"Ready, first volley!" Wei Qing shouted loudly.

All the Hu cavalry captains aimed their crossbow arrows at the Huns under the city. This method of dividing the Hu cavalry lieutenant army into two groups and shooting in turns was designed by Wei Qing himself.

His tactics were almost identical to those used in later generations to fight from long distances.

Two rows of Hu cavalry captains, one group went up, ready to shoot, and the other group had already loaded the crossbow arrows on the machine bracket, standing behind to observe the battlefield situation and prepare for the next round of shooting.

The Huns launched a charge, and when they were completely within range, Wei Qing pulled out the short gun on his waist and raised his hand to the sky to "bang" is a shot.

Yan Ming was taken aback.

I saw that after Wei Qing released the gun, the crossbow arrows in the hands of the captain Hu Cai, who was in charge of the first round of shooting, were aimed at the Huns below in a uniform manner, and the trigger was pulled.

With a whistling sound, the iron crossbow bolts were fired towards the Huns below the city.

The Hu cavalry captains didn't look at the life or death of the Huns at all, and took a step back, and the Hu cavalry captains behind responded and started a round of supplementary shooting at the Huns under the city, completely sealing the vacancy left by the first round of shooting.

Yan Ming looked at this efficient shooting method and said with a smile: "Military crossbows can be fired continuously!" ”

Wei Qing looked at the situation under the city, always grasped the changes on the battlefield, and said without looking back: "We use advanced weapons to fight against weak enemies, and we don't need to shoot continuously. All you need is accurate shooting. Let's see, our shooting accuracy is much better than the last two times. ”

When Yan Ming heard this, he looked out, and the Huns who rushed in front of him turned over on their backs. Qi brushed and poured a large piece.

Just two volleys killed hundreds of Huns.

Five thousand Hun soldiers, dying at this rate, I am afraid that it will not take a quarter of an hour to whine and mourn.

The vanguard officer of the Huns dragged under the banner, and seeing this situation, he angrily drew his scimitar, roared in the Hun language, and rushed forward first.

The so-called generals are in front, and the soldiers do not give up.

Although the Huns were shot dead and wounded hundreds of people in an instant, this bloodshed inspired them to break the idea and determination of Cloud City.

The Hun officer slashed his scimitar and cut down a few Hun soldiers who had a slight intention of retreating to the ground.

Seeing that the generals were ruthless, the Huns became even more crazy.

Of course, what awaited them to go crazy was the salvo that fell again from Cloudsdale.

The power of the military crossbow itself is large, coupled with the condescending, initial velocity and the speed of gravity potential energy transformation, so that the piercing degree of the military crossbow arrow is not too much than that of ordinary bullets.

In the face of the crossbow arrows of Cloud City, the Huns fell down one stubble after another as if they were harvesting wheat.

In just a quarter of an hour, thousands of Huns were left dead and wounded on the battlefield. And only one of the Hu cavalry captains of the Han Dynasty and the defenders of the city was wounded.

The wounded unlucky guy was knocked into the nose by his companion who ripped off in front of him when the two rows of firing teams were changing, and he suffered a little nosebleed.

The Huns, fighting for more than a thousand lives, failed to break through the defense line of the Han army in the end, and did not even reach the range of bows and arrows.

"Shoot them, shoot them as you rush." Dragged and roared, threw the scimitar aside, picked up the largest and strongest hard bow in the Hun army, and shouted while rushing, and the bow and arrow in his hand swished out.

His bow and arrow arced in mid-air and struck the base of the walls of Cloudsdale City, sending out a spark. Arrows and bows could not be shot at the walls of Cloudsdale.

"This wall is so strong!" Wei Qing saw the sparks knocked out by the bow and arrow, and said with some staggering.

"What is this, if it is filled with steel and cement, then it is called strong!" Yan Ming said.

But at this time, steel bars are expensive things, and it is just right to use them to make crossbow arrows, and if they are used to pour cement, it is a waste.

Seeing that the walls of Cloud City were so strong, he shouted loudly: "Condor archers, gather all the condor archers and shoot the Han people on them for me." ”

With his roar, the condor archers in the army were revealed from the crowd, each of them carried the strongest hard bow, and in the quiver behind him, the bow and arrow were longer than ordinary bows and arrows, and the tail feathers were trimmed very neatly.

A tall condor archer reached out and picked up an extremely large bow.

He pulled out a bow and arrow that was one and a half meters long from the quiver on his back, put it on the bow, and pulled it hard. The bow creaked like a full moon under his might.

"Immortal Heaven, give me strength!" The big man roared angrily and let go.

The bow and arrow pierced the sky like a meteor, and it really shot at the head of Cloudsdale.

And the target of this arrow is very clear, it turned out to be Wei Qing.

These Hun archers hid in the crowd during the war, looking for the opponent's generals to shoot, causing an imbalance in the war.

Seeing the actions of this condor archer, you know that they have been hiding in the army for a long time and have mastered the situation at the head of the city.

It's just that his bow and arrows haven't landed on the head of Cloud City, and a gunshot has already pierced the sky.

Buckshot, an unbiased man in the forehead.

A huge impact, piercing through his forehead, flew out from behind. directly blasted the back of the big man's head, which was extremely tragic.

A bow and arrow that flew towards Wei Qing was caught alive by him as soon as he raised his hand.

The distance between the Condor Archer and Wei Qing was so far that it was almost impossible to shoot him. When the bow and arrow arrived in front of Wei Qing, it had already lost its strength and flew forward completely by inertia. was easily caught by Wei Qing.

"Snipers, pick the Huns' condor shooters to snipe." Yan Ming immediately shouted.

Lou Xiaowu led the first batch of snipers of the four Han Dynasty, looking for targets on the city, and the sound of flintlock guns from time to time sounded.

"Scatter, self-propelled fire." Wei Qing also commanded the army of Hu Cai's lieutenant army to start scattering a large area of the Huns who rushed into the shooting range.

Seeing the death of the Condor Archer, Drag frantically rushed over, picked up the bow and arrow left by the first Condor Archer who was shot in the head, and aimed it at the top of Cloudsdale.

The condor who was shot to death was the captain of the Hun team of condor archers, and he used the strongest bow. Only his bow can shoot at the walls.

Drag is also a condor shooter, and he wants to shoot down Wei Qing above at all costs.

At the moment when he dragged and picked up the giant big bow, Lou Xiaowu was on the city wall and also aimed at him.

"Die!" Drag holds the big bow, roars, and fires the bow.

But as soon as his bow was halfway opened, Lou Xiaowu's trigger had already been pulled.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the flintlock pistol emitted black smoke from sparks and gunpowder.

The dragged face was punched with lead bullets, and blood gushed out.

The huge bow fell to the ground, and the dragging body fell with a thud.

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