The defenders on the city wall and the heroes of the rivers and lakes saw the Tartar cavalry rushing over, their iron hooves were clanging, and the earth seemed to tremble when they stepped on it, and everyone's faces couldn't help but change color. And these thousands of cavalry charged together, which was very different from the infantry of Sang Liangtian yesterday. The dust stirred up by the horses' hooves obscured the sky and the sun, and the cavalry had been enclosed in dust, and from the city there was only a vast yellow mass, and the position and face of each cavalryman could not be seen at all, and there was no way to aim and shoot arrows.

The cavalry of Duoyan Sanwei was extremely fierce, and in an instant, they had rushed to a position more than two hundred steps away from the city wall. The garrison in the city and Liu Yong were shocked by the opponent's attack, and they were terrified. Seeing that the enemy was about to enter the range of the bow and arrow, he was ready to give the order to open the bow and release the arrows. At this moment, the sound of trumpets was heard again, and the Tatar cavalry, shrouded in dust, suddenly began to shoot arrows. I saw that in a large cloud of yellow dust, countless feathered arrows were shot out in an instant. Like raindrops, it smashed straight into the city from the sky.

At this time, the Tartar cavalry was more than 150 steps away from the city wall, and it was a strong bow and a hard crossbow, and it was not easy to shoot at this distance. It was the garrison and Liu Yong who neither ordered the sniper to fire arrows, nor did they let the sergeants and Qunhao avoid the enemy's attack. Unexpectedly, the Tartar soldiers suddenly released their arrows in the middle of a rapid attack, and the range was far beyond everyone's expectations. I only heard the sound of screams incessantly, and dozens of soldiers and people in the city had been hit by arrows.

Only then did the garrison and Liu Yong know that the situation was not good, and hurriedly shouted loudly for everyone to avoid the rain of arrows from the Tartar soldiers. In a hurry, how could the people still care to listen to the orders of the two people? I saw that the city was in chaos, and some of the people were lying on the ground, some were hiding behind the battlements, and some of them were screaming and falling down from the city with several feathered arrows in their bodies.

In the midst of this chaos, the Tartars had already leapt within range of the bows and arrows of the defenders of the city, and swooped down on the gates.

Li Qiufeng hid behind a large pillar under the arrow tower, only to hear the sound of "crackling", and the big pillar was instantly filled with feathered arrows shot by the Tartar soldiers. He saw that a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect was hit by two arrows in the chest not far away, lying on the ground and rolling, he hurriedly pulled out his long knife, and while keeping dialing the feather arrows that came over, he ran to the side of the disciple of the Qingcheng Sect and dragged him to the arrow tower.

When he got out of the arrow tower, he heard the sound of horses' hooves, and the Tartar soldiers had already arrived in the city. It's just that the feather arrows under the city are still shooting, suppressing the defenders of the city and the heroes of the rivers and lakes so much that they dare not show their heads, and they can't fight back with feather arrows and rolling stones. Liu Yong's plan to use bows and arrows to block the enemy troops in the distance of the city wall failed before he could use them.

I saw that in the rain of arrows in the sky, the enemy's ladder had been erected on the battlements of the city wall. Li Qiufeng knew that it was not good, if these Tartar soldiers climbed into the city, although the martial arts of the heroes of the rivers and lakes were not weak, but what they experienced was nothing more than a fight between dozens of people in the rivers and lakes, and they were afraid that it would be useless in this battle array, and Yong'an City would definitely fall at that time. In a hurry, while wielding a long knife to protect himself, he ran to a battlement where the enemy had erected a ladder, and stretched out his hand to push the ladder away from the city wall.

It's just that after the Tartar soldiers set up the ladder, more than ten people under the city held the ladder hard. Although Li Qiufeng has deep internal strength, he can't take half of the advantage of fighting against these dozen or so Tartar soldiers with brute strength with the strength of one person. When he was about to stretch out his head to observe the situation under the city wall, the feathered arrows under the city kept shooting up, and he didn't dare to show his face at all. He was anxious, only to feel the trembling of the ladder getting more and more intense, and a moment later, a Tartar soldier suddenly appeared in front of Li Qiufeng, and the scimitar in his right hand slashed straight at the top of Li Qiufeng's head.

Li Qiufeng saw the enemy army landing on the city, and the long knife in his left hand flashed, and the head of the Tartar soldier was already flying in the air, and the corpse immediately fell down to the city. It's just that the enemy soldier just fell, and the second Tartar soldier appeared in front of Li Qiufeng again, still slashing at Li Qiufeng regardless of it.

In a matter of moments, Li Qiufeng had already killed four Tartar soldiers, but the fifth Tartar soldier rushed up with a shield on his head. I saw that he covered his body tightly with a shield, and Li Qiufeng couldn't kill him with a knife. He was about to use the power of his palm to shake the Tartar soldier to the city, when he suddenly heard an extremely terrible sound of feather arrows breaking through the air, and then a cold light flashed in front of him, and a feather arrow had already reached his face.

