Chapter Seventy-Three: The Arrow

"Here comes the arrows! Take cover! Protect the Firearms Battalion! ”

Jiang Shang raised his head, saw that the deadly arrow rain in the sky was about to fall on his position, and hurriedly shouted, and then led the sergeants of the Chinese military camp to pick up an oval wooden shield and put it on his head, and at the same time leaned down to protect the soldiers who were squatting on the fence board with bamboo guns on the position.

"Stop shooting! All crouch! ”

Listening to Jin Mingyin's shout, the gunners of the firearms battalion also quickly put away the firearms in their hands, and quickly nested behind the fence, while the soldiers of the Chinese military camp on the side raised the shields in their hands and protected them under the shield.

"Knock~Knock~"

The arrows mingled with the whistling wind and rained down on the shield.

Through the gaps in the four or five shields that protected him, An Yi saw that not only their positions, but also the cavalry in front of the formation had been affected, and many of the cavalry were shot by scattered arrows, and even the men and horses fell to the ground.

"This leader is ruthless enough, and he doesn't care about a round of arrows and a rain of arrows from the enemy and me."

An Yi muttered to himself, his eyes scanning the casualties on his own position.

Although Jiang Shang did not expect the menacing arrival of the Wugu Sect, he still made sufficient preparations before the war. The improvised wooden shield kept them at bay from the deadly rain of arrows.

However, even so, there were still many people who were pierced through the shield by powerful arrows and died on the spot.

After a rain of arrows, the rows of crossbowmen turned over and retreated into the formation, according to the order flag in Zhang Yu's hand, groups of foot soldiers who had been waiting for a long time, holding big sticks and short knives and weapons of all kinds shouted and rushed out of the military formation, and the black pressure rushed towards the officers and soldiers to kill the generals.

"Kill!"

Jiang Shang drew a spear flower in his hand, picked up the cavalryman who came forward, and then turned the gun sideways with his backhand, and lifted the sect member who was about to jump over the fence behind him.

At this time, the position of the first step had been completely mixed with the cavalry of the Wugu Sect, and the soldiers of the Chinese military camp relied on the sharpness of the bamboo spears to enter and exit from the cracks in the fence boards, and the barbs on the barrels of the guns could bring down pieces of flesh and skin that I didn't know whether they were people or horses.

The eyes that were smeared red by the blood of the robe and the enemy had already helped them get rid of the fear of the battlefield, and one by one they waved the bamboo spears in their hands, numbly harvesting any life that dared to come closer.

The cavalry of the Wugu Sect was not ambiguous, relying on the tall advantage of the horses, they quickly stepped on the fragile fence in front of the battle, and the saber held upside down in their hands would definitely bring down a few rolling heads everywhere as long as they waved their backarms.

The torch tube in the hands of the sergeant of the firearms battalion has also been rubbed hot by the whistling projectile, but under Jin Mingyin's faster and faster command, the mechanical repeats the action of preparing, loading, and releasing the gun, and there is no need to aim at all, as long as the gun is facing down, it can be shot into the meat wrapped in burlap every time.

Jiang Shang turned sideways and missed the steel knife that was slashed in front of him, only to find that the foot soldiers of the Five Grain Sect had already leaned in front of the formation,

He threw the bright silver spear caught under his armpit behind him, grabbed the head of the gun with his left hand, pressed all the force of his right arm on the shaft of the high, and slammed it down on the head of the foot soldier who was about to turn around and continue to pounce on him.

The body of the gun made of stainless steel, coupled with the strength exerted by Jiang Shang's sturdy arm, resisted with the head of the flesh and blood, and naturally it was inevitable that he would fall into a bone crack and collapse and die on the spot.

"Everyone! Up! Remove! ”

Jiang Shang saw that the fence of the first step was basically broken, and the foot soldiers and cavalry of the Wugu Sect could already step on the gentle slope platform, so the advantage of the bamboo spear no longer existed, so he ordered everyone to move closer to the second step.

The fence in front of the second step is not as dense as the first layer, but has a gap half a human width in the middle. When they retreated to the fence, they looked for an opportunity, turned around and got behind the fence of the second step.

These soldiers of the Wugu Sect have also learned to be smart, and the ones they are holding in their hands are obviously iron rods and long knives, what kind of bamboo guns are they afraid of? They no longer chased the officers and soldiers, but stared at the bamboo spears stretched out in front of them, and cut them one by one, and the officials and soldiers who had no bamboo guns and only crotch knives were already lambs to be slaughtered in their eyes.

Before they knew it, the Wugu Sect had completely occupied the first step of the steps, and their eyes were so red that they cut down the bamboo when they saw people. In particular, the leaders raised their broadswords in their hands and slashed at the barrel of the gun sticking out of the fence.

But this time there was no feeling of chopping melons and vegetables as they expected, the blade of the knife was chopped, and even the tiger's mouth was numb and could not cut the body of the gun.

Unlike bamboo spears, which cut flesh and skin by barbs, steel spears can drill a bloody hole in your body with their thick barrels and sharp tips, regardless of whether you are wearing armor or not. Even if you're nimble enough to dodge the serpent's elusive steel spear behind the fence, you won't be able to dodge the locust-like crossbow and deafening firebolt overhead.

In a moment, the corpses of the Five Grain Sect members filled the first staircase.

Zhang Yu watched from afar on the official and army positions, his men and horses were harvested like leeks, and the sound of guns was endless.

