In the rain, dense arrows hit the sky.

Dozens of reservists were still dragging the corpses, just as they were pierced through their chests by arrows from the sky.

An arrow enlarged in a soldier's pupil and then shot in his eye!

"Ahh

The wet dirt instantly crawled all over his fallen body.

He gritted his teeth, roared, and pulled out the arrow from his eye.

He shook his head frantically in the rain, his right hand covering his bleeding eyes.

His hair kept throwing out the rain, and he barely opened his left eye, and he was greeted by a black and heavy armored soldier.

After Yuan Shao sent Zhang He, he sent another 1,000 heavy armor soldiers, 4,000 sword soldiers and 3,000 archers, a total of 8,000 people, led by Han Meng.

Han Meng is not very famous in the Three Kingdoms, but he has always won the trust of Yuan Shao, and he has not made a lot of contributions.

In the subsequent Battle of Wuchao, he was killed by Cao Cao's army.

If Zhang He's 3,000 light cavalry was to exterminate Mo Jiuli's gang of 'thieves', then the subsequent army was to take advantage of the situation to attack Lu Bu.

Han Meng looked at the corpses all over the field, the fish scale armor that was shining under the rain, and he looked at the mountainside to the left and right.

Huang Zhong led more than 20 elite archers, constantly sniping at the heavy armor soldiers who rushed from afar.

The arrows mixed with the rain broke through the air and hit the heavy armored soldiers, even if it was Huang Zhong's spiritual energy arrows, they only shot through one person!

Huang Zhong felt bad, made a move with his right hand, led the troops to shoot three arrows at the end, and then hurriedly retreated.

On the hillside in front, Mo Jiuli hurriedly mobilized his troops, and in an instant, five hundred shield soldiers shouted angrily and stood on the high slope.

In the middle of the high slope, the piles of corpses piled up high were like a city wall, blocking the advance of Han Meng's army.

Han Meng was no more than a few hundred meters away from here, and the arrows were constantly speeding in the air.

The fish rushed down and hit the Roman infantry phalanx used by Mo Jiuli, but it was painless.

I saw the shield soldiers on the high slope, the shields were held up and down in the two rows in front, and the Chinese army was so high that they were holding up the cards, and the boxy iron shields had almost no gaps.

Mo Jiuli's two fingers slid across the sword, and a spiritual aura sword qi shot towards Han Meng.

Han Meng was born cautious.

He had never seen this kind of attack before, but instinct told him that he couldn't take this attack!

He instantly turned over and dismounted, and stepped back, and the heavily armored soldiers behind him instantly made way of a passage.

After Han Meng entered, the heavily armored soldiers instantly raised the shields in their hands and firmly protected the phalanx!

"Boom!"

The sword qi hit the fine iron shield, forming an aura storm.

The surrounding rain is evaporated in an instant!

Several shields cracked, and the steel armor fell apart in an instant.

Mo Jiuli gasped, turned sideways, then rolled on the ground, and then rolled backwards again!

I saw that the dense arrows were all shot at Mo Jiuli's position just now, and one arrow after another was inserted into the soil, and a "low wall" was built in an instant!

Seeing this, Han Meng didn't have too much nonsense, and directly commanded the heavy armor soldiers to attack forward.

The heavy armor soldiers, neat footwork, neat shouts, echoed in the mountains and forests.

The ground shook, and each blow was like a heavy hammer, hitting the chests of Mo Jiuli's soldiers.

That momentum is too violent!

The sound of the beating and the fluttering of the military flag fluttered.

When the two armies were about to clash, suddenly a scream came from the hillside, and then there was an endless stream!

I saw a group of people suddenly appear on the top of the mountain on both sides, and they pushed the rolling stones and giant trees in front of them!

"Rumble!"

The boulder of a man high unstoppably crushed the trees, and on the steep cliff, one tumbled down, was touched by a small stone, and then broke away from the original trajectory and rolled down from the mountain wall!

The boulder was in the pupils of the heavily armored soldiers, constantly expanding, and then crushing it to pieces!

But the boulder didn't stop rolling, and it went on!

Roll down the mountain!

Six hundred heavy armored soldiers, who were still walking like a rainbow, suddenly rolled down the boulders on their wings, and they were caught off guard.

Left and right rows, hurriedly stopped, raised the shield in his hand!

The boulder rolled down and hit the fine iron shield, crushing it without surprise!

Then, one after another, huge logs fell!

Han Meng and the rest of the soldiers were shocked, and he glanced up at the front.

I saw Mo Jiuli standing calmly on the high slope, his face full of banter.

Five hundred shield soldiers, neatly placed in the Roman infantry phalanx, standing majestically on the high slope, like a high pine, the wind does not blow, the rain does not shake.

His heart was shocked, is this still a thief?

"It seems that General Zhang He's death is not unjust, but ......" Han Meng glanced back, and then pointed at the sky!

The commander of the catapult that came slowly from the rear immediately understood, and the boulders were loaded onto the catapult, and then knocked out by the catapult!

"Boom!"

The boulders in the sky smashed on the shield soldiers, instantly smashing them into a blur of flesh and blood.

All of a sudden, rolling stones tumbled down from the sky.

The earth moved, and the mountains shook.

Mo Jiuli's heart was dripping blood, he took a deep look at the mountain on the left, he squinted, as if he was not looking at the mountain, but ...... The other side of the mountain.

The five hundred shield soldiers in front of them soon died under the huge stones, and the stones rolled down the low slope behind the high slope, killing all the three hundred sword and shield soldiers below!

Mo Jiuli bit the mountain, and his chest rose and fell.

Three thousand people, who fought with three thousand cavalry before, although it was an encirclement, but the equipment and so on were inferior to them, and the five hundred pikemen were basically dead.

And at this time, another eight hundred, Mo Jiuli's fist was clenched tightly, he didn't pay attention, his nails sank deep into the flesh, and blood flowed out quietly.

Rolling stones and logs rolled down the high slope and flew in the middle of the road, screaming endlessly.

The summer rain comes and goes quickly.

It was pouring rain just now, and now there are only dark clouds left.

The two hundred soldiers on the left and right hills, after pushing the rolling stone giant trees, quickly picked up bows and arrows and quivers, shuttled through the forest, and went to the next ambush site.

And what about Huang Zhong and others?

Retreating towards the second line of defense.

Mo Jiuli took a deep look at Han Meng, and then retreated as well.

Rolling stones and giant trees, coupled with Yuan Shaojun's throwing stones, rolled in four ways on the high slope, and then collided together, blocking this road that was neither wide nor narrow in an instant!