As soon as the attack queue moved, the slaves in charge of miscellaneous labor carried several large wooden planks in front of the queue. This wooden board is the width of the door and three or four meters long, which is actually the blackboard that Zhou Qingfeng originally used for class. This thing was removed and placed on a pallet cart to increase the loading volume, and is now being used as an earthen shield.

Zhou Qingfeng's attack queue started from about one hundred and fifty meters away from Liuhe Village and advanced rapidly. Several of the miscellaneous slaves who carried the wooden shield in front of them exerted their strength at the same time, taking a step ahead. There was a commotion on the wall of Liuhe Village, and the clothes mobilized by Darkhan were sure that they were going to be attacked.

Even if it is a coat, there are many people among the Jurchens who are good at shooting. However, they often don't have a strong enough longbow or strength to shoot from a distance. Darkhan kept giving orders on the wall, and Yang Jian, who was trembling, saw dozens of Baoyi throwing at the advancing enemy.

In the archery competition of the modern Olympic Games, the farthest target is 90 meters, which is the longest distance for precision shooting. If ordinary people want to shoot farther, they can only choose a projectile that is not accurate.

At present, the projectiles of dozens of coats attach great importance to the character of the enemy and the enemy, and whoever has a good character will be able to hit the target in the process of falling. Whoever has a bad character will be hit by an arrow that is fired indiscriminately.

The attack queue organized by Zhou Qingfeng was quite dense, which at first glance increased the probability of being hit by an arrow. However, in fact, the spread of the projectile is quite large, and after reducing the area a little, the dense spear can be swung continuously above the head, and there is a high probability of knocking out the arrows falling from the top of the head.

Zhou Qingfeng, as the commander, did not hide behind to watch the excitement, but stood at the front of the queue, behind the wooden board shield. When the queue quickly entered within 100 meters, the number of arrows thrown became fewer, and the number of arrows fired directly gradually increased.

The slaves who carried the plank shields were all out of breath, because it was difficult for several people to coordinate with each other to carry the bulky thing. In addition, the ground is uneven, and if you have to stop and repair after walking ten meters, the physical exertion of the slaves is extremely great.

But no matter how much physical exertion is, it can only be held up hard at the moment. Zhou Qingfeng's mental power and spiritual power have not been recovered, and there is no way to launch a military formation to support, he can only rely on taking the lead to inspire the courage of the soldiers to complete the current difficult attack task.

The closer they got, the stronger the arrows from the opposite side, and the sound of duangduang hitting was heard from the wooden shield. Darkhan still had one or two heavy archers left, and their arrows pierced through the planks, and the sharp arrows shot out from the other side of the plank shield.

A heavy arrow pierced through the plank and suddenly appeared in front of the slave carrying the plank. The slave was immediately stunned, and the force of lifting the plank in his hand relaxed, which caused the force of the plank shield to be lifted insufficiently, and he had to stop.

"Forward, don't stop!" Zhou Qingfeng flashed his saber of light and began to force the slaves to continue. Now that he was less than fifty meters away from the Zhaimen, he knew that the road ahead would be more and more difficult. At the same time, he shouted to the rear: "Ten men come up, replace these shield-bearers." ”

Old Man Sun in the rear immediately arranged for personnel to come up from both sides of the queue to replace the physically exhausted slaves. The closer the team got to the gate, the more arrows were fired from both sides, many of which entered through the gaps in several plank shields, hitting the spear-wielding slave soldiers.

Among the soldiers, there were constantly falls, and even slaves carrying plank shields were shot in their bare legs and feet. Zhou Qingfeng regretted why he didn't transform the board car into a shield car and push it up, but he didn't have time to regret that his response was not timely.

"Keep moving!" Zhou Qingfeng shouted angrily, "There are still thirty steps left." ”

With a duang, a heavy arrow pierced the plank shield, piercing the hand of the shield-carrying slave. Not only did the slave scream and couldn't use his strength, but he couldn't break free, making it difficult for the entire shield to move forward.

Zhou Qingfeng rode a puppet goat and stepped forward, he grabbed the handle behind the shield and lifted it up, and at the same time brandished his saber and directly cut off the arm of the slave who was hit by the arrow.