Li Qiufeng's heart sank, and he was not in a hurry to use a knife to split the feather arrow. In a hurry, his body flashed to the right, and the arrow flew straight to the left side of his face, and with a "click" sound, it was shooting on the wall of the arrow tower, and the arrow sank into the wooden board a few inches. The strength and accuracy of this arrow are almost to the most perfect state that the archer pursues all his life, and it is definitely not something that ordinary soldiers can shoot, but it must be a good archery master ambushed by the Tartar soldiers in advance, specially used to snipe the head of the defenders, in order to disrupt the command of the defenders and take advantage of the chaos to capture the city.

Li Qiufeng secretly said that he was lucky, but while he was dodging, the Tartar soldier with the shield in his hand had already jumped on the city, and slashed to death a sergeant who tried to stop him, and the scimitar in his hand was raised high, and a beastly scream came out of his mouth.

At this time, there were also Tartar soldiers jumping on the top of the city at several other battlements and fighting with the defenders and the heroes of the rivers and lakes. Li Qiufeng saw that the Tartar soldier with a shield was extremely fierce, although he was surrounded by three or four soldiers, he was not afraid, he used a shield in one hand to cover it, and brandished a scimitar in the other, and killed two more defenders in the blink of an eye.

At this time, dozens of Tartar soldiers had attacked the city, because they were afraid of accidentally injuring the Tartar soldiers who climbed the city, and there were many fewer feathered arrows from the city. Li Qiufeng had less scruples, flew forward, and slapped the shield of the Tartar soldier holding the shield. The Tartar soldier didn't know how powerful it was, and he wanted to use his shield to resist, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang", and Li Qiufeng's palm had already shocked the Tartar soldier to fly out, and it was hitting the battlement, and then it fell heavily to the ground. Four or five sergeants around him slashed and stabbed with knives and guns, killing the Tartar soldier in an instant.

After losing his scruples about feather arrows, the martial arts of the heroes of the rivers and lakes began to exert their power. In the blink of an eye, dozens of Tartar soldiers who had ascended to the top of the city were completely killed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the garrison ordered the defenders to smash the city with stones and logs. The Tartars could not hold it up, and when they were about to release their arrows, the archers at the head of the city had already rushed to the battlements and counterattacked with their bows and arrows. At this time, the Tartar soldiers lost the first move, and could no longer take advantage of the surprise attack to suppress the defenders of the city with bows and arrows, so they had to hold their shields in front of them to block the feathered arrows shot from the city.

Li Qiufeng took the opportunity to push out the cloud ladder at the head of the city. I accidentally saw Liu Yong standing next to a battlement, shouting to the heroes to shoot arrows under the city. I saw him wielding a long sword, and at first glance he was the leader. Li Qiufeng's heart sank, and he shouted loudly: "Mr. Liu be careful!"

At this moment, only a sharp sound was heard, and a feather arrow under the city had shot towards Liu Yong's throat. This arrow was as fast as lightning, Liu Yong thought that standing in the battlement, the enemy's feather arrows would not be so accurate, but unexpectedly, the person who shot the arrow had calculated the angle by himself, and this arrow was close to the edge of the battlement, straight to his throat.

Liu Yong wanted to use a long sword to cover it, but it was too late at this time, and at this critical juncture, a disciple of the Huashan Sect pounced on him and was blocking Liu Yong's body. I only heard the sound of "poof", and the arrow shot into the back of the heart of the disciple of the Huashan Sect, and the arrow protruded from the front chest.

Liu Yong hugged the Huashan Sect disciple and quickly retreated, until he was under the arrow tower, and then he put him on his side on the ground. I saw blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, his head hanging down, and he was already dead. Liu Yong's heart ached, and he called "Senior Brother Mu", and then he was speechless.

At this time, Li Qiufeng had already discovered the person shooting arrows under the city. I saw that he was wearing an iron helmet, heavy armor, and a rough face, and he was the commander of the three guards. He rode on horseback, forty or fifty paces from the wall, surrounded by more than twenty Tartar cavalrymen, shield-bearing, and protected him in the middle. He saw a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand on the bowstring, and he was scanning the city. Li Qiufeng knew that it must be this Shaobu who was plotting against him, this person was proficient in archery, and he hid behind and specially shot the head of the defenders in the city with a bow and arrow.

Inadvertently, Li Qiufeng and Shaobu's eyes actually met one. Cheng Qiufeng's long sword was returned to the sheath, and he snatched a bow and an arrow from the hand of the sergeant next to him, the bow was like a full moon, and an arrow shot towards Shaobu. This arrow is strong and powerful, and the momentum is amazing. Shaobu was also shocked when he rode on the horse. The guards beside him heard the sound of feather arrows breaking through the air, and hurriedly covered Shaobu Tuan Tuan with their shields. But I don't want to force the autumn wind, although the arrow is strong and heavy, the accuracy is far from good. I only heard a "poof" sound, and then a Tartar soldier who was more than a dozen paces away from Shaobu screamed, and his head was pierced by the arrow of Li Qiufeng, and he immediately fell from his horse to the ground, and died after a few struggles.

(End of chapter)