readx;? Chapter 11—The Rock (9)

"Boom!" "Boom, boom, boom!" After three rounds of feathered arrows in succession, the ballista at the head of the city finally began to fight back. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 A long crossbow bolt swooped down in the air, splashing snow and ice slag on the hillside more than two hundred paces away.

The Condor Shooters were taken aback, and the rhythm of their attacks suddenly stopped. Soon, however, they found themselves unscathed, laughing maniacally, aiming at the city, and drawing their horned bows again.

Although the power of the ballista is huge, the accuracy is not satisfactory. And the loading process is very time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it can't be fired in half an hour. The accuracy and frequency of the horn bow are completely dependent on the ability of the opener. With sufficient arm strength, a well-trained condor archer can shoot an entire pot of arrows at the target with a dozen snaps of his fingers. (Note 1)

In the blink of an eye, a cloud of blood mist floated up on the ice wall. The unsuspecting soldiers of the Xiang Yong and Huyan families were taken by surprise, and they lowered their heads and dodged around. The Youzhou Condor Men outside the ice wall unceremoniously pushed the battle line forward from about two hundred paces to another fifty or sixty paces, until they could no longer find a suitable foothold, and then dispersed again and continued to pour deadly eagle feathers towards the city.

"Fight back, fight back!" Tao Dachun finally organized a group of brothers, shielded by the battlements, and launched a series of arrows at the enemy troops outside the city. However, the bows in the hands of the villagers are mostly one-stone bows, and the strongest is only one stone and a half, and the quasi-head is too far behind the other party. The feather arrows shot in a hurry either flew only ten steps before they completely lost their strength, and in vain they rubbed out white smoke on the ground. Either barely reached the range of one hundred and forty paces, but was at least five feet away from the target, and failed to achieve any results other than to startle the Condor Shooters.

"Whew!" Zhao Erde, the leader of the condor archers, sneered and struck a stray arrow that "passed" near him with the tip of his bow, grabbed the shaft of the arrow, shook it, and then put on his bow arm and shot an arrow back at the bearded man on the ice wall.

"Grandpa be careful——!," Hu Yanyun exclaimed loudly, picked up a shield, and quickly blocked in front of his father. The eagle feather arrow hit the center of the shield, making a crisp sound of "popping". The huge impact pushed the shield back again and again, hitting the tip of Hu Yancong's nose.

"Uh-huh-" Rao is strength has been dissolved by his daughter's arm, and Hu Yancong is still smashed into tears. Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, for a while, the nostrils are full of mixed flavors.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, how are you......" Hu Yanyun's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly turned his head to check his father's injuries. Hu Yancong pushed him away, pointed at the Youzhou Condor Archers outside the ice wall and roared, "Grandma's, it's endless! Who has a three-stone bow, get a three-stone bow for Lao Tzu! See if Lao Tzu doesn't shoot him!"

The three-stone strong bow is used by ordinary brave soldiers to exercise their arm strength, and is usually not used in actual combat at all. So for a while, where can I find it? In Guo Xin's hand, the vermilion lacquer bow he held looked like a barely hard bow. However, Guo Xin was reluctant to give it to anyone, and turned a deaf ear to Hu Yancong's shouting.

"Borrow me and use it is not bad, don't be so stingy!" Hu Yancong has never been a reasonable person, and he shouted several times but did not get a response, so he simply rushed to Guo Xin's side in three steps and two steps, and grabbed it.

Guo Xin still has injuries on his body, and of course he is not his opponent. In the blink of an eye, he was pushed into the wall behind the battlement, and the vermilion bow immediately changed hands. Hu Yancong grabbed three more feather arrows, added them to the gap between his left fingers, got up, drew the bow, loosened the strings, "swish", the three feather arrows came out in succession, and in mid-air, three dazzling lightning bolts were drawn.