The slave's screams intensified, and half of his arm was dripping blood from the wooden shield. The surrounding slaves were shocked, and Zhou Qingfeng shouted, "What are you doing in a daze? Keep moving! ”

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng, as the main general, actually came up, the slaves could only grit their teeth and continue to move forward. And Zhou Qingfeng looked a little to see that there were only more than ten meters left from the Zhaimen, so he took out a trace talisman from the talisman bag hanging on his waist and threw it out.

Thick smoke immediately dispersed, obscuring the entire attack queue. Zhou Qingfeng shouted: "Throw away the shield, carry the shield slave and lie down, and the array soldiers will rush up with me." ”

With the smoke, Yang Jian, who was standing at the head of the wall, shouted that it was not good. Darhan, who was bending his bow and arrow, fired the last shot angrily, then drew his thick-backed knife and waited for Zhou Qingfeng to kill. It's just that in the smoke, I can't tell what movement is on the other side, only the sound of dense footsteps approaching quickly, and the howling shouts are like a gale howling.

The Jianzhou Baoyi on the wall is still shooting arrows, wanting to take advantage of this last opportunity to weaken the attacking enemy more. But just after Zhou Qingfeng shouted to impact, a huge fireball suddenly flew out of the smoke and slammed into the walled gate.

The gate of Liuhe Village is also made of wood, which is no more than three meters high, and it is not very thick. This fireball is about the size of a volleyball, and it explodes when it hits the gate of the wall. This gate was the weakest point of the wall's defense, and Darkhan just asked people to pile up some pieces behind the gate to resist. The fireball exploded, and the gate made of thick wood exploded directly, and the fragments behind it also flew all over the sky.

The explosion is like thunder, and it is a big bang!

There are a lot of people on the wall, but they feel unstable under their feet and fall down one after another. Someone was too close to the explosion point, and the drastic change in air pressure caused the ears to buzz. The one who was blown up was like Darkhan, who really fell from the wall and fell all over the place, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

Yang Jian on the other side saw the opportunity quickly, and jumped off the wall of the walled gate. But when the explosion occurred in the back, countless bursting wooden thorns erupted, piercing more than a dozen in his back in a row.

A hole was blasted open in the gate, opening to both sides. The smoke could hear Zhou Qingfeng's stern order, "Push forward, push open the gate and kill in." If you can't push it away, you're all going to die here. ”

From time to time, a few spear-wielding slaves rushed in from the hole in the walled gate, and more slave soldiers were pushing open the blocked walled gate, and some attacking slave soldiers simply jumped over the wall and rushed to kill in all directions. Darkhan hurriedly led people up to intercept the slave soldiers who had entered the village, but the fact that the village was broken could not be changed.

The gate was finally pushed open, and a large group of slave soldiers poured in. Yang Jian saw a person suddenly burst out of the smoke, this person was not very old, riding a puppet goat with horns, holding a snow-bright saber of light, and rushed over with a roar.

The two brothers met again.

Seeing that Yang Jian was embarrassed, Zhou Qingfeng immediately decided to beat the water dog. The puppet goat under his crotch rushed quickly, and the saber in his hand drew a bright light, which was about to slash at Yang Jian viciously.

Yang Jian was screaming in pain from the wooden thorns in his back, and how he dared to slack off when he saw Zhou Qingfeng approaching. After all, his cultivation was higher than Zhou Qingfeng, and several golden swords flew out and shot directly at Zhou Qingfeng at one point in his hand.

But Zhou Qingfeng rode the puppet goat and only gently twisted the direction a few times, and after swaying from side to side, he avoided the golden sword and approached Yang Jian. Seeing that the saber of light was about to cut off Yang Jian's head, a golden ring on his neck suddenly shone and turned into a translucent golden bell to cover Yang Jian.

The saber and the golden bell slashed, and the clanging sound offset Zhou Qingfeng's slashing momentum. Yang Jian in the Admiralty subconsciously made a posture of shrinking and waiting for death, and only after a long time did he find that he had been saved by the talisman weapon.

