The Pullen's catapult roared over the Welshman's head, and three rounds of projectiles unleashed a total of thirty-six iron mahjong shots, completely covering the entire forward front. And just when the Welsh troops were frantically attacking, all those "shells" suddenly exploded in volley!

Suddenly there was a rain of iron blades in the sky, and the hundreds of water chestnut iron pieces loaded in the sack were thrown all the way through the air along the torn sack buttons. These angular barbs are shaped very much like the triangular spines used by Japanese ninjas, and they are not only petite in size, simple in process, but most importantly large in quantity and recyclable.

On average, each bag was stuffed with more than 500 of these triangular thorns, and the thirty-six bags were more than 18,000 in total, all of which were sprinkled all the way along the way for the Welsh to charge.

However, some of them were projected at a distance longer than expected, and all of them ended up in the camp of the Welsh on the way.

- Jingle bell!

- Jingle bell!

A Welshman watched helplessly at the "rain of iron" rising from the sky with his shield on his back, and although the impact of these small fragments was not strong enough to penetrate his wooden shield, it was able to scratch his steps lightly. It is well known that even in the Middle Ages, the only shoes available to man were cloth shoes or aristocratic shoes made of satin.

Running and running, a Welshman suddenly felt a sudden pain under his feet, he suddenly screamed, and quickly raised his foot to take a closer look, it turned out that he had stepped on a triangle iron thorn under his feet, this kind of thorn was very sharp, and it pierced the sole of his shoe lightly and scratched the sole of his foot.

"What the hell is this?!" Laboriously pulling the thorn out of the center of his foot, the Welsh soldier said with a gloomy face. He propped himself up with the wooden spear in his hand and continued to run. But after not taking a few steps, suddenly there was another pain in his feet, and suddenly the familiar scream came again.

This time, however, he was not so lucky, as before he knew it, a large number of Welshmen had rushed up from behind. Even though he shouted loudly and waved his arms to stop his companions from moving on, with thousands of charges, it was no longer something that one or two people could stop if they wanted to.

"No!! No!! Don't go over, don't go over!! ”

The Welsh spearman's warnings were completely ignored by his companions, and hundreds of soldiers whizzed past him.

At this time, some of the Welsh soldiers who rushed in first let out miserable screams, and more than a hundred soldiers jumped up directly in the process of sprinting and running, leaping a few meters in mid-air and then crashing headlong into the ground and rolling more than ten meters away.

And when the soldiers stood up, their arms, feet, thighs and faces were covered with sharp triangular thorns. Because the speed of the rush just now was too fast, they couldn't stop immediately, and the momentum brought up after jumping up directly still made the whole person's body continue to roll forward, and along the way of the rolling, there were many triangular thorns piercing into their bodies, especially the soles of the feet were blurred with flesh and blood.

"Stop!! Stop it!! ”

The other Welshmen who noticed something was wrong in time braked sharply, but they just rushed too fast, and even though their feet had begun to brake suddenly, the thrust of the back force was still making their bodies continue to rush forward. As a result, many people crashed into the trap of the Pulen King City, and it didn't take long for humanoid hedgehogs with holes all over their bodies to appear.

"Damn it! What's going on?! What's going on at the front?! Carlos suddenly found his troops dwindling in the rear, the screams coming from the front were getting more and more intense, and many Welshmen were scurrying about the front line covered in blood.

"Urgent!!"

At this moment, an outpost soldier rode his horse, turned over and dismounted in front of Carlos, and reported: "My king! Damn the Pulen have laid a lot of traps on the front line! More than 200 of our front-line soldiers have crashed into it without knowing it, and almost all of the people who entered were covered in blood, especially the soles of their feet were already bloody and blurred! ”

"Damn the King of Pullen!! What a despicable one! What a filth! Carlos leapt up from the bench with red eyes.

But fortunately, Carlos is not completely confused at this time, otherwise it would have been easier for the Pullen King City to win.

"Send those archers to me at once! Those Pulon don't have archers! Shoot me with a bow and arrow to those "beep-" bastards!! ”

Carlos's order was quickly carried out, and hundreds of Welsh archers hiding in the forest slowly walked out of the woods.

These Welsh archers were armed with longbows and dressed in a variety of cloth clothes, including young and old, and even some women. It seems that in order to gather these archers, Carlos has gathered all the people in the territory who can use bows and arrows.

Carlos's efforts were worth it, and for the first time in this era, archers' group battles were brought to the stage of history. And the role they played is also worthy of recognition, at least in terms of long-range suppression and support, they have indeed given great help to the front line.

"Launch!!"

Hundreds of Welsh archers began a long-range strike less than 200 meters from the royal city of Pullen at the same time with their bows drawn towards the sky.

"Rain of arrows !!"

