Two terrifying intensive shootings knocked down the entire Zhao army and completely disrupted the Zhao army's formation. The first wave of survivors were the survivors of the previous wave. Suddenly, they suffered a series of blows. They all had a nervous breakdown, screamed, and ran back like crazy.
This group of people climbed up first, only ten or twenty steps away from the first formation. As soon as they were in chaos, they immediately disrupted the formation behind them. But at this time, the Zhao army's arrow rain struck again, and the Qin army all fell to the ground.
Meng Ao braved the rain of arrows and observed Zhao Jun. The Zhao army in the first line was originally in a slightly unorganized formation due to climbing the mountain. They were rushed by the random soldiers and were immediately scattered. The commander of the rear formation ordered the retreating soldiers to be killed and not allowed to escape. The first battalion quickly formed a formation to block the deserters' way and stabbed down the approaching deserters.
The Zhao army's arrow rain passed, and the Qin army stood up again. Meng Ao asked them to shoot on their own, and the Zhao army turned around and prepared to attack first. They basically had no formation and no defense. They stood there blankly and were shot down again in an instant.
The collapse of Xianden slowed down the pace of the attack and caused the archers to shoot many more arrows unnecessarily. In the end, under the joint attack of the Qin and Zhao families, all the Zhao soldiers fell: most were stabbed or shot down, and a few fell on their own initiative. At this time, the sun has begun to hang on the top of the west mountain.
The 1st Battalion, freed from the trouble of being first on board, resumed the attack. Meng Ao still used archery to indicate the direction of the archers' volley. Meng Ao was able to accurately discover major flaws in Zhao Jun's formation, and the directions he directed often brought huge losses to Zhao Jun. Different from the previous point-like losses, what Meng Ao brought was patchy losses, which were much greater than before in both physical and psychological senses. ——Furthermore, this was only caused by one arrow. In the past, the rain of arrows in the sky was usually caused by three arrows in a row.
Every arrow fired by the Qin army would trigger a retaliatory rain of arrows from the Zhao army, but the damage caused by the two was not the same. Almost every ten steps the Zhao army advanced, they were hit by a volley from the Qin army, creating a terrifying gap and having to stop and adjust their ranks before they could continue to advance. When the Zhao army advanced to fifty steps away from the Qin army, about thirty or fifty people had already been injured and left the battle. Everyone else was troubled by the Qin army's tactics of taking advantage of the loopholes, and had to double up on the lineup, slow down, and hide themselves within the protection of the shield as much as possible; the shield soldiers did not dare to be careless, and had to confirm each other's position at every step. There are no gaps. The archers in the back row began to rain arrows one after another without interruption, covering the advancement of the fighting soldiers.
At this time, the Qin army all lay down under Meng Ao's command, leaving only Meng Ao to hide behind the barrier and observe. Meng Ao seemed to have an innate sensitivity to the direction of the flying arrows. Any arrows that passed through where he stood were almost instinctively ducked by him. The soldiers behind him were all amazed when they saw it.
However, the wind does not end, and the violent shooting will not last long. The soldiers will eventually get tired, and the arrows will also be used up. After about five or six rounds of continuous shooting, the arrows were no longer so fierce, and most of the arrows could not hit the barrier. This was an obvious sign that the archers' physical strength was declining. In these five or six consecutive rounds of rapid fire, the fighting soldiers only advanced about ten steps; while the Qin army's barriers were almost filled with arrows, and the original color could hardly be seen.
Because they did not wait for the expected Qin army's shooting, some people stretched their heads to observe. Meng Ao has quick eyes and quick hands, and can shoot down a curious man with one arrow. Unexpectedly, he was the 500-man general of the camp. After he was shot down, no one gave the command, and the whole camp came to a standstill!
According to the plan, the second battalion advanced fifty paces behind the first battalion. The painful loss of the first battalion taught the second battalion a lesson. They took advantage of the slow movement of the first battalion and quickly reorganized their formations, reminding each other that they must not reveal any flaws. When the first battalion advanced to a distance of fifty steps from the Qin camp, the second battalion was already on the hundred-step line. In theory, it was within the range of the Qin army's bows and arrows. But the second battalion still dilly-dallyed, refusing to pick up the pace.
Zhao Meng was very anxious. The sun is about to set, and now the first battalion has stopped thirty steps away from the Qin camp, while the second battalion has never been able to make an impact and is advancing at a snail's pace. He asked the drummer to beat the drum faster again. From morning to now, Zhao Jun's drummer has changed to more than a dozen people.
Urged by the rapid drum beat, the second battalion accelerated its pace; but the first battalion was not so lucky. Their commander was hit by an arrow in the neck, the arrow penetrated deeply into the flesh, and the man fell to the ground, his eyes Close it tightly and the person will be unconscious. None of the hundreds of generals dared to make the decision: if the general was killed in battle, the entire battalion would be guilty according to military law. If we didn't ask everyone to be executed, there would be no way to kill them, especially the officers. So no one dared to make the decision to retreat. But I don't seem to have the courage to rush up. With such people crouching under the shield, they felt uncomfortable, their backs and legs ached, and the weapons seemed a lot heavier. Those who had been slightly injured in the previous battle began to ooze blood from their wounds. ——However, the Qin army just didn’t shoot arrows. No one in Zhao Jun dared to peek out to see what was going on.
Meng Ao also felt strange when he saw Zhao Jun huddled behind a ridge, motionless. This distracted his attention from Zhao Jun's second battalion. He had to find a way quickly to get them to take action.
