The two sides walked dullly for a while, Fang Yingzhi only felt that the figure on the other side was becoming more and more clear, the equipment of the people at the front of the rogue militia was obviously not good, they only wore cotton robes, held wooden planks as shields in their hands, and most of them had weapons in their hands, but obviously it was not this configuration here, there was no armor, so that the archers would lose the battle if they shot, but they walked forward firmly, although their formation was not very neat.

The two armies are opposite, the distance is eighty steps, there are three trombone sounds behind, Wu Chuanyu's team of crossbowmen out of the line, and the archer team went forward together, in the middle of the queue, the archers also trotted past Fang Yingzhi, not long after, Wu Chuanyu's front was full of three rows of people, none of them were wearing armor, Zhang Jiayu Wu Chuanyu agreed that it was a waste to put armor on the archers, they put on armor, but it affected the speed, in order to save armor, they did not wear armor, but the crossbowmen in the killer team were armored.

Fang Yingzhi saw a person, it was Fang Xianfa, the carriage driver of Master Fang, although this person was just a carriage driver, but because he drove for the master, his status was usually quite high, no one dared to offend him, I saw that he was also a bow captain, and he was directing his subordinates to take the arrows from the pot, and they were all pinned in their hands, and they didn't pick up the bow.

After the rows of people stood still, it affected Fang Yingzhi's vision, he couldn't see the crowd of wandering militia in the distance, there were a lot of wandering militiamen, and he could see that there were cavalry behind them, and countless smoke and dust were raised behind their formation, and the momentum was huge, surging over like a tide.

When they reached the range, the militia on the opposite side began to shoot arrows, they did not have a unified archer, they were all mixed in the flow of people, and they drove to this side, and they did not release arrows in a unified way, while walking, when they reached a certain distance, they stood, and they began to shoot upwards.

Those arrows flew in the sky, like small black shadows, bringing "woo" sound, and then fell to the ground, Fang Yingzhi saw that the arrow shot from the opposite side fell not far from him, an arrow in front of him, the tail of the arrow was still vibrating, it was a birch pole arrow, it seems that it was captured from the hands of officers and soldiers, because this type of arrow branch Fangjiazhuang also bought a large number of them, and later Wu Chuanyu saw it, thinking that these arrows made by the Ministry of Engineering were too light, and the power to break the armor was insufficient, Wu Chuanyu also urged the craftsmen below to create a batch of new heavy arrows, which were specially equipped for the crossbowmen to shoot opponents wearing chain mail.

The opposite side shot forward while moving, Fang Yingzhi began to see casualties, a non-armor-piercing archer in front of him let the opposite side shoot an arrow in the neck, he covered his neck and shouted, not much into him lay on the ground, twitching, blood flowed all over the ground, the arrow of this birch pole has a barb, can not be pumped after shooting, just now the archer wanted to pull out the arrow that hit the neck, he jerked, the barb will cut the blood vessel, if you are shot by this arrow, you should immediately break the arrow shaft, first leave the arrow in the body, and then find a way to take out the arrow。

The other party kept shooting arrows, those birch pole arrows fell from the sky with a "whine" sound, the tail of the arrow crossed a white trace, these arrows flew into the sky very slowly, but the fall was very smooth, not long after, Fang Yingzhi added a few more wounded people, but most of the arrows were nailed to the open space, so that the riverbed has a lot of scenery.

Fang Yingzhi was very worried, why didn't his own people fight back against the other party, seeing that the other party had already reached a distance of eighty steps, at this time it still didn't seem to have the intention of raising the bow, an archer was too nervous to take out the arrow, and a soldier of the overseer team behind him immediately slapped him and didn't let him open his bow immediately.

Seeing that the other party had advanced within sixty steps, Fang Xianfa raised the flag in his hand, and the archers who had been waiting for a long time stretched their bows at forty degrees, and the crossbowmen behind them opened their bows at forty-five degrees, and they shot farther, so they had to raise them higher.

Fang Yingzhi only heard the "gurgling" sound made by the compound bow tire, countless bows opened, put on the arrows, and pointed forward, the archers all left feet forward, right feet behind, the body was in the shape of a drawn bow, and the crossbowman put the crossbow on his shoulder, supported it with his left arm, and pulled the trigger with his right hand.

Fang Xianfa suddenly waved the flag in his hand, and at the same time shouted: "Shoot"

Hearing the "whew", a black shadow flew into the sky, and Fang Yingzhi felt that the sky seemed to be dark, because there were too many arrows, covering the sky.

Without waiting for the first wave of arrows to fall, the flag waved again, and immediately the archers fired a second bow, and the crossbowmen behind stepped on the arrows on the crossbow with their feet, and they were slower to shoot the arrows, so they did not require synchronous shooting.

