Chapter 473: Fierce Fighting

"Woo!"

The Wuhuan people, who rushed from the north and south of the Mianmanhe River, were the first to arrive and launched a fierce attack. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wuhuan people all wear sheepskin jackets, beards, they are the same as the Huns, with the fierceness of the nomads in the border areas, and now with more attacks and less, they are fighting a tailwind war, and they are even more morale-high, screaming, murderous, and very brave.

Zhang Liao looked around, in the wind and snow, about five or six thousand Wuhuan people from the north and south directions attacked him, all holding horned bows and waist across scimitars, scrambling to be the first.

The Wuhuan people at the front held the door panel, most of which were snatched from the nearby people's houses, and when they reached about a hundred paces away, they spread the door panel on the path, but it was to cover the pit dug earlier, so that the rear army could trample through it.

They dug the pit to calculate Zhang Liao, and they originally cut off Zhang Liao's way, but now it also affected their attack.

There are too many Wuhuan people, and they keep rushing out from behind, and the riverside path is narrow, only allowing three or five people to go in parallel, and many Wuhuan people simply wade directly through the shallow cement of the Mianman River.

Wuhuan is more backward than the Xiongnu and Xianbei, it is still similar to the clan system, with the three-level system of Luo, Yi and Ministry, and the settlement is a household, that is, a tent fall, and the top of the fall is the yi, and the top of the yi is the ministry, and there are twenty or thirty falls in one yi, and there are hundreds or thousands of yi, ranging in size.

And the five or six thousand Wuhuan warriors in front of him are equivalent to the strength of a small department, and there must be an adult or a small commander in command.

Compared with the five or six thousand Wuhuan people, Zhang Liao's eight hundred guards in this array are extremely thin, but none of the eight hundred guards are afraid, especially after experiencing the Hun War, Zhang Liao's soldiers have really grown up, swords, shields and tigers in front, brakes in the middle, all of them have sharp eyes, tight arrays, just wait for Zhang Liao to give an order, and immediately attack.

The Woohuan attack method is mainly arrows, and then melee scimitars.

And the first thing Zhang Liao needs to guard against is the arrows of the Wuhuan people.

The guard battalion originally had 300 sword and shield soldiers, mainly used to protect the commander, but most of them were sent out by Zhang Liao to protect important advisers, and only 50 were left around him, and now there are fewer enemy soldiers in the face of so many enemy soldiers, so Zhang Liao ordered the soldiers to take off the saddle and pile it into a high base at the beginning of the camp to prevent arrows, and use reeds to bundle into a haystack and stand outside the formation. As for the war horse, it was not needed at this time, and it had already been driven to the east of the crossing.

Seeing that the Wuhuan people rushed to within eighty steps in a menacing manner, the Wuhuan people in front of them were still paved with door panels to open the way, and the Wuhuan people followed by the Wuhuan people who pulled up the horn bow to cover.

Guo Jia said hurriedly in the formation: "My lord, now that the enemy soldiers have not arrived, only the left and right Wuhuan attacks, and we must rush to defeat the Wuhuan spirit before the other two soldiers and horses come." Although there are many thieves, they are profit-seeking, and they have no trust, as long as they attack and kill two percent with the power of thunder, it will be difficult for them to bear the loss, and they will naturally retreat. ā€

"Obey!" Zhang Liao's eyes widened, and he shouted: "Three consecutive shots!" Beat the guts of these bearded cubs! ā€

At a distance of eighty paces, the range of the Wuhuan people's horn bow is not enough, and this distance is already within the range of the repeater!

Although the range of the repeating crossbow is not as good as that of the compound strong bow and the power crossbow, it is at least twenty paces farther than the horn bow of the Wuhuan people.

With Zhang Liao's order, the brake fighters were divided into two groups, and quickly aimed at the north and south.

Ka! Ka! Ka!

With the sound of the trigger of Qi Brush, hundreds of crossbow arrows instantly burst out of the box!

Yes! Whew!

The Wuhuan people who rushed to the front bore the brunt, and the one who paved the door panel and pulled the horn bow immediately howled miserably and fell down!

