In order to maintain the flexibility of these shield soldiers, they were wearing slightly lighter leather armor, which may be able to resist the stray arrows a little in the city's offensive and defensive battles, but in the face of the arrows fired by the cavalry at high speed, they did not play any protective role at all, and were instantly pierced by the arrows.

However, these soldiers with iron spears were relatively much better, except for a few who were directly hit by arrows in the head and face, the rest of the iron spear soldiers were neatly formed.

A smile appeared on Toruman's face, such casualties were completely within his plan, and he had not sent these pikemen to the frontal battlefield before this battle.

The soldiers armed with spears, each of them were fully armoured, and their helmets were also very strong, how could they be afraid of such arrows? In a while, the spear warriors were surrounded by arrows, but there were not many wounded, and some warriors even stretched out their feet and trampled off the arrows that fell to the ground.

From the time of its formation, the combat phalanx of these pikemen had already thought of this trick of the Belu cavalry, and the armor on each of their warriors had excellent defensive performance, and it was impossible to shoot through the front part of the scale armor unless the opposing cavalry fired arrows within thirty meters. In exchange, the soldiers paid the price of loss of mobility, and once they entered the position, they were like turtles, and could only move at a very slow pace, but the situation in front of them certainly did not require them to move much.

Frank Lampard, who was at the back, couldn't help but frown.

The other party actually prepared such thick armor for the soldiers in the front row, obviously already determined to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and the victory or defeat of this battle was either for the cavalry to break through the opponent's wall made of steel, or to smash it headlong on the opponent's defensive line. Fortunately, I got the help of the Northern Army, otherwise, the outcome of this battle is really different.

Since the cluster of arrows cannot tear through the enemy's defenses, the only way to do this is to use a powerful impact. If they were able to move quickly in such heavy armor, the Noahs would be monsters. As long as a gap is opened, the enemy's front-line defenses will all collapse.

"Williams, give the signal to the trumpeters, stop going around in circles, rush forward!" Lampard whispered.

The herald immediately blew the horn.

The cavalry, who were galloping on the grassland ahead, gathered their formation again, regrouped in the open space a few hundred meters away, and then rushed straight towards the position of Noah's army. This time, the Belu cavalry formed a triangular attacking formation, like a whistling arrow, towards the middle of the pikemen, and stabbed straight at it without hesitation.

"Ready!"

In Noah's position, all the squad leaders who were commanding on the front line shouted at the same time, and they also knew that the Beilu cavalry was really going to attack from the front this time!

"Crossbowmen ready!"

Behind the heavy shield soldiers and pikemen were crossbowmen with their bows drawn, their arrows slightly raised, creating an angle from which they could shoot arrows over the heads of their comrades in the front row. Their eyes were deep on the galloping Belu cavalry. The sharp arrowhead was also snapped into the bowstring. Just wait for the commander to give the order to release the arrow.

"Put!"

Seeing that the Belu cavalry was about to enter the firing range. The commander of the crossbowman camp immediately gave a loud order.

Whoosh ......

A series of bowstrings rang out, and Noah's warriors neatly loosened their bowstrings.

Dense arrows were shot into the sky. The sunlight was temporarily cut off, and the earth became a little dark, which further set off the atmosphere of Xiao and killing.

The arrows shot into the air, then turned upside down and fell on the galloping Belu cavalry like raindrops from the sky.

Puff puff......

There was a deep sound constantly, and in the thunderous sound of horses' hooves, it was particularly harsh.

The Belu cavalry who were shot fell to the ground one after another, and many of them fell headlong to the ground and were thrown out hard. Even if you don't get shot, you will be killed by the huge impact force caused by inertia. The horses that fell to the ground, as well as the corpses of the personnel, tripped over the companions behind, so more Belu cavalry fell to the ground. In some places, there were even large pieces of it, like a snowball, dozens of cavalry were all mixed together, screams and moans were mixed together, and the painful neighing of the war horses was constantly heard, and life and death were uncertain.

Many of the fallen Belu cavalry were crushed on the spot by the horses' hooves, and the scene turned into a dark red meat sauce. The flying horse's hooves carry the meat sauce out of the earth, or step deep into the earth. There were also people who struggled in pain on the ground, or were pulled by the horses that continued to gallop, and continued to slide forward, dragging long traces on the ground, and they screamed in pain all the way until they died of their breath.

"Put!"

In the Noah's position, the shouts of the commanders were heard again.

A rain of arrows from the second row was fired, and more of the fallen Belu cavalry fell.

A series of fallen Belu cavalry blocked the path of the companions behind them, disrupting the neat ranks of the cavalry. Quite a few of the Belu cavalry had to make a detour to the side, increasing the distance to reach their destination, and some were forced to slow down the speed of the attack so as not to trip over their fallen companions in front. In this way, the frantic impact of the Belu cavalry was slightly harassed, and the overall impact decreased.

Frank Lampard sat on horseback and watched the battle on the front lines of the battlefield with cold eyes.

The crossbowman's killing of cavalry, all this is completely predictable, he has commanded the Second Army for so many years, he treats the enemy fiercely, and treats his own people even more ruthlessly!

Tens of thousands of cavalry troops are charging in batches according to echelons, Lampard's eyes unconsciously fell on the cavalry of the Northern Army at the rear of the team, the same war horses, these war horses are covered with thick armor, it can be said that they are armed to the teeth, even the mane of the war horse is much thicker than their war horse in the Death Sound, and the fierce fighting in front does not seem to have the slightest impact on them.

Frank Lampard suddenly had a strange idea in his mind, if he could command such a force, then in the Fjords of Death, there would be absolutely no general, absolutely no legion, would be his opponent.

Frank Lampard smiled self-deprecatingly, dispelling the somewhat ridiculous thought in his mind. His attention was quickly focused on the frontal battlefield.