Woohoo~!

The archers behind the wooden fence, dense archery, arrows from the gaps in the wooden fence, from the air locusts like flying out, arrows are long and short, long arrows, short arrows, respectively, the masterpiece of archers and crossbowmen.

The crossbow is flat, the bow is bent, the crossbowman is in front of the archer, and the team of Wanyan Chenghei is arranged in an orderly manner, and the wooden fence is a simple city wall, providing simple protection for the archers and crossbowmen.

Liu Heima's people fell under the rain of arrows in an instant.

"Raise your shield, raise your shield!"

Someone shouted loudly and pushed the shieldmen with wooden and iron shields to the front, and the shieldmen raised the shields and formed a strong wall in front of the array, and the arrows shot at it, making a "tuk-tuk" sound.

"Forward, forward!"

In the roar of the officers, the soldiers began to push forward with the shield hand, the bows and arrows still passed over the shield wall, and fell from the air one after another, and fell on the heads of those who ran behind without shields, these curved arrows had no accuracy at all, it was a probability of aiming, the unlucky ones who were shot fell to the ground screaming, moaning on the ground, the latecomers ignored them, shouted "kill" and jumped over their bodies, and the long crowd continued to rush towards the wooden fence on the dirt slope.

The performance of his subordinates who were not afraid of life and death did not satisfy Liu Heima, he frowned and watched from a distance, and yelled at the people around him: "Hasn't the drum been erected yet?!" ”

A group of people were not far behind him, sweating and unloading the cowhide war drum from a car, fixing it on the ground, hearing Liu Heima's urging, he set up the drum in a panic, and the drummer was about to take two mallets to beat the drum, but was robbed by Liu Heima.

"This battle is extremely important, as long as it is won, Fan Yongji will no longer have the heart to fight, I will personally beat the drum to cheer for my sons!"

Liu Heima is tall and big, with a fierce aura, he took off half of the armor on his body, and his arms were bare, the muscles on his strong arms were as solid as stones, and he radiated a shiny light in the sun, and the cyan blood vessels that jumped and jumped were entrenched on it, like the roots of an old tree.

He picked up two wooden mallets comparable to thigh bones, and smashed them on the cowhide drum surface, thumping loudly and excitedly, rolling in all directions like spring thunder.

"The marshal himself is beating the drum!"

When the soldiers in front heard the news, they were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and some leaders took the lead in shouting, agitating everyone's emotions and pushing their morale to a climax.

The soil slope was not high, and under the cover of the shield wall, the Liu Heima soldiers who were crowded next to each other bowed their heads and continued to advance towards the wooden fence on the hillside, step by step, firm and steady.

On the other hand, the people behind the wooden fence, after the initial wave of arrow rain splashed, the continuous arrows were significantly reduced, and it seemed that the strength of these fleeing people was all used to escape, and they didn't even have the strength to open the bow and pull the string.

There are figures running behind the wooden fence, and there are voices shouting in panic, and the scene behind the wooden fence looks chaotic.

Far away on the edge of the war drums, the corners of Liu Heima's mouth grinned in an arc, when a soldier fights, the formation is the most important, as long as the same enemy lives and dies together, as long as you have thousands of troops and horses, as long as I form a formation, you can't do anything, correspondingly, the most taboo in the formation is chaos, one person is chaotic, the whole team is chaotic, just imagine everyone fighting in line, suddenly the left and right people around you turn around and run, what will you do? It's not like I'm going to turn around and run in a panic.

That battle is lost.

Liu Heima knows this set very well, and his confidence is even stronger.

Hehe, this battle, how easy, won it!

He threw the mallet to the drummer, told him to continue beating the drum, put his armor back on, and began to return to the front of the battle to give orders.

"The archer stepped forward, opened the bow and threw it, and suppressed the archers on the opposite side!"

"Cut down trees for bridges, erect them on trenches, and build passages for the people behind them!"

"The wall-breaking hammer followed, knocking down that fragile wooden fence!"

"The sword and shield hand is in front, the pikeman is in front, charge me! Fan Yongjiru is at the end of the crossbow, and I'm going to cut off his head today! ”

He shouted several orders in a row, each of which was promised to run to the ground, and the great crowd of archers began to rush forward, firing at the crossbowmen behind the wooden fence; Men in armour, several of them carried logs across the trenches; Groups of armor soldiers ran through the crowd with their wall-breaking hammers made of whole tree trunks sharpened in front of them, and they braved a rain of arrows to break down the wooden fence.

Behind the hammer were the soldiers of the brigade, whose role was to break through after the collapse of the wooden fence to expand the results and lay the foundation for the final victory.

As long as the moment the wall is broken, the battle is basically won.

It's easy.

Liu Heima even felt unsatisfied, such a simple battle was really uninteresting.

He stood in the rear and watched as the tide of his soldiers surged up the hillside, and there were violent explosions and fires on the hillside, as if Fan Yongji's men had used firearms.

Oh, it was a bit of a surprise that they hadn't thrown away their bulky firearms while fleeing for their lives.

But so what? Maybe there will be some casualties, but so what? Will the scales of victory and defeat be reversed?

From here, it is clear that the own archers who shoot from the bottom up have the upper hand, and this kind of pure superiority in numbers extends to the superiority in the number of arrows, and this kind of counter-shooting can easily break the will of the archers behind the wooden fence.

There were fewer arrows to shoot down, and the brave even began to break away from the protection of their shields and bravely charge with their swords.

Thick logs were erected on the trenches, and men carrying wall-breaking hammers rushed over them, striking the sharp giants against the gratings with a loud roar.

The people behind the wooden fence had already retreated far away, and even Liu Heima, who was standing behind, could see that those people were fleeing backwards, shooting arrows in this direction.

Won.

Liu Heima waved his arm fiercely.

"Herald! No one is allowed to stay or delay, continue the pursuit! He gave the order at the right time and jumped on the back of the black horse: "The enemy army is scattered and fleeing, we must not give them a chance to regroup, if we fight, we must disperse, whoever can catch Fan Yongji, whether it is dead or alive, will be rewarded with ten thousand dollars!" ”

The cheers were loud, and the wooden fence in front of him made a final wail in the cheers, and was slammed open by the wall breaking hammer to open a huge opening.

While he shouted an order, he didn't notice that at the highest point on the hillside behind the wooden fence, a pair of eyes were watching him through the black smoke of the battlefield.

Wanyan Chengji stood at the back of the retreating crowd, the ground was covered with discarded armor and weapons, and even he himself threw the heavy iron armor on the ground, wearing only a light cloth robe.

There's no way, if you want to fight with Liu Heima in the back, it's not light.

However, if Liu Heima's people were careful enough, they could tell that the clothes and armor weapons discarded all over the ground were all broken things, and almost none of them were intact.

"My lord, it's time to go, they've broken the wall."

There are guards around to urge nervously.

Wan Yan Chengsi nodded, glanced behind him contemptuously, and then saw a black smoke and dust rushing straight into the sky like wolf smoke, this is the column of smoke that rose up after the firearm was just detonated, the column of smoke is so obvious, and the weather is so good, even if it is dozens of miles away, it can be seen.

"Let them be proud for a while, and when they arrive at the real battlefield preset by Lord Eldest Sun, they will look good again."

He put the bow in his hand on his back, turned around and ran, and quickly disappeared into the dense jungle path behind.

(End of chapter)