If the slope of the descent goes all the way down, the Jurchens' arrows will be sharper.

However, the posture that Lin Chong and others put forward is the only way to go, and it is still a slight slope upward. As a result, the power of the Jurchen's arrows was slightly lower than usual.

Coupled with the upward angle, it will not succeed because the slope is mostly blocked by a small row of shields.

With a few small branches and a fulcrum, you can easily make a simple model of stone thrower, which is just a copycat grenade anyway. In a burst of "Ranging! Reload, aim. In the order, the firearms team members on the small slope were ready.

The maximum range of the bow is generally around 200 meters, and the effective range is within 120 meters. In other words, the effective exchange of bows and arrows between the two sides after the actual battle formation is at a distance of 100 meters.

Pure hands are used to throw things, and if you can throw 30-50 meters, it's amazing.

However, it was different when I borrowed tools, and at about 150 meters, I only saw some small black dots one after another, smashing into the Jurchen team assembled in the distance.

At first, the lead was relatively long, and there was no reaction when it fell. The Jurchen soldiers didn't know what these copycat grenades were, but even a fool knew that it wouldn't be a good thing when they saw it.

It's just that it won't be everyone who can react, just hear a boom in the sound of random explosions. It is enough to make the turtles on the opposite side scatter, and feel the benefits that have never been enjoyed by the Liao people.

The Jurchen queue that was originally prepared to charge after a rain of arrows. Because of the explosion of the cottage grenade, more than 100 war horses were frightened, and the whole formation was in chaos. The frightened war horses disrupted the formation, not to mention, but also rushed forward desperately, which was not controlled at all, which led to the cavalry of the entire formation and began to sprint in advance.

Once again, the chaotic form replaced the neat queue, and it was impossible to stop the people in the middle and in front, only some people in the back could barely do it.

"Give them another wave to try!" Lin Chong blurted out. As soon as the words fell, this time it was more copycat grenades, that is, most of the last batch was basically thrown out.

The Jurchen charging formation, which was already in chaos, was soon hit by a new round of head-on attacks. The energy of the explosion overturned one war horse after another. There are also constant war horses leaving the team, scurrying around like headless flies.

At a distance of only a hundred meters, there were traces of blood in one place, and the wails of the wounded and fallen war horses and their masters were left behind.

Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang......

Before these Jurchens came to their senses, the sound of fried beans sounded, and the Jurchen soldiers in the back, as well as Yinshuke and others, saw the most terrifying scene in their lives, everything that happened on the battlefield subverted all his cognition of the known war patterns.

However, deep in the bones of the Jurchen warriors, the savage blood nourished every day between the white mountains and black waters, the more they were injured, the more they went crazy like beasts, but they also really existed.

As the generals chanted on the side, some Jurchen soldiers turned over and rose, regardless of whether they had blades in their hands or not, they still limped to keep up, and the charging team still had an absolute numerical advantage. This time, it's all about sprinting!

Especially when there was no thudding sound coming from the front for the time being, but what they didn't know was that it was just the firearms team taking the time to change ammunition and arrange a new order.

The remnants of the Jurchens did not run forward for ten meters, and after a short pause, the sound of fried beans sounded again. On the hillside, countless white smoke rose again, like clouds rushing up in the flat land.

I couldn't see Song Jun's appearance clearly, and I didn't know why I was injured. After this round of heavy blows, the tragic situation on the battlefield can no longer be described in the right words. Of course, this refers specifically to the Jurchen side!

In the mouths of the Jurchen warriors, they also heard the long-lost exclamations and screams, one after another.

How long has it been since this sound?

After the Jurchen array, Yin Keshu's face was solemn. He couldn't help but think about a question in his heart, such a strange army is also from the Song Dynasty? I don't understand how I lost on my side, those firearms seem to be very unusual. Why haven't you heard of that before?

How many such an army there are in the Great Song Dynasty, if there is only this point, it is easy to say. If there are many, then how can they still let the Liao State be suppressed for many years?

Why, exactly, why?

At this moment, the silver art can be puzzled. The heart is extremely irritable, which is why he told himself to be calm before speculating in stocks, but when it comes to the end, when there is a situation that you can't understand at all, and there is a serious loss, human nature will make you lose your square inch.

The stock market is like a battlefield, and if you lose your cool, you will lose your biggest hole card, especially for a commander.

No, absolutely not, it can't be so. We must crush their confidence, demoralize them, and make them like the Liao people, terrified when they hear the name of the Jurchens. Let this strange Song army also retreat from the Jurchen Wenzhi.

By the way, firearms, yes, their firearms probably seem to have heard that the firearms of the Song people cannot last. After fighting like this for so long, their number is not large, and from a distance, the logistics are nothing more than that, no matter how powerful they are, it should end here.

Thinking of this, Yin Keshu couldn't help but shout, almost hoarsely to the side, the other Jurchen soldiers who had not yet set off, shouted: "Warriors, give it to me." Kill them all! Behead the heads of these Nanren warriors under their horses, and let them know that no one can resist the hooves of our Jurchen athletes. At this point, the only way to fight is to fight to the end! ”

Yinjuke's charisma is strong, falling with his voice.

The Jurchen warriors were brute force and once again began to charge. It's just that they just rushed down the level, but they seem to have forgotten one thing, that is, Yue Fei and the others are not dead yet?

The Jurchen roar, before the sound fell, a spear tore through the cold mountain wind, flew like electricity, and pierced the back tiger vest of a Jurchen guard from behind.

The spear was so strong that it carried his body and slammed straight into the back, slamming into the wall of the Great Wall.

The remaining Jurchen soldiers in all the levels were all stunned for a while. Including the silver arts, Qi Qi turned his head to look. But he only saw a red-robed Song general flying horse, slashing left and right with his sword, and no one was invincible where the spear stabbed, and hundreds of Song troops rushed behind him.

It's not good, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back. Silversmithing can be shocked!

At this time, almost ninety percent of the Jurchen soldiers rushed to the bottom of the mountain to support, and there were only less than 100 henchmen on the side of the silver technique.

While thinking about it, Yue Fei had already rushed into the entrance of the front level. Everywhere he went, he was so strong that as soon as he stretched out his arms, the people around him stumbled to the side and fell into a ball. No one is the enemy of the same time, creating countless opportunities for their own people behind them to charge into battle.

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