"Kill the officers and soldiers!"

The drumbeat was not in a hurry, and the first wave of thieves who were forced to go were still walking quickly, striding meteors and in good spirits. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The leaders walked in front, basically carrying swords and shields, and behind them, there was a group of people, following the flag.

Of course, these people are also divided into several levels of troops, such as 1,000 foot soldiers who went north to the camp, and about 200 people who have inner sword and shield hands. They attacked in two waves, each with a hundred swords and shields.

Then there are 30% of the archers in the foot soldiers, about 300 people, most of these people use five or six force bows, and a few use seven or eight force strong bows. They had to go up in every wave, but most of them only threw from behind, with the exception of a small number of strong archers with seven-eight-force bows who would shoot straight behind the sword and shield men.

Finally, there were the spearmen, the proportion was about forty percent, about four hundred, and each wave dispatched two hundred men.

There were also a small number of men who wielded other weapons, such as those with sticks, palladium, and hook and sickle, who were also elite soldiers, and fought in two groups behind the sword and shield men.

Finally, there are the elite cavalry who supervise the battle, and at this time there are one or two hundred selected from each battalion in front, carrying pedals and short ladders. When they will rush up, they will set up a short ladder on the low wall of the trench, and the brothers will be able to rush into the wall.

There were also a number of "rangers" rushing in the crowd, filled with skilled horsemen, who reported on the battle, especially the combat situation of the "leader", and if they were wounded or killed, the "leader" in the rear immediately went up to replace them.

Unlike in the past, at this time, in front of the crowd of people attacking by various battalions, there were still some sparse people.

They walked dozens of paces in front of the large array, but they were luring soldiers, most of them were raised, and a small number of foot soldiers and horsemen lured the fire guns on the opposite side.

Some of these people are voluntary, and most of them are forced, especially those who are being raised.

The drums sounded, and soon the first wave of thieves attacked by the battalions was not far from the official road, only a few dozen paces, and the hill in front was not high, and from the official road to the top of the mountain, it was only a little more than a hundred steps.

The hillside surrounding the low wall was gentle, covered with traces of burnt black ash, and it was even hotter in the sun.

The infantry lures had already crossed the official road, but the horsemen in the inner middle stopped not far in front of the official road, and they took out their bows and arrows, but they were ready to shoot.

Their horsemen, mostly archers and shieldmen, with a small number of spears and other weapons. A special camp of 500 horsemen was specially offered, and there were about 30 percent sword and shield bearers and 50 percent archers. Many archers also use seven- and eight-force bows, and a few use five- or six-force bows.

These lured horsemen can easily use a bow of five or six forces at once, and in terms of projectiles, they can easily shoot a distance of up to one hundred and fifty paces.

It is difficult to say the accuracy and lethality of the projectile, but the projectile coverage does not talk about accuracy and lethality, but is to cause confusion and disrupt the opponent's formation.

As a decoy soldier, it's good to lure the opposite side to open the gun.

And at this moment, on the opposite mountain, which had not moved, a fierce voice sounded: "Prepare for battle!" ”

"Tiger!"

The majestic cry of Rushan frightened the thieves in front of the official road, and they saw that the villager who was sitting in the gap in the earthen wall suddenly stood up, and the thick shield immediately blocked the entire gap tightly, and nothing could be seen behind the shield, only rows of cold and shining spears.

There was also a large red flag erected, like fire and blood in the sun.

A chill swept through the hearts of the thieves, the villagers on the mountain were not simple, and some of the horsemen who were ready to shoot were even more trembling, and they almost couldn't grasp the bows and arrows in their hands.

Seeing that the large group of men and horses behind them was still coming, they settled down, adjusted their bowstrings, stretched their bows and arrows, and threw them at the hillside and the top of the mountain.

The sound of the bowstring vibrating, sandwiched with the sound of "raising the shield" on the mountain, the hand hidden behind the earthen wall could not see it, and saw that the gap in front of the Xiangyong shield was still erected, but the leather shields behind were raised.

The queue of fifty people in each gap became a boxy shield array, and the front was tightly covered.

The sound of the arrows roaring, the muzzle velocity of the light arrows was seventy or eighty meters per second, and soon they roared, and on the earthen wall and hillside in front of them, there was immediately a patch of weeds.

Of course, the accuracy of the projectile was too poor, most of the arrows were fired in the open space, and some hit the shield array, making a dull sound of arrows hitting the shield, but it could not hurt anyone.

What's more, more than a hundred seduced horsemen from the six battalions of thieves shot one after another, shooting more than a thousand arrows, and there was still no movement on the other side.

As qualified archers, they could shoot seventeen arrows a minute, and twelve arrows in a hurry, but they shot a dozen arrows, and it seemed that they had no effect on the opposite side, whether they should move or not, they were lured in vain.

Some horsemen suddenly discovered that the opposite sword and shield spearmen had shields, not to mention, they were hiding behind the earthen wall, and their arrows were either shooting at the wall or flying over the wall, which had less effect on their gunners than the sword and shield spearmen.

If I hide safely like this, even if the crowd comes, I am afraid that I can resist the desire to launch the firecracker.

The horsemen frowned, what should they do, do they want to continue to lure forward?

It's just that as horsemen, their lives are precious, and they will not venture into a hundred paces.

