Taking advantage of the short gap between the Tang army's shooting, the tribal warriors rushed forward in clusters, and many of the tribal warriors rolled over the corpses in the trench and rushed up the slope, rolled over the barbed wire fence full of corpses, and rushed towards the second trench.

In the Tang army's camp, the Yuan Rong crossbowmen had already reloaded and started firing again, but the crossbowmen stopped under Ma Lan's order. And the Yuan Rong crossbowmen also slowed down the pace of shooting at this time.

Hajd rode his horse behind the army and roared loudly at the sight. The imams began to shout hoarsely, and the 15,000 Mulu elite soldiers began to move forward quickly, following the decisive tribal soldiers into the battlefield.

There were still nearly 20,000 tribesmen who participated in the attack, and they were desperately approaching the Tang army camp with red eyes. There were more than 2,000 Yuanrong crossbows in the Tang army, and each salvo of Yuanrong crossbows would bring hundreds of lives, but these tribal warriors didn't care.

"What are those guys shouting?" Duan Xiushi stood beside Ma Lan, pointed to the imams who were shouting loudly, and turned his head to look at the translator.

"They are shouting, the Tang army has not many crossbow arrows." Ma Lan didn't wait for the translator to speak, and said with a smile.

"Huh!" Duan Xiushi also smiled.

Since fighting with the general, it has been so easy every time, it seems that once you meet the general, the enemy's intelligence will immediately drop significantly, and the battle often becomes a one-sided massacre.

I don't know how the Great Food Commander judged that he didn't have many crossbow arrows, it's just inexplicable.

"General, when will you be able to understand Persian?" Duan Xiushi finished laughing at the big cannibal, and suddenly felt a little weird.

"I just learned it recently." Ma Lan smiled.

"The general is a genius."

Duan Xiushi was a humble gentleman, so he naturally did not suspect that Ma Lan was lying, and looked at the Persian tribesmen who were going forward in front of him and sighed: "If I were that Hajid, I would have to withdraw at this time." Come to death like this, and wait until all the elites are dead, how will you gain a foothold in the future? ”

Ma Ling smiled: "Fortunately, you are not Hajid, otherwise I would have to spend some time." ”

After speaking, he looked back at Tian Mingyuan and said with a smile: "Mingyuan, shoot more slowly." ”

Tian Mingyuan waved the order flag, and the captain of the team below hurriedly passed down the order, and the firing frequency of the Yuan Rong crossbowmen dropped again, and the crossbowmen sat on their horses and did not move.

Standing on top of the wooden tower, Ma Ling watched as the tribal soldiers rushed through the first trench and filled the second trench with their bodies. In the process, the Yuan Rong crossbowmen poured out three more waves of death arrows, easily nailing thousands of tribal warriors.

And at this time, 15,000 Mulu elite soldiers wearing leather armor finally entered the range of riding crossbows and Yuanrong crossbows.

"General, the distance is enough!" Tian Mingyuan said loudly.

"Don't worry, get closer!" Ma Lan said in a deep voice.

There are too many cannibals, and the tribal soldiers in front have not all crossed the first trench, and the Mulu elite soldiers are still some distance from the edge of the trench. Attacking at this time, the Mulu elite soldiers have every chance to escape back.

The tribal soldiers are a rabble, and they don't care if they let them attack the fence. His goal was to annihilate these leather-clad guys, the regular army of Khorasan. The reason for slowing down the intensity of the shooting is to lure these guys up.

Now it seems that the results are good, and these regular troops are just thrown into the battlefield.

……

There was a distance of more than ten zhang between the first and second trenches, and the tribal soldiers standing between the two trenches were densely packed. The Yuan Rong crossbowmen shot again and again, knocking these guys who had a certain heart of death to the ground. The tribal soldiers did not have the slightest fear, and shouted loudly one by one, and rushed forward with red eyes.

Although the slope and barbed wire fence behind the second trench have been covered with the corpses of the tribal soldiers, it is still an obstacle after all, such an obstacle exists, and the tribal soldiers must first climb to the top of the slope and then roll over the corpses of their companions hanging on the barbed wire, and everyone needs to repeat this action, so the speed of the advance is not too fast.

The 15,000 Mulu elite soldiers were also preparing to climb over the trenches, so they were all used as infantry, and Hajid rode a healthy horse to follow, urging the march loudly, and the imams behind him were hoarse and exhausted to boost morale.

Soon there were more than 2,000 tribal soldiers crossing the second trench, and this distance had already entered the range of bows and arrows, and some of the Persians who were good at shooting took out their bows and arrows and shot into the camp, and more of them continued to move forward in clusters.

The rain of crossbows poured out by the Tang army in the camp became more sparse, and all of them were shot at more than 2,000 people. All the surviving tribal warriors had already rushed into the three trenches, and the leather armor-clad Mulu elite soldiers had also reached the edge of the outermost trench.

"That's it!" Ma Lan said in a deep voice.

Tian Mingyuan waved the order flag, the crossbow arrows in the Tang army camp were no longer fired, and the Yuan Rong crossbowmen began to replenish the arrows, and no one paid attention to the tribal warriors who swarmed and jumped down the last trench.

At this time, they were no longer the target of the Tang Army's hunting.

"Kill! Kill all the heretics! The imams shouted in unison.

