Chapter 1485: The Battle of the Song of Annihilation (2)

Iron ore is scarce in the northern grasslands, and iron-making technology is even more backward.

Basically all the tribes, except for those royal guards, the other soldiers are basically leather armor, and some are even ordinary clothes.

This kind of equipment, in the face of Nanyan Tieqi's strong crossbow shooting, is useless.

The rain of arrows shot by Ran Min's side can basically take away a barbarian soldier with two or three arrows.

After a rain of arrows, the barbarian iron horsemen who rushed towards them had already fallen in large pieces.

However, the barbarian iron cavalry did not suffer a loss, although the distance of their bows and crossbows was not as far as that of Nanyan's side, but at the cost of a large number of soldiers' lives, they also rushed within the range of their own bows and crossbows.

Under the order of the main general, the same countless rain of arrows poured down on the iron cavalry of the Southern Yan Kingdom.

But......

When Ran Min saw it, he snorted coldly, and the hook halberd in his hand swung violently, and the terrifying true qi appeared in the air, directly blocking these arrow rains.

Even if there were some arrows shot at each other, the iron cavalry of the Southern Yan Kingdom was a real iron cavalry, and they were all wearing iron armor, which was difficult to be injured.

"Kill!"

After Ran Min blocked the first wave of arrows from the enemy, he immediately led his troops to rush and kill.

"Kill!"

The 100,000 elite vanguard followed in Ran Min's footsteps and rushed towards the enemy.

In the blink of an eye, the two armies were already close to each other.

Immediately after, the winner has been decided!

Although there are many barbarian iron horses, they can't withstand the collision of the Nanyan iron horse, and as soon as they meet together, the army at the front of the barbarians has become a pulp of flesh and is trampled under the feet of the Nanyan iron horse.

Especially with Ran Min, a saint-honored general, taking the lead, the barbarian army couldn't stop it at all, and Ran Min was like a tiger descending from the mountain, slaughtering in the young lamb flock.

At first, the enemy still wanted to resist it, but after fighting for less than a quarter of an hour, those people no longer had any courage, and they ran back frantically in the face of Ran Min's leading troops.

For fear that if you run slowly, you will become a meat slurry under the feet of Nanyan Tieqi.

"Kill!"

Ran Min didn't hesitate and led the army to chase and kill the enemy frantically.

This scene made the new king of the Chensong tribe in the Chinese army, Chensong Xiangbo, see it, and his face became very frightened.

He didn't expect that the five million former army would retreat without holding out for two quarters of an hour.

Even, before even how many enemy troops came out, they were already defeated!

That's five million cavalry!

Although these five million iron horsemen are not the warriors of the Chensong tribe, there are five million people anyway, and now the speed of defeat is too fast!

"Your Majesty, quickly order the rout to be shot, otherwise when they attack our army, it is very likely that they will directly break up our formation and create a perfect opportunity for the enemy to attack us!"

The general beside Chen Song Xiangbo hurriedly said.

Chen Songxiangbo's face changed, as the new king of the tribe, he naturally knew that if he was attacked by the rout, then his army would be in great trouble.

He hurriedly ordered, saying, "Quickly order the army to shoot arrows to kill the rout, quickly!"

With Chensong's order, the Chensong tribe's army quickly fired arrows at the router.

You must know that the army of the Chensong tribe has more than 50 million people, even if it is only the army at the front to release arrows, the sharp arrows shot are a terrifying number.

The dense array of sharp arrows formed a terrifying rain of arrows in the sky, but it was just a volley, and the rout soldiers who rushed to the front had already fallen to the ground and became corpses.

A rain of arrows, at least nearly a million routs were shot!

When the follow-up routs saw it, they didn't dare to continue to flee further.

But they stopped, and the 100,000 vanguard army led by Ran Min behind them did not pause at all and continued to charge.

Under the rush led by Ran Min, a large number of routs fell under the swords of the 100,000 vanguard army.

This made the routs even more overwhelmed.

Forward, it was the rain of arrows of the Chensong tribe that killed, and later, it was the vanguard army led by Ran Min who slaughtered.

They simply have nowhere to run!

It's just that soon, the rout at the front made a choice, and desperately slapped the war horse, wanting to let the war horse carry him to the front as fast as possible.

Because the vanguard army led by Ran Min behind them rushed to kill, which made them even more afraid.

Going forward, even though there will be a rain of arrows, you may be lucky enough to escape.

In the future, it was a murderous Ran Min iron rider, and no matter how lucky he was, he couldn't escape.

So, they made a choice, preferring to run forward at the risk of being shot.

"Bastard!"

When Chen Song Xiangbo saw it, he roared angrily: "A group of waste, they only know how to escape, they don't know how to resist at all, such an army is not worthy of living in the world." ”

"The whole army obeys the order, shoot these waste troops as fast as possible!"

Under the order of Chensong Xiangbo, the army of the Chensong tribe once again shot a large rain of arrows, causing those routed soldiers to fall under the sharp arrows.

Soon, only a part of the luck was left standing in the rout, and there were no more than 100,000 men combined.

The front army, composed of five million soldiers from other tribes who had escaped, died under the iron cavalry of Ran Min's vanguard, but no more than a million.

The rest of the people were more shot by the Chensong tribe themselves.

This made Ran Min, who led the charge of the troops, quite sigh.

The barbarian tribe is just like the rumors, they are cruel to humans, and even more ruthless to their own barbarian people!

I used to think it was a legend, but when I saw it today, I realized that such a rumor was reasonable.

It's just that the speed at which he led the charge didn't stop at this point.

Now that those routs are gone, then he has to continue to face himself, lure the army of the Chensong tribe to chase and kill, and then find an opportunity to fight back!

"Wang ...... The king, the enemy...... The enemy is still charging!"

The voice of the military general beside Chen Song Xiangbo trembled.

"Humph!"

"What's the panic?"

Chen Song Xiangbo was stable now, and said coldly: "Command the army, all the soldiers shoot the arrow feathers on their bodies as quickly as possible, I don't believe that the army of the Nanyan Kingdom can't shoot to death!"

"Yes!"

After Chen Song Xiangbo's order went down, the soldiers frantically shot the arrow feathers they were carrying, trying to inflict damage on Ran Min's army.

It's just a pity that it's not useful!

Those arrow feathers were blocked by Ran Min, and the damage they did to the army behind them was really very limited.

"This ...... This ......"

When the people of the Chensong tribe saw it, they were completely stunned.

So many arrow feathers were blocked by this Nanyan general, how could they fight?

Isn't that a joke?

Many people in the Chensong tribe were afraid, and there was some turmoil in the army.

"Wang ...... King, what should I do?" everyone around Chen Song Xiangbo looked at Chen Song Xiangbo at a loss.

Chen Songxiangbo's face was gloomy and ugly, and he didn't expect Ran Min to be so powerful that he could block the arrows shot by so many people from his own army.

But soon he sneered and said, "Do you think the enemy can't stop it?"

"This king tells you that this is just the beginning of the war!"

"Come on, bring the 'magic arrow' sent by the Wu clan to Ben!"

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