Chapter 120: A Fatal Arrow

The tall head and the big saddle are distinct, and the gold and silver armor is surrounded by the first three and four personal guards, at least the main general of this siege team, and it is possible that the status is even higher. Zhao Tianyou's eyes were really real, and he immediately stretched out his hand and took off his bow, and began to aim at Lu Shikui in the crowd of Yuan soldiers under the city.

At this time, Lu Shikui's position was three hundred steps away from the city wall, and it was still outside the range of the Divine Arm Bow, and the bolt cannons on the crossbow bed in the city had long been silent, and only the thunder that killed the enemy at close range was still exploding under the city, and he was in a very safe position.

Zhao Tianyou pulled his bow like a full moon, aiming calmly, motionless like a sculpture, it was the first time for him to target such a distance, and he was not sure at all. The three-stone longbow that was clenched was adjusted upwards little by little, and the scale of Wangshan was already the largest, but Zhao Tianyou felt that it was still not enough, so he simply did not aim with his eyes, but felt the target with his heart and feelings.

As if the distance was shortened by the telephoto lens, Lu Shikui seemed to appear in front of Zhao Tianyou's eyes, his eyes full of anxiety and disappointment could be seen clearly, Zhao Tianyou tried to feel and aim with the arrow in his hand.

"Boom!"

After a soft sound, Zhao Tianyou closed his eyes, and the strength in his body seemed to be drained at once, and all of it was injected into the body of the sharp arrow flying in the air. Although he had closed his eyes, he could still feel the trajectory of the arrow in his mind, as if he had turned into a sharp arrow and flew in person, and the scene of crossing along the way was vivid.

Lu Shikui looked at the several broken city walls that had been smashed by catapults, and felt as uncomfortable as eating coals, and the soldiers had tried their best to fall short. The corpses of the dozens of Yuan soldiers who rushed to the city were tied by the Song army and hung upside down on the city wall, showing off and provoking too obviously, it was simply a slap in the face of Chi Guoguo.

Looking at Lu Shikui's sudden distraction, the scene of his punctuality in Jiujiang Town came to mind, and after receiving a letter from his uncle Lu Wenhuan, he sacrificed Jiujiang City without sending an arrow, in exchange for the position of this general.

Then led the troops all the way to the Song Dynasty without tasting a defeat, and after occupying Guangzhou for three months, he was forced to withdraw because of the shortage of food and grass, no matter from which aspect, he was a competent general, but why did he suddenly have a feeling of envy of the Song army at the head of the city?

The spirit was in a trance, and the hairs on the back suddenly stood up, and a sense of crisis in the back spontaneously arose, and cold sweat broke out on the forehead.

"Phew!"

"Ahh

The sharp arrow pierced through the armor and passed through the chest, Lu Shikui turned over and fell off the horse with a muffled roar, and his guards rushed up, and after lifting up the unconscious Lu Shikui, he desperately turned his horse back and retreated to the rear to find a doctor for treatment.

Remaining in place, the two commanders looked at each other, neither of them spoke, and began to gather the remaining team, rescue the wounded who had difficulty moving, and slowly get out of the range of the defenders of the city. Although they did not dare to retreat directly without a military order, the casualties of 5,000 men and horses had exceeded seventy percent, and the few remaining soldiers had no combat effectiveness and could not organize an effective attack, so they could only pretend to confront each other under the city.

Zhao Tianyou pierced Lu Shikui with an arrow, the Yuan soldiers under the city retreated one after another, and the defenders at the head of the city cheered and roared again and again. Dong Lingfeng stood at the head of the city with a spear in his hand, looking at the corpses of the Yuan soldiers scattered all over the broken buildings and cars under the city, his eyes were stunned, and the expression on his face didn't know whether it was sad or happy.

"Old General Dong! We won, the Yuan army retreated! ”

Zhao Tianyou said a word to Dong Lingfeng, seeing that he didn't respond, and without asking again, he rushed to the next city defense node with Xiao Ash.

The first to be defeated by the 20-way men and horses was the four-way people and horses at the north gate, which were completely disabled by the Hongyi cannons, and the two cannons after replenishing the shells were specially selected to gather in a place where the crowd gathered or where there were generals to fire.

Two flowering bombs killed seven or eight people, and at the same time they were able to break the courage of seventy or eighty people, and it had become a dead place within a few hundred steps of the city.

The situation of the entire battlefield has formed a foregone conclusion, no matter how many troops are invested, it is no longer possible for the Yuan soldiers to attack the city, use the ladder to climb the city to start a white-knuckle battle, or use the building car to shoot at the Song army with bows and arrows.

Only the Hongyi cannon was still roaring from time to time, and the Yuan soldiers who had not received the order to retreat were like frightened children, who did not dare to advance and could not retreat. Just a few hundred steps below the city, enduring the roll call of the Hongyi cannon, no one dared to gather too much, and those commanders took off their belts, helmets, and accessories that symbolized their status, for fear of attracting the attention of the gunners on the city head, and gave themselves a roll call bombardment.

Outside Li Heng's Chinese army tent, there was already a row of heralds, and without exception, it was all bad news. Lu Shikui was hit by an arrow and fell off his horse, and the news that he was currently seriously injured and in a coma made Li Heng's face even more ugly.

From the beginning of the plan, Lu Shikui was not very in favor of dividing the troops to attack, and his proposal was to concentrate the forces of the two city gates, have superior forces in personnel, and constantly attack the city walls with new forces, which would definitely be able to defeat the defenders and break the city.

But he did not object to Li Heng's plan, and personally led the troops to attack all the way, which made Li Heng still a little admired in his heart, this Lu Shikui knew his identity as a general, and he was still very interesting and low-key when the credit was not enough.

But just now, the news reported by the herald made him can't believe it, and an arrow flew out of thin air and seriously injured Lu Shikui. No one believed that it was shot from the top of the city, because the distance was too far, and an arrow shot through the breastplate and came out of the body, it must have been a cold arrow shot by someone nearby, that is, there were scouts of the Song army haunting the city.

"Herald! After packing up the wounded soldiers and cleaning up the battlefield, we will withdraw our troops and return to the camp to rest, and it will not be too late to fight again tomorrow! ”

Li Heng finally stopped insisting, Lu Shikui, who had the most hope of breaking the city, no longer knew life and death, and the other teams had no chance, and if they continued to fight, they could only lose their lives in vain.

Looking at the retreating Yuan soldiers everywhere, Zhao Tianyou suddenly had a sense of powerlessness, if there was a team of elite cavalry at this time, under the cover of firearms at the head of the city, they would be able to completely break up this besieging Yuan soldiers.

However, the hundreds of horses in the city are not enough, and without a large number of warlike horses, the cavalry is nothing but empty talk, unable to form a continuous and deadly pursuit of the Yuan soldiers, and can only injure their muscles and bones, but cannot be fundamentally eliminated.

Countless wounded soldiers were put on the carriages, which were originally full of boulders, and so many catapults were built to transport a large number of stones, but even thirty percent of them were not used, and the catapults were all destroyed.

The 100,000 army lost nearly half, and the Yuan soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield were all dejected, and the Mongol invasion of the south had lasted for a long time, except for the blows suffered in the Diaoyu City of Shudi, there was really no such failure.

Li Heng bit his lip and stood in the tent, and suddenly there was a noise behind him, and a gray-yellow smoke and dust rose behind the fog that had dispersed, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound.