The corpses and the wounded were nailed to the shields of their comrades in the back, and the huge residual force overturned the people behind them.

Blood flew wildly, wails were everywhere, and the big ships everywhere suddenly became Shura hell.

The people of the Northern Tang Dynasty are really unbelievable, with their enviable equipment and absolute military literacy, why are they vulnerable in front of those strange crossbow arrows.

The casualties exploded in an instant, and the Thousand Ravens sent them all over the place.

What's even more unbelievable is that the range of the Northern Tang Divine Crossbow has not yet arrived, and they are unilaterally being tortured and killed by those black crows!

General Qianya's Wu hook knife, which had just fallen, was raised again, which meant to prepare again.

"Click-"

"Click-"

"Click-"

……

The Crow is reloaded.

If there is any flaw in the Thousand Crow Crossbow, it is that although it is infinitely powerful and can shoot through most shields and armor, it is a single shot, and every time it is shot, it has to be reloaded again, unlike the Northern Tang Dynasty Divine Crossbow, which is a repeating crossbow that can shoot ten in succession.

There is no such thing as perfection in this world, God has given people advantages and shortcomings, and it is always fair.

At the very least, the range and power are the advantages of the Thousand Crow Crossbow, and with these advantages, they can pour out the last majesty of Great Wu when the Northern Tang Dynasty Divine Crossbow cannot be used.

Listening to the seemingly ordinary sound of the machine spring flicking, the Northern Tang army began to be frightened.

Now that they are on a big ship, they have become targets, and they originally confidently thought that with a tight phalanx, they could greatly reduce the long-range damage caused by the opponent, but they didn't expect that their defense was so weak in front of the opponent.

Everyone will have a feeling of despair, and since joining the Northern Tang Army, this group has basically brought them blood and surging, but now, they are suddenly a little desperate.

A large black crow stretched across the sky, and the whole world seemed to be darkened.

Many people believe that the crow is the messenger of death, and today, the soldiers of the Northern Tang Dynasty finally deeply understand the meaning of this sentence.

Wherever the black crows passed, the big ship trembled, and the flesh and blood of the people on it flew everywhere, so that it could be said that corpses were all over the river.

"Click-"

"Click-"

"Click-"

……

The sound of the spring flicking again and again, relying on Jinling, the Thousand Crow Crossbow Army seems to have an inexhaustible arrow, at the critical moment of life and death in Southern Wu, this army is no longer stingy with precious arrows, and is eager to vent all the arrows forged during the period of Emperor Wu, who has just died, because, if Southern Wu is destroyed, those arrows are useless to them, even if they are precious.

The Northern Tang army became more and more frightened.

General Weiyuan looked at the pouring black crows from afar, as well as the dense corpses that fell under those crows, layer upon layer, and his face sank like an ancient well.

As a famous general, he naturally has enough psychological preparation against Nanwu, but it is still difficult for him to accept such a big loss.

His fists clenched tightly, his eyes almost spewing fire, and those who fell were his brothers.

A slender hand gently patted him on the shoulder.

He should have drawn his sword with vigilance, but in that hand, as if it had an indescribable magical power, made him relax his guard.

The gentle young man stood side by side with him.

He was a little flattered and wanted to kneel, but was held by the hand.

"The general is outside, the king's order is not affected, my so-called royal driving pro-conquest, some people don't know, don't you know?" He smiled, "Here, you're the biggest, don't think too much about me." ”

General Weiyuan was deeply moved, and he finally simply hugged his fists.

"Isn't it sad?" Li Zenan asked.

General Weiyuan nodded.

"After so many years in the army, it is the first time I have encountered such a tragic setback, and I can't get over it in my heart."

Li Zenan raised his head and looked at the sky, with the white clouds on it, drifting southward leisurely, like a song.

"In fact, we should feel proud of such a heavy price." He smiled.

"Why would Your Majesty say that?" General Weiyuan didn't understand.

"Because even if there are heavy casualties, but our Datang soldiers are still one after the other, without hesitation, aren't they?"

General Weiyuan nodded, but he felt that this reason was too far-fetched, and opened his mouth: "But ......"

But he couldn't say anything concrete, and so the words ended there.

Li Zenan waved his hand.

"Nothing," he said, "I ask you, do you think that Nanwu is a terrible country?" ”

General Weiyuan smiled bitterly: "Obvious facts. ”

"To be able to fight to the death with such a terrible country, I think it is a very face-saving thing, to be their opponent and defeat them, it is something to be proud of," Li Zenan sighed, "If you are harassed by a small ant country, you can't do anything to him, then it's a real shame." ”

General Weiyuan nodded, gradually understanding.

"If you want to destroy a great country like Nanwu, a huge price is necessary, if you are not willing to do this, how can you conquer the world?" Li Zenan was a little distracted, which was almost difficult to appear in him.

……

……

The front of the Beitang River Crossing Force can almost be said to have suffered casualties, and boats of dead bodies shook together with the rocking of the ship, which was full of a certain tragedy.

Although they had made some psychological preparations, in the face of such a terrible situation, those Northern Tang soldiers who were still alive still felt a little chilled.

Appropriate casualties can be bloody, but excessive casualties, while occasionally bloody, are more likely to undermine confidence.

Jinling is in sight, and they are facing the almost crazy Nanwu at the last moment, and the biggest and last foundation of this great country is here.

The rabbit can also kick the eagle, and the dog will jump off the wall when he is in a hurry, who knows if Nanwu will come to the same end when he faces life and death.

But no one will make any other choice, open the bow and do not look back, since the arrow has been fired, let it reach the end.

When nearly 10,000 people were lying under the crossbow of a thousand crows, the range of the Northern Tang Dynasty crossbow finally extended to the other side of the Yangtze River.

"Click-"

"Click-"

"Click-"

……

This fighting machine, which is more famous than the mysterious Thousand Crow's Crossbow, begins to brew the power of death.

The same pressure also hung over the hearts of the Southern Wu infantrymen who were waiting for the battle.

At this moment, the range of the Northern Tang Divine Crossbow covered the front of the Southern Wu troops on the shore, and although the range of the Thousand Crow Crossbow was far away, it could not touch the long-range troops on the opposite side, and only they could protect the infantry at the front.