The second wave flew into the sky again, and then began to open the third bow, Fang Yingzhi looked over from the human wall, and the figure on the opposite side fell a large piece, and their screams could be transmitted to this side, because the Fang soldiers used a salvo, so the density of the fall greatly exceeded the scattering method of the wandering militia, and the distance was close, and the person who was shot was more seriously injured, Fang Xianfa constantly changed the angle of the bow according to the instructions on the Zhuang wall, sometimes thirty degrees to the west, sometimes fifty degrees, and a large group fell down every time it fell, the wandering militia screamed, they were not injured and stepped on the injured people, because they had already reached the riverbed, so if there were stones on the riverbed, I wanted to hide behind the stones, Fang Yingzhi saw that several rogue militiamen were desperately lying behind a big pebble, they were lying around the dead and wounded, and the blood covered the shallow flowing water for a while, Fang Yingzhi saw this, and couldn't help but wonder why the river was so shallow, but now they didn't have time to think about it, because they were about to meet each other.

In front of Fang Xianfa waved the flag six times in a row, and when the last second wave of the flag, individual shooters had no strength to stretch the bow, the strength of this bow was about 200 catties, and they shot so many times in a row, they were almost exhausted, and they had to stop for a while before they could start the next salvo, and the next shot must not reach six arrows, even after resting, the strength could not reach the original level, this level, in fact, was the level after training, Wu Chuanyu trained them, as long as they shot five arrows in a row.

The golden horn sounded for a short time, and when the archers heard it, the rear team turned to the front team, passed through the middle of the killer team, and went back, and the crossbowmen also interspersed back into their own team, Fang Yingzhi looked in front of him again, and only saw the corpses of dozens of archers who were killed by the wandering militia in front of him, and his eyes were covered with birch poles, and farther away were the wandering militiamen who were rushing, some of them were wounded, but they still moved forward.

The drum behind suddenly "dong dong" sounded, making people boil as soon as they heard the blood, this drum is urging the soldiers to come forward, so the fight is very urgent, the force is great, hearing this drum, so the soldiers stand in unison and shout loudly: "Kill." "With the shield man in front, the spear in the middle, the gunner and the palladium boring hand following, and the big stickman, the short soldier, and the crossbowman behind, more than twenty teams of killers lined up in two rows and took the initiative to attack the enemy.

Fang Yingzhi's killer team was in front of him, Fang Yingzhi took advantage of the absence of the Governor team and glanced at the back, followed by Fang Yingchen, who followed behind his third killer team, but their reaction was obviously slower, and they seemed a little confused.

The killer team began to trot, the iron pieces in the cotton armor and the stones on the riverbed rubbed made a "clacking" sound, more than a dozen killer teams trotted together and rushed towards the scattered wandering militia on the opposite side, from the front, the momentum was very amazing, the front was full of opponents wearing armor and shields, the shields were painted with many terrifying patterns, and fierce beasts such as tigers and bears, they opened their mouths wide and rushed towards the wandering militia.

Wu Chuanyu was on the wall, for such a perspective, he was extremely satisfied, the salvo just now suddenly made the other party's morale fall to the bottom, looked at the level of the rogue militia on the opposite side, he began to suspect that he could defeat the rogue militia without agreeing with Zhang Jiayu, last night I interrogated a few prisoners, it is said that there are still hundreds of elite armor soldiers, Wu Chuanyu and Zhang Jiayu did not dare to look at each other, worried that the other party was all elite armor soldiers, the method of water accumulation upstream was based on the premise that the other party was all elite armor soldiers, if you can defeat the opposite side of the flow militia head-on, without releasing water impact, then it is better, because the risk of releasing water impact is extremely high, if your own troops let the other party entangle, as soon as the water is flushed, then it is all over.

Wu Chuanyu looked at it, and saw that the killer team at the front had already connected with the militia, and Fang Yingzhi's third killer team especially dared to fight and rushed to the front.

Fang Yingzhi held a flag gun, standing in the middle of the front, four shield hands outside, Fang Yingzhi saw a tall and strong man from the gap in the shield, holding a big knife, there were still a few gaps in the knife, rusty, the big man was not wearing armor, he bravely squeezed past a few companions, and rushed to the front of Fang Yingzhi's third killer team, he roared, and rushed over excitedly, followed by a few rogue militiamen who followed up, among them there was an old man, who was actually holding a spatula, and they shouted: "Eat big households." ”

They didn't have any formation at all, and rushed in front of Fang Yingzhi.

