"Shoot these Nikan~"

In front of Hu Biao, that is, the only entrance to the Tartar camp, a Tartar was in the numb scalp and yelled out of his mouth.

The voice of the thing was distorted under the command, and it was directed at the rapidly approaching wooden wall.

In this position, the Tartar archers, who numbered at least sixty people, pulled out their bows and began to shoot arrows at a rapid pace.

At present, it is only a distance of one hundred and two meters, with the precise archery skills they have practiced for many years.

With such a large target, there is no possibility of missing at all.

For a while, the AT and others, who were holding heavy shields in their hands and rushed forward, could clearly feel the dense sound of 'duang, duang~' in front of them.

After listening to it, it smells like rain hitting plantains.

Although AT knew that the thick wooden shield in his hand and the heavy arrows on the Tartar side could not be worn at all, that dense sound still made people's scalps tingle.

Even in the rain of arrows fired by the Tartars, there were many flaming rockets among them.

Fortunately, even if the heavy arrows of the Tartars could shoot through the iron armor of the Ming army at a distance of 50 paces, there was no way to shoot through such a wooden shield.

And the Tartars shot the rocket, just to see more clearly the Ming army rushing over, how big they were.

Now even if it is shot on the wooden shield, there is no way to ignite the wood that is still moist and vapor.

Such a result also made everyone behind the shield react, and their mouths were slightly relieved.

It's a pity that the Tartar side's strain is also quite fast, and after a round of arrows is fired, seeing that such arrows have no effect, they immediately make adjustments.

When Hu Biao and the others rushed to a distance of 150 meters from the Tartar camp. m

The Tartars adjusted the angle of their arms and arrows, and changed from the original direct shooting method to throwing them.

Under an incomprehensible Manchu command, a rain of arrows crossed an arc high in the air and landed in the charging crowd.

When I heard the situation above my head, it was very right, and the mouths of many netizens such as at and Xu Feng just shouted:

"The personnel in the back, raise their shields~"

Suddenly, behind the big wooden shield, as long as the person with the shield in his hand, immediately raised the shield above his head.

But even so, a group of netizens can still hear many extremely suppressed muffled hums in their ears, as well as the sound of their bodies falling to the ground.

In order to boost the morale of the soldiers and civilians, and after thinking of certain things, the idea of venting the complex emotions in his heart, AT immediately roared in his mouth:

"Leave those who get shot, don't worry about anything.

Rush, rush, I don't want to kill more people, everyone just keep rushing, the Xuange camp has no retreat......"

When they heard the name of 'Xuange Camp', which was deep in their memory, the old birds such as Xu Feng, Hu Biao, Wolf Qing, and Yang Dongli were instinctively stunned.

But then, he yelled out: "The Xuange camp has advanced and not retreated~"

In such a simple sentence, they gained an indescribably great courage, which made their steps more and more determined......

Saying! At a distance of 150 meters, with these mouths shouting 'one-two-one', how much time does it take for the soldiers and civilians to rush up?

Based on the experience gained during the day's training, Hu Biao and the others knew what it would look like in about half a minute.

A skilled archer with a Tartar often only takes 6 seconds to shoot an arrow, which is still aiming at the target.

In this case, the projectile of the arrow is hurried out by simply delineating a general range, and it takes less time, at most 4 seconds.

Of course, such a speed also belongs to the rate of fire after the explosion, and it cannot be maintained for a long time.

After a long time, the archer's arms become numb and sore, causing his speed to drop rapidly, or even the bowstring that cannot be pulled at all.

The problem is that the battle has only started now, and the physical strength and arm strength of the Tartar archers are not affected at all.

So when all the archers of the Tartars began to shoot in front of them, Hu Biao and the others really felt for a while, what is called arrows raining down.

******

With a sound of 'duang~', Xu Feng found that a heavy arrow thrown by the Tartar landed on his heavenly spirit cover.

Luckily, he was still wearing a helmet on his head at this time.

Or from a treasure in the modern plane, he spent more than 100 yuan to buy online, and then successfully brought over the high-quality helmet; Although the material is only stainless steel, it is enough to use in this year, and it is even quite strong.

Therefore, when this heavy arrow hit his helmet, it was directly bounced away.

