In the armies of both sides, the sound of war drums and horns echoed.

The guards of Yanmen Pass were already ready under the slope north of the pass, and as the drums echoed, their blood also boiled, and one by one the bed crossbows were opened, and the bowstrings were tightened, aiming at the Xianbei soldiers who were killing.

As long as they are within range, they will not hesitate to let go of the bowstring and destroy all the enemies they kill.

It's just that those Xianbei soldiers didn't know what the bed crossbow was, and when they saw that Cao Jun still dared to go out to face the battle, they all hesitated for a while, and then they all became excited, afraid that Cao Jun would not open the gate.

Now that the gate of the pass is open, wouldn't it be easy for them to break in!

What a bed crossbow was, they had never seen it before, and they didn't care.

Murong Mo said curiously, "What are those Han soldiers going to do?" What is the thing before the close? ”

Not only him, but everyone else looked ahead curiously.

As a single person, they are very confused.

But ordinary soldiers don't care about anything, and until they get other orders, they just rush forward and kill them.

"I don't understand!"

Yuwenpu looked back from a distance, studied it for a while, shook his head and said: "It should be some weapons, there are many skilled craftsmen in the big Han, and it is normal for them to have some special weapons, but there are many of us, what are we afraid of?" Just kill it. ”

Duan Rilu agreed: "That's right, pass the order, the soldiers in the front row, raise their shields and continue to attack!" ”

The order was handed down, and an adjutant general rode forward to deliver a message to the front army.

There are many of them, and there are tens of thousands of people defending Yanmen Pass, and if they want to break through those tens of thousands, they think that they are completely fine.

So, the Xianbei army continued to advance, and the soldiers in the front row quickly raised their shields one by one, protected them in front of the army, and went to Yanmen Pass to kill, and the archers in the back row buckled their bows and arrows on the strings, as long as they entered the range, they first hid behind the shields and threw them.

Shoot out at those Han guards.

"Shield?"

Seeing the actions of the Xianbei people, he couldn't help but sneer.

Can a shield withstand the bombardment of a bed crossbow?

No way!

Guo Huai and the others also wanted to laugh a little when they saw the shield, but under their gaze, the Xianbei people finally entered the range of the bed crossbow.

"Herald, do it!"

Guo Huai shouted.

The drums changed at this point, becoming more rapid and louder.

The soldier who was operating the bed crossbow below, seeing the enemy approaching, was about to make a move, and when he heard the sound of the drum, he did not hesitate to give the order to let go of the bowstring, and with a sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air, the arrow shaft of the bed crossbow shot towards the enemy.

Those shields shattered in response.

The Xianbei defense line was routed on the spot.

The shaft of the arrow penetrated deep into it, and the soldiers behind the shield were disemboweled, and the blood was very bloody, and the blood flowed all over the ground.

The entrails, too, were all over the floor.

After the bed crossbows in the front row were shot, the ones in the back row were pushed up, and the arrow shafts of the bed crossbows in the second row were quickly shot out, and the two rows of bed crossbows in the front and back were shot in turn, and the Xianbei people had not yet figured out what was happening, and many people fell in pools of blood.

Two rounds of shooting in a row scared those Xianbei people a little weak, and they didn't dare to push forward anymore, and even kept retreating, I was afraid that it was certain.

"This ......"

Seeing this, Duan Rilu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say next.

Isn't that scary?

Cao Jun's weapons were far more powerful than they could have imagined.

Murong Mo shouted: "Continue to advance, let the cavalry prepare, cut in from the left and right sides, and kill first regardless of everything." ”

Ranged weapons are strong, but they also have drawbacks.

As long as you kill the past and kill the close, the ranged weapon will lose its effect.

Murong Mo Hubao believed that as long as he sprinted over, he would be able to break through the resistance of long-range weapons if he fought hard.

The other two agreed, and the cavalry soon came out, cut in from both sides, and slashed at the bed.

When the Cao soldiers who operated the bed crossbow saw this, some archers immediately pulled their bows and shot at the cavalry, and some bed crossbows shot at the cavalry, suppressing the Xianbei cavalry for a while.

With the addition of cavalry, the Xianbei infantry moved quickly and continued to advance.

The two sides fought each other under the Yanmen Pass, and after pulling for a while, the distance of the Xianbei cavalry was getting shorter and shorter, and they were about to rush to the edge of the bed crossbow, and the infantry covered by the cavalry was also advancing rapidly, and if it continued like this, the distance was getting closer and closer.

Once it is close, the bed crossbow has no time to change the arrows, and it will be scattered and killed.

"Retreat!"

Guo Huai snorted.

Flags are waved and drums reverberate.

The soldier who operated the bed crossbow received the military order, shot the last row of crossbow arrows, and quickly retreated, through the slope, to the edge of the Yanmen Pass.

As soon as they retreated to Yanmen Pass, those Xianbei people were excited, as if they saw that the breakthrough was close in front of them, and they still screamed, and fiercely rushed to Yanmen Pass, wanting to take this opportunity to break through the gate of Yanmen Pass and then kill in.

"Put!"

On the edge of the closing door, an adjutant general shouted.

The soldiers pushed out a long wooden pole with wheels fixed to each end, and a sharp knife stuck in the pole, which they pushed down with great force.

The wheels rolled, and the wooden poles faced the steep slope, and the Xianbei soldiers rushed past.

The sharp knife inserted in the wooden pole flashed a cold edge, and soon collided with the Xianbei people in the front row, and many Xianbei people were inserted by the sharp knife on the spot.

Due to the difference in the terrain, the wooden pole hit the first batch of Xianbei people, and did not stop, and continued to roll down, the sharp knife with the rolling trend, and blood beads splashed.

"Run!"

Those Xianbei soldiers retreated in a hurry.

Many people died in an instant.

"Shield, top!"

A humble little leader snorted.

The soldier with the shield in the back pushed the huge shield forward in an attempt to block the sharp knife.

However, the next time it came down, it was no longer a sharp knife.

It's rocks.

The drop of the slope is still a bit large, and when the boulder rolls down, the momentum caused is also very large, knocking the shield of the Xianbei people apart, and it also crushes and kills many people.

Behind the boulders, there are those wooden poles.

Another wooden pole rolled down and impacted.

Some of the shields that were not smashed worked, but they were also bad, the sharp knife of the wooden pipe was on top of the shield, and with the tendency to roll down, it was actually pushed up, past the soldier holding the shield, and flew into the back.

Fallen among the soldiers behind the shield.

The sound of wailing and screaming echoed in the Xianbei army.

Before they could recover from it, Guo Huai ordered all the archers to draw their bows and fire a volley.

The rain of arrows came down from above, and with the momentum of coverage, it shot out against the Xianbei people below, and countless Xianbei soldiers fell under the rain of arrows.

The remaining Xianbei soldiers, who were still alive, no longer dared to approach, and retreated one after another, in a mess.

For a while, I didn't know whether to move forward or retreat decisively.