The fourth volume of the sharp blade out of the sheath Shenzhou moves

"Jiannu died down like this?" Lin Mian was taken aback at first, and then became excited.

"No, they've changed their tactics."

Although Xiao Fei is also a newcomer to the battlefield, after all, he is a soldier of a thousand households, and he has taken professional military courses and has a better understanding of the situation on the battlefield.

Jiannu made such a big battle, how could he retreat with one round of blows?

Sure enough, as Xiao Fei said, a large number of Jiannu and Han army flags withdrew a hundred steps away and re-arrayed.

The original archers also retreated, and after the infantry formation was adjusted, Jiannu sent another group of archers to throw them at the city wall again.

At this time, the gunner was reloaded, and under the order, the second volley was re-fired.

On the other side, there were people who fell instantly, but because the archers were sparsely standing and the results were limited, some people fell and did not move, and some people kept rolling on the ground.

Xiao Fei frowned, very dissatisfied with this result.

But the distance is too far and there is nothing to be done.

While the gunners bowed their heads to clear their chambers and reload their ammunition, the Han Army Banner and the Jiannu archers fired two more rounds.

At this distance, the arrows shot were still full of power, and there were arrows in the hands of the guns.

Most of the arrows landed on the hanging and ground, and some fell on the human body.

The armor-clad man was also slightly wounded after the arrow, the tip of the arrow piercing the skin, and the blood seeping through the lining and clothing, revealing the cotton armor.

There was a gun with two arrows in his hand, but he was not yet a minor injury and could not get out of the line of fire, and his chest and back were a lot of red, which looked very amazing.

If you don't have armor, once you are hit by an arrow, most of your body will be pierced by arrows, and the arrows will penetrate very deep into the flesh, and if you are hit by an arrow, you will lose your combat power.

The medic and the paramedics kept running back and forth, carrying the heavily wounded gunners off the ground.

Several military and political officers kept wandering around the position, they did not use shields to protect themselves, and even one military and political officer did not wear armor at all, they kept wandering in the formation, encouraging the soldiers and boosting morale.

After several rounds of firing, the gunner calmed down, but the arrows above his head came one after another, and the casualties gradually became heavy.

But at the same time, after several rounds in a row, the positions of the Jiannu archers on the opposite side were also in disarray, with the dead and the wounded mixed together.

Without a large-scale charge, the firebolt is not as lethal as the strongbow at long distance, but at the same time, the speed of the strongbow is not as good as the firebolt.

After all, manpower is limited, and if this kind of strong bow shoots three or five arrows, ordinary people will be weak.

Therefore, in the archer's quiver, the amount of arrows rarely exceeds twenty.

Guns and arrows came and went, half of Xiao Fei's body was soaked with sweat, and after the first round, the effect was excellent, everyone was extremely excited at that time, and a big victory seemed to be within reach.

But the current situation is that the two sides are firing at each other, and both sides are killing and wounding each other.

He saw that the Jiannu bannermen and the red armor archers below, and even more than a hundred white armor were also standing in front of the formation, pulling out their bows and starting to shoot arrows at the city wall.

These white-armored arrows are more powerful and more accurate.

If you want to become a white armor, you must not only have a strong body and martial arts, rich experience in battlefield fighting, but also the level of archery and horse archery skills must be much higher than that of ordinary red armor and flag ding.

Jiannu is now purely a slave country with military merit, and the martial style is simply not encouraged.

From the time children can walk, they began to learn to ride and shoot, and when they grew up, their archery skills continued to improve in long-term hunting and battlefield fighting.

The shooters of later generations are at most fighting for glory on the field, but these shooters are training and fighting for survival and their own lives, and the gap between the two is actually really big.

Bai Jia is the elite of the Jiannu, generally around the age of thirty. He has been on the battlefield for at least ten years and has experienced countless bloody battles.

Their eyes are cold, their will is firm, they are accustomed to life and death, they can already calm down on the battlefield, they can reasonably distribute their physical strength, and the level and speed of archery are a cut above that of ordinary armor soldiers and bannermen.

Although there were only hundreds of people, under the precise blows of these white armors, the losses of the guns on the city wall increased slightly compared to before.

On the other side, the Han military flag is becoming more and more untenable, and the following is no longer all volleys, but is divided into two teams to shoot in turn.

Although this is not as powerful as a salvo, if you shoot an arrow from this side, you can also release a round from the opposite side, and when the second arrow is fired, the opponent's second round will also start.

The bow and arrow were supposed to be much faster than the gunners, but the gunners shot in separate columns, almost continuously, and there were people who were knocked over the Han army flag to the ground and lay on the ground.

Some were killed on the spot, and some were seriously wounded lying on the ground moaning, and the whole battlefield was filled with a rich smell of sulfur and blood, and people who were almost choked could not breathe.

Shang Kewei was hit in the head by a Han soldier, and his entire head was cracked, and blood and brains burst out, spraying the heads and faces of the people around him.

His left cheek was also sprayed some, and the thick bloody breath almost made him vomit, but he didn't dare to make the slightest movement, and still calmly took the arrow from the quiver on his side, tied the string, and fired it.

One of the Han soldiers couldn't stand it anymore, stopped shooting, wiped his face desperately with the sleeves of his robe, and then turned around and wanted to run backwards.

"Damn the dog."

A tall white armor rushed over in a few steps, grabbed the Han soldier who was about to run, pressed it to the ground, drew his sword, and slashed it through the back of his neck.

When the head hit the ground, it seemed to be still screaming and crying.

All the Han troops were awe-inspiring, and the speed of the bow and arrow was even faster.

There are constantly people who have been shot and fallen, and there are also deserters who have been beheaded on the spot.

Dolgon and Huang Taiji seemed determined to divide the winner, and the infantry regrouped, ready to burst through the gap.

After observing for a long time, the Ming army's firearms were limited, and as long as they continued to strike, they would definitely collapse. Although this battle was paid a lot of price, it was still able to be won.

Huang Taiji drove the expedition in person, this battle is related to the face of the Qing Dynasty, and it must be adhered to.

On the frontal battlefield, the two armies are already completely fighting for will and attrition, and whoever can't withstand it will lose.

In the lookout post, from a high position, the situation on the battlefield can be seen at a glance.

The performance and role of the white-armored soldiers are seen by everyone.

This situation made the long-lost passion in Qin Haoming's heart boil again.

What Jiannu's white-armored soldiers are equivalent to, people in this era must not know, but he knows, it is equivalent to the special forces of later generations.

has traveled for too long, has been in a high position, and has not made a move for a long time, so that he has forgotten his past identity.

Special Operations?

A sneer crossed the corner of Qin Haoming's mouth, and he handed over the command of the battlefield to Yan Yingyuan and Zhang Yun, and asked Haozi to summon Wang Maotian and his team.

Stretched out his hands and pressed down, suppressed the words of everyone's persuasion, turned around and walked down the stairs murderously, it was time for Lao Tzu to make a move.