Ka! Ka! Ka!

Hit the brake and pull the trigger and shoot again!

In a series of shots, the Wuhuan people who rushed to the front fell three or four hundred, and there were even more wounded.

The Wuhuan people who were originally screaming and rushing were demoralized, and they realized that the people who were ambushed did not seem to be so weak.

Behind the "Woo la la ......" there were Wuhuan chiefs and Bai Chang shouting angrily, urging the Wuhuan people to rush forward.

After three consecutive shots, Guo Jia said: "You can let them get closer, kill more, damage their soldiers, and damage their courage." ā€

Zhang Liao immediately ordered the brake to collect the crossbow, as Guo Jia said, if the Wuhuan people opened their distance and stopped advancing, and only waited for the enemy in front and back to arrive before attacking together, it would be troublesome.

And the battle has just begun, if the crossbow arrows are exhausted, the follow-up will inevitably be more difficult, if it is Koji Yi, you must pay more attention to his crossbowmen, you must leave the crossbow arrows to control the crossbow, otherwise you can only be beaten passively.

The Wuhuan people were trembling and cautious, walking more than 20 steps, and when they saw that Zhang Liao's army was no longer firing crossbow arrows, they let go of their courage and rushed over again.

Within sixty paces, Zhang Liao immediately ordered another wave of crossbow arrows, and then quickly ordered the sword and shield soldiers to set up their shields, and the soldiers in the formation held their saddles high to prevent the arrows thrown overhead.

Sixty paces, already within the range of the Aurante's horn bow.

Sure enough, the Wuhuan people quickly fired arrows within sixty steps, and waves of arrows shot towards this side, Zhang Liao's personal guards were all wearing fine armor, not to mention that there were shields and saddles to cover them, and the arrows at this distance did not pose much threat to them at all.

"Lord," Guo Jia said again in the formation at this time: "You can divide a few brake fighters on the left and right, point out the Wuhuan and the generals who pave the door panels, control them within this distance, and force them to shoot arrows, their arrows are not powerful at this distance, but they can consume the number of their arrows!" ā€

"Haha!" Zhang Liao laughed: "Not according to what the military advisor said, each has five divine marksmen!" ā€

He didn't believe that these Wuhuan people could come up with the idea of digging a pit on the road, most of them were the main generals on Yuan Shao's side, but now he wanted to let the Wuhuan people taste the bitter fruits of this trap in turn.

Next, Zhang Liao released cold arrows from time to time in the array, and the soldiers who laid the door panels in front of the Wuhuan people were shot to death one by one, so angry that the Wuhuan people screamed, and the arrow rain poured madly.

"Fake screams to entice them to fire arrows!" Zhang Liao whispered orders in the array, and a group of guards immediately let out a miserable scream, which shocked those Wuhuan people, and the arrows became more violent.

However, in a few breaths, the reed stacks, the erected shields, and the saddles of the high bases were full of arrows, and only a few of the guards were hit by stray arrows in the gaps, but they were not worth mentioning, but they all screamed so badly that they only made the Wuhuan people on the opposite side lift their spirits and shoot arrows wildly.

To the grief and indignation of the Wuhuan people, they fired countless arrows, which seemed to completely suppress the enemy, but as soon as someone rushed out to lay the door panel, they were killed by the cold arrows in the enemy's formation, and some angry Wuhuan people ignored the door panel, and rushed forward directly from the road, but one by one they slipped into the pit, fell and fractured, and some of them marched cautiously, but were killed by the cold arrows in Zhang Liao's array.

However, there were smart Wuhuan people who crawled directly on the ground, and there were Wuhuan people who roared and rushed over from the muddy and shallow water in the river on one side, and soon nearly a hundred Wuhuan people rushed to within twenty steps, but they stopped in front of this section of the ramp, and this section of the ramp had already been frozen by Zhang Liao with hot water, and it was extremely smooth.

In the wind and snow, this section of ice has become a moat for the Wuhuan people! And become their nightmare!

