Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

His hand suddenly pressed the trigger, and almost at the same time, the same sound came from the twenty chariots around, accompanied by the roar of the hand: "The enemy's distance, sixty paces!"

A shrill whistling sound pierced through the sky and headed straight for the cavalry on the opposite side. The knights in the front row were winding up their arrows and preparing to shoot the last arrow. Many of them hurriedly raised their heads, but only saw the last scene of their lives. , that is a crossbow arrow blowing in the face!

The sound of "Peng" and "Peng" came one after another, accompanied by a muffled groan, to the armored rider who shot the door and the chest. At a distance of sixty paces, even the fine armor could not stop the powerful crossbow Biao. Shooting, because you have to get up and shoot arrows, and it is impossible to crouch on the back of a horse as before so that the crossbowmen can't find their target. At this distance, the well-trained and experienced Jin army crossbowmen have already aimed. The target, a crossbow shot, there are no false shots.

The cavalry who flew out could even bump into the comrades who were charging five or six steps apart in the back row. Although only twenty crossbows were fired at once, they were killed and 30 armored cavalrymen who were knocked off their horses. Yu Ren's indomitable cavalry-shooting assault was also a little stagnant.

However, the rest of the armored riders in the front row let out a loud roar. They stood up from their horses, stepped on the stirrups, threw away the big bows in their hands, and raised the long lance.

The entire row of long lances, neatly tucked under the armpits of the knights in the front row, changed from a high position to a flat, straight-forward position when they pointed directly at the enemy in front of them. It fell in an instant, and what was even more terrifying was that it rushed towards the chariot with a huge full-speed momentum!

Above Yu Qiujin's chariot, the roar of the master and rangefinder soldier had begun to tremble: "Enemy, enemy distance, forty paces!"

Yu Qiujin shook the crossbow arm fiercely, letting the next crossbow bolt come forward, while controlling the direction of the crossbow arm's Wangshan Mountain, aiming at the enemy's armored cavalry that was moving quickly and assaulting, he shouted at the same time. : "Archer, shoot me, the fastest speed, free fire!"

Beside Yu Qiujin, Yu Qiuqi raised a small flag and waved it desperately a few times above his head. After three laps, when the order was finished, the whole person jumped up like a spring, and just like Yu Qiu Yuanzhi next to him, he shot violently at the enemy cavalry that had already reached about thirty paces.

The sound of "whoosh" and "woo" is incessant, and it has reached a very close distance. The bow and crossbow are in this position, enough to break through the armor hole helmet. Falling down, there are even knights in uniform who have been beaten to life. The person is already dead, but the corpse is still fixed with the feet in the stirrups, keeping the muscle memory and holding the lance, and continues to move towards the chariot that is only more than 20 steps away. Charge.

The sound of "whoosh" and "whoosh" sounded at the same time. Behind these armored riders who were charging at full speed, the second-line knights who followed at a distance of five to ten steps were still holding big bows and shooting into the sky. , Although there are companions in front of them blocking their direct shot, these extremely skilled archers, in the distance of dozens of steps, at what angle should they shoot, they have already formed muscles in countless times of usual training. In the memory, in the scolding of "Wu Er die", more than a hundred long arrows roared and smashed into the carriages of these chariots.

On the right side of Yu Qiujin's car, two of the three halberd hands who were still standing still jumped up on the spot. They held a round shield and waved it desperately. One helped Yu Qiujin to block the shot at him. When the arrows came, the other jumped to Yuqiu Yuanzhi and Yuqiu Qi's side, and provided cover for the two young people who had been drawing bows and shooting arrows.

In the space of thirty or forty paces, the arrows are like locusts, and there are elite soldiers on both sides. At this distance, even iron armor can't resist the piercing of sharp arrows and crossbows. There are as many as 20 or 30 cavalry, and there are still less than 50 cavalry still charging at Duan Lian. Many people have arrows stuck in the vital parts of their bodies. Even on the horses, there is blood where the arrows hit. Dripping, no one turned back, no one flinched, everyone opened their mouths, and the wind poured in fiercely from their mouths, and the lances in their hands had already found the target of the attack, pointing directly behind those baffles The masters of the roar made a shocking roar: "Wu-la!"

On Yu Qiujin's chariot, the halberdist who was swinging the shield beside him suddenly groaned and squatted down. His shield, with the shield and the hand in hand, shot an arrow through, the **** tip of the arrow pierced through. It penetrated his left palm, which made him sore that his teeth were chattering.

Another halberdist who was protecting Yuqiu Yuanzhi was affected by this, and the shield in his hand was a little slower. He only heard a "click", and an arrow was shot, directly from his right side. His temples penetrated, and he didn't even have time to let out a cry. He just slanted his body and fell to the rear. He fell directly from the back of the car without a bezel, and immediately fell into the smoke behind and disappeared. not see.

Yuqiu Jin gritted his teeth and roared: "Don't stop, keep shooting, Wang Wumao, prepare to fight with a halberd!"

The halberdist who had been lying down and never got up was named Wang Wumao, a 26 or 17-year-old man with a strong body. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ leaned forward, directly blocking about half of the space on the side of the car.

And Yu Qiu Jin shouted at another wounded soldier lying on the ground, "Li Lin, hold on, this crossbow will continue to shoot at me!"

As he spoke, he bowed his head and bent over, making two "swoops", two arrows flew over his head, and when Yu Qiujin got up again, he had already picked up a bright step in his hand, and he jumped into the carriage The front part, standing directly on the car board behind Yushou, with a flick of the long lance, with the wind of tigers and tigers, pointed straight ahead, and shouted: "Death to the thief Yan!"

And his roar was like a thunder in mid-air. Everyone in the car's eardrums were bulging violently, and it even made them feel that the world had become quiet for a moment, even the mountain just now. The tsunami-like sound of "Ula" can no longer be heard, only the sound of his own heartbeat can still be felt. Under this roar, the person in the car was instantly deaf, and the power of the battle roar was so terrifying!

The three cavalry rushing towards the chariot on the opposite side seemed to be shocked by Yu Qiujin's roar. The three long lances, originally aimed at the royal hand, turned in a different direction. Going to Yuqiu, accompanied by the roar of the hand: "The enemy distance, ten steps!"

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