Chapter 230: Reversal

A crossbow arrow grazed Casser's face with the cold wind of the autumn night, and the fierce wind, like the effect of the scimitar, left a trail of blood on his face.

The scars reminded Casser that he could die heroically, but never in such a charge. Sulu Khan's order was unmistakable, that is, he and the hundreds of 'elites' under his command should be used as consumables for crossbow arrows, buying time and creating conditions for the subsequent army to cross the ravine.

Unwilling to disappear into this world in such a nameless way, then there is only Yang Feng 'Yin' violation, and Caster stumbled and fell on the gravel face with hatred. Falling to the ground at the same time as him, and beside him was a warrior who stared at the sky with his eyes 'holes' in anger, his 'twitching' body nailed to the ground by a crossbow arrow.

The imminent death erased a trace of shame from Cather's heart. At the moment, he didn't regret it, he felt that he had made a wise decision. The more brave the so-called warriors who have no thoughts of their own and are carried away by their blood, the closer they are to senseless death.

The crossbow bolts seemed endless, flying above Casser's head, and Caster wondered why the crossbowmen 'fired' so frequently. He looked up slightly, and through the firelight, behind a low stone wall, he found the answer.

Dozens of crossbowmen stood behind the stone wall, raised their crossbows, took aim, fired, and then handed the empty crossbows behind them, and then took a well-wound crossbow from behind, and repeated cycles, the terrible rain of crossbows and arrows was born, and without giving the rushing horsemen a chance to breathe, they were ruthlessly 'shot' within a hundred paces of each other.

More than 100 crossbowmen sat on the gravel, kicked the bowstring with their feet, and put the thick crossbow arrows into the arrow slot, waiting for the order to 'shoot'.

"Put!" The observer who was climbing on a high place sent a message that he could attack, and Gongsun Wenyuan decisively gave the order to 'shoot'.

The panic and panic once again made the Turgish people forget the lesson of blood, and the speed of going down the ditch was very slow, but the soldiers rushing behind them did not have this concept, they approached the ravine much faster than the robes in front of them, and the result was that the front of the ravine was once again crowded with soldiers waiting to go down the ditch.

The bloody slaughter was repeated, dozens of crossbow arrows splattered with blood, stabbing one bloody path after another.

The tragedy occurred at the bottom of the ditch, and the Turgish people who did not die under the crossbow arrows died even more under the feet of the robes, and hundreds of Tirchi soldiers were trampled to sleep in this not too deep ditch.

"Up, give it to me!" Naumo, the commander of the thousand, was almost trampled to death by the soldiers who jumped overhead, and he used his scimitar to drive the soldiers who jumped to the bottom of the valley to continue climbing to the opposite side, regardless of whether they broke their feet and broken 'legs'.

The Turgish soldier who climbed up to the opposite side was just in time for the second round of crossbow arrows, and one soldier was pierced through the abdomen by the crossbow arrow, and under the powerful crossbow arrow, he flew almost several feet over the ravine. The terrifying arrows of crossbow arrows 'thrust' into the side of the vertical ravine, hanging the undead Terrish soldiers there, miserable.

The lethal effect of the crossbow bolt surpassed the threat of death, and the operation of crossing the ditch suddenly stopped.

Naumo took a breath of cold air and vented his anger on Casser's body: "Coward Casser, is he so frightened that he stands still? ”

Originally, they thought that Cather's charge would attract the crossbow arrows, but they didn't expect that the powerful crossbow arrows were still powerful on them. Cath was furious, but ignored his cowardice in hiding at the bottom of the ditch.

"Uh......h Woo...... "The long, low horn thorn 'stirred' Naumo's eardrums, which was Sulu Khan's order to fight. Namo gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and with a knife, he split a hesitant soldier beside him into two parts, shouting: "No one will kill him!" ”

He escaped and died either under the enemy's crossbow bolts or by the scimitar of Sulu Khan. To be able to become a commander, he is naturally rich in battlefield experience, and his judgment ability is not weak. It is impossible for the enemy's crossbow bolts to be fired continuously, and during the interval, it is his chance.

Seize the opportunity to survive, Nao Mo can be regarded as seized, just after the third round of crossbow arrows, he jumped up, 'excited' to encourage his soldiers to embark on the road of charging.

Standing behind the stone wall, Li Huaitang held a horn bow, he never made a move, under the rain of crossbow arrows, the hundreds of people in Caeser could not get close to the distance of twenty paces, and hundreds of corpses fell within a hundred paces of the distance, bloody to the sky.

The battle didn't stop there, and the outnumbered Tirishes were playing crowd tactics and didn't mind a mountain of corpses. Hundreds of people went forward one after another, stepping on the flesh and blood moths of Caser's subordinates to put out the fire.

"Whoosh!"

This time, Li Huaitang struck first, and he aimed at a torch player a hundred paces away. When he took out the second feather arrow, Li Huaitang's vision was a little less bright......

The advantages of the Turgish are reflected in the fact that there are many people, twenty steps, ten steps, five steps, half a step, and even on the stone wall, the corpses of the Turgish people appeared.

"Xiaoshanzi, follow me!" Li Huaitang roared violently, holding a knife in both hands, and an enemy who had just jumped over the stone wall was chopped into several pieces by him with two consecutive swords. At this moment, except for the bloody battle, the bloody battle between you and me, everything is superfluous.

The low stone wall slows down the Turgish's charge, and in order to get close to the crossbowman, it is necessary to cross the stone wall that is uncomfortable for the attacker. Often, when you land, your footsteps have not yet stabilized, and the deadly scimitar appears in front of you.

In the narrow mountain road, the Turgish people poured in like a 'tide', trying to drown the armed cavalry army of only a few hundred people.

"Array!" The bold and fearless military order sounded in time.

"Up, give it to me, if you don't kill the former, there will be no forgiveness!" Naumo Mo was very conscious, leading dozens of personal soldiers to act as a team of supervisors, and the soldiers who were a little slower were all stabbed by him, which was not negotiable.

Horizontal and vertical is dead, and the Turgish soldiers broke out and marched forward.

One, two, one group, two groups, more and more Turgish soldiers crossed the stone wall in disregard of life and death, and the attacking and defending sides 'violently' collided.

The tide of battle began to turn, and the defenders were clearly pressed back. Naumo smiled, laughed at Casser's incompetence, and gave him great military exploits, laughing at the easy coming of military exploits, and the disparity between the enemy and our forces. The enemy was outnumbered, and no matter how brave they were, they would fall to the scimitars of the Turk soldiers who came to follow. As if he saw the supreme fame beckoning to him, he stepped mightily on the head of the butcher of Shi Guo, whom everyone feared, and accepted the bow.

Namo was still laughing, but his smile was condensing, his dream shattered, a feathered arrow piercing his neck just right, and as he lay dying, he heard countless sounds of breaking through the air, screams, and an astonishing roar from ahead.

"General, two Fuji bridges have been built, and I will be asked to answer you." At the moment of crisis, the six monkeys led hundreds of soldiers to arrive in time and reinforced the robe in front with the feather arrows in their hands.

Having lost his command, and not knowing how many reinforcements the enemy army had arrived, even a pack of wolves could not prevent a rout from happening. The Turgish, who had just been unusually brave, was quickly reversed.

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