The Mulu elite soldiers strode through the first trench, and rushed forward in a cluster after the tribal warriors. Ma Lan stood at the top of the wooden building, a grim smile appeared in his eyes, and waved his hand heavily.

"Collapse Collapse Collapse!"

The Eight Bull Crossbow, which had been silent for a long time, erupted again, and hundreds of huge arrows roared out and slammed into the rear team of the Mulu elite soldiers. The giant arrows raged among the ranks of the Mulu people with incredible power, easily piercing through the thin leather armor of the Mulu people, and nailing the wooden deer elite soldiers to the ground one by one.

"Woo Woo !!"

More than 2,000 crossbowmen have changed their shooting modes, and a puff of steel arrows flew diagonally into the sky, making the sky extremely dark. Under the command of the junior officers, the rain of arrows was spread out extremely evenly, covering almost all the Mulu elite soldiers.

More than 3,000 crossbowmen shot their crossbow arrows at the same time, and immediately began to rewind them.

More than 20,000 steel arrows roared into the early morning sky and landed among the elite soldiers of Mulu outside the trench. After the rain of arrows fell, the outside of the trench became a dead ground in an instant. Except for the Mulu elite soldiers on the edge, there was no living person standing in the middle.

For the first time, the power of the Tang Army's crossbow array was truly demonstrated in this land.

Of the fifteen thousand Mulu elite soldiers, only two or three thousand survived, and the rest fell in this deadly salvo!

Looking at this scene, exclamations rang out in all directions. Such a terrifying scene stunned all the Persian farmers who were watching.

The previous tribal warriors, who were struggling between several trenches, heard the exclamations from behind, and when they looked back, they were all frozen in place.

In the Tang army camp, the athletes quickly rewound, Ma Luan looked cold, pointed to the bloody battlefield in front of him and said: "Chenggong, if you lead the troops to this situation, can you still hold on?" ”

Duan Xiushi was stunned, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Even if it is the Anxi Iron Army, it can't bear such heavy casualties. If I lead my troops to encounter such a situation, I can only kill myself with a horizontal sword. ”

Ma Lan nodded: "The Anxi Iron Army is unparalleled in the world, and it can't bear such casualties, so I don't believe that the big cannibals can hold on." Let the athletes shoot on their own and take out the remaining leather-clad guys. Mingyuan, inform the Qibi Ye Department to get ready, and cross the river to pursue the remnants of the enemy at any time! ”

The crossbowmen loaded the fastest, and another volley fired, and more than half of the more than 2,000 Mulu warriors who were standing on the battlefield fell.

Hajid immediately followed his army—his army no longer existed—with a hideous expression and a deep unwillingness in his eyes.

The crossbow array of the Tang army was even more desperate than the Greek fire encountered at sea during the attack on Byzantium. Such an army is simply the devil!

As a famous Persian warrior, he gradually smelled death at this time. Although there were still hundreds of thousands of Persian farmers, the battle had already been lost.

Without these elite warriors, the farmers would be a swarm of headless flies, and it would be impossible to create miracles.

Hajd looked angrily at the enemy camp opposite. It is shameless for such a powerful army to shrink in the camp and not dare to face it head-on!

Shameless, shameless! Hajd cursed in his heart.

At this time, another wave of arrows flew out of the Tang army's camp, which was unimaginably accurate, and the remaining more than a thousand Mulu elite soldiers fell down one by one, and only three or four hundred people were left alive.

The rest of the warriors finally reacted, shouted like crazy, and ran to the back with their legs drawn.

The corners of Hajid's mouth twitched violently, and with a roar of rage, he turned his horse's head and rushed backwards.

He came from the Umayyad army and had fought countless wars throughout his life, and he did not think he would die here this time when he had survived two naval battles with Byzantium.

As a veteran oilman, Hajid knew that being alive was the most important thing. The governor of Khorasan is a thing of the past, and the most important thing now is to flee back to Mulu and leave the province of Khorasan with his family, and escape as far away as possible.

"Still want to escape?"

In the Tang army camp, Ma Lan sneered.

More than a dozen new eight-bull crossbows, each with only one giant arrow hanging on it, turned in one direction at the same time.

In the middle of the giant arrow, a strange thing was wrapped, and it was tightly wrapped around the shaft of the arrow with white practice.

Although it was daytime, more than a dozen athletes stood in front of the camels with torches in their hands.

Tian Mingyuan stared at Hajid deadly, calculating the distance at high speed in his heart, and suddenly ordered the flag to wave.

More than a dozen athletes lit incense sticks on torches at the same time, and put incense sticks on top of the arrow shaft, and suddenly green smoke came out of the arrow shaft.

"Shoot!" Tian Mingyuan let out a thunderclap-like shout, which startled Ma Ling.

"Collapse Collapse!"

More than a dozen athletes on the back of the camel smashed down the bracket at the same time, and more than a dozen giant arrows roared out and shot in the same direction.

This is a new type of eight-bull crossbow made by Master Li Xiu, and the control direction is extremely accurate. More than a dozen giant arrows took thousands of paces, and they landed in front of and behind Hajd one after another.

At the moment, Hajid is alone, and it is not easy to shoot. Hajid was startled, and his horse stood up in fright.

Suddenly there was a thunderous sound, and then a second sound. Finally, there was an extremely terrifying sound, and Hajd and his horse were suddenly thrown high, and they stood out in the morning light. (To be continued.) )