Turbulent Times Chapter 229: Destroy the dead (3)
"Get into formation, everyone hurry up! The cottage has raised everyone for many years, and this is the day to watch!"
"Formation, war horses are afraid of spears. Form a strict formation and withstand them!"
"Hold on, hold on, the boss is looking at the brothers!"
"The head of the family has an order. Anyone who kills one enemy will be rewarded with ten taels of silver and two women."
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As the saying goes, there are three stakes for a fence, and there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. Over the years, the Shanghu officer has recruited some capable confidantes. Bite the bullet and move forward, forming an iron wall on the only way they must pass before their own defeated soldiers rush to the Chinese army.
"Whoosh, whoosh!" Before the two-hundred-man heavy armored battalion could stabilize the formation, the one-hundred-man sharpshooter battalion immediately behind them had already fired hundreds of feathered arrows into the air. The arrowheads made of refined iron reflected the flames, swept over a distance of about forty steps, and shot down a large area of the other cottage bosses who had retreated.
"Oops——!" "Mother—!" "Guy who lacks the virtue of eight lifetimes, where are you shooting?!" "Zhou Dongyu, Li Xiaolu, I will never end with you as a ghost!"
The sound of crying, questioning, and cursing alternated. The minions who were shot over in a pool of blood but did not die on the spot covered their wounds with their hands, and stared at the direction where the arrows were coming, eyes full of hatred. The other green forest heroes who retreated one after another were overwhelmed by the **** precedent and had to stop for a while, standing next to the bodies of the wounded and the dead, and shouting at the sharp shooting battalion in Feihuzhai.
There is still a long distance between Wang Junlin and his party's conical charge formation and the group that escaped the fastest. Behind everyone, there are also powerful Wubai Feihuzhai accomplices who can block the horseshoes of the opponent's cavalry. I thought I would be able to get out of danger safely tonight, but who would have expected that at the last moment, I would be murdered by my own family!
"The first 30 steps of the Heavy Armored Battalion, no matter whether it is an enemy or a friend, anyone who enters will be shot to death!" Zhou Dongyu, who is in charge of the Shenjian Battalion, is not at all moved by Pao Ze's death. He swung the steel knife fiercely and shouted orders.
"Thirty steps before the heavy armor battalion, anyone who enters will be killed!"
"Thirty steps before the heavy armor battalion, anyone who enters will be killed!"
"Thirty steps before the heavy armor battalion, anyone who enters will be killed!"
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The members of Feihuzhai Shenshe Battalion and Heavy Armor Battalion, under the leadership of their respective bosses, repeated loudly. At the same time, he vigorously swung the hornbow in his hand from side to side, signaling the retreating bandits to bypass their own army and disperse to the two wings for their lives.
It was definitely not what they wanted to shoot and kill the comrades in the green forest who retreated. But if these guys are allowed to continue to run around like headless chickens, they will impulsively attack the newly formed formation of the Heavy Armored Battalion. There is no suspense that everyone will lose this battle. Therefore, they can only choose the lesser of two evils!
This one-minded benevolence has saved the lives of many friends in the green forest. Huddled on the edge of the area covered by the feather arrows, the cursing minions, under the threat of death, quickly comprehended the hint of Feihuzhai. Turning around, while cursing the eight generations and the next three generations of ancestors in Feihuzhai, they sprinted to both sides.
"Shenjianying, draw the bow, forty steps ahead, get ready—let it go!" Zhou Dongyu still had that icy look. With a long sound, he once again ordered the archers under his command to pour out a rain of death.
This round of indiscriminate coverage only injured a dozen panicked people. Most of the rest of the green forest heroes, based on the principle that heroes don't suffer immediate losses, avoided their own army and walked around to the two wings.
In an instant, a large area was vacated in front of the phalanx of the Heavy Armored Battalion. The flow of people retreating here is automatically divided into two, which is more neat than the cloth cut by scissors.
Wang Junlin and his group of conical charge phalanx, who were closely following the rout, "rumble, rumble, rumble..." dragging and whistling, they charged into the last part of the Feihuzhai God Shooting Battalion. Good attack range.
"Forty steps ahead, get ready—let it go!" Zhou Dongyu took a deep breath, and issued the cover shooting command for the third time. With the lives of so many friends in the green forest, what he wants to exchange is this moment. At the moment when hundreds of eagle feathers roared into the air, he seemed to see at least half of the other party fall off the horse.
Compassion does not command soldiers. Only by being ruthless to one's own people can one deal more ruthlessly to the enemy. A salvo of a hundred archers is enough to shoot a death trap three feet long and half a foot wide at a distance of forty steps. Anyone who stepped into this trap, regardless of their skill in martial arts, would surely be shot by random arrows and die a miserable death.
However, all of this only existed in his past experience and current delusion. The hundred feathered arrows fell into the designated area as expected, and the width and length of the attack range also met his expectations. However, it brought no death.
The moment the feathered arrow flew into the sky, Wang Junlin shouted "Shield up!". All the guards on horseback quickly lifted up the shields straddling the horses, obliquely blocking their own heads and bodies.
"Du! Du! Du! Du! Du! Du!" The arrows fell like rain on a lute leaf, hitting the shield like a monk knocking on a wooden fish. The arrow was easily dialed aside by them.
The cone-shaped phalanx that was rushing madly trembled slightly after being smashed, and rushed past under the rain of arrows.
And their speed is actually extremely fast at this time, not to mention the blood-maned horse, to cross a distance of one foot wide, for the Dawan horse that has already increased its speed, it takes an instant of blink of an eye, and a hundred sticks break through the air and fly away. More than half of the incoming feather arrows shot into the open space. The remaining half were almost all blocked by shields, and a very small number escaped shields by chance, but it was difficult to hit the fatal parts of people and horses. After the arrow rain, only two unlucky horses in the entire phalanx were hit by arrows, and the rest were safe and sound.
Even if the two war horses may be following the blood-maned horse to charge, it may also be the natural nature of herbivores in the process of fighting against predators for tens of thousands of years. Will not leave the team. Instead, try your best to follow your companions and stay close!
"Pierce through!"
Victory is just around the corner. At this moment, everyone has confidence in themselves, as well as in their own Lord Wang Junlin!
"Boom, boom, boom..." The cone-shaped charging formation continued to move forward, as if the shooting of feathered arrows just experienced did not bring them any harm at all.
Thirty-five steps, thirty steps, twenty-five steps. The horseshoe, which was as big as a bowl, almost stepped on the head of the roadblocker.
"Raise the bow, shoot again! Shoot again, and then shoot yourself!" The voice of Zhou Dongyu, the leader of the magic shooting camp, has changed, and there is madness and panic in the cruelty.
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