"Six hundred steps!"

"Five hundred steps!"

"Bear hunting crossbow, release!"

More than a dozen two-meter-long giant arrows galloped towards the army of ogres in the distance, and the maximum range of the bear hunting crossbow could reach a thousand steps, but the power of the thousand-step distance was not only greatly reduced, but the accuracy could not be guaranteed, and the most effective range was still within five hundred steps.

At this distance, not only is the shot accurate, but the power is also great, and you have to kneel immediately if you are hit by the ogre's thick armor.

"Poof!"

The giant arrow plunged into the ogre pile, and a sound of armor piercing into the flesh came out, because the ogre formation was dense, and the accuracy of the bear hunting crossbow was relatively high, and almost every giant arrow caused casualties to the ogre.

The lucky ones were directly smashed in the head, heart and other vital positions, and they didn't need to suffer too much pain to fall to the ground immediately, and the unlucky ones were crushed in their arms and thighs, or some non-fatal positions in the lower body, although they couldn't be saved under this condition, but they could survive for a long time with the life force of the ogre, and the longer they lived, the more pain they suffered.

The death of a dozen companions did not shake the pace of the ogre army, but more ogres were aroused by the smell of blood and screams.

The ogre is a semi-civilized race, and it still has some beast qualities, and this problem of smelling blood and starting to blush has not completely subsided.

On the other side, in the Flying Bear Army array, more than a dozen bear hunting crossbows are still being reloaded, and several soldiers around them are quite swift in their movements, obviously after a long period of training, and the reloading steps are quite skillful, they want to fire another round when the ogre army approaches,

On the front chariot, the crossbowman has completed the first load, and the crossbow is erected in front of the baffle waiting for the command to fire.

"Hey, little stonemason, are you nervous?"

"No, no!"

On a chariot, Hefu, as the commander of the chariot, was holding a heavy soldier and observing the four subordinates on the chariot.

The commanders of these chariots are basically veterans like Heifu who are armed with heavy weapons and ready to fight with ogres at any time, and they are all the elites with the most combat experience and have achieved success in breathing cultivation.

It is most suitable for them to be the commander of the car, the little stonemason that Heifu calls is actually not small at all, this is also a strong man of 1.85 meters, and Heifu is from the same village, because his father is a stonemason, Heifu is used to calling him a little stonemason.

The little stonemason looked at the ox and the horse, but he was actually a recruit, but he had the strength to complete the winding of the crossbow independently, so he became a strong crossbowman with honor.

Anyway, the crossbow thing does not require much training, and after strict training for a month or two, he will become a qualified crossbowman, and at this time, he is also arranged on the chariot to become the first line of defense of the Flying Bear Army.

Obviously, the little stonemason, who has never experienced battlefield fighting, is a little nervous in the face of the menacing ogre at this time, even if he usually trains well, he can't help but feel a little weak now, but he still refuses to admit it.

"Not nervous? Look at how your hands are shaking, the ogre hasn't come up yet! If it weren't for the fact that you've been marching in the wilderness all these days, I'd have thought that you kid would have gone to some of the warblers' houses to work all night with your salary. ”

"When the ogre rushes up, it's also Lao Tzu who goes up, you panic!"

At this time, most of the people in the army did not make any sense, and a few words did not leave the foul language and meat jokes, but letting Heifu scold him like this made the little stonemason's hand stop trembling, as if it had eased a little.

"On weekdays, we eat Lord Richard's, drink Lord Richard's, eat dried food, Zhou Zhou has big meat, and the rewards have never been less, and we have died in battle, and the wives and children at home are also taken care of by Lord Richard, even if you give up your life today, you have to resist me!"

Heifu has a flexible brain, and he has listened to a lot of truths from the lecturer, and now he has learned and applied them, and he has used some of the truths he has heard on weekdays to mobilize his four soldiers before the war.

"But I haven't married a wife yet, let alone a child, and if I die, the bereavement pension given by Lord Richard will be all cheap for my brother."

After listening to Heifu's simple lecture, the rest of the people were very face-saving, and only the little stonemason turned his head to stare at Heifu with a sad face.

Facing the faceless little stonemason, Heifu glared back, and was about to open his mouth to scold again, when the loud military order sounded again, interrupting Heifu's scolding.

The little stonemason quickly turned his head, tightly grasped the strong crossbow in his hand and fixed it to the baffle, staring intently at the approaching ogre in front of him,

To be selected as a strong crossbowman, the little stonemason is not only physically strong, but also has good eyesight. From a long distance, he could roughly see the face of the ogre in front of him.

At this moment, staring at the ogre's ugly face became clearer and clearer, the little stonemason was not so nervous, holding the crossbow with both hands steadily, and his mind was full of thoughts about giving him a touch on the ogre's ugly face, it was too ugly.

"Two hundred steps!"

"One hundred and fifty steps!"

"Put!"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

When the firing order was given, hundreds of crossbow arrows came out of the strings on dozens of chariots, emitting a low buzzing sound.

Because this time it was a taller ogre warrior who was targeted, but the kobolds who attacked at the same time were not hit,

On the contrary, dozens of ogre warriors were shot through the iron armor by the crossbow and fell to the ground.

These powerful crossbows are more powerful than the arrows fired by Richard's marksmen.

If you don't take into account the rate of fire and accuracy, these powerful crossbows are a few points more powerful than the arrows fired by the elf archers.

Even if it is shot at the thickest chest of the ogre's iron armor, it can directly pierce the armor and insert it into the heart.

"Hurry, hurry! Reload! ”

The little stonemason who entered the state immediately put the empty crossbow perpendicular to the ground, raised his foot and stepped on a card slot, pressed the crossbow bolt on the card slot, and pulled it with both hands violently, and completed the rewinding perfectly, and then immediately put the crossbow on the baffle.

"Ready!"

"Put!"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

This time the distance was shorter, and the ogre in the front row was only a few dozen steps away from the chariot array, and the blood splashed after the arrow entered the flesh seemed to be almost able to spill onto the chariot.

The little stonemason finally got what he wanted, and a crossbow bolt directly hit the ugly front face of an ogre, which made him a little sick, and when he watched the arrow directly collapse the ogre's facial bone, and burst out of his brain to bring out a stream of red and white things, the little stonemason felt a little happy in his heart.

"Reload!"

"Pikemen prepare!"

"Heavy preparation!"

"Forward!"

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