Chapter 119: Bed Crossbow and Great Bow
A large area of dark clouds gathered in the sky, firmly enveloping the area tens of miles above the battlefield, making people feel some kind of indescribable pressure.
on the battlefield.
The legions of the 380,000 Glens were gradually lined up, and countless silver-gray, bright silver, and gold-plated plate armor were mixed into a terrifying huge phalanx.
More than 20,000 knights of the kingdom and their servants were already sitting on horseback, constantly soothing the oppressive atmosphere of the horses with their strokes.
As I said before - war, on the verge of breaking out.
Tick, tick, tick......
Suddenly, the rain fell, and in a short time it became a dense curtain of rain.
The horses on both sides snorted, and the discomfort of the rain made the beasts uneasy and hoofed.
"Charge!"
The barbarians with these ancient and desolate meanings spoke in a dull voice, and in an instant, countless knights leaped out, and tens of thousands of cavalry rushed out of the barbarian army with a strange roar like hunting wild beasts.
The earthquake trembled.
The loud noise of thousands of galloping horses spread like thunder on the battlefield......
"Archer prepare!"
"Front-row spearmen ready!"
"Whole army, shield ready!"
The officers in the Glens army shouted simple orders. The soldiers, crowded in dense queues, rubbed into action.
Experienced servicemen know that it is no longer possible to give complex orders at this time. In the collision between the two sides after dozens of breaths, only the simplest commands, which have been familiar on a daily basis, can really be conveyed.
The other side.
The 10,000 barbarian cavalry that had broken away from the main force had gradually converged into an arrow-like cavalry force as they ran.
At the very top of this cavalry ranks, hundreds of the strongest, fiercest, and best-equipped barbarians gathered here.
Compared to the companions in the rear formation, who looked excited and let out strange screams from time to time, these barbarians were mostly silent, skillfully controlling the speed of their horses while relaxing their bodies.
Suddenly.
The barbarian general at the front raised his arm high, and this stout and hideous, thick arm like blue-black iron and stone shook twice in the air and then suddenly clenched his fist!
Immediately.
The hundreds of savages around who could see the arm took out the thick recurve riding bows from the bow pouches hanging from the side of the horse.
However, although it is said to be a riding bow, because of the average height and arm span of the barbarians, these bows and arrows are much larger than the foot bows used by ordinary humans.
Most of these recurve bows are made of ironwood branches with strong toughness in the cold zone, and they have the strength of human bows and arrows, and even crossbows.
Even among the medium-sized creatures in the world of Faeron, by and large, only a race with a height, reach, and strength like the Barbarians can easily master.
If it were to be an earth human, I am afraid that the lightest bow and arrow among the barbarians can only be pulled by a strong man who is one in a thousand.
Ten thousand barbarian cavalry took out their bows and arrows from front to back like a tide.
At this time, the distance between the two sides gradually approached the range of three hundred meters.
"Launch!"
The attacker was not the barbarian cavalry, but the bed crossbow of the Glens army waiting in front of them.
Stretch ββ! Stretch ββ! Stretch ββ! Stretch ββ!
More than 300 bed crossbows and ballistas roared and shot huge crossbow arrows as thick as a wrist and more than three meters in length!
Phewββ!
The distance of three hundred meters was only a fleeting distance for these powerful crossbow arrows.
In the next second, more than 300 thick crossbow arrows made an arc in the sky and fell into the running cavalry team......
"Ahββ!h Short screams rang out and the sound of countless human bodies being pierced, the screams of war horses, and the sound of human bodies flying up and landing.
These crossbow arrows, carrying immense power, pierced almost everything they came across as soon as they landed in the dense ranks of cavalry!
Hundreds of barbarians have been pierced through their chests with crossbow arrows, broken their arms, and even pinned to the ground with some knights and their horses!
The screams and the neighing of the horses arose.
However.
The speed of the barbarian cavalry did not slow down in the slightest.
Hundreds of dead knights fell under their horses, and were trampled by countless horses' hooves in an instant, whether it was themselves or the knights and horses who were repeatedly fallen, they were trampled into meat and mud by the horse's hooves in this never-ending cavalry torrent......
When this wave of crossbow arrows passed, the distance between the two sides also narrowed to more than two hundred meters.
At this time.
The barbarian general at the head suddenly raised his arm to the right, and let out a sharp whistling sound from his mouth.
This is not the official language of the barbarians.
But everyone clearly understands what this short sharp scale represents: parallel steering, free rapid-fire!
This is the hunting language of the barbarians.
A simplified language that has been handed down since ancient times, and it is also a simple and clear language that barbarians have summed up in hunting and fighting for generations.
This moment.
The barbarians displayed a great level of horsemanship, and almost without warning, the galloping cavalry changed direction with the turn of the arrow.
The cavalry group completed the turn in just a few tens of meters, and the huge cavalry team completed a large arc turn parallel to the Glens phalanx at a distance of only about two hundred meters in front of the Glens phalanx.
At this time.
The barbarian cavalry was like a giant crescent moon in motion, in a circular arc in motion, facing several dense phalanxes of Glens.
Whooshββ!
A long arrow with a pitch-black body and blood-red tail feathers made a sharp sound that broke through the air and flew towards the phalanx of the Glensians. Immediately after, it was like hundreds of millions of locusts flapping their wings and making a loud noise!! 'The ground exploded from the barbarians' cavalry! A dense and pitch-black rain of arrows roared towards the sky!
However......
The barbarian shot was by no means more than that.
Perhaps the barbarians are not the most skilled archery race on the continent of Faeron, their shooting skills are not as elaborate as those of the elves, and they do not have many magical effects of freezing, fire, thunder, and acid. But as a fishing and hunting people who grew up in the far north, from the wasteland to the vast forests and snowfields. These northern mountain people have mastered the practical archery skills that have been refined from actual hunting, tribal fighting, warfare with foreign races, and fierce beasts!
Thereupon.
The moment the first arrow was full, the second arrow between the fingers of the barbarian's right or left hand was already expertly fastened with the bowstring!
And then...... Boom! - Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
On the back of a galloping horse, shoot nine times in a row!
The barbarians, who had used skill to grab the arrows between their fingers when they reached for the arrows in their quivers, completed a burst of ten arrows in just a few breaths of galloping horses!
10,000 people.
A huge crescent moon swept in front of the enemy.
In a few seconds, ten times the firepower was continuously discharged! Although because the cavalry did not shoot together, there was no real scene of "100,000 arrows in the air at the same time". But there was still a spectacular rain of arrows in the sky, like a waterfall!
Cover the sky!
Poofββ!
The first arrow fell into the phalanx, piercing the thin iron shoulder guard on one of the soldiers' shoulders.
Then, before the soldier could scream, countless arrows were already roaring!
"Raising the Shield !!" Even without shouting, almost all the Glens soldiers with shields in their hands raised their shields in their hands! And in the next second, a rain of arrows like hundreds of millions of flying locusts has already covered it!