"Good—" The minions cheered in unison, all proud of their big boss's marksmanship. Soon, however, their cheers were stuck in their throats. One by one, they blushed and drooped their heads, eager to find an ice hole to drill into. ，

Three carved feather arrows, lined up in a zigzag shape, roared and pounced on the enemy, at first, it was indeed amazing. It's a pity that the three mouths of the character are getting farther and farther away from each other, farther and farther away, flying and flying, going up and down, each in one direction, and finally the collective is nowhere to be found!

"Grandma's, I don't believe that I won't shoot you!" Hu Yan Congrao was thick-skinned and felt that his cheeks were hot. snatched a full quiver from the waist of the villager next to him, mounted one feather arrow after another, and shot at the target repeatedly.

Since he was shot through the chest by Yang Wushu a few months ago, he has worked his archery skills. The best horn bows were broken four or five times, and the targets made of willow wood were shot seven or eight times. However, it is clear that six or seven out of ten arrows can be hit in ordinary training, but in actual combat, he is embarrassed again and again. Seeing that a pot of arrows was almost finished, the record was still zero. On the contrary, the attention of many condor archers outside the city was attracted to him, and they kept firing cold arrows at him. smashed the wall where he was hiding and the ice slag flew around.

"Give it to me!" someone bent his waist and quickly rushed forward, snatching the vermilion lacquer bow from Hu Yancong's hand.

Hu Yancong was furious, and he opened his mouth to greet the other party's wife. However, the swear words came to my throat, but I swallowed them back into my stomach decisively.

It was none other than his own son Hu Yanzan who snatched the vermilion lacquer bow from him. I saw the latter's waist continue to slide forward along the ice wall for a few feet, and he suddenly stood firm, turned around, drew his bow, and let go. All the movements were done in one go, and the three-foot-long eagle feather arrow flew down the city like lightning. Immediately, one hundred and thirty paces away, there was a dazzling red. (Note 2)

"Ahh Blood spurted out along the junction between his chest and neck, staining the surrounding ice with a thick and long mark, which was particularly eye-catching in contrast to the pure white around him.

The incident happened suddenly, and both the enemy and the enemy had no mental preparation in advance, and they were all stunned. Several wolf's tooth arrows, which were supposed to fly towards the city, deviated from their destination one after another, either soaring high into the air and then falling abruptly, or hitting the ground and hitting the corner, splashing clouds of weak smoke and dust.

Na Huyanzan seemed to be accustomed to creating surprises for everyone, and without pause, he "swished" two more arrows, putting a Moya Condor Archer and a Murwei Condor Archer on the ground, rolling back and forth with his hands on his stomach. The bright red plasma was like a fountain, spraying on the ice for a while, staining it red, and then rising high against the sky.

"Okay, General Huyan's divine shooting!" At this moment, all the minions and villagers on the city finally reacted, and they all leaned out from behind the ice-cast battlements or wooden shields, and cheered loudly.

Outside the city, how many people from Youzhou had suffered such a great humiliation? Suddenly, they no longer cared about attacking others, so they turned their bows in unison, aimed at Huyanzan, and fired arrows in unison.

It's a good Huyanzan, and he doesn't fight bravely with the enemy at all. Bent down sharply, his body disappearing behind the battlements. The arrows that were fired at him landed in the air. Nothing but smash up more ice slag.

"Don't hide!" "If you shoot at the uncle, see who dies first!" "What kind of hero is a cold arrow hurting people!" "The condor shooters scolded, bent their bows and arrows, and looked around for Huyanzan's figure. However, Huyanzan seemed to melt, completely fused with the ice wall, and refused to show up for a long time. It wasn't until the archer's arm was sore and he had to let go of the bowstring that he suddenly stood up from behind another battlement not far away, and "collapsed"!

"Ahh The feather arrow has been carved from this person's left eye socket and penetrated through the back of the head.

The other condor archers of all clans were shocked and hurriedly re-drew their bows to fight back. But Huyanzan's figure disappeared again, making them sour in both eyes, and they couldn't find it.

