A thousand crossbow arrows shot out in an instant were not conspicuous on the vast plain... but to the one hundred Song Dynasty imperial guards who had already rushed forward, it was really powerful!
The hundred generals of the Song Army who led the army opened their mouths in shock - there were only a hundred people on the opposite side, how could they produce so many arrows in an instant?
"Raise your shield..."
Before he finished speaking, thousands of arrows were fired!
The distance is too close!
But the imperial guards of the Song Army did not panic - although there were many arrows, there was nothing terrible about them.
If such a rain of arrows fell on soldiers without shields or armor, it would undoubtedly be a disaster... But the Song Dynasty imperial guards had thick shields and everyone wore armor. No matter how many arrows they had, it would only be a bluff. , causing no harm at all!
Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
Shield shattered! Armor piercing!
The slap in the face comes so quickly!
Before they could even blink an eye, most of the one hundred Song Army imperial guards were already casualties!
The hundred guards led by him rushed to the front, with seven or eight arrows pierced in their bodies in an instant! He lowered his head in disbelief... How is this possible?
How could there be arrows that could penetrate shields and armor in one fell swoop?
impossible! Absolutely impossible!
The hundred guardsmen touched their abdomen, and felt a cold sensation in their hands - looking at it carefully, they saw that those arrows were made of fine iron!
However, even if these arrows are all iron arrows, they should not be so penetrating...
A hundred people will turn around again, and a hundred aggressive Song Army imperial guards will die or be injured... Many soldiers will be pricked into a hornet's nest...
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Zhong Hua's body remained motionless, and a meaningful smile formed at the corner of his mouth.
The eight hundred soldiers of the Guards Battalion are all equipped with the latest iron repeating crossbows!
From the bow body to the mechanism, this repeating crossbow is entirely made of fine iron - it is so powerful that it cannot be wound by mere manpower, and can only be wound by a winch.
Therefore, the craftsmanship of this repeating crossbow is very complicated.
Moreover, the iron material that can be used as the body of the repeating crossbow must be the best thousand-forged iron... Not only is the cost extremely high, but nine out of ten made are scraps!
For places like the bow body, where materials are extremely tested, with current metallurgical technology, even the appalling thousand-forged iron material quality is actually not up to standard at all - we can only rely on mass production and eliminating 90% of the scraps. Fortunately, there are some usable repeating crossbows.
And because of the shortcomings of the material technology tree-the service life of these barely usable iron repeating crossbows is also extremely short.
Because of the above reasons, this kind of iron repeating crossbow, which Xiong Wuliang has high hopes for, cannot be deployed on a large scale in Quyang's new army, but the 800 Guards Battalion spared no expense to get a handful of them!
It costs a lot of money, but the lethality is also amazing!
At a distance of twenty or thirty steps, even an iron plate one finger thick can be easily penetrated!
The nemesis of heavy infantry!
Xiao Hei put down the heavy iron repeating crossbow in his hand and looked intently - the one hundred Song people in front had disappeared.
There were at least sixty or seventy corpses on the ground.
At such a close distance, there is no possibility of the shot missing.
The dozens of Song soldiers who were lucky enough to escape were all rushing from behind. Fortunately, their colleagues in front blocked the arrows with their bodies, and they only saved their lives.
Xiao Hei did not order the pursuit, but stood silently.
…
Eighty thousand noisy Song soldiers seemed to be strangled by the neck!
Silence!
I don’t know what kind of magic the Chu people on the opposite side used, so that all the Song army guards fell to the ground before they could get close!
Shock!
impossible!
The drumstick in King Yan's hand fell to the ground. His eyes were as wide as bells: "Impossible!"
The officials of the Song State were even more horrified - although they dared not speak out about some of Song Wang Yan's actions, they never had any doubts about the combat power of the imperial guards carefully built by Song Wang Yan!
result……
The more than 20 Song soldiers who had fled back in embarrassment were all in disbelief. They fled to the foot of the high platform, still unconscious: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
King Yan of the Song Dynasty took an iron arrow, hesitated for a moment, and then became furious!
"Trash! A bunch of trash!"
"One hundred people versus one hundred people, but they couldn't even kill a single Chu person!"
"I have devoted all my devotion to cultivating you, and all this training has been transferred to Quanzhi!"
"What use do you need!?"
One of the imperial guards from the Song Dynasty felt that something was wrong, and quickly protested loudly: "Your Majesty, please spare your life - it's not like we are incompetent, the bows and arrows of the Chu people are really too evil!"
Song Wangyan was furious!
"How dare you quibble!"
"After the Chu people have finished shooting their arrows, why don't you dare to pounce on them and fight them hand to hand?"
"Obviously still greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"All the bosses! The bosses!"
More than twenty guards who had just escaped death begged loudly for mercy and kowtowed repeatedly, but to no avail. The livid-faced Song Wangyan waved his hand, and no one dared to persuade him.
The guards who had escaped back were pinned to the ground, and more than twenty shining iron swords were swung down, splashing blood - the guards who had escaped back died with their eyes open.
Eighty thousand soldiers of the Song Dynasty were as silent as cicadas, and no one made a sound.
King Yan of the Song Dynasty was still angry. At this moment, the messenger of the Chu army came on horseback again and said loudly: "Your Majesty! My master said - just now, the Chu people have taken advantage of the crossbows, but they can't." It shows that people from Chu are braver than people from Song!"
"My master said - it's not satisfying to end it so hastily! It doesn't help the king's drinking pleasure!"
"The Lord has just angrily scolded his soldiers who failed to win - now, I hope to compete with the king's soldiers of the Song Army again!"
"This battle is still a hundred men versus a hundred men - only the crossbows are prohibited and the fighting is all done with the body!"
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The 80,000 Song troops were silent, so the voice of the ordering soldiers carried far away.
Many Song soldiers were very angry!
Chu people bully others too much!
Song Wangyan's face was already purple - he had a bad temper, and the request for 'one more contest' at this moment was tantamount to humiliation in his eyes.
"Okay!" King Song stopped smiling and said with a fierce expression, "Then let's compete again!"
"If Marquis Quyang can still win, then I will personally pour wine for him to celebrate!"
King Yan of the Song Dynasty glanced at the imperial guards on the side. The imperial guards were partly angered by the Chu people's arrogance, and partly afraid of King Yan's gaze.
Song Wangyan pointed with his big hand: "Chongsan, your hundred men are here!"
The hundred-man general named Zhongsan trembled all over, knowing that he could not retreat, so he took a step forward and shouted loudly: "I am willing to die for the king!"
Song Wangyan nodded slightly with satisfaction, then narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "You are trained rigorously. When it comes to close combat, the Chu people are definitely no match!"
"In this battle, the second and third sons must not hold back - they must kill all the Chu people to vent their anger on the few!"
"If there is another one who escapes and comes back..." Song Wang Yan added coldly: "The Yi tribe!"
One hundred generals, Chong San, was furious and shouted: "If we don't kill all the Chu people, we will not need the king's ax - we will kill ourselves in front of the battle!"
The one hundred Song Army imperial guards under his command were unable to retreat, but their morale was unprecedentedly high: "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
"The Song Dynasty will definitely win!"
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