arrow at the front.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

。。。

In fact, at the current distance, the lethality that the bed crossbow can cause is very limited, even in the face of the pseudo-Qi rebels who have no shield as a defense, a crossbow arrow can shoot two people in a row, even if the lethality is exerted to the extreme, or even if it can only hit one person, it will fall weakly under the resistance of the opponent's body.

Although the lethality is extremely limited, the bed crossbow can cause a huge atmosphere of panic to the rebels of the pseudo-Qi, after all, as long as they are shot by the crossbow arrows fired by the bed crossbow, the end is definitely a one-hit death. Although the Pseudo-Qi rebels understand that their own number is still large, but the bed crossbow can be launched is extremely limited, and everyone must know that the time required for the bed crossbow to fire is much slower, but no one wants to die under the bed crossbow, after all, people are selfish, in this situation, everyone will think in their hearts, why not let others die? With this mentality, it is natural to rush for your life, and there will also be crowding, falling, and stamping on each other.

In particular, the soldiers who had just put General Lang on a war horse jumped on their mounts one after another, brandishing their spears to drive away their own companions in front of them, no matter what, their task was mainly to escort their own generals to leave safely, as for how many casualties they would cause in the process, after all, it was not in their consideration.

Hands and feet crowded each other, scuffled, and from time to time would be struck by the back or side of the riding spear, or would be kicked away by the sudden appearance of a companion, and then the body would be trampled by several dozen big feet one by one, and even would be trampled to death by the thick horse's hooves wrapped in iron palms

On Lin Feng's side, he did not manipulate the bed crossbow again to continue the attack, after all, that round of salvo fire was just to cause the scene in front of him, and it also achieved the expected effect. At this time, more than 40 people led by Lin Feng and more than 500 people of Pan Zhigang's Thunder Pioneer Regiment had already put on their face toveils and jumped on their respective mounts, just waiting for a military order.

"Bow ready! Don't want to kill, just to drive! Lin Feng slowly pulled out the dark maple knife on the saddle, slammed it forward, and repeated the plan that had been set before, and then clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and shouted again: "Rush!" ”

"Rush!!"

"Kill!!"

The shouts of six hundred people in unison, with the help of the cold wind, quickly crossed the open space between the two sides, like a spell urging life, and poured into the ears of the pseudo-Qi rebels.

"Rush!!"

"Kill!!"

The momentum was sky-high, but the speed of Lin Feng and the others had not increased, and when the speed of the war horse reached the middle level, everyone controlled the speed very tacitly, and tried to delay the time for the two sides to close the distance.

Although some of the fleeing pseudo-Qi rebels also discovered this situation, they were in a hurry to escape for their lives at this time, how could they still have the heart to consider the cattiness, but they just moved their legs again and again, and even waved their arms constantly, as if they wanted to be like those war horses behind them, they could grow four legs to escape.

"It's coming! Kill is coming! Run! ”

"Run! They're catching up! ”

Some of the soldiers who did not forget to turn their heads to observe the enemy's situation while fleeing for their lives seemed to be afraid that their side was not chaotic enough, and shouted in the crowd with their voices at the top of their voices. And General Lang, who had just run to the front through many obstacles, although he was very annoyed after hearing it, he wanted to scold but had no strength, and at this time he was almost limb and lying on the back of the horse, and he could only sulk by himself.

"Ready!!" Pan Zhigang, who was running, suddenly straightened up from the horse, and while drinking, the riding bow in his hand was already full, paused for a few seconds, and shouted again: "Release the arrow!" ”

"Whoosh! Sou! Whoosh... ”

More than a dozen rows of Thunder Pioneer Regiment in front and back, the first two rows of people pulled up their riding bows and released a volley, but the range of the riding bow was really a bit regrettable, and even the lethality was so low that people couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

Dozens of carved arrows are indeed worthy of catching up with the puppet Qi rebels two hundred meters away, but few of the puppet Qi rebels have fallen because of this, not that the soldiers of the Thunder Pioneer Regiment have not shot well and failed to hit the target, but at this distance, the eagle arrows have exhausted their strength in the flying shot, and even if they hit the target, they will only rub a slight fire on the armor behind the rebels and they will fall weakly.

However, there are a few unlucky ghosts, that is, they happen to be shot from behind by eagle arrows in the neck or head, although they may not be killed instantly, but they fall to the ground and are unable to continue running, and they will not escape the fate of becoming a mess of flesh wrapped in armor in the near future.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou!... ”

As the first round of salvos was issued, a succession of riding bows were raised into the sky, and the overwhelming arrows rose into the air, becoming a rain of arrows, falling behind the fleeing pseudo-Qi rebels, causing insignificant casualties. However, despite this, there were still bursts of crying and shouting among the rebels of the Pseudo-Qi, after all, the companions behind him were dying one or even two per second, and no one could predict whether the next one to be hit by the Eagle Feather Arrow and take his life would be himself.