"General Huyan, General Huyan, General Huyan......" The minions and villagers were greatly demoralized, shouting Huyanzan's surname in unison, applauding his marksmanship, and demonstrating to the enemy troops outside the city.

The eagle archers of various tribes outside the city were in a hurry, stopped the pursuit of Huyanzan, and resumed the cold arrow attack on the head of the city. However, whether they hit their target or shoot a feathered arrow, they could no longer hit the morale of the defenders.

More than two dozen bows, for nearly a thousand people, is too little. Moreover, after the defenders were prepared, every round of fire outside the city could not cause too much damage. Occasionally, one or two minions or village warriors are unfortunately hit by arrows, and they will be dragged away by the auxiliary soldiers who rush up as soon as possible, and whether it is screams or bloodstains, they will not become the focus of everyone's attention.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" Huyancong's figure appeared in a position in the western section of the city wall in the exact opposite direction of his previous run, shooting two feathered arrows in succession. One was low, pasting against the ice, bringing up a thick white smoke. The other shot another opponent in the lower abdomen, sending him backwards and sitting down, covering his wounds with his hands, kicking his legs wildly, and "hissing" in his mouth at the same time.

The condor shooters outside the city walls did not dare to stay still and draw their bows, and ran from side to side with their legs open, lest they become the next target of a sneak attack. The smooth ice surface will soon be a miracle again. The group of Condor Hands slipped to the ground one by one, and their noses and faces were swollen.

The deterrent effect of the cold arrows shot at the head of the city was greatly weakened, and Zheng Ziming finally waited for the opportunity, waved the command flag, and loudly adjusted the deployment, "Get closer, those who can pull a hard bow of more than one and a half stones, or those who have a hard bow in their hands, move closer to my general flag!"

"There is an order for inspection, and those who can draw a hard bow and those who have a hard bow in their hands should move closer to the general flag. ”

"There is an order for inspection, and those who can draw a hard bow and those who have a hard bow in their hands should move closer to the general flag. ”

"There is an order ...... for inspection"

Li Shun'er took a few brothers with loud voices, tore open their throats, and repeated over and over again. lest the voice be quiet, and the people in the city and the city will not be able to hear the order clearly.

With their full assistance, soon, more than thirty powerful hard bows were gathered under the general's banner located in the center of the ice wall. Sixty or seventy good bowers from Lijiazhai and Taihang Mountain also volunteered and gathered around Zheng Ziming.

"Come, let's shoot in two waves, in turns! Three arrows per person, aimed at the position I pointed at with the command flag, and change people after shooting!" Zheng Ziming quickly divided the brothers into groups, and at the same time explained the combat requirements in the shortest language.

The villagers were well-trained and quickly understood his arrangement. The minions from Hu Yancong's subordinates were also first-class elites, and although they hesitated slightly, they quickly chose to obey.

More than 30 brethren who had been given a hard bow stood against the battlements of the nearby ice wall, their feathers and arrows wound, and waited intently. Zheng Ziming quickly glanced out of the city a few times, suddenly raised the order flag in his hand, and slammed it in one direction, "One hundred and fifty steps, the big man in front of the left, shoot three times in a row!"

"Collapse"! "Collapse"! "Collapse"! "Collapse"...... , the sound of the bowstring, instantly resounded. More than thirty hard bows shot three waves of feather arrows at the fastest speed, and rushed to the same target one after another.

"Ah——!" At the target, the leader of the Youzhou Condor Shooters, Ba Ximi, let out a short exclamation from his mouth, and then turned into a big hedgehog. Four feet away from him, another marksman was also struck by the pond fish, and was hit by three feathered arrows that missed the target at the same time, and he was killed on the spot.

"Substitution!", "Substitution!", "Substitution!", "......" On the ice wall, excited shouts rang out. The archers, who had not had their turn before, stepped forward one after another to snatch the horned bows from the hands of their leading companions and wound them with arrows.

