readx;? Chapter 12: The Boy (5)

"Ahh Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info However, they didn't care about the piercing pain at all, turned over, turned around and rushed to the front of the team.

Hit by an arrow, you may or may not die. The ten generals who were overseen in the battle were slashed, but it was impossible for them to live again. The account was simple, and the sharp blade that was close at hand made their minds quickly regain their senses.

Under the persecution of the capital head and the ten generals, the Youzhou archers regained their strength, hid behind their shields, and drew their bows to shoot at the defenders at the head of the city. The soldiers carrying hay on their backs also rushed up from the back row. Continue the hay along the previous road, one foot at a time towards the ice wall.

On the ice wall, the villagers who had regained their composure, under the command of Zheng Ziming, kept pouring arrows outside the city. Their aim is very average, but they are better at being neat and orderly. Almost every round of arrow rain fell, and more than a dozen Youzhou soldiers could be put down. The results of the Youzhou Army were much worse. The eagles that shot at the head of the city were either blocked by the ice wall or deviated from the target, and less than 10% of those who could really make a contribution were less than 10% out of ten.

"Move forward, move forward, raise your bow, don't let go of arrows, listen to Lao Tzu's orders!" Seeing that the villagers of Lijiazhai were fighting more and more, Hu Yancong's face couldn't help but feel a little hot. also learned from Zheng Ziming's example, organized the brothers with horned bows under his command, and launched a counterattack outside the city, "If you want to shoot, shoot together." Look at Lao Tzu's hands, Lao Tzu will shoot wherever he points out!"

"Yes!" the heroes agreed in a haphazard manner, and they leaned their bodies against the battlements, and raised their horned bows into a semicircle. In terms of archery, they asked themselves that they were definitely not under the surrounding Xiangyong, but the damage caused to the enemy was far from that of Lijiazhai Xiangyong. This made the heroes very embarrassed, and they held their breath to catch up.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......" Rows of sharp arrows flew down from the ice wall, splashing strings of blood mist in the ranks of the Youzhou army. The hay path on the hillside quickly turned red, and the blood on the ice became more and more messy and glaring. However, the Youzhou army outside the ice wall seemed to be crazy, turning a blind eye to the imminent death.

Forced by steel knives and protected by shields, they held the hay and advanced towards the ice wall. The cycle repeats. The avenue of hay is stretched and extended, and every foot that is extended forward costs a corpse.

On the ice wall, the townsman standing in the front row pulled the bow and stretched his arm weakly, and he was not allowed to put down the horn bow, and then retired. Another platoon of villagers approached the battlement in the direction of their retreat, picked up the horned bow, and put the carved feather on the bowstring. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......", noisy and earnest, played the music of death.

"Substitution, substitution, hurry up if your arms are weak, don't be reckless. Hu Yancong screamed and screamed, completely forgetting himself. "I changed the other brothers first, and then I changed back when I had enough strength!"

is older than Zheng Ziming, has more qualifications than Zheng Ziming, does not belong to each other, and does not owe the latter too much favor. Therefore, in front of the latter, he can always relax very thoroughly. Unlike in other places, you should always pay attention to your boss's face and your own image.

The heroes of the green forest also learned the appearance of the village warriors and took turns to fight. After every ten arrows he shot, he handed the horned bow to the robe behind him, and retreated to the inner side of the city wall to recover his strength. The unfamiliar tactics made them inevitably a little nervous during the implementation process. But in addition to being nervous, I faintly felt a hint of tacit understanding and relaxation.

In the tense process of shooting, the pace of time quietly accelerated. The figures on the ice wall were intertwined back and forth, and the figures outside the ice wall were one after another, and blood gushed up under the wall like a fountain, splashing huge red flowers in the air. The sundial moves, and life withers like spring flowers.

Time is lost in an endless, repeated process of taking arrows, drawing bows, and letting go. The flowers of death approached the city wall step by step, and through the "war of attrition" with the defenders, the Youzhou people finally paved the hay road to within twenty steps of the city wall.

Suddenly, the wind stopped and the sun was shining.

The sound of the drums also stopped, and the soldiers of Youzhou who were rushing to death one after another under the ice wall were stunned, and then rolled back like a tide.

Several commanders of the Youzhou Army standing in the back row personally waved their flags and stepped forward to respond, regrouping one hundred and thirty paces away. The tide of retreating people gathered again under the banner of recognition, formed a team, lined up, and changed weapons. Then, he turned his face to the ice city again.

"Knock knock, knock knock, knock......" The sound of the drum suddenly exploded, and the ground shook. A frantic roar erupted from the throat of the Youzhou soldier, stepping on the road paved with human blood and hay, and rushing towards the ice city again. On the giant shield covered with iron sheets, hideous faces were reflected.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!" The bed crossbow at the head of the city was the first to attack when the enemy army stepped within a hundred paces of the ice wall. Thick crossbow arrows whizzed into the crowd, carrying strings of stump flesh. However, the tragic death of his companion could not wake the Youzhou soldiers from their madness. With shields in hand, horned bows and spears on their backs, they continued to gallop along the freshly paved hay path. In every pair of eyes, madness is written.

Seventy paces, the villagers at the head of the city began to rain arrows, one after another, creating more corpses outside the city, dyeing the hay road redder.

Sixty steps, the heroes of Taihang Mountain also began to draw their bows and shoot, carving feathers in rows, and smashing out clouds of blood mist in the attacking team.

Fifty steps, Huyanzan, Huyanyun, Tao Sanchun...... , many archery masters at the head of the city let go of their bows and arrows, and found out the obviously well-dressed guys in the Youzhou army team separately and sniped them one after another, and blood flowed along the ice like a stream......

