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In the dark, Lu Weike, Lu Guangyuan, father and son stood side by side on the top of a poplar tree, looking at the brightly lit Song army camp not far away. "You should be able to get the kill tonight, right?" The total number of the Song army is quite a lot, but after all, there are only about 10,000 people in the military camp in front of him [plus the people].

The father and son did not speak, their hearts were heavy, they knew that this was the moment to change their fate, and with this step, the entire Qiankun Gang would go into a quagmire, and they would never be able to get out of the changing situation in the world......

"Hey, what's that?"

Lu Guangyuan's face changed suddenly, and he saw the Song army camp not far away, and suddenly the door was wide open, and a large group of soldiers holding torches and holding dry firewood came out.

"What a treacherous thief—" Lu Weike's face darkened. The Song army suddenly expanded the camp and lit a bonfire within a hundred paces, so it was impossible for his Qiankun Gang to quietly cover it up. The secret attack has become an open attack!

The father and son glanced at each other, jumped in unison, and two black shadows swept across the sky, flying towards the forefront of the Qiankun Gang, but it was too late.

Piles of bonfires outside the Song camp have been lit, illuminating the ground as if it were day, and any wind and grass can be seen. Not to mention Tibetans, I'm afraid that even rats can't hide. The thousands of heavily armored soldiers who had previously left the gate also lined up and retreated back to the gate step by step, and on the walls of the Song military camp on the left and right of the gate, crossbowmen were clearly visible, waiting with their bows drawn.

After a few moments, all the soldiers retreated to the camp. Zhu Biao instructed again: "All the lights in the camp have been extinguished, turning light into darkness." ”

The soldiers of the full camp naturally obeyed everything, and followed the order, and in a blink of an eye, the entire camp turned into darkness. Chen Lianying looked inside and outside the camp, and said happily: "I wish Shuai a clever plan." Shame on the sages of prehistory. One turns light into darkness, we know the enemy's movements well, but our every move the enemy has no way of knowing. It's good, it's good. No wonder Zhu Shuai led the army to fight and won a hundred battles. Invincible. ”

"Haha, it's just a little clever, it's just a little trick, and An dares to be arrogant compared to the sages." Chen Lian was telling the truth, and Zhu Biao could hear it, and he was naturally a little happy in his heart.

At this time, the camp was up and down. The birds are silent, and the rustle of the night wind blowing the grass and trees and flags can be heard clearly. Everyone knows that this is a brief silence on the eve of a fierce war, and a vicious battle that will decide their own life and death, and hang on the lives of thousands of people, is approaching in an instant. The nervousness was uncontrollable, and they clenched their weapons one by one, and their palms were drenched in sweat.

Sure enough, as Zhu Biao expected. Not long after, soldiers came to report that the enemy had been spotted outside the camp in the west, and several bonfires had been extinguished.

"Sure enough, it came." Before Zhu Biao turned to the west, he heard Shang Pingnan's shouting: Give me arrows, shoot his mother. "This person is also a lover like Chen Lian, and he joined after Zhu Biao won the battle of Gaoming. Now he is Chen Lian's deputy in the pro-military camp.

"Don't use the repeater." Zhu Biao hurriedly said. Although the power of the strong bow and crossbow is great, it is the most important thing to deal with the masters of the rivers and lakes.

Chen Lian also shouted: "Yes, don't expose our strength first, the real battle is still to come!" "On the wall of the west wall of the camp, a sharp arrow fell towards the dark place where the bonfire could not shine. Immediately, Zhu Biao heard a few faint snorts.

There was a sound here in the west, and the shouting of killing was already shaking the sky at the gate where Zhu Biao had just left. At the battlements of the camp wall, a hundred strong archers carried sharp arrows. With a stiff bow in hand, arrows rained down on the hundred-paces distance. The bonfire in front of the gate had been extinguished quite a bit, and the darkness was getting bigger and bigger, although there was a clear glow of moonlight, but a hundred paces away. Where can you still see the enemy's traces?

Therefore, most of the infantry archers and crossbowmen were ready to wait, and only these hundred strong archers were under the orders of the officers, regardless of whether they could see or not, but only fired indiscriminately into the darkness.

The disciples and grandchildren of the Qiankun Gang who took the lead suffered a big loss. A few incense masters led dozens of gangs to clean up the bonfires one by one, how could they have expected that the Song army's reaction would be so fast, and the arrows would cover such a large area? A flurry of arrows fell from the sky, and in the darkness, they could only distinguish by listening to the wind, and they had no regular weapons such as hand cards and round shields, so they were killed and wounded more than half at once. The screams came and went.

There was thunder of joy on the gate. Without the need for an officer to give an order, the strong archers could vigorously fire arrows into the depths of the darkness to cut off the enemy's retreat. The morale that had been lost by the scouts had been restored by this time. Morale is high, and arrows are like flying locusts. The Qiankun gang in front of the gate had no choice but to throw down the wounded and flee deeper with a roll.

At this time, the crossbowmen also began to exert their strength, and the sharp arrow elephant had eyes and shot towards the sound, tracking them, dense like rain, and more than a dozen people fell to the ground with arrows. When Qiankun helped everyone escape beyond the range of the bow and crossbow, and inspected the manpower, seven of the ten stops had gone, and one of the four incense masters had not returned.

