readx;? Chapter 8: Xiongguan (4)

"The fifth is all in place!"

"The sixth moves into place!"

"Seventh all move into place!"

"The eighth is moving into place!"

"The bed crossbow is ready!"

In response to the sound of flags, they sounded on the ice wall one after another. The newly arrived villagers www.biquge.info, under the leadership of the capital head and the ten generals, hid their bodies behind the arrow stacks and shields, and held the horn bow in their arms to warm up with their body heat.

Because they witnessed the whole process of the first round of competition, their performance was much calmer than the previous batch of robes. Even if there were already wolf tooth arrows falling in mid-air at this moment, the big guy did not panic, and no one jumped up and ran to dodge, or rushed to launch a counterattack without waiting for the commander's order.

This calm and calm posture made Lu Yongzhao, the newly replaced commander of the Youzhou White Horse Battalion outside the city, instinctively feel a trace of threat. Turning his head to the side suddenly, he shouted loudly, "Stop, stop all, you are not allowed to release arrows indiscriminately without Lao Tzu's order!" Lu Xuan, Lu Xuan, immediately bring the sword and shield soldiers to the front shield wall!"

"Obey!" his own brother, the deputy commander Lu Xuan agreed loudly, driving the sword and shield soldiers under his command to speed forward. In the blink of an eye, he walked to the front of the entire military formation. Immediately, two layers of wooden shields covered with cowhide were quickly erected, and a solid shield wall was built for his team.

This is not a new tactic, at least in the last round, it has been used by others. Seeing this, Pan Mei, who was standing on the ice city, was overjoyed in her heart, and pointed Ling Qi at the face of the horse closest to her, and ordered in a deep voice: "Tao Boyang, adjust the ballista, all of them are aimed at the center of the shield wall!"

"Yes!" Tao Dachun didn't say much, nodded vigorously, and then quickly arranged for people to adjust the bed crossbow. The sound of "squeaking" sounded on several horses' faces one after another. The bulky ballista was pushed by the villagers and slowly turned. The sharp crossbow blade glows with a string of cold light in the winter sun.

"Whoosh-" The Youzhou White Horse Battalion outside the city couldn't see the tactical adjustment on the city wall, and according to their own habits and tactics, they shot more than two hundred wolf's tooth arrows first. Clusters of sharp arrows or shot at the ice wall, sending white smoke in all directions. Or hit the shield with a monotonous and piercing crashing sound. A small part of it burrows directly into the human body, bringing a dazzling red.

The newcomers continued to hide behind their shields and ice-built arrow stacks, not moving at all. Even when the blood of their companions had been splashed on them, they forced themselves to pretend they were unaware. When the rain of arrows comes, they will only die faster by dodging indiscriminately! This is the experience they have summed up after observing the confrontation between their brothers and the enemy army at close range in the ice city just now. Before going to the city, it had been repeatedly reiterated by the leaders and ten generals in the team, so everyone carved the experience of blood into their bones.

"Squeak", "Squeak", "Squeak", "Squeak" The five-seater bed crossbow continued to adjust its direction, and the sound it made made the teeth of the people in the city sore. Pan Mei changed to another dark red corner flag and stared at the bed crossbow without blinking. Countless pairs of eyes were also fixed on the bed crossbow on the arrows, shields, and horses in the city, and the owner of the eyes was so nervous that he could barely breathe normally.

"Faster, faster, faster......" Before I knew it, someone was reading a voice from their mouth. Another wave of wolf-tooth arrows fell from mid-air, and several villagers who were trying to push the bed crossbow fell to the ground, and on the crossbow bed made of ash wood, several lines of plasma flowed slowly, condensing into ice in an instant.

Several villagers, who were hiding in a nearby position, ran forward, pushed away the injured robe, and pushed the crossbow bed again. Several villagers rushed to the faces of their horses with shields to protect their bodies. Dozens of archers pulled the horn bow hard, and at the same time looked at the order flag in Pan Meiqing's hand with their eyes. Pan Mei, a Chinese soldier who joined the army, gritted her teeth, her body trembled slightly, and she just refused to wave the order flag in her hand!

A third wave of wolf-tooth arrows flew up to the city, bringing more blood with it. The villagers put their eagles on their bows and stared at the enemy troops below the city with their eyes, but they still did not make any counterattack. They were waiting, waiting for the flag in Pan Mei's hand to be waved down. They were waiting, waiting for the brass flute they were familiar with. They are waiting, waiting for the perfect moment for revenge.