However, none of this could stop the crazy footsteps of the Youzhou Army. Stimulated by the sound of drums, instigated by low-level officers, and forced by steel knives, they squeezed their physical strength and courage to the extreme one by one. Stepping on the corpse of his companion, he continued to run forward, running, like a swarm of moths to a fire.

Forty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps......

The rhythm of the drum "Knock Knock" thrusts and then stops abruptly.

The battlefield was suddenly silent, and the moths that were fighting the fire stopped in unison. Looking up, he looked at the ice city close at hand, and there were blood marks on his hideous face.

Dozens of huge shields quickly closed in front of the team, turning into a wall of shiny battlements. Another row of feathered arrows flew down from the top of the city and smashed on the surface of the giant shield, clanging.

"Raise the bow-" "Raise the bow-" "Raise the bow-" Someone shouted behind the shield.

Hundreds of horned bows were raised, and hundreds of dark blue arrows were pointed at the head of the city at the same time.

"Knock, knock, knock!" the drum burst again, like a muffled thunder rolling through the air. Hundreds of wolf's tooth arrows flew out from behind the shield wall, smashing into the ice wall with white smoke billowing and blood mist steaming.

The drumming stopped abruptly again, and in the dead silence, the voice of the male duck of Hu Yancong was particularly loud.

"Bow down, bow down, lower your body as quickly as possible, and bow down against the battlement—" He bent over, moved his legs, and continued to run from the center of the ice wall to the right, patting his hands on every shoulder he saw along the way.

The soles of the boots, soaked in human blood, became cold and slippery. Suddenly, Hu Yancong's body shook, and he fell on a corpse with residual warmth. The next moment, he quickly jumped up and continued to run, flapping, tirelessly. The hands were also covered with blinding red.

"Lower your body, as low as you can. Archers, don't panic and look for opportunities to fight back. Shunzi, Shunzi, don't let the auxiliaries come up, go down, go down quickly, be careful of the feather arrows!" Zheng Ziming's voice also sounded, faintly with a little anxiety.

Rao was prepared in advance, and the last round of covering shooting of the Youzhou army also caused great losses to the city. Within a distance of twenty steps, the power of the Youzhou Army's wolf tooth arrows was almost exerted to the extreme. Temporary walls made of ice water and sand are not as strong as real walls. Many battlements were smashed by feather arrows, revealing the stunned faces behind the battlements.

"Knock knock knock!" the drum burst again, stopped, and the aftermath lingered among the mountains.

Another wave of feathered arrows struck from below the city, smashing the castle into ice and white smoke. More Xiangyong and Green Forest heroes were shot by feather arrows, screaming and falling soft. Those who were lucky enough to avoid the enemy's attack gritted their teeth and pulled their horned bows, sending rows of vengeful arrows down the city.

"Put up the shield, put up the shield to block the arrows!Plank, if you don't have a shield, make do with the plank!" Hu Yancong hoarsely gave everyone an idea. He has been fighting for many years in situations where the equipment is far inferior to that of the officers and soldiers, and he has accumulated enough experience. Soon, he found a way to fight against the Youzhou army's killing moves.

The townsfolk and the heroes of the green forest woke up from their nightmares, and found shields, planks, rolling logs, and everything that could stop the feathered arrows from near their hideouts, and blocked them towards the battlements of the ice wall. The battlement, which had been smashed by feather arrows, quickly regained its shielding function. A new round of wolf-tooth arrows broke through the air with the sound of drums, but they were blocked by obstacles, and their lethality quickly decreased.

"Straight thief, bastard, relying on the bows and arrows of the Khitan people to scare people, there is a kind of ...... you will do" Hu Yancong leaned out half of his body from behind a heavy wooden plank, and scolded while casting cold arrows outside the city.

"Be careful-" Zheng Ziming pounced on it with an arrow and threw it over at the head of the city, "There is a throwing gun outside!"

Before the words fell, hundreds of throwing guns were silently thrown into the air by the Youzhou army. He flew upwards for more than twenty steps, and then suddenly turned down.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang-" The shield and planks that had just been erected were chiseled apart by the spear. More throwing guns bypassed the shields and planks and smashed into the top of the ice wall in an arc, inflicting a large number of casualties on the defenders.

"Grandma, I'm not done with you!" Hu Yancong pushed Zheng Ziming away, pulled out a throwing gun from his side, and threw it out of the city with his backhand. "Today is either you die, or Lao Tzu dies!" While scolding, he pulled out the second and third branches and threw them at the top of the enemy's heads. Another row of wolf-tooth arrows flew to the sound of drums, and he quickly fell to his stomach and hid his body tightly behind the battlement. Before he could get up again, hundreds of throwing guns fell from mid-air again, smashing the ice around him, forcing him to stick his body as close to the battlement as possible, and not dare to look up.

Feathered arrows, row after row, endless.

The shield, on the plank, was quickly covered with feathered arrows, like frightened hedgehogs, "erected" thick white hairs.

Ice chips, mist, and ice kept falling from the battlements. The battlements, which originally looked impregnable, were deformed and thinned at a speed visible to the naked eye, so thin that the figures hiding behind them could be revealed.

Suddenly, a battlement in the center of the ice wall completely collapsed, exposing the two village warriors who were bending their bows to fight back directly under the eyes of the Youzhou army.

Dozens of wolf-tooth arrows followed closely in the air, shooting the two villagers backwards and rolling several feet backwards, and their bodies were dyed red.