He waved to a soldier and asked him to open the front camp door. The soldiers of the Qin army did not know what was going on and opened the camp gate. As the camp door creaked open, Zhao Jun, who had been shrinking, jumped up as if his hair was exploding. Some people rushed forward and some retreated. Meng Ao shouted: "Get up!" "Send!" A burst of arrows shot out, knocking down those who rushed forward and forcing them to run back. There were a few who rushed into the camp in shock, but they were swarmed by the Qin army, knocked to the ground and beheaded.
Zhao Meng painfully realized that his attack had failed! He ordered the pro-camp to follow quickly. The leader of the pro-camp seemed to know what Zhao Meng was going to do, and quickly stepped forward to stop him. Zhao Meng said: "I will go to the Qin camp in person. If there is anyone with me, please go!"
The leader of the personal camp held him tightly and said: "General, you can't do it!"
Zhao Meng said: "I, Mrs. Zhao, would rather live in secret? Since we have made a promise to be trapped in the camp, we must die next!"
The leader said: "I am willing to fight to the death to win the camp. I hope the general..."
Zhao Meng interrupted: "Are you all willing to fight to the death?"
Qinying raised his arms and said: "We are all willing to die!"
Zhao Meng said: "Beat the drums and go out into battle!"
The drummer beat the drum again, and the pro-camp formed a formation and moved forward in an orderly manner.
Shanxia's actions naturally caught Meng Ao's eyes, and his face was full of solemnity. The pro-camp attack undoubtedly relieved the pressure to capture Zhao Camp, but the premise was that he could withstand the attack of the three battalions.
He shouted to the back: "The generals of the Zhao army will fight in person, so you should fight bravely!"
A doctor who was crouching under the wall said: "It must be done!"
Meng Ao ordered the flag bearer to send out the flag, and the reinforcements in the mountain col were ready to attack!
Seeing that Zhao Meng's personal camp had come up, and the first battalion had been dispersed, the second battalion knew that they could no longer turn back, they would either die or win! Five hundred people gave an order, and everyone quickened their pace and rushed towards the mountain.
Meng Ao continued to use his arrows to indicate the direction where the archers should shoot. Zhao Jun's archers used excessive force in the previous wave of battles, but achieved little success. This time they were unable to provide long-range cover. Without the interference of the Zhao army's arrow rain, Meng Ao's command became more confident. He dispersed the Zhao army's formation with only three arrows, and then used one arrow to clear out a group of gathered Zhao army. The other Zhao army were completely in a state of skirmishing, without any trace. He rushed forward without any troops. While Meng Ao asked the archers to shoot down a few more, he ordered fifty spearmen to prepare in front of the camp gate. ——After opening the camp door just now, it was not closed again. When this scattered group of Zhao troops rushed forward twenty steps, the spearmen came out and overturned the disorganized Zhao troops one by one. But Zhao Jun was really brave and not afraid of death. He rushed to the wall and jumped into the wall without being provoked. Although everyone would be dealt with by three or four halberds, everyone showed no fear, shouted "kill" and rushed to the fire pit regardless of their own safety. Jump inside. By the time all the soldiers in this battalion were cleared, Zhao Meng's personal camp had already assaulted to a distance of forty or fifty steps from the Qin camp. And the arrow rain from Zhao Jun's archers also arrived as promised.
Meng Ao had no choice but to direct the shooting in the rain of arrows, while the Qin army's archers could only brave the rain of arrows to shoot at the Zhao army.
The pro-battalion's combat quality is not even a bit higher than that of ordinary soldiers. They can advance quickly without disrupting the formation. The gap that Meng Ao could find was extremely small, and the results of his shooting were not great. The archers fell down one after another under the rain of arrows.
Meng Ao finally ordered: "Raise the flag!" The flag-bearer who had been waiting for a long time waved a red flag again and again. The Qin army at the foot of the mountain began to circle out of the mountain col and attack Zhao Camp!
When the Qin army circled out of the mountain col, the Zhao army had already advanced to a distance of ten steps from the Qin camp. The spearmen in the Qin camp poured out from both sides. The Zhao army also divided its manpower to fight, and the main force attacked the camp with all its strength.
The brief confusion of the Zhao army's formation change was caught by Meng Ao, who fired a volley from a distance of ten steps, creating a gap in the Zhao formation. Then the bows and arrows retreated, and the fighting soldiers stepped forward.
Zhao Jun's shield soldiers jumped into the camp fence first, while Meng Ao directed the archers to shoot at the top of the camp fence, hitting many Zhao soldiers who climbed over the camp fence, and also blocked Zhao Jun's rapid entry, forming a chain reaction in the camp. A situation of more fighting and less fighting. But this group of Zhao soldiers are all very brave and skilled in martial arts. Although there are few people, they are not something ordinary farmers can deal with. Two or three people fighting one may not be able to win. When half of the Zhao army rushed into the Qin camp, Meng Ao saw that the Qin camp had begun to clear away the archers behind it. Someone in the camp shouted: "There is a Qin army behind us!"
One person shouted: "Just attack the front, don't worry about the back!"
Meng Ao followed the sound and saw a Zhao soldier with a fair face. Meng Ao ordered the archers to say, "Follow me and shoot!" He shot an arrow directly at the Zhao soldier. The Qin army's archers all shot at him, and he immediately fell to pieces. The crowd exclaimed: "Quickly save the general!" People around him rushed over, and Meng Ao fired another volley, knocking down another one. The people in the camp looked crazy, and they all launched a fierce attack, killing many of the Qin troops. They also discovered Meng Ao's role and shouted: "Kill the man holding the long bow!" Meng Ao threw down his long bow, grabbed a spear from someone beside him, and joined the battle group.
