Of course, the arrows that greeted them in the second round of shooting, although the crossbow bolts were reloaded much faster by William's modification, but they couldn't change his shooting pattern after all.

Therefore, it takes more than ten seconds for the crossbow to be successfully reloaded, and these ten seconds are enough for the archers to shoot two or three rounds of arrows.

The second round was three thousand arrows, and their shots were not as aimless as before, they had already seen the enemy army slowly gathering at the camp gate.

Coupled with William's order to shoot, they turned all their shots to the troops at the camp gate.

"Whoosh ......"

There was another sharp sound, and although the three thousand arrows were not many, the damage they caused was not small, and they were like flying locusts, pounced on the enemy, and used their small bodies to inflict the greatest damage on the enemy as much as possible.

Although the Norwids were barren, some leather armor and improvised chain mail were still available, and as young tribal warriors, they were equipped with armor, which was not at all comparable to those who were not warriors of the Norwids.

Therefore, the damage caused by this round of shooting was not particularly large, but only four or five hundred people were injured by the Norwids, who had already gathered about a thousand people.

After all, they had leather armor or chain mail, and the protection of round shields, and among the four or five hundred people, only about less than two hundred died on the spot, and the others were basically injured.

However, the next salvo was no longer something they could resist, and the power of the crossbow was not at all comparable to that of the arrows.

A crossbow with a range of nearly 500 meters and a recurve bow with a range of less than 200 meters are clear at a glance.

In this way, fifteen hundred crossbows flew towards the enemy with a force even greater than the volley of arrows.

The crossbow bolts were no longer something that leather armor and chain mail could resist, and even the round shields they held in their hands were many pierced, sifting the range of the Norwids behind.

In this way, the remaining five or six hundred Norvid soldiers fell in large numbers, and only a hundred or so were left to survive in place.

The ground covered with ice and snow was a bloodstain, and the blood was spilled all over the ground, and the hot blood melted a lot of the ice and snow on the ground, but soon, these blood were turned into red ice by the harsh winter.

Arrows may be the most graceful form of death, and they don't die like spears, opening their chests and abdomen to the north, poking their internal organs into pieces, and then outflowing them out of their bodies.

It's not like the damage caused by swords and knives, broken arms, broken arms, and even head separations are quite common.

Arrows never go deep into your body, destroying your most important organs, or causing blood loss, causing you to die slowly.

Therefore, the battlefield at this time seemed relatively clean, except for the blood all over the ground, there was nothing similar to the residual value of broken arms and internal organ fragments.

By this time, most of the Norweed had already reacted, and they had deduced the number of each other by the number of arrows.

The tribal leader of the Norwidian people was also a bit of a knowledgeable person, and not only did he judge the number of opponents, but he also knew that he would not be able to win without trying his best to mobilize everyone.

Therefore, when the Norvid warriors at the camp gate were close to exhaustion, he had already mobilized everyone in the tribe, including the elderly, women and boys, except for the children, to participate in the upcoming battle.

I saw this group of rabble with wood-chopping axes or other weapons in their hands, and they rushed to the door of the camp.

A few others went into hiding, young children, old men, and some cowardly Norwids, all looking for a place to hide.

William looked at the more than 8,000 people gathered at the camp gate, and couldn't help but pout, what a rabble, such a narrow camp gate was actually jammed with more than 8,000 people, doesn't this create another opportunity for the enemy?

Knowing that the opponent's long-range strength is strong, he even crowded together to pose in such a dense formation, William can only say that he is brain-dead.

Originally, William also deliberately learned about the common tactics of the Norwids, and the round shield wall was a common trick they used in battle.

Some of their Norvid warriors had actually used this method just now, so the initial shooting did not achieve much success.

However, later, due to the addition of crossbow arrows and the rain of arrows, the round shield wall could not assume the function of defense.

But now this group of people, due to the participation of the elderly, weak, women and children, they don't know the way to round the shield wall, and they can't even make a shield in their hands.

So in William's opinion, they are doing this instead to self-test their combat effectiveness.

William raised his hand again with a blank expression, and the archers and crossbowmen were ready to shoot.

Crossbowmen who have long been loaded with crossbows can shoot at any time, and archers are even more so.

At this time, in William's eyes, the wriggling Norweed people had already become corpses, or sooner or later, corpses.

William lowered his arm fiercely, and his golden iron cross-coated gauntlets were like a spell that announced the end of the lives of the Norweeds.

"Whoosh!"

The prelude to death was played again, and the arrows covered the sky like locusts, covering almost all of the few rays of sunlight in the sky.

The arrows landed in the enemy's ranks, their sharp edges piercing through their bodies protected only by animal skins.

The densely packed Norwids were horrified to discover that when the enemy's arrows came at them, the formation they thought was very safe had turned out to be a deadly poison, and they could not effectively dodge the arrows that were shooting at them no matter what.

In this way, the archers and crossbowmen fired round after round of arrows, and in the end, even the archers were so exhausted that they could not even open their bows.

The enemy was also badly wounded, and in the midst of a burst of wailing, they fell to the ground one after another, while the remaining Norwids, who had not been hit, scattered in all directions out of fear.

But in such a crowded environment, with such a large number of people, how could it be possible to flee in an orderly manner?

Therefore, pushing and scrambling for a way out naturally occurs.

They desperately want to push away their friends and relatives on weekdays and find a way out for themselves.

In this way, the situation of pushing and stampede appeared, they desperately shouted and screamed, but they still could not avoid being pushed by the great force, and then fell to the ground, and were trampled on by the people one by one, until they lost their breath, and became a puddle on the ground, rubbing you, and broken.

Even more Norweeds died at the feet of their comrades than by the arrows of the archers.

Of course, there were always lucky ones who escaped, and those lucky ones were killed by the Denlenburg infantry who entered the camp and swept through them.

The battle was so easy that even the Iron Cross Knights did not move, and they only relied on long-range strike forces to annihilate all the enemies, and it can be said that there were almost zero casualties.

As for the other roads, the Blackstone Army and the Iron Forest Legion were also without exception, easily overcoming their goals and advancing smoothly.