There was a neat sound of breaking the air from the opposite position, and I saw that a huge black curtain suddenly rose between heaven and earth, and hundreds of arrows in that black curtain rose into the air, speeding through the battlefield blocked by the center, and attacked straight towards the troops of the Pulun King City.

"Is it the Welsh archery troops?! How many of them?! ”

At the top of the mountain, Yania shouted in surprise.

"Don't panic, Yania!"

"Don't underestimate the army of the Puron King. This kind of rain of arrows is not to be feared at all! ”

That being said, though. When King Pullen personally saw the overwhelming, like an invisible black hand completely covering the Pullen army at the foot of the mountain, an indescribable sense of excitement made King Pullen's whole body become agitated.

What an amazing aura it exudes when the rain of arrows in the dark night that is enough to cover the sun's radiance! Not to mention its actual striking ability, just this scene in front of it can cause a psychological shadow to all the soldiers of King Puren. However, this is only a third-rate army of mountain hunters with wooden bows and tattered arrows in their hands!

If you replace the Welsh on the opposite side with the Purons, the wooden longbow with the fine bows made by the Puron Kings, and the peasant hunters with the highly trained Puron soldiers in the Puron Kings. The initial scale is 500 people, and in the middle period it will be 2,500 people, and after the unification of the United Kingdom, it will form a 5,000-strong mixed force near and far. I'm afraid the combat power will increase exponentially! Hmm, damn it! I should have thought about that earlier.

And just when the King of Pullen regretted not forming his own bow army in the city of Pullen.

In the sky, the whistling rain of arrows had reached the top of the March Legion.

"- Array! Round Armor Array! “

The March soldiers quickly put away their crossbows and raised their shields, and in groups of twenty they gathered their shields together. Because the shield used by the March Soldier was smaller than that of the October Legion, the shield could only be enlarged by relying on the advantage of the number of people. The number 20 formed a defensive formation with four circles inside and outside, the first row crouched down to protect the shield in front of them, the second row held the shield high above the head of the first person, and the third row placed the shield above the head of the second row, and the fourth row remained the same.

At this time, the enemy's arrow rain blinked to the extreme, and in an instant, there was a chaotic sound of tinkling and boring from the iron-wrapped shield. The enemy's arrows were as dense as rain, and the March soldiers only felt that their arms and the rain of arrows outside were almost in unison, shaking for a moment.

However, in the dark round armor formation, the March soldiers still adhered to the fighting style of the Pulon Legion, that is, even under the attack of the enemy's raging storm, they still maintained absolute calm and silence. Their sweaty faces were staring coldly at the front, their mouths were tightly closed, and the entire camp was almost silent except for the clanging sound of shields and arrows colliding, and even a pin could be heard.

This round armor formation evolved from the tortoiseshell formation of the Roman legions, giving up the ability to attack and advance in favor of external long-range defense. Although the soldiers of the March Legion could only stay where they were and be beaten passively, their sturdy shields and watertight defenses ensured their safety to the greatest extent.

"Aha, I see how you can stop my army now! Damn the King of Pullen! Carlos, at the back of the Welshman's front, shouted excitedly.

At this time, the Welsh people on the front line also began to advance again, and they used the corpses of dead men as tools to clear the road, and they pressed a corpse to the ground and rolled forward in groups of three or five, and along the way, the corpse was almost pierced like a hedgehog, and no part of the body was intact. But thanks to it, a path was barely cleared that could accommodate two people walking side by side.

Such roads were appearing everywhere in the front positions, and soon a dozen improvised paths were cleared, and the remaining Welshmen continued to scream and begin to charge.

To be honest, the Welsh are really reflexive, and it may have something to do with the fact that they often clash with the English, so most Welsh people almost all night up with some basic rules of survival on the battlefield. At this time, they have determined that the enemy is unable to fight back by their own long-range suppression, and this time to attack them has the greatest success rate.

"Rush!! Rush over and fight those bastards in close quarters! “

"That's right, we have a numerical advantage on our side! Pushing can also push them to death!! “

And yet at this moment!

As soon as the Welsh launched a return attack, the Pullons on this side immediately responded with a-for-tat.

"Fallen Sky Force - Desert Operations!" On the orders of King Pullon, Yania ordered the Fallen Forces to convert the Iron Combat Mode to Desert Combat.

The so-called desert warfare was actually the tactical tactic used in the last time the royal city of Pleon attacked the harbor city of Pandora, and when it clashed with the English soldiers stationed at that time. At that time, with its own preparations, as well as the suddenness and large-scale influence of the desert battle, the city of Puron defeated twice as many enemies in one fell swoop, and by the way, all the elite knights of the enemy were wiped out.

This time the desert operation was no longer in the form of melee support, but in the form of long-range disruptive strikes to attack the Welsh archers