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In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the enemy in front of him was already within range.

"All archers and crossbowmen are on alert, listen to my orders!" Han Fei pointed his spear, his eyes flashing with a cold light to look at the enemy army who was getting closer and closer, "All the archers are divided into two teams, the front and back, and the crossbowmen are in a separate team, centered!" ”

"All the archers are divided into two teams, the front and back, and the crossbowmen are in separate teams, in the center!"

Hearing Han Fei's order, the other generals hurriedly shouted, and in the blink of an eye, it spread all over the wall, Sun Jian's army was well-trained, and it was almost an order before it was issued, and the team had been divided.

Seeing that the enemy's front line had already crossed the firing range for more than ten steps, Han Fei shook the three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand and shouted: "Front team! Projectile - put! ”

"Kill!"

One after another, carrying the murderous arrows of the soldiers, roared, and roared out.

I had already seen Sun Jun's shooting method like this, and at this moment, I already had a way to deal with it, seeing the rain of arrows falling above my head, I raised the shield above my head in a hurry, as if I had carried an umbrella, and when the arrows rained, there were few deaths.

But......

"The front team takes three steps back, the rear team of the squadron takes a step forward, and the squadron is ready to shoot!"

Almost without interruption, the arrows of the front team had just left the bowstring, and Han Fei's order followed, and in the cold roar, hundreds of strong crossbows sprayed arrows representing death.

The production of crossbows is far more complicated than the production process of ordinary weapons, Sun Jian's army, there are 3,000 archers, but there are only 600 crossbowmen, but only 600 crossbowmen......

The front row of the Bingzhou army, which was almost undamaged in the rain of arrows just now, many people actually fell in a row under this limited attack surface, just like the crops that were cut down in autumn.

"It's not good, it's flat shooting! Quick, protect your chest! ”

Cao Xing's subordinates fought almost well in the morning, not only him, but Hou Cheng, who came up in his place, was no better, but it was Song Xian who was in command at the front at the moment.

I had heard Cao Xing and Hou Cheng talk about Sun Jun's powerful bow and arrows, and he boasted that he had some ways to deal with it, and when he saw that the arrows shot directly by the soldiers to the wall were nailed to a pool of blood, Song Xian hurriedly shouted.

It's a pity......

"The squadron takes three steps back, the rear team takes a step forward, the rear team prepares, throw-release!" Almost at the same time...... Oh no, it should be said that it was faster than Song Xian's order, and Han Fei's third roar had already been shouted.

In accordance with Song Xian's instructions, the state army put the shield on his chest, and even blocked his gaze, and the third wave of arrows rained down, and the time was reached, and the blood was innumerable!

"This ......" Song Xian was dumbfounded, with infinite resentment in his heart.

He really wanted to rush to the wall and ask Han Fei, who was in command: How did you shoot so fast! Arrows, not like that......

Yes, this ...... How can it be?!

Three consecutive waves of arrow rain, the gap in which it is so smiling that it can be ignored, it is simply ...... That's right, a rain of arrows at a time!

The resentment in Song Xian's heart, Han Fei naturally didn't know, and even if he knew, he would only laugh even happier.

He didn't expect that the three-stage shot would work so well!

As for whether Sun Jianxue will be allowed to go...... Life and death are uncertain, and Han Fei can't care about thinking about it.

There is a life, everything is there!

Han Fei's lips opened and closed quickly, and one after another orders were shouted out of his mouth in an orderly but very fast manner, conveying to every corner of the wall, a rain of arrows, and endless madness poured out, even if the Bingzhou army under the wall rushed crazy, it was rare to rush to a distance of fifty steps!

Between the land of an arrow and fifty steps away from the wall, countless soldiers of the state army, corpses were all over the ground, blood almost wanted to dye the earth red, and the corpses were piled up two or three people high, which invisibly increased the difficulty of the enemy's siege.

The offensive of the state army was completely suppressed by the rain of arrows on the wall!

Suppression, absolute suppression!

"Fei Gongzi, you have such a way, why didn't you take it out earlier, otherwise, ......" Sun Jian walked up to Han Fei happily, at this moment, the enemy army couldn't attack the wall, so naturally he had nothing to do, but the words in his heart were not unhappy. But halfway through the words, I suddenly woke up, and I couldn't wait to give myself two slaps.