No need for Fang Ying to order, in the middle of the shield, several spears stretched out like electricity, Fang Yingzhi saw the buttocks of several members of his side, because the assassination action body had to lean forward, so he looked at their buttocks, there were a few screams outside the shield, and then several gunmen took their bodies back, Fang Yingzhi saw the blood on the head of the gun, it seemed that it was killed, the big man threw himself on the shield, his hands were bloody, his body was forward, and he wanted to borrow a little strength on the enemy's shield, but this team of short soldiers immediately stepped forward, and the single knife waved below, the big man's legs were broken, Fang Yingzhi saw a pair of bloody hands under the shield waved a few times, and then did not move。

Fang Ying stepped forward to watch, and saw that there was also a shield on the opposite side, that shield was also a big shield, the one that could protect the whole body, not much lighter than the shield of the killer team, behind this shield bowed to avoid a few rogue militiamen, and a person was holding a shield and pushed forward, Fang Yingzhi conditionally shouted: "Stick hand." ”

Zheng Xingxing stepped forward, he put the knife and stick on his shoulder, and when he got behind the shield man, the rogue militia was using the shield against the third killer and his big shield, and the gunner didn't kill these homeless people with a few shots.

The shield hand of the wandering militia rushed inside, and he hurriedly stabilized his body, but Zheng Xingxing had already gone down with a stick.

Hearing the "boom" all of a sudden, the shield plate cracked, the rogue militiaman's hands were shocked with blood, he could no longer hold the big shield, the shield fell from his hand, turned over, several gunmen and palladium hands at the same time: "hey" sound, together, from both sides of the kill, several people who rushed in were shot, the killer team's shield has closed the shield.

Liu Huanan is also a gunman, he didn't kill a homeless militia with one shot, that homeless person is the old man with a shovel just now, Liu Huanan can't bear to do it, this old man is also alert, he was not killed in the first wave, and now he rushed in, but he was shot.

Liu Huanan still wanted to say something, the old man screamed, holding the gun that stabbed him, and shrank back hard, Liu Huanan showed an unbearable look, but at this time Zheng Xingxing came back to his senses, and suddenly went down with a stick, the chain head with a heavy wind, hit the shoulder of the old man, the old man's bones made a gentle "click" sound, and the shoulder was half shorter, and then a gunman stabbed the old man's right waist again, and then kicked again, the old man fell down and died.

From Wu Chuanyu's point of view, the killer team was extremely successful, killing back waves of homeless, the homeless people seemed to be numerous, but they always tried to shake the entire killer team with their own strength, and they all died under the cooperative killer team. The battle line stopped, and Wu Chuanyu knew that it wouldn't be long before they would retreat, and then it would be time for him to order the hunt and kill.

Wu Chuanyu turned around and said to a few Jianghu guests beside him: "You don't need to light the fire, you don't need it." These dozens of Jianghu guests who took refuge in Fang Juren also went into battle, but they were individual stragglers and followed Wu Chuanyu's side.

Suddenly, a straggler beside him exclaimed, "Hu Daxia, look." ”

Just as the homeless people were about to retreat, a group of elite soldiers in double armor appeared behind the homeless people.

This team of people is killing a team of killers on the left of Fang Yingzhi, just now Hu Haima looked at the formation, and saw that among the more than ten killer teams in front, this team performed the worst, and it seemed to be the team with the most combat power.

This is the ninth killer team, captain Fang Yinglong, they did not pursue, Bao is in place to maintain the formation, kill a few waves of wandering militia who pounced, seeing that no one pounced again, Fang Yinglong also planned to stick in place, their team lost many people last time, and now the cooperation is very rusty, but the displaced people's combat skills are worse, which makes them not make any mistakes, among the more than 20 killer teams, they are not the worst, the worst teams are behind them, Wu Chuanyu has already taken care of the teams with poor combat strength in the platoon position.

After the shield bearers of their team were knocking back a few stragglers, and after the palladium hands killed a few of the wanderers who pounced on them, the wanderers in front of them scattered in a hurry, and the next round of drums followed, and the whole army advanced to chase and kill each other, and now the other party was already in chaos.

But suddenly, Fang Yinglong felt that something was wrong, because the wandering militiamen who had just run back suddenly began to turn back, and charged this side again, their expressions changed, they gritted their teeth, and their faces were full of hatred, Fang Yinglong didn't know what was going on, so he ordered the shield pistols to prepare, and the two crossbowmen flashed out, and shot crossbow arrows again before the other party could impact again, nailing the several wander militiamen in front of them to the ground.

With a "boom", several rogue militiamen actually hit the shield with their unarmored bodies, and the gunners behind inserted a small hole in the shield and nailed them to the shield, and then the big stick hand stepped forward and smashed the head of a homeless person with a stick.

The shield was closed, pushing forward, Fang Yinglong suddenly saw a group of elite soldiers in armor appear behind this group of people, they all looked calm, and rushed towards the two killer teams on their side, they rushed forward while slashing and killing those homeless people who ran backwards, if anyone ran slower than them, they would go down with a knife, all the homeless people didn't want them to be hacked to death, and struggled to squeeze over this side.