Darkhan was much more useful than Yang Jian, and seeing that he couldn't stop the large influx of slave soldiers, he turned to rush towards Zhou Qingfeng. He grabbed a fallen spear from the ground casually, and after infusing it with spiritual power, he rushed in front of Zhou Qingfeng.

When Chu Ying was training Zhou Qingfeng, Darkhan was often caught to feed Zhou Qingfeng. In a head-to-head duel, Zhou Qingfeng often couldn't hold even a move. The main reason is that he doesn't dare to fight for his life at every turn like Darkhan, and he relies on Darkhan to survive every time. Just for this, Chu Ying ridiculed Zhou Qingfeng countless times.

And now that Darkhan has been cornered by Zhou Qingfeng, the anger in his heart cannot be extinguished, and he can't stab Zhou Qingfeng to death immediately. He strode forward, the spearhead in his hand was chaotic, and the long spiritual power edge of the ruler shrouded Zhou Qingfeng's front and back, left and right, forcing the other party to fight hard with him.

Darkhan was 100% sure in his heart, as long as he could fight hard with Zhou Qingfeng, not to mention killing him on the spot, he could also force him down from this damn puppet goat, which was also the simplest spear thrust, but it was much more ferocious than the technique that Zhou Qingfeng had practiced for a month.

Zhou Qingfeng was not in a hurry, and rode a puppet goat to move sideways, seeing that the tip of the spear was about to pierce him to the heart. A talisman seal in his hand had just burned out, and a golden shield suddenly appeared, protecting Zhou Qingfeng solidly.

Contradictions hit each other, and golden voices arose. Yang Jian, who was hiding in the Golden Bell Magic Weapon, saw the truth, and he hurriedly exclaimed: "Zhou boy, how can you know the golden shield technique taught by your master?" ”

Zhou Qingfeng, who was on the other end, just patted the talisman seal bag hanging on his waist and laughed. And just when Darkhan's moves were exhausted and his new power was not released, he threw out a talisman to create a fire all over the place, and the temperature of the ground where Darkhan was burning soared, and the heat was unbearable like hell.

This kind of face-killing technique is too difficult to prevent, and Darkhan can't keep standing in the fire and letting Zhou Qingfeng burn. He chose to roar angrily and continue to leap closer, the spear in his hand pressed forward against the golden shield made of the talisman seal, and at the same time flew to the left side of the shield, and stabbed at Zhou Qingfeng, who was hiding behind.

Just waiting for Darkhan to bypass the golden shield, he was stunned to find that there were two monks standing opposite, one was Zhou Qingfeng, who was riding a puppet goat, and the other was Jia Gang, who was casting a ghost knot from Zhou Qingfeng's shadow.

Without warning, a pitch-black rope sprang out of the ground, wrapped around Darkhan's left leg and pulled him to the ground. And the bouncing Zhou Qingfeng swung his knife and slashed at Darkhan's side, and the blade slashed directly at his neck.

Ring after ring, just waiting for Darkhan to crash into himself. At the critical moment, Darkhan did not choose to shrink his head, he chose to stomp his feet suddenly to break free from the ghost knot, and his whole body rose half a meter high and resisted Zhou Qingfeng's knife with his back. As long as you can avoid it quickly, it is better to be stabbed than to be entangled and unable to move.

The saber of light slashed at Darkhan's back, first breaking through the light of his spiritual protector and then slicing through the leather armor he wore on his back. Under the leather armor is the flesh and blood, after the knife light, the flesh blooms, the texture of the muscles are clearly visible, and then the blood splashes, screaming in pain.

The knife nearly cut Darkhan's back open. But this Jurchen man continued to run at a rapid pace, his pace did not stop, and he ran more than ten meters away in one breath, and escaped over the wall.

Even if the cultivation is high, he can't bear two to one, and Darkhan was injured by Zhou Qingfeng and Jia Gang for a while, and his combat strength was greatly reduced and he could only evacuate. Yang Jian on the other end didn't dare to stay, he used a few magic weapons to escape, and quickly evacuated.

A bloody battle, this Liuhe Village was occupied by Zhou Qingfeng.