Is there anyone who talks like that?

Isn't this a clear accusation that Han Fei didn't do his best before?

In an instant, Sun Jian's face turned pale, and he said embarrassedly: "Fei Gongzi, you know, I didn't mean that, I ......"

Han Fei smiled and waved his hand absently, "General Sun thought about it too much, he didn't use it before, he just forgot it for a while, and he just remembered it now...... However, General Sun should not be too happy, although this method can suppress the enemy, but it is not absolute, after all, such a high-intensity archery is a serious test for the soldier's arms, at most three or two rounds, I am afraid that I will never be able to shoot an arrow again. ”

Yes, even if you are a good shooter, you can't keep pulling the bow down, after all, there is an exhaustion of manpower.

Really!

Han Fei's voice fell, and after two rounds, the density of the arrow rain became scarce, and in another round, those who could pull the bow were no longer one-tenth of the clan.

There is a saying that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, the arrow rain is sluggish, Sun Jian couldn't help but be stunned, his excited brain was a little simple, he never expected that Han Fei would stop when he stopped the arrow rain.

How...... It's stopped!

He was stunned, and Song Xian below was also stunned.

However, in an instant, those who had been on the battlefield for a long time understood what it meant that the rain of arrows had stopped, and when he landed, his eyes burst into a terrifying brilliance, and he roared and shouted: "The enemy army has no arrows, brothers, rush!" Kill all the enemy troops and avenge the dead robes! Make a contribution, at this moment, kill !!

"Kill !!"

The Bingzhou army, whose morale had been suppressed by the rain of arrows, became active again and rushed towards the city wall frantically.

"The first one to rush to the wall, reward! Reward! ”

On the wall, there was no more rain of deadly arrows, and when they heard that there was a heavy reward, all the soldiers of the Bingzhou Army had red eyes, screaming strangely, and the murderous aura rushed straight to Xiao Han, shouting and killing, deafening.

In the world, the army that is not afraid of death is the most terrifying, the horizontal is afraid of being stunned, and the stunned are afraid of dying!

In just a moment's effort, the cloud ladder once again set up the low wall, and countless merger troops, like locusts, densely crawled all over the entire wall.

"Quick, resist!" Sun Jian wielded his long sword to slash an enemy soldier who was the first to climb the wall, and roared in his mouth, "Roll oil, pour!" ”

As soon as he landed, pots of boiling oil poured down, and the enticing smell of meat filled the entire wall with a piercing "z-la" sound.

Boiling oil, I have to say that it is a sharp weapon to defend the city, splashing it on the head, the light one can burn the enemy, and the serious one can shed a layer of the enemy's skin, unrecognizable!

It's a pity......

In the early spring, the weather is as cold as winter, and the boiling oil is splashed down, and then it is poured down, and then after the cooling of the human body and the air, when it reaches the ground, there is no more scorching temperature, and even condensation.

Seeing that the effect was not very obvious, Sun Jian couldn't help frowning, but complained in his heart about this ghost weather, although there was some boiling oil in the army, but after all, it was not much, and it was used up in two or three rounds, at that time, what should I do? But he had no choice but to take advantage of the gap caused by the boiling oil, and ordered again: "Crossbowmen prepare, shoot!" ”

The crossbowman's crossbow has long been handed over to other people, and the soldier can not use it, but it is impossible not to use the crossbow! As long as you have a crossbow in your hand, everyone can become a crossbowman!

What's more, the enemy is right in front of you, and you can shoot it almost with your eyes closed!

Sun Jian complained, why didn't Han Fei complain?

When I saw the boiling oil condensing, I couldn't help but slander again and again in my heart: Damn Yuan Shao! Damn Yuan Shu! Damn it...... Why do you have to pick such a season to send troops, and then three or two months later? Die in the cold and cold, there is something wrong with you! Do you expect this damn weather to freeze Dong Zhuo's army to death?

Hum!

Freeze...... Die......

Han Fei blinked, and suddenly woke up, stupid!

Thinking of this, Han Fei's eyes were about to smile, and he shouted at Sun Jian: "General Sun, order people to go and get water quickly, the weather is cold, douse them with water!" ”

Damn, the oil doesn't matter, the water doesn't matter?

Master is going to freeze you to death!

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