"Doodoo ......"

The rapid and loud sound of the horn urged countless Yuan soldiers and horses to rush towards the artillery position of the Song army, even if it was death along the way.

The Daxingfu troops led by Zhehu bore the brunt of the attack, and unfortunately one of the five teams directly facing the Song army's artillery position, which had been blown up after several attacks, and the battle losses were too large to be found to lead the leader.

Seeing the worthless death of his soldiers, Zhehu's heart became more and more depressed, and the breath that had been held in his heart since last night could not go smoothly, and he gradually couldn't suppress it, and he raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhehu spat blood and fell off the horse, and the soldiers around him hurried to save people after seeing him fall, but just in time for a rout of soldiers and startled horses, they rushed by, and then went to help Zhehu to see that he had long lost his breath.

The army under Zhehu Yi's men was chaotic, although the battle losses were as many as sixty or seventy, but there were still more than 10,000 soldiers, who were unwilling to rush forward to die, and pretended that the horses were frightened and ran to the other side.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, the drizzle has stopped, and a battle line about three miles wide is slowly revealed, but by now, half of the troops have been lost and have not yet been able to rush to the front of the Song army's position.

The fog has completely dissipated, there are no raids, no ambushes, all actions are exposed to the eyes of the other side, only the constant killing, the incessant bloodshed, the continuous loss of life, as if only the rumbling cannon sound is real.

He had already bitten his lips and wanted to give the order to withdraw several times, not because he felt sorry for the dead soldiers in front of him, but because such a failure in the re-examination rate would have a bad impact on his future prospects.

After thinking about it, Kuokuo, who was ready to accept the reality, raised his arm and called the herald to his side, as long as he said a word, he could stop this one-sided killing, but just as he was about to open his mouth, the cannon fire in the direction of the Great Song camp stopped.

The Yuan army in front of the entire position was also stunned, forgetting to continue to urge the war horses under their crotch, and not taking this opportunity to rush forward, perhaps without the accompaniment of artillery fire, they all forgot how to charge.

After listening to the continuous sound of artillery for a long time, his wide ears were a little unaccustomed, but immediately a thought jumped out, Song Jun really didn't have shells this time, otherwise it would be impossible to stop firing.

He guessed correctly, the artillery shells prepared on the artillery position of the Song army were fired, but when the second batch of ammunition was delivered to the position and ready to start the seamless shelling, Zhao Tianyou gave an order to postpone the shooting so that the strong crossbowmen and archers of the infantry could prepare, and the cavalry team prepared to meet the enemy.

The cavalry closest to the Song army's position was holding its head and waiting to be bombed, but the Song army's position did not sound the sound of cannonballs, and this cavalry ran directly to the front of the Song army's formation without influence, and distanced itself from the large army behind them.

"Haha, haha, the Song army's shells are finished, children, rush up for me."

Kuokuo was extremely excited, drew the scimitar at his waist, raised it above his head and howled with joy, urging the officers around him to give orders and send all the reserve forces to try to break the front of the Song army in one fell swoop.

The strong crossbowman picked up the divine arm bow in his hand, pulled the trigger at an angle of about thirty degrees, and three thousand short and thick crossbow arrows flew towards the Yuan cavalry who were gradually approaching with a terrible sound of breaking through the air. From the moment the Song army's artillery stopped, all the Yuan soldiers who fought were shocked in their hearts, and they would be the same as Kuokuo thought, there was only one reason why the Song army stopped shelling, that is, they had no shells.

"Woo! Kill! Come on! ”

"Rush forward! Don't stop! ”

The first batch of approaching Yuan troops had more than a thousand people, three thousand crossbow arrows shot down about eighty percent, and three or four hundred war horses galloped forward, and the Yuan soldiers on horseback had fallen into madness, holding shields and brandishing scimitars, and shouted at the Song army's position.

The loud sound didn't seem to have any effect, and the second batch of crossbow arrows was a flat shot, and three or four hundred people were almost all hit by the arrows in an instant. The man and the horse tumbled to the ground, and under the action of the huge inertia, they turned into a corpse, and they still approached the front of the Song army's position.

The participation of the crossbowmen of the Song army gave the Yuan army of the rear brigade incomparable encouragement, and the morale that had been suppressed all night suddenly boiled, and there were more than 100,000 people in the ranks, which let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Shoot me, shoot me! Haha, Song Dog has no more shells! Ha ha! ”

A sturdy and brave Yuan army rider, probably frightened by the cannonball, almost collapsed, at this time, as soon as the pressure was gone, he actually stripped off his upper body clothes, revealing a strong muscle, and shouted in the direction of the Song army's front.

Encouraged by him, more cavalry of the Yuan army began to follow his example, took off their shirts and galloped barechested, shouting loudly at the Song army, and at the same time launched an assault on the Song army's position. The morale of the Yuan army was excited, as if victory was within reach, as long as they rode forward, they would be able to crush the Song army, kill them and rob them of their artillery.

Song Jun didn't react at this, and the strong crossbowman took the opportunity to fill the crossbow arrows, and continued to hold the Divine Arm Bow in his hand, forming a 45-degree angle to prepare for combat, which is the launch angle of the Divine Arm Bow with the maximum range, which can be between 240 and 300 steps.

The 30,000 cavalry of the Song army formed a long line, and there were up to 100,000 infantry troops in front of them, divided into several echelons according to different types of troops.

They are not the protagonists of today, just a reserve to prevent accidents, if the battle line is broken through, they need to fill it in the fastest time, and kill and defeat the Yuan army that rushed over.

However, according to the trend that began today, they have little chance of playing, the Yuan army's offensive just now was about to collapse, and when it was likely to withdraw the army next, Zhao Tianyou suddenly ordered to stop firing artillery.

This is a bait full of great temptation, thrown to the mouth of the already desperate Kuokuo, you can't help but not bite, not to mention that he is wide, the temperament and eccentric Eighth Prince, even if he is replaced by his father Kublai Khan, this bait is also to be swallowed.

Tens of thousands of people spoke at the same time, and bursts of angry roars continued to sound in the ranks of the Yuan army, and compared to the Song army's position that stopped firing, it seemed to be overpowering in terms of power.

The three thousand crossbowmen quickly completed three shots, picked up their divine arm bows and turned their heads to leave, passing past the longbowmen, and giving them up to the first line. At this time, the first platoon of the Yuan cavalry had already rushed into range, and the first platoon was knocked down by three thousand crossbow arrows, but more cavalry stepped forward to fill their positions, straddled the corpses of their comrades, and continued to accelerate forward.

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