He didn't expect that in the officers and soldiers of the green battalion, there was actually a firearms unit with a fairly organized scale, which was only a few dozen people, but the firearms in their hands were different from the traditional guns, as if they didn't need to ignite fires, and between a few breaths, a few projectiles would go out.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took his dragon tongue carving bow from the sect member next to him, and then pulled out a white-feathered arrow glowing with silver light from the quiver behind him.

His arrow is a little different, the tip of the arrow is made of alloy, and with the strength of this two-stone bow, it can also shoot through the chain mail on the ordinary soldier's body three hundred paces away.

And the shaft of this arrow is densely covered with jagged barbs. It is very likely that the arrow did not die when it pierced you, but died from the bleeding of the internal organs caused by the arrow, which can be seen in the vicious heart of the person who made the arrow.

Zhang Yu buckled the arrow on the two cow tendons, and subconsciously rubbed the dragon engraved silver wrench on the middle finger with the palm of his hand, and then the two strong arms were so hard before and after, this ordinary man in the prime of life with both hands and feet to use the hard bow that can be pulled apart, he pulled a string like a full moon, and the arrow pointed at the sky!

"Whoosh!"

The gun hand brought by Jiang Ning Village next to Jin Mingyin just knocked off the shoulder of a sect member who was riding on a horse, and before he could fill the new projectile into the already hot and red gun, he saw a little cold light flying in the air, and before he could react, the sound of metal entering the flesh had already pierced his eyebrows and sounded in his head, and his eyes were black, and he died on the spot.

Then, the feathered arrows, which were faster and more powerful than usual, pierced the third step one by one, and the guns who were venting their fire on the cultists below.

"Ming Yin! There is a marksman on the opposite side, open the gun, don't follow the command. ”

An Yi, who had been intently observing the situation on the battlefield beside the firearms battalion, was anxious, he knew that it would take several times the energy of ordinary soldiers to select and train a skilled gunner, and how could the newly formed firearms battalion withstand the harvest of arrows and arrows from the Wugu Sect.

"The crossbowmen staggered their arrows, and the gunners are all hidden!"

With Jin Mingyin's order, the remaining dozens of gunners hid behind the fence one after another, and then followed his gesture and all gathered around Jin Mingyin.

"The arrows on the opposite side are not bad, listen to me, now no one shows their heads, each according to their respective interface numbers, one or two steps are done, quickly get up and put the gun, don't care if you shoot or not, immediately squat back behind the fence board, and then prepare to put the second one, understand?"

Kim Myung-yin gestured as he explained the new attack to the circle of gunners around him in as much detail as possible.

"Got it!"

The crowd responded in unison, then scattered and returned to their attacking positions.

Zhang Yu squinted his eyes, like a hunter waiting for a cunning fox, full of bows and arrows, waiting for the sudden concealment of the soldiers to show their heads.

Sure enough, soon there was an unlucky ghost who "couldn't bear the loneliness" and poked his head out.

As soon as his clenched right hand loosened, the deadly arrow whistled towards the head.

"Whoosh!"

However, this time the whistling arrow did not hit the center of the eyebrows again, but only brought up a few wisps of green silk and disappeared without a trace.

Almost half a breath, the gun completed the action of getting up, releasing the gun, and concealing, and pulled the trigger into the distance without much seeing. Thanks to the dense infantry formation of the Five Grains Sect, even so, it still hit one of the sect members in the leg, and the latter fell to the spot with a wail, losing his combat effectiveness.

Next, Zhang Yu's eyes were like seeing the gophers in the farmland when he was a child, and one by one he showed his head and put the guns, and then took them back in an instant, so that he didn't know what to do at all. The lethal striking power of the firearms battalion has not weakened much, and he can't shoot a single soldier.

However, Zhang Yu, who has a pair of sharp eyes, immediately found a new target.

He drew his bow and arrows again, and aimed them at the man in a plain brocade robe who was lying behind the fence and staring intently at the battle down the slope.

"It must be a big fish this time."

Zhang Yu muttered in his mouth, and at the same time sent the sharpness in his hand into the wind, and roared towards the target.

An Yi was staring at the intractable situation of killing at the bottom of the slope, although the regimental training camp relied on the terrain and orderly defense to throw the corpses of the Wugu Sect under the Fox Ridge in waves, but it could not stand the continuous influx of ten times the number of himself.

The defensive position of the second step was also crumbling, and it was about to be overwhelmed, Jiang Shang's face was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the original shiny silver spear had also been contaminated red by blood.

An Yi looked up at the sky, frowned, and said to himself: "It's okay, Lao Tzu's 1,500 people are interesting enough!" ”

As he spoke, he stood up abruptly, intending to let Jiang Shang start to retreat, let go of the defensive line, and let the Wugu Sect go up the mountain.

Who knew that before he could open his mouth, he saw arrows with dazzling silver light whistling towards him,

Frightened, Anyi hurriedly wanted to turn around and hide under the fence, but where was the time?

The arrow shot by Zhang Yu was originally fast, sticking to the top of Jiang Shang's head, and ran away with the sound of breaking wind.

Jiang Shang has been on the battlefield for decades, and a cold arrow flew overhead, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the arrow.

It didn't matter what he saw, but he saw that he had just stood up and wanted to shout something at him, but he was directly hit by an arrow, and one of his heels fell behind the fence and disappeared.

"Your Excellency!"

Jiang Shang played the gun like a silver snake, circled around his thick waist, and then stabbed the throat of the foot soldier who wanted to cut it off, and then turned the barrel of the gun, and the neck that couldn't stand the strength was instantly in a different place.

After pulling back the bright silver spear and getting out, he hurriedly ran in a comfortable direction with three steps and two steps.