It's a pity that the impact force generated in an instant still made his brain 'buzz~' all of a sudden.

At the moment when his head was a little dizzy, he couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him; I saw that in the light of the rockets that crossed overhead, I could see that on the face that rushed all the way behind me, there were no less than 20 people lying down.

And as time passed, every second someone fell from an arrow.

In addition to the unlucky ones who fell by the arrow, there are many people who are running, and their steps are already stumbling.

At that time, because in some part of their bodies there was one or more arrows of Tartar; But even so, based on their hatred for the Tartars, they still gritted their teeth and ran forward.

Among those who fell from the arrow, there were military households, ordinary people, old people, half-grown children, women and other identities.

But the largest number of them are still some people who are not wearing serious armor, and only wearing the kind of joking rattan armor.

They suffered a rather heavy loss in such a rain of arrows.

Seeing such a scene, Xu Feng's eyes turned red on the spot.

The reason for this is that in the battle plan formulated by Hu Biao and them, only 196 people without night blindness will be brought to join this battle against the Tartars.

But it's really time to assemble and get ready to officially touch and do it.

All the people who came with them, including those with night blindness who could have stayed away from this battle, men, women, young and old, silently followed the group.

They clenched their hands to the weapons of dung forks, sickles, hoes, kitchen knives, and large wooden sticks.

Although he didn't speak, the resolute expression on his face, and the scene where the back of the hand holding the weapon was already bulging because he was too hard was already bulging, already said it all.

Seeing such a scene, Hu Biao could only let them act together.

Special! This is not the banquet that Sui Fengdun originally set up, and you can enjoy a delicious meal in your mouth; This is to fight, to die, to participate in the battle of Echang that no one guarantees that he will not die.

When these people stand up, I'm afraid they have already been released.

Therefore, he felt that he had no reason to reject the strong belief that these people would risk their lives for their families and go to the Tartars to take revenge.

And the addition of these people also played a considerable role, so that the total strength of the current four directions rushing towards the Tartar camp reached a total of about 510 people.

Even in the other three directions, there were more than a hundred people.

Now there are about 390 people here with Hu Biao, shouting trumpets together, and killing towards the only entrance and exit of the Tartar camp.

Then again, the disease of night blindness in these people is actually not as scary as they think.

It is not to say that you will become completely blind at night, as long as you successfully storm the Tartar camp, there is a bright bonfire around, or under the light of the fire, your eyesight will not be greatly affected.

But Xu Feng never expected that these people would have such big casualties in the projectile of the Tartars along the way to follow them.

Instinctively, he wanted to shout out a 'Lao Hu' in his mouth, and the commander who planned to make them die on the street quickly thought of a way, and he couldn't continue to die like this.

However, after it came to his lips, such a sentence was replaced with:

"Alas, how far are you from the Tartar now?"

The main thing is that he thought clearly in an instant, and they have already thought of the methods they can think of, and they have arranged them one by one, and under the current kind of collision between the two sides without any fancy feelings, there is no other way at all.

They can only rush up, endure huge casualties, and rush to the place where the long-range weapons in their hands can exert their maximum power.

Then a guy erupted, beating the tartar and opening a gap at once.

Xu Feng's AT, who was a little in front of him, after hearing such a sentence, glanced at the front from the observation hole deliberately left on the shield.

The mouth replied: "About a hundred meters away." ”

"~" After Xu Feng cursed in his mouth, he could only continue to shout the number of 'one, two, one' in his mouth, and continued to move forward in the shield array that was gradually deformed.

And the depressed mood in his heart appeared in almost every netizen.

Even if they have been mentally prepared for a long time, it is too depressing to be beaten like this and not be able to fight back.

Miraculously, this has long exceeded the number of casualties in 10%.

Even if it was replaced by the border army of the Ming Dynasty, to this extent, it would collapse directly and flee to the rear.

But none of these rabble, made up of a chaotic crowd of soldiers, farmers, small craftsmen, theatre troupes, and housewives, fled to the back.

Even some of the personnel who could not get up at all after the heavy arrows fell to the ground still crawled with their hands.

Perhaps since they stood silently in the ranks with their weapons in hand, they put life and death on the line; If there was anything to regret before dying, it was not being able to kill a Tartar with his own hands......

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