The screams in the darkness died down. At the gate, the Song army also stopped shooting, and Zhu Biao rushed back, holding a three-foot-long bow in his hand, which was pitch-black and glowing with a dark luster. This is a treasure bow that he asked the master of the Ministry of Industry to build with a lot of money after he got the cold mantle. Although the pulling force is still five stones, the power of the arrows that can be shot is not much worse than that of the eight-stone rhubarb crossbow.

There is a pot of carved arrows at hand, which looks no different from ordinary carved arrows. But in fact, it was the best arrow that Zhu Biao bought from the system with 15 gold.

There are only 30 arrows in a pot, 15 gold, and one arrow is 5 silver.

However, it has +30% armor piercing, +20% lethality, +10% flight speed, +5% accuracy, and +10% final range.

Song Jun waited for the day. After a while, the periphery of the bonfire was shaking in black shadows, and the sergeants were about to release arrows to stop Zhu Biao. "This is a thief's trick, don't waste arrows. This time, let's see them come in, and then ten thousand arrows will be fired at once, so that they can't come and go. ”

"Set up the repeater first, aim at the open space in front of the gate, and wait for my order." After all the qiē was ready, the shouts of killing on the other three sides of the camp became louder. Zhu Biaocai called a crossbow soldier under his command and ordered: "You are responsible for a small team of people to release arrows outside the bonfire, but they must shoot weakly and sparsely, and lure the miscellaneous pieces of the Qiankun Gang to the open space." The rest of the soldiers prepared their bows and crossbows, ready to kill the enemy. ”

The military commander followed the order and led a small group of foot archers to release arrows outside the campfire. Thirty or fifty people stretched out their bows, and the shooting stopped, blind and aimless, and naturally the power was greatly reduced.

The people of the Qiankun Gang were originally guarded, and all of them dispersed, lying behind trees and rocks. Song Jun's chaotic arrows naturally did not have any effect.

But the Qiankun Gang is not a brainless fool, of course, thinking that this may be the Song Army's plan to lure the enemy, so after repeated temptations several times, the bonfires were extinguished one by one, and it was about to cross half the distance, so they finally made up their minds to attack. I saw countless black shadows faintly emerging from the darkness. The small group of infantry archers of the military Sima shot a sparse array of arrows, and occasionally a few thieves were hit by arrows, but they could not stop them from advancing.

In the darkness there was also a man who cried out, "All their men have gone to the other three sides, O brethren!" With the shouting, more than 100 big men were killed, all dressed in black night clothes and carrying bright steel knives. Running and shouting, the sound was terrifying, and in an instant they rushed to a distance of thirty paces outside the camp.

The corners of Zhu Biao's mouth pursed a smile, and he shouted: "Give me arrows, don't leave any left!" "Dare to pay attention to yourself, Zhu Biao is lame, and he still wants to show mercy to his subordinates. A kind of crossbow soldier moves when he hears the order, and everyone fights bravely. First, a row of crossbows was fired, and then hundreds of crossbows were fired together, and then hundreds of archers' arrows were added in the middle, and one or two thousand sharp arrows came out of the string, like a gust of wind, splashing towards the Qiankun gang in front of the gate.

After a row of repeaters, a second row of repeaters followed. Not to be outdone, the archers drew their quivers and shot down one after another. For a while, it was like a rain of arrows in front of the gate, and the sharp arrows that killed the branches were overwhelming.

The open space in front of the gate is only twenty or thirty steps away from the gate, which can be regarded as close at hand. The Qiankun Gang saw that they were about to succeed, and if they could get close to the Song army, they would be able to take one as ten and one as a hundred. Naturally, everyone strives to be the first! But what I never expected was that this was a trap. When the sky above the gate was full of sharp arrows and arrows rained down, it was impossible to escape, and in the blink of an eye, this clearing became a slaughterhouse. One by one, the Qiankun gang members with extraordinary skills were pierced through their bodies by crossbow arrows, nailed to the ground, and died instantly. Or he was shot by a sharp arrow, and he didn't die for a while, and he screamed in pain, which was terrifying. Anyway, it was only three or five breaths, and the outside of the camp was already full of corpses with chest piercing gastroschisis.

The rain of arrows quickly swept away the hundred big men who rushed out, and then thought about extending the darkness over. Someone in the darkness shouted, "Oh no, I've been tricked!" Hurry back! But the order came a little too late. A puff of arrows had already flown over their heads.

The sergeants who wielded the crossbows and crossbows were well-trained, with neat hands and feet, and after each firing they were quick and concise, they reloaded the bolts and hung the strings. Each row of crossbows fired was shot out by hundreds of sharp arrows at a time, and the lethality and coverage were too wide and too wide. Moreover, with the cooperation of foot archers and crossbowmen, only a few of the hundreds of big men who rushed out fled back, and the outside of the bonfire that could not be seen clearly, and I don't know how many people fell to the ground after arrows.

Zhu Biao just looked up to the sky and laughed happily, Qiankun Gang, this is a big opponent with him. The sergeants also burst into cheers, which calmed their hearts completely.

What about the masters of the rivers and lakes? Ten thousand arrows are fired at once, and they are still dead and cannot die again.

The surnamed Lu listened. It's too dangerous here, so let's mess with your rivers and lakes......"

"Hahaha......" (To be continued)