"One, two, three, four, five?" The soldiers of the trapping camp laughed when they heard Nan Ye shouting. Because this is not a code, but a slogan that is sung and shouted during daily training. All the soldiers shouted together very cooperatively: "I waited so hard! ”

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!" Nan Ye continued.

"I'm in a hurry to wait!" All the soldiers shouted in unison again, this time even louder than just now.

Zhang Lu's face turned green when he heard the shouts of the trapped camp, and he knew that it was Nan Ye calling for the formation to force him to charge. The camp that took the lead in the formation does have the qualifications to call the formation. Looking at the soldiers of the sacrificial wine army, they all gritted their teeth and looked back at Zhang Lu at this time, as if they were expecting him to order a charge.

To rush or not to rush? That's a problem. Chong means that he was led by Nan Ye by the nose and lost the opportunity. If you don't rush, it means that the morale of the military will be greatly damaged. In short, no matter how he chooses, Zhang Lu has already lost the first hand.

Zhang Lu is also decisive, and he has already lost the first move on the left and right, so don't make mistakes on top of mistakes, and simply still hold on. He said to the soldiers: "This is Nanye's plan to lure the enemy!" I can't wait, see what he can do to me? ”

In Zhang Lu's opinion, if he moves, he will fall for Nan Ye's strategy, and only if he doesn't move can he disrupt Nan Ye's pace and force Nan Ye to continue to move forward. In this way, although the morale of the own side is damaged, it can still take advantage of the territory to win back.

Nan Ye was not anxious when he saw that Zhang Lu was still not moving, but ordered: "Three-stage attack, prepare!" ”

The trapping camp is fully equipped, and the advantages of both near and far battles are vividly brought into play at this time. After hearing Nan Ye's order, they quickly stuck their swords and shields on the ground, took off their strong crossbows from their backs and lined them up in three rows, aiming at the sacrificial wine army.

Facing the crossbow array trapped in the camp, Zhang Lu was not very panicked, because the distance between the two armies was still a stone's throw away. The so-called arrow ground naturally refers to the distance of the bow and arrow's range, which is about two or three hundred meters. Zhang Lu thought that he was outside the effective range of the bow and crossbow, so of course he would not panic, but he didn't know that the strong crossbow equipped by the trap camp had been improved by the Jiaozhou Academy of Sciences, and the effective range was close to 400 meters.

Of course, Nan Ye would not be polite to the live target, and shouted: "Release!" ”

The soldiers in the trapping camp buckled their moots, and the sound of "飕~飕~" kept sounding, and one after another crossbow arrows flew towards the sacrificial wine army like elves in the wind.

"Flutter~" A crossbow bolt luckily hit the target and stabbed into the chest of a sacrificial soldier. The sacrificial wine soldier didn't feel very painful under the effect of Zhang Ludan's medicine, but only felt a tingling pain in his chest. When he looked down, the blood was already staining his armor red.

The medicine can make the sacrificial army lose its pain, but it can't stop the passage of life, and the sacrificial army who has been hit by the arrow can clearly feel that the blood, strength, and life are far away from him, and the pain in his chest is becoming more and more obvious.

"Am I not invulnerable?" After a thought flashed, the sacrificial army with an arrow in his heart fell to the ground with a pop, unable to think about the doubts in his heart any longer.

The deceased sacrificial army was unfortunate and lucky. Unfortunately, he was fatally hit by an arrow in the vital point, but fortunately he died a very happy death, not suffering both mentally and physically. The other sacrificial army was not as lucky as him, the distance of one arrow could not make every soldier in the camp shoot the opponent's vital point, and the long distance also gave the sacrificial army a chance to dodge and defend. Therefore, most of the sacrificial soldiers who were hit by the arrow were not injured at the vital point, but were shot in the thigh, arm, waist and abdomen.

If an ordinary person is poisoned in the abdomen, even if he does not die, he will probably roll on the ground in pain and will no longer be able to move. However, under the stimulation of the elixir, the sacrificial army could endure the pain and continue to move until death. This is probably a more painful and cruel death than a fatal blow.

"Beat the drums! Rush up! Kill me! Zhang Lu immediately discovered the horror of the strong crossbow. This kind of long-range weapon that can be used to shoot cavalry and war horses cannot resist even the fine iron armor of the sacrificial army. The armor made by Zhang Lu with heavy gold is no different from a piece of paper in the face of Jiaozhou's strong crossbow.

When Zhang Lu found that his elite soldiers had become a target, his first reaction was to order to rush forward. Continuing to wait will not only allow the trapped faction to harvest more lives, but will also cause panic among the Wine Sacrificers. The falling soldiers will make the living soldiers question the claims of invulnerability, thus shaking their faith and loyalty to themselves. Choosing to rush forward not only shortens the distance between the two sides and renders the crossbow ineffective, but also allows the soldier to focus on his opponent instead of losing faith. As for whether the charge will lose its geographical advantage, Zhang Lu has no time to think about it.

When the sacrificial wine army, which had been impatient for a long time, heard Zhang Lu's military order and the sound of war drums, they suddenly let out an angry roar: "Shijun blessed!" Invulnerable! Kill! ”

The sacrificial army roared and galloped, no march, no queue, no formation. Like a pack of wild beasts running in the field, the sacrificial army must fight by instinct and courage.

I have to admit that the sacrificial wine army that charged with red eyes was indeed very imposing, and even Nan Ye, who had been in battle for a long time, couldn't help but shrink his pupils. I'm afraid that anyone who sees a group of madmen with crossbow bolts stuck in their bodies and blood on them, but still running like flying, shouting and shouting to kill will be terrified. This scene made Nan Ye feel grotesque, as if he was not facing a group of living people, but a group of zombies who would only fall to the ground with a headshot.

However, the sacrificial army is not a zombie after all, and their weakness is not only the head. They will die if they are hit by an arrow in the heart, they will also fall to the ground if they are hit by an arrow in the leg, and they will also die in the way of the charge due to excessive blood loss. Compared with the zombies, the sacrificial army is much easier to deal with, under the baptism of the rain of arrows in the trapped camp, nearly a third of the sacrificial army has fallen on the way to charge, and the expression of the soldiers in the trapped camp is still indifferent. Nan Ye suspected that even if they encountered a real zombie, they would not show a panicked expression.

The sacrificial wine army is worthy of the elite of Zhang Lu's brainwashing, even if a third of the robes have died on the offensive road, the remaining sacrificial wine army still firmly believes that they are invincible. Their eyes were not staring at the robes that had fallen to the ground, but the robes that had been hit by several arrows but were still alive. These people who do not die from the arrows and do not cry out in pain make the sacrificial army believe that they are invulnerable. As for those who fell to the ground, the sacrificial sergeants believed that they would rest for a moment before they would get up again and join the charge.

Seeing that the sacrificial wine army rushed through several rounds of arrow rain in front of him, Nan Ye ordered loudly: "Collect the crossbow!" Shield Wall! ”

Hearing this, the soldiers in the trap camp moved, took up their crossbows, drew their swords and shields, and tightly shrunk the formation together. A wall of iron shields took shape in an instant, this is the stunt of trapping the camp and charging into battle, even if it is an iron cavalry charge, don't think about easily breaking this shield wall.