Finally, before the enemy troops outside the city could fire the wolf's fang arrows for the fourth time, all five bed crossbows moved into place. All the heads had the bronze piccolo in their mouths, and all the ten generals led their brethren to draw horned bows. All the ballista captains held their breath and raised a wooden hammer high above their heads......

"Ballista——, released!" Pan Mei roared and waved her arm, and the dark red order flag drew a colorful glow in the wind.

The "——!" crossbow commander smashed the mechanism with a wooden hammer, and five slender crossbow rods flew out in unison, faster than lightning.

"Archer——, release!" Pan Mei's roar sounded again, followed by a terrifying sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air. More than 380 angular bows, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, were fired at the same time, and the dense carvings were like hailstones.

"Boom!" the five bed crossbows were the first to reach the predetermined range, and three of them flew too high and skimmed over the opponent's head and disappeared. But there were still two of them, and they slashed fiercely into the center of the shield wall, smashing the seemingly strong shield wall to pieces in an instant.

"Papapa", "Papapa", "Papapa", hail-like feather arrows, at the moment when the shield wall separated, smashed down on the head, rolling up a cloud of bloody rain.

The Youzhou soldiers who were shooting arrows happily didn't have time to dodge at all, and they were smashed over a large area in an instant. The originally neat military formation quickly fell apart. The archers and shield-bearers, who were lucky enough not to be hit, stood in place, their eyes, their faces, their arms and thighs, their bodies, and their souls, all written in disbelief.

did not wait for them to recover from the panic, let alone wait for the commander to make Lu Yongzhao adjust his tactics. The second wave of eagle arrows flew down in the air, bringing more blood rain and creating more corpses.

"Raise the shield, raise the shield and move closer to the center! Sword and shield hand, raise the shield and move closer to the center!" the deputy commander made Lu Xuan suddenly regain his senses, turned sideways, and shouted at his brothers. A stray arrow flew silently, like a poisonous snake, and bit him on the neck, revealing cold "fangs" from the other side.

The deputy commander of the White Horse Battalion made Lu Xuan's body shake suddenly, his hands covered his neck, and plasma gushed out of his mouth, nostrils, eyes, ears, etc. With a panicked face, he stretched out his arm and stretched out to his brother Lu Yongzhao, begging the other party to save his life. Before Lu Yong could take care of his movements, his eyes suddenly went black, and the strength of his whole body disappeared in an instant.

"Little Xuanzi, little Xuanzi......" The commander made Lu Yongzhao's eyes split, waving the command flag and roaring loudly. Even when it came time to lead the team to attack, he still didn't think that the Xiang Yong on the other side could hurt himself and the arm he relied on under the protection of Tuan Tuan. And now, he suddenly realized a bloody fact. That group of villagers also knows how to kill, and the skills of killing people are extremely skilled.

"Shoot, don't give them a chance to breathe!" At the head of the city, Pan Meike didn't know what compassion was, and shouted loudly, waving the command flag in her hand with a "hula" sound.

The villagers drew their horned bows, and under the guidance of the piccolo sound made by the capitals, they shot the carved feather arrows in rows towards the Youzhou army outside the city. Outside the city, the performance of the Youzhou soldiers became more and more panicked, some of them fought desperately against the villagers under the rain of arrows, and the other part began to retreat in a panic. No matter how the ten generals in the team beat and threatened, they refused to stay where they were.

"Bed crossbow, bed crossbow, keep shooting! No need to change direction, smash their turtle shell!" Pan Mei didn't think about eating at all as soon as she made a move. Waving the flag, the bed crossbows continued in the same way as before.

Tao Dachun ran to the inner edge of the ice wall, leaned down and shouted. The people hidden in the ice city, under the command of Li Shun'er, shouted the trumpet and pulled the rope. The rope looped around the roller frozen in the ice wall, and at the other end was a thick rod on the ballista. The copper hook on the sliding rod hooked the crossbow string twisted by the cow tendon.

"Hey, hey, hey......" is neat and orderly, not slow.

On each ballista, three identical crossbows were pulled and slowly bent, slowly turning into three semicircles.