At such a close distance, the brake strikers did not need to fire a salvo at all, but in groups of five, taking turns to shoot, neither wasting crossbow arrows nor sparing a single Wuhuan man.

One after another, the crossbow arrows passed through their throats, and one by one the Wuhuan people fell on their backs.

Zhang Liao is also pulling the bow, but he did not use a crossbow, but used a bow and arrow, Zhang Liao has a five-stone strong bow, and some of the guards also carry bows and arrows, and the Wuhuan people have sent countless arrows, and there is no shortage of arrows in bows and arrows.

He looked outside the formation, and the feathered arrows were shot one after another, and his bow was strong, and the feathered arrows shot were still more than the crossbows, and they were all aimed at the shouting Wuhuan people.

Zhang Liao didn't know what they were shouting about, but it was estimated that they were all generals such as Shi Chang and Bai Chang, and the wind and snow had an impact on his sight, and it also affected those Wuhuan generals, often when they found the arrows they shot, it was too late, and they could only be injured or killed.

"Kill!"

Just when the Wuhuan people suffered a setback, thousands of enemy soldiers suddenly rushed out of the woods on the west bank of the Mianman River, and rushed over the bridge with a roar, but it was the enemy soldiers who had been ambushed in the woods before.

It was originally a place chosen by Guo Jia to base on the enemy, but Zhang Liao gave up because he sensed that there was an enemy ambush.

The thousands of enemy soldiers who were in ambush originally wanted to continue to lurk and wait for reinforcements to arrive, but at this time, they saw that the situation of the Wuhuan people was not good, and they were afraid that the Wuhuan would be defeated and retreated, so they rushed out to respond.

The Wuhuan people in the north and south are still rushing, and the enemy soldiers in the west are coming again, and Zhang Liao and the eight hundred guards are facing a siege on three sides at once! And the more it is delayed, the more dangerous the situation will be, you know, and now whether it is the east or the west, Yuan Shao's main force has not yet appeared.

"Let them cross the bridge!"

Zhang Liao stared at the thousands of enemy soldiers rushing over on the other side, and said in a deep voice: "The sword shield and the brake will not move, continue to resist the Wuhuan people in the north and south, Zhu Ping, bring a hundred fierce tigers to kill the enemy with me!" ā€

"My lord! If your subordinates lead the team, you will be able to kill and repel the enemy soldiers! Zhu Ping said urgently.

"Obey orders!" Zhang Liao's eyes widened: "At this time, who can retreat?" I'm the lord, and the bento is in front! ā€

Seeing that nearly 100 of the thousands of enemy soldiers had rushed across the wooden bridge, Zhang Liao roared, held a long lance, and rushed out of the camp with a hundred fierce tigers and killed them!

At this time, it is the time when the enemy is halfway crossing, they rush over, and they can block all those enemies on the bridge, the narrow wooden bridge, a hundred tigers are enough to deal with, more than it will be chaotic!

"Kill!" Zhang Liao's eyes were full of murderous intent, this ambush was something he didn't expect, at this time there was a lot of crisis, and the murderous aura in his heart was also surging.

The lance sprang out like a flying dragon, and the flexible lance vibrated like a pear blossom, instantly piercing into the chest of an enemy soldier who rushed to the front.

Blood shoots, one hit kills!

The trauma caused by the eight-sided lance is extremely terrifying, and a thorn is a hole!

With a shake of the mallet, the enemy soldier threw out, and stabbed into the throat of an enemy soldier next to him, straight through the neck, the enemy's eyes protruded, and the spear jerked, and he fell to the ground and died.

Even more terrifying than Zhang Liao's long lance is the Mo knife of a hundred fierce tiger warriors, the blade passes, and it is broken in one swing and two.

The Tiger Warrior is the most elite man and horse under Zhang Liao, there is no one, and now it is even more well-equipped, these enemy soldiers who rushed across the bridge are just an ordinary soldier and horse, how can they resist.

The cold murderous aura, the tragic situation, and the flying stumps made them stunned all of a sudden, and they also shocked those charging Wuhuan people!