On the mountain, Sun Kewang's expression was a little gloomy, the plan to lure the soldiers was proposed by him, but seeing that those horsemen shot more than a dozen arrows one by one, the mountain was still quiet and silent, and not a single firearm was released.

Those townsmen were too calm, afraid that their plans would fail and affect his prestige in front of his father-in-law and the kings.

Maybe a little closer.

He looked beyond the seduced horsemen and farther ahead to see the men and footmen.

The infantry lured by the battalion also numbered more than a hundred, armed with swords, shields, or spears, and some of the foot soldiers were armed with bows and arrows.

The lure soldiers were separated as much as possible, one in the east and one in the west, and some of them crossed the official road and climbed the hillside in fear, and the special infantry tried to use the front guards as meat shields.

The arrows whistled, and from time to time they crossed high overhead, and the horsemen on the other side of the official road began to shoot arrows to lure them, and the foot soldiers were looking forward to it and fearing it.

They couldn't tell in their hearts whether it was better for the gunners on the opposite side to shoot or not.

Randan was frightened for a long time, and the horsemen shot more than a thousand arrows, but there was still no movement behind the opposite wall, and they couldn't bear it anymore.

Some of the decoy foot archers also began to take out their bows and arrows to lure the enemy.

They climbed the hillside, about eighty paces away from the earthen wall in front of them, and there was a large shield blocking the gap.

They were all throwing, the arrows flew high, drew a large parabola in the air, and fell towards the side of the earthen wall shield array, and then the results were similar to those of the horsemen on the official road, and there was still no movement behind the opposite wall.

The lure soldiers were at a loss, what was going on, why didn't the fire guns on the opposite side hit?

Some of them had either never fought with officers and men, and had not reached a distance of 100 paces, or at most a hundred paces, and the firearms on the opposite side had already been earth-shattering.

These people are too good at putting up with it, and they don't move no matter how provocative they are.

They moved slowly, as far apart as they could, and then they advanced a dozen paces, when suddenly some arrows came at them on the hillside behind the wall.

"Whoosh!"

A man with a spear suddenly screamed and rolled to the ground, a heavy arrow pierced his left eye, the sharp arrow instantly pierced his eyeball, and then pierced deep into his brain, blood and brain splattered.

The man shouted, and threw his spear high.

"Bang!" With a bang, a foot soldier who was throwing suddenly his head blossomed, and the felt hat on his head flew out, flying with broken bones and brains.

A foot soldier shouted in fear, and held the shield in his hand high in front of him, but it was a rattan card, soaked in oil, and some non-sharp firearms of the officers and soldiers could even block the guns at a distance of fifty paces.

However, at this moment, there was another "bang", and another bang came from the opposite side, which pierced his rattan card, and then a blood mist rose from the chest of this foot soldier to lure the soldier, and he fell to the ground screaming, which was a hoarse wail.

There were shouts of terror, and from time to time there were lure soldiers who were shot to the ground by the whistling arrows.

There are more firecrackers coming and going, and the guns are accurate and ruthless, and they are still far away. I saw that more than 100 foot soldiers were knocked to the ground one by one, and the leather shields and rattan cards they used as protection had no effect at all.

"Bang!"

There was another thunderous sound on the opposite side, and a foot soldier subconsciously raised his leather shield to block it, and then in a blink of an eye, the shield was broken through a big hole, and a large cloud of blood light bloomed on his chest, and then there was a blood mist behind him, and a twisted hole appeared on his back, like a flower.

The foot soldier fell to the ground and rolled wide-eyed.

A foot decoy who was hiding beside his shield and shooting arrows had his eyes wide open, his face full of unconcealed fear, and a little blood splashed on his companion when he was shot.

Suddenly the archer exclaimed, "Ah, Lu Mi! ”

He screamed hoarsely, turned and ran.

Like him, the rest of the footmen fled in horror.

They did lure them into coming to the other side and firing them, but they couldn't afford it.

On the mountain bag, Sun Kewang was about to shout for joy, but the other side really opened the gun, and his trick of luring the troops worked, but before his cry came out, it did not stop abruptly in his throat in a blink of an eye.

On the opposite side were the gunners, but not behind the earthen wall, and the smoke seemed to be fired from the top of the mountain, and they also had stragglers to deal with this scene, and their own tactics of luring the soldiers still did not work.

He subconsciously looked at Zhang Xianzhong on the side, and saw that his father-in-law's face was very ugly, and he still didn't know the source of pus flowing from his eyebrows, so he just muttered: "Donkey ball, Lao Tzu is going to break the army." ”

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"Death to those who retreat!"

The fleeing foot guards were shouting and fleeing down the hillside, but they were greeted not by a safe place, but by a rain of arrows.

Although the seduced horsemen did not dare to cross the official road, they were able to catch these fleeing foot soldiers, and they shot them to the ground with their bows and arrows.

Occasionally, there were fish that slipped through the net, and they met the attacking array that came from behind under the black pressure of the drumbeat.

"Brother Qiu'er spares his life......"

A man who had escaped the arrows of the horsemen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he was cut to the ground by a "leader" who was striding ahead.

He screamed miserably, begging for mercy loudly, and in the scream, it seemed that this guy was still acquainted with this "leader". But the leader just ignored it, and the knife showed no mercy. Blood beads flew, and the screams of the servant slowly deepened, and finally lay on the ground without moving, his eyes wide open, and the blood flowed out of the stall.

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Old White Bull: There's another chapter after twelve o'clock.