The deputy crossbow commander jumped forward with two village warriors, first hooked the crossbow rod with a trap to stop charging. Then he quickly removed the copper hook and separated the string from the slide rod of the upper crossbow. The crossbow raised its mallet high and smashed it down.

The mechanism jumped away, the semicircular crossbow arm quickly recovered, the three crossbow strings converged forward at the same time, and the slender crossbow arrows were sent down the city with a roar.

The two bolts flew too high and disappeared. A crossbow bolt flew too low and plunged into the snow several feet in advance. The last two crossbow arrows hit a shield at the same time. Pushing the shield and the Youzhou soldier hiding behind the shield directly into the sky, tearing apart.

The broken limbs and flesh fell one after another, smashing several other Youzhou soldiers nearby all over the body. Before they could open their mouths and exclaim, a row of carved feathers whizzed down the gap that the crossbow arrows had just created. Several Youzhou soldiers were each hit by at least three or four arrows, and they fell on their backs on the snow, and they were devastated on the spot.

The morale of the rest of the Youzhou army suddenly plummeted, and they scattered and retreated like a tide. "Pikemen, pikemen, come forward to supervise the battle!" the commander made Lu Yongzhao angry and anxious, smoked in his seven orifices, slashed down the two retreating people with his sword, raised his bloody horizontal knife and shouted loudly.

He hasn't lost yet.

Although the White Horse Battalion suffered a big loss, it was far from the point of collapse. Although the bed crossbow on the head of the city was so powerful, it could hurt at most two or three people at most with each fire. As long as the sword, shield and archers are reorganized, he will be able to turn the tide.

The pikemen of the White Horse Battalion, who had been placed a hundred paces away from the ice wall, lined up in a wide horizontal formation, strode forward, and pointed the tips of their spears at their own robes that had retreated. Everyone's face is full of unbearability and helplessness.

They didn't want to kill these brothers who were together all day, but they didn't dare to disobey military orders. I only hope that the sword and shield soldiers and archers who have retreated will understand their plight, and stop themselves, and do not try to ram the spear with their chest.

Their expectations were fulfilled. Maybe they were not used to losing battles, maybe they were afraid of the harsh military law, or maybe they couldn't let go of the dignity of men in their hearts, and the sword and shield soldiers and archers who were turning around and retreating stopped one after another and turned their heads to look back.

"All stand still, stand beside me, and regroup!" Lu Yongzhao blushed his face, retreated to a position about a hundred steps away from the city wall, took the flag painted with a white horse from his own soldiers, and stuck it at his feet. "Draw close to me, regroup, and press back again to pay the blood debt for the brothers who died in battle!"

He shouted extremely sincerely, and the tears that flowed from the corners of his eyes were already faintly red. However, the sword and shield soldiers and archers were only slightly stunned, and then they retreated at a faster speed than before, and everyone's expressions were as if they had seen ghosts, and they were inexplicably frightened.

"The whole team, move closer to me. Otherwise, don't blame the ruthless military law!" Lu Yongzhao was so angry that he raised his steel knife and wanted to make an example of him. The four pro-soldiers rushed up at the same time, pushed him hard, pushed him to a stagger foot, and the steel knife in his hand instantly slashed into a stone, and with a "dang long" sound, it split into two parts.

"You are looking for death! Lao Tzu will kill you alive!" commanding Lu Yongzhao pointed to his own soldiers and ten generals, and threatened loudly. The latter, on the other hand, turned a deaf ear to the threats, pushed him, and joined the retreating army.

"You, you, you, you all deserve to die! You deserve to be slashed by a thousand knives!" Lu Yongzhao struggled, cursing incessantly. But no one answered him, and the soldiers, like madness, lifted him up and ran away.

"You-" The curse stopped. The commander of the White Horse Battalion made Lu Yongzhao's body freeze in mid-air in the shape of a turtle of a camel stone tablet.

He saw that the pikemen, who had been ordered to block the rout, also began to retreat, turned around, dragged their weapons upside down, and crawled with their weapons. Soon, they dropped their spears and stumbled lest they should fall behind anyone.

He saw that a sword and shield soldier who fell to the ground was trampled by more than a dozen pairs of big feet one after another, and in an instant, it became silent.

He saw a team of Han country warriors, holding weapons in one hand and pulling ropes in the other, slipping down from the ice city. Caught up with a few Youzhou soldiers who reacted slowly and didn't have time to run far, and slashed together.

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