Wang Huan's oar shield, built very solid, with the mountain to cut the thickness of the arm of the pine, ten nails in a row, the front covered with a flat cypress plank, up to eight feet, the lower end of the horizontal wood, the two sides of the horizontal wood are nailed with a supporting wooden frame, when using the oar shield can be erected by the wooden frame support, without manpower support, but it is a little laborious to move, the heavy oar shield must be lifted by three people together, shouting the trumpet to walk slowly.

At this time, more than 600 people were shouting at the trumpet on the ancestral side, holding the shield with their heads up, step by step, slowly but firmly moving towards the direction of the mouth of the first line of Tiangu.

Behind the shield is more than 3,000 people holding wooden sticks and bamboo guns, looking nervous Wanshou City young and strong, most of them are good people who have cultivated the fields all their lives, the first time they go to the battlefield, it is inevitable to be timid, but when they set off, Lord Wang said very clearly, this battle is a battle related to the survival of Wanshou Valley, everything is over after defeat, the fertile land that has been built with great difficulty for several months, and the warm home will all be burned clean by the robbers who have been killed, if you don't want your wife and children to become homeless again, just like a man, follow Lord Wang to fight against the enemy.

Lord Wang also said that it is actually very simple to go into battle, follow behind the shield, and when you get close, just stab forward with the bamboo gun in your hand from the gap in the shield, and the murderer will be rewarded, and those who cower and turn around and run will be punished, so understandable, everyone can understand.

The tall shield blocked the sight of the young men of Wanshou City, and also gave them a great sense of security, following behind such a huge shield, I think it would not be so easy to be hit, right?

So the army of Wanshou City, dressed in linen clothes, under the leadership of Lu Dun, roared "Kill the enemy!" Fight the enemy! The slogan, like a flock of sheep anxiously wanting to bite the wolf, slowly and gradually approached Niu Sicheng's bird commander array.

The distance of more than a hundred paces was shortened to ninety steps, then eighty steps, seventy steps......

The people in front of the thousands of officers quickly reorganized the team under the pressure of the efforts of the thousand general officers, and established a shooting formation at a distance of one step between each person.

Standing in the front row, Mr. Qian's head was in a cold sweat, looking at the approaching shield, 10,000 alpacas ran by in his heart, and regretted: Damn, how did Lao Tzu get lost his mind just now, and came up with the bad idea of the bird to enter the valley in front, this is all to blame on those stupid scouts, they said that there are earth soldiers outside the valley shield array, not to say what kind of shield, if possible, Lao Tzu must pull the ears of those scouts and slap them a hundred times, and then ask them, is this a shield? It's a wooden city, it's almost the same!

Qian is always a veteran, and he can judge at a glance that the shield on the opposite side is extremely thick, and relying on the bird system in his hand, he can shoot through it within thirty steps and burn high incense, which is still the effect that can only be achieved by risking the danger of exploding the chamber and filling the gun with deadly gunpowder.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the approach of the oar shield, estimating the distance, his teeth bit his lips out of blood, forced to endure, desperately not let the suona hand around him blow the trumpet, as soon as the suona sounded, the first row of bird commanders would ignite and shoot, the distance was so far away, the lead bullet shot out could not penetrate the oar shield at all, and it was just a waste of ammunition.

He forcibly calmed down, his soldiers were not good, as tall as a mountain of the shield slowly approached, this kind of psychological pressure is not everyone can bear, the bird commander used to be in the army, are not close to hand-to-hand combat, often when the two armies approach, put one or two rounds of guns on the range limit, and then retreat back in a panic, it takes time to reload after the bird commander shoots, standing in place just waiting for death.

The first two rows of bird commanders have weak legs, the shield wall has approached fifty steps, the wood grain on the front of the shield is clearly visible, the edge of the shield has some semicircular holes, the two shields just form a round hole, there are many thick bamboos with two or three zhang long sharpened at the front end, from which they are pierced, facing themselves, and forcing over with the approach of the shield and shield.

Being stabbed by this kind of bamboo spear is even more terrible than being stabbed by a spear and spear, and the hands of the bird commander holding the bird are already a little trembling, sweating, and they can't stop peeking their eyes and looking in the direction of Qian Zong on the left: Why did the suona sound of ordering the shooting not sound yet? Could it be that Mr. Qian is hanging?

I don't know which person in the first row was the first to lose his breath and "kill the enemy!" In the sound, I don't know whether it was an intentional shot or an unintentional misfire, and the first shot was fired.

"Bang!"

A puff of green smoke rose from the bird's array, and the lead shot out, and hit a shield with a "pop", splashing a piece of sawdust, but it didn't even penetrate the cypress plank, and it was inlaid on the wood.

This gunshot, like a signal, the fire commanders were like a flock of chickens stimulated by weasels, one after another fired the fire in their hands, the crackling gunshots were mixed, and the gunpowder smoke rolled over the entire array, almost obscuring the battlefield vision.

On the front of the shield, sawdust is flying, and it seems that there is a rain in front of the shield wall.

The people carrying the oars and shields only felt that the oars and shields in their hands were heavy, as if countless javelins were thrown by the Hercules, and they rained on the shields in front of them, but the oars and shields were thick, and the sound of "Bang Bang Bang" hit the plantains like rain, but they could not penetrate the pine shields.

Just as the shield wall brought endless pressure to the bird commanders, the sound of firecrackers-like gunfire also brought fear to the people who carried the shields, they had heard a little firecracker explosion at most during the Chinese New Year in their lives, and such a violent bird shooting scene was unheard of by everyone.

The movement of the shield wall came to a standstill, some of the shields continued to move forward, some slowed down, and the shield wall as a whole cracked.

Zu Bian ran up from behind, lifted a man from behind, put him in his place, pressed the beam behind the shield with his thick shoulders, and raised a voice so thick that it almost overpowered the gunshots, and roared: "Fucking resist me!" Their guns can't penetrate the wood, go forward, who the stops and I'll hack him to death! ”

The power of example is infinite, and the voice of the ancestor made the shield wall that was almost about to collapse turn into a city wall again, paused slightly, and slowly moved.

Wang Huan stood on the hillside, his face was anxious, his hands were clenched into fists, watching the development of the war under the hillside, the reaction of the officers and soldiers was expected, and whether the people on his side could withstand it was the key.

The officers and soldiers at the head of the platoon had thousands of bruises on their heads, who the fuck didn't listen to the command and shot without authorization?

The shield shield wall is still forty or fifty steps away from him, and this distance is impossible to shoot through the thick wooden shield anyway, and now shoot it, and heat up the bird system, what should I do if I wait for the next explosion?

"Stop the! Stop shooting and hit again when you get closer! ”

He slashed at the birds who were standing close to him and were firing indiscriminately, the bloody knives waving in the air, but no one paid any attention to him, and his voice was no different from the cry of a small bird in the thunderous shots.

On the contrary, from the rear of the Bird Command, Niu Sicheng was shouting with a sharp voice, leading hundreds of guards around him to shout together: "Shoot!" Shoot! Shoot these brutes, shoot them! ”

He also had a suona hand by his side, and he held his breath vigorously and puffed out his cheeks and blew a sharp horn.

Suona sound together, a thousand people of birds in the hand, where can you take care of others, everyone rushed up to shoot like a swarm, you squeeze me I squeeze you, shot and hurriedly rushed back to the back to load the load, the process is extremely chaotic, because the distance is too close, some people's fire rope ignited the fire pot of other people around them, the crowd is full of smoke miasma, shouting and scolding explosions are loud.

Wang Huan saw all this, he looked at Ma Xintian quietly, nodded at him, and said softly: "Let's beat the drum." ”