Daqin: Prince Wushuang, Flattening the Confucian School at the Start

Surabaya River.

"Quickly, line up!"

"The cavalry scattered to both sides, the pikemen moved forward and put their spears on the shield!"

"Don't be afraid, they only have a thousand cavalry at most, and the number is smaller than ours. They still can't play much role in such a small area!"

"As long as he can win the Daqin general opposite, he will reward one hundred thousand dollars regardless of life or death!"

"If you can't rush out, you and I will all die here!"

After all, he was a veteran who had followed his father Xiang Yan through the battlefield many times. After the initial panic, Xiang Liang still recovered a bit of strength and shouted to organize.

In order to speed up, Xiang Liang also organized a supervising team of dozens of people. As long as they charge forward without following the order, no matter who it is, they will be hacked to death!

After cutting down more than a dozen people in a row, the Xiang army who had originally scattered the sand group was finally regrouped and lined up again.

"Yes, it looks kind of like!"

"It's a pity that your knowledge of cavalry is already out of date!"

Ying Changfeng waved the horse in Ying Changfeng's hand, and the thousand cavalry that had been sprinting at full speed suddenly separated from the two sides.

"How can this be?"

"With such a narrow road and such a short distance, how did he steer flexibly in a charge without being thrown away?"

Xiang Liang's eyes were about to fall off.

At any rate, he was a disciple of Xiang Yan who had been in charge of hundreds of thousands of Chu Army. Although Xiang Liang was not good at cavalry himself, he still had a little research on the doorway of cavalry warfare.

However, no matter which cavalry, including the steppe men who grew up on horseback, the first problem in charging into battle was how to not fall off the horse that was charging quickly.

Once you fall off the horse accidentally, even if you don't fall to death, you will be trampled into flesh by the rest of the horses who have no time to adjust.

Therefore, even the Huns, when the cavalry charges in groups, actually need to open a considerable distance, and will always pay attention to speed and formation.

Before the time of desperation, he did not dare to sprint at full speed like the Changfeng Army.

The cavalry of various countries, including the Qin army, is far inferior to the prairie people in the art of imperial horses. When the army is engaged in battle, they usually play a secondary role in investigation and pursuit.

This is why Xiang Liang was not too afraid of Ying Changfeng's cavalry before.

But now in this real fight, the flexibility of the opposing cavalry is far beyond Xiang Liang's imagination.

However, Xiang Liang was shocked and even desperate, and it was still to come!

"Prepare, let go!"

Among the shocked gazes of Xiang Jun, hundreds of Qin Jun cavalry sprinted to a distance of about 300 steps (Qin Chao's one step is about 1.3 meters) away from Xiang Jun, and then they raised up high with a half-man crossbow in their hands. !

"Whoo!"

"Whoo!"

"Whoo!"

Hundreds of continuous crossbow arrows slashed directly through the void, and were thrown fiercely into the crowded Xiangjun army formation, bringing a patch of blood rain.

The distance of up to three hundred steps is already very reluctant or even out of reach for other crossbow riders, but for the improved version of the God Arm Crossbow drawn by Ying Changfeng, it is absolutely nothing to say.

With the thickness of a baby's arm, the penetrating power of a crossbow arrow that is more than five feet long is extremely amazing. It easily breaks the leather armor and even the wooden shield of the Xiang Army, and all the soldiers of the Xiang Army in a line are nailed to the ground!

"too frightening!"

"What kind of crossbow riding, the power is not worse than the siege giant crossbow!"

"And it looks like it can be fired continuously!"

"Even the shield can be smashed directly, how can it be beaten!"

"No matter what, let's run first!"

"But!"

"Nothing, but most of the people who supervised the team were shot to death. If you don't leave, it's really too late!"

Looking at the tragic death companions, all Xiang Jun soldiers had their scalp numb, and they didn't have much fighting will. They completely dropped to the freezing point, and even if they were timid, they started sneaking.

On the other side, the Qin Army’s cavalry, who had completely lighted up a box of crossbow arrows, retreated to the rear and began to reload. The hundreds of cavalry equipped with bows and arrows came forward in batches. They were about a hundred paces away from Xiang Jun’s Another round of bows and arrows were continuously thrown into Xiang Jun's formation.

Although the lethality is far inferior to the previous god arm crossbow, in terms of number, it is far beyond.

Within a short period of time, with the help of the sprinting power of the war horse, each Qin army cavalry shot at least ten specially made heavy arrows.

Since the destruction of the Confucian Mansion, Ying Changfeng has become the richest person in the entire Daqin. For Own's confidants, the equipment is naturally as good as possible.

These modified bows by Ying Changfeng and special bows and arrows made of fine iron not only make shooting more accurate, but also have extremely impressive lethality at a distance of 100 steps.

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