There is not much left of the strands, unable to bear the enormous weight of the canopy, just listen to "Bang! With a loud bang, the tremendous force of the trunk dragged a large piece of the bark of the wood off the stump. The tree fell to the ground with a bang, and the canopy slammed down on the hillside, and dust, leaves, dead grass, and broken branches and stumps flew everywhere.

After the trunk is detached from the roots, it is quickly upturned under the action of that huge elastic force. "Get out of the way!" Seeing that Wang Lei was within the striking range of the tree trunk, He Tao shouted, quickly stretched out his arm, grabbed Wang Lei's belt, and forcefully pulled it back. The big wood rubbed Wang Lei's cheek, bounced into the air, flipped a heel bucket, rolled down the cliff, and there was another loud noise, stirring up dust and water mist in the sky.

Wang Lei has lost his center of gravity, he can't take the initiative to quit, if it weren't for He Tao's timely help, I am afraid that he will fall off the cliff with the big tree, and the consequences will be unimaginable. Wang Lei broke out in a cold sweat, he covered the bleeding wound with his left hand, looked at He Tao with grateful eyes, and punched out his right arm: "Today I owe my brother a life, and my brother will pay it back tomorrow!" ”

"It's so careless, let's bandage the wound!" Zhang Ying shook his head: "It will take a while for the enemy army to retreat, brothers don't have to be too anxious!" ”

The smoke and dust stirred up by the mountain elm tree has not yet dissipated, and a poplar tree on the opposite Fengwei Mountain also rolls down the dust with a thrilling momentum. The two trees are stacked on top of each other, lying at the bottom of the Valley of Broken Souls.

Then you went back and forth on both sides, cutting down trees and piling up a narrow valley into a mountain of wood.

"The Hu people have been defeated!" Wang Lei, who was wounded, was in charge of guarding, and when he saw the withdrawn enemy soldiers, he hurriedly shouted warnings.

"Stop logging and go all out to meet the enemy!" Zhang Ying was lucky and gave an order.

There are no guns, no cannons, the enemy makes us! Taiping Village was hastily dragged into the quagmire of war, and nothing was prepared, especially the weapons, except for the most easily made spears, the rest of the equipment came from captured trophies.

The Xianbei people can ride and shoot well, each person is equipped with a bow and arrow, and hundreds of bows and arrows are obtained from several victories before and after, and those who are not damaged are selected from them and distributed to the soldiers participating in the battle. Due to the extremely short training time, the soldiers have not yet touched the surface of this advanced skill.

But the situation is stronger than people, except for trebuchets, there are no long-range striking equipment, so they can only drive ducks to the shelves and block the enemy with bows and arrows. Fortunately, at this time, the enemy army had lost its soul, and its combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and the problem faced by the Han people on the two mountains was not how to defeat the enemy, but to further destroy their self-confidence and force their entire army to surrender.

In the face of the stone rain, the whole army of Xianbei suffered a catastrophe! The large and small stones continued to attack, and the dense stone formations made the Xianbei soldiers exposed in the valley have no way to hide, and can only be like mad dogs, urging the war horses to run around.

But the rock-throwing secrets are lined up on the mountain, and wherever they run, there are flying stones to entertain these distant guests. In a matter of moments, hundreds of Hu people were injured under the rain of stones, and the most serious ones had broken bones and tendons, and even their brains burst. The mild ones are also blue nose and swollen face, and all parts of the body are bruised and red.

The stone rain is still being thrown all over the sky, and in the face of the situation of being passively beaten, Fen Ming is also at a loss, but he has been taken care of by the god of luck, and he is in a relatively spacious valley, as long as he is close to the middle of the valley, he can avoid the attack of the stone rain.

There are not many such vacuums, but these few safe islands have preserved part of their strength for the Xianbei people. Those clever ghosts, when others are running around, can still keep a cool head, and at the first time, hide in various safe corners, with schadenfreude, look at those unlucky people, and run away aimlessly.

After all, the stone shells stored on the mountain are limited, and most of these large and small stones are mobilized by the masses, chiseled and broken from the stone field, and transported to the various stone throwing machines. There were only a few hundred soldiers who participated in the war, but there were thousands of people who participated in it in various ways.

The Xianbei people brazenly launched aggressive attacks, and they threatened the lives of many Han people, and they would inevitably fall into the sea of people. This also doomed the Hu people to defeat from before the war was triggered.

The stone rain had thinned out, and finally all the trebuchets had gone silent. There were only moans, screams and curses left in the valley, and the sudden peace and tranquility made these frightened Hu people feel great comfort.

"Run!" I don't know who let out a terrible cry, and the Xianbei people around him were in a panic, shouting: "Get out, get out of this valley of death!" ”……

Due to the blow of annihilation, many Xianbei soldiers could not distinguish between the east and the west, and when they heard the cries of escape, they blindly followed. Some people retreated in the direction of returning home, while others fled south, and for a time there was chaos in the valley, pushing and shoving, and screaming.

The news of Taniguchi's stabbing death in front had reached Fen Ming's ears, and he learned that there were more than 100 Han cavalry over there, and there were deep ditches blocking the way, making it an insurmountable Jedi. The morale of the Xianbei army was low, the will was depressed, the camp was full of wounded soldiers, and the combat effectiveness was seriously destroyed, and it was no longer able to fight with the Han people, so it had to retreat to the tribe and regroup to fight again.

"Don't mess around, brothers, retreat north!" Fen Ming shouted at the top of his voice.

But which side is the north, many people can no longer tell which side, and what is even worse is that the scene is out of control. Although the pouring of stones has stopped on the mountain, the terrifying scene has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Xianbei soldier, and their fragile hearts are filled with three points of happiness, two points of loss, and the rest are filled with fear!

"Stop! Turn around and retreat north! Seeing that the soldiers were still headless flies running around, Fen Ming was furious, and he roared, swinging his steel knife and slashing those soldiers who disobeyed orders.

As several people were killed, the rest were taken by the power of the main general, and they did not dare to act rashly. The situation was finally brought under control, and Fen Ming brandished a bloodied steel knife and shouted, "Retreat! Retreat! ”

Lined up? In such a chaotic situation, how can there be a mood of array. Run, run slowly, your life will not be saved! This psychology has become the mainstream, and with the establishment of order, the remnants of the Xianbei army were defeated and rushed to the north in unity.

"Archery! Guys, shoot hard! Seeing that the Xianbei soldiers were swarming towards the tree wall like a flood from a breaching embankment, Zhang Ying and Yu Bing issued an attack order almost at the same time.

Arrows are like locusts, raindrops flying towards the Xianbei army! The Han people's archery skills are not satisfactory, but in the face of dense crowds, as long as the arrow is shot, there is a possibility of hitting the target.

In the face of the dense arrows, the Xianbei soldiers fell from their horses one after another. "Spread out! Disperse the formation! "The arrows that were shot were out of order, and some even had several arrows running in unison! Fen Ming was also a master archer, and he quickly understood the reality of the group of archers on the hillside.