"Straight ahead, to the right, that guy with a fox tail under his hat, shoot!" Zheng Ziming found a target again and ordered decisively. In an instant, the sound of the bowstring rang out again, and dozens of feathered arrows flew up, rushing towards the same area in unison, taking the life and soul of the target.

Outside the city wall, the eagle archers fought back with their bows like crazy, and sent the wolf's tooth arrows to the city. In terms of accuracy and the power of their attacks, every feathered arrow they shot far exceeded the number of arrows fired from the city walls. However, they were surprised to find that they could no longer take advantage of anything.

With the cover of ice walls and shields, the defenders were able to easily avoid the attacks of the wolf's fangs. Dozens of feathered arrows fell in the same direction outside the city at the same time, and almost every round could cause casualties among them.

What made them even more painful was that the ghostly marksman had seized the opportunity again. While they were shooting at the defenders of the city, they decisively launched a sneak attack. Four arrows in a row, hitting two of them. The level of threat is no less than the accumulation of dozens of hard bows. When the Youzhou Condor Archers clearly distinguished the priority of the threat and adjusted their attention to him again, this person simply hid neatly, and resolutely refused to show his head no matter how noisy the shouting and scolding outside the city was.

"Boom!" "Boom, boom, boom!" The five bed crossbows placed on the city wall were also re-engaged in battle under the command of Tao Dachun. This time, the crossbowmen have learned to be shrewd, no longer aiming alone, but trying to concentrate as much as possible and greet the same target.

Because of the lack of accuracy, this round of shooting still has no achievements. But the white smoke smashed out by the crossbow arrows was thick and long, earth-shattering. The eagle archers outside the city instinctively ran and dodged, and the wolf tooth arrows shot out became more and more substandard.

"Mingjin!" Han Kuangmei, who was watching the battle on the mountain road, gritted her teeth and gave an order.

Two of the three Condor leaders were killed in the battle, and half of the thirty Condor Archers were killed. If the fight continues, it will destroy the morale of the enemy army, and it is difficult to say how much morale will be left on his side. It is better to quit the army and go to the camp to regroup, so as to wait for revenge in the future.

"Dashuai—" Han Zhuo took a half step forward, trying to dissuade him. However, seeing the cold gaze around him, he decisively held back the words of persuasion back into his stomach.

"Let's let him run rampant all night! Tomorrow's army has enough spirits and will definitely set foot in this village, and no buds will be left!" How could Han Kuangmei not know what Han Zhuo was worried about, so he waved his arm in a pretended manner and shouted loudly.

"Stepping on this village, no human buds will remain!" "Stepping on this village, no human buds will remain!" "Stepping on this village, no human buds will remain!" "The surrounding pro-soldiers, comprehending, opened their throats and shouted loudly in unison to strengthen their own military courage. However, although their shouts were loud, everyone's eyes showed a lot of confusion.

Even the most brave and skilled condor shooters have never taken the slightest advantage from the other party, is it really easy to step on this village?

No one can tell them the answer.

On the mountain beam, the ice-cast city wall condensed into one with the whole mountain, like a huge bluestone.

The wind can't blow!

Lightning strikes do not break!

Lei Lei Panpan, worry-free, and fearless!

Note 1: According to Buddhist theory, 20 bullets are 1 pre-1, 20 pre-1 is 1 pre-1, and one day and one night are 30 pre-1. So a snap of a finger is seven and a half seconds

Note 2: Regarding the range and range of the Angular Bow, it is usually difficult for ordinary archers to shoot at targets at a distance of 100 paces. So in most cases, more than fifty paces away, the generals will choose to shoot, relying on the coverage density to make up for the lack of accuracy. Sharpshooters, on the other hand, are at the top athlete level, and can attack opponents from 200 paces away, accurately hitting targets 100 paces away. It is recorded in the history books that Genghis Khan had a famous archer who could even shoot the head of a horse at a distance of 400 paces (600 meters).