The archers on both sides quickly narrowed the distance to dozens of paces, and they all shot arrows quickly, but compared to the archers between the horizontal teams, the archers on the Feng family's side were slower.

After all, this is not a good time to shoot at the stockade, nor is it a flat shot like a war, but faster than whom, more accurate than whom, many archers on the Feng family's side are shaking, and even arrows fell from the bowstring, and they hurriedly picked it up, and they had already shot arrows over there!

Screaming repeatedly, more than a dozen archers on the Feng family's side fell, and the arrows of their companions around them made people even more panicked, and the arrows shot were even more inaccurate, and the movements on the opposite side were really fast, and they had already opened their bows and shot the second arrow.

After two rounds, the archers immediately broke up and ran out of the way, and instead of pursuing, the archers in the squad returned to the front of the line and ran forward together.

As soon as the Feng family's brigade started running, the speed became faster and faster, everyone was running, everyone was running wildly, and whoever took a step slower might be knocked down by the people behind them, or even slashed and killed, and fell to the ground, basically there was no possibility of getting up.

Of course, the ranks of officers and soldiers only know the formation of the road, but at this time, the enemy has archers, and they must rush over as soon as possible to engage with the white blades, and if the formation slowly leans over, they will wait to be targeted and killed by bows and arrows, and the casualties will be even worse.

The Feng family's brigade was so noisy that no one heard it, and no one noticed it, and the drumming became monotonous, but they saw the enemy's horizontal formation stopping, and the archers lined up in three columns in front of the horizontal formation.

The queue of archers was not as neat as the phalanx with spears and armor, and the dozens of short men who had run the fastest before were even more disorganized, directly at the front of the line.

The sharp whistle sounded, and the Feng family teams who saw this rushed faster, and now everyone was not so panicked, so many people on their side, rushing up like this, looking a hundred times more than the other party, such a large numerical advantage, enough to drown the other party.

There was a muffled "buzz", and the sound of opening the bow was so neat that it sounded like a sound, and the arrows were thrown down, and then there was a dense whistling, and the first row was very chaotic after all.

Regardless of chaos or neatness, more than 100 sharp arrows roared and landed in front of the Feng family's brigade, and the sound of arrows entering the flesh and screams suddenly rang out, and the striker was directly knocked out.

"Rush, don't wait for them to shoot again!"

"Quick!"

The small leaders of the group shouted, and everyone did not dare to stop, seeing that there were still thirty or forty minutes before they could collide, and any closer, any closer, and the archers would not shoot again.

It's just that a second arrow can be shot at this distance, but this time there is nothing neat, some of the archers open their bows and take arrows, and some turn around and run back between the horizontal teams.

The damage of this arrow shot didn't seem to exist, and it was quickly compensated for by the people who rushed up from behind, and they watched the archers on the opposite side running, which made the Feng family brigade even more excited, as if victory was in sight.

"Catch the enemy, kill!" The person running at the front heard a loud shout, which should not have been very old.

The distance was so close, and some people could see clearly the flag with red letters on a black background, and the word "Zhao" was written on it.

This must be what Zhao Ziying, how can such a poor place in Xuzhou operate such soldiers and horses, and look at the iron, the chain mail is worn by the leader of his own side, and then look at the many people wearing armor like iron cans, I am afraid that it is useless to slash and stab.

And why is this queue so neat, my own family is training in the battalion, taking an exam every five days, and a school every ten days, and I don't see this kind of training.

Look at the array of spears again, the tips of the spears are flickering with cold light, at this moment the sun in the sky has sunk to half of the side, and the armor on the families of the horizontal team no longer reflects the light, looking black, like demons, this can't win

Many people rushed to the front and finally realized this, some brave wanted to pounce and then be pierced by the spears, some were agile and wanted to rush through the gap between the spears in the front row, and wanted to roll on the ground, but this set of things had already been tried in the stockade, and they only dodged the spears in the first row, and the spears in the back were just as deadly.

There are also cowardly, who want to turn when they run to the front, but the team rushes up, how can it be so easy to stop, but they stumble and are pushed to the tip of the spear, just like a piercing through.

There are also people who have lost their temperament, throwing the swords and spears in their hands directly out of the swords, swords and spears thrown over, often being pulled away by the raised spears, most people are reluctant to do this, no weapons, even a protective home is gone, then it can only wait for death.

It's not just spears that kill, those archers hiding behind the queue and on both sides are still firing their bows and shooting arrows, the two sides are already facing each other, and there is no reason why the bow and arrow will not miss as long as it is fired.

Whether it is the officers and soldiers or the private soldiers of the Feng family, there is no way to endure such a battle, although the three horizontal teams are few, they seem to be three hills, no matter how they hit, they can't be shaken, and the more than 100 bows don't seem to stop for a moment, they keep throwing arrows, and every arrow must have dead and wounded.

I thought that after close combat, my own people could quickly defeat the other party, but I didn't expect that when we held each other, my side began to bleed continuously.

The collapse of the horse team is not because of any weirdness, but because this team is indeed very strong!

If you don't run, will you wait to die? If you run, you may indeed be chased by cavalry, but there is still a way to live.

The team that was coerced and lured forward could only hold out for a moment, and then dispersed, and some of the leaders who had been supervising the battle behind them were running away on horseback, which made people even more scolded, and they had no intention of continuing the fight.

"Let's go! What kind of money do you care! Li Dajin had already taken out his short spear and loudly urged Li He, who was loading the blanket with silver.

Li He did not raise his head, and while stuffing the silver used as a reward into the saddle coat, he said, "Do you think I can go back?" If you don't take more points, what will you do if the grass falls in the future? ”

After saying this, Li He raised his head and said eagerly: "Da Li, don't go back, this time it's a big deal, and it's no good for you to go back!" ”

"What if I don't go back, my wife and children are still there!" Li Dajin said in a muffled voice.

There were still more than two dozen horsemen around the two of them, all anxious and depressed, the brigade that had just rushed over had already collapsed, the damn drums and suona sounded again, and the three weird little horizontal teams were advancing again!

"Master Li! Kill the people in the stockade! Someone shouted in despair, Li Dajin turned his head and looked over, and found that the wall seemed to be planted with bamboo, which were countless bamboo guns, and the people in the village had rushed to the slope and were rushing along the slope!