They are fast, and the security team's Djinn Chariot reacts faster.
Hui Hui Pao not only has to place the imitation Thunderbolt on the bucket, but also takes time to lift the bucket from the ground to the air.
In fact, the Hu people were already skilled in the operation, almost subconsciously, and they were lifting the bucket from the ground into the air.
But at this time, the giant spirit chariot was spitting out black smoke, and Banglong had already taken the lead in firing.
The bang bang of the iron artillery smashed the baffle of the barbarian cannon into pieces.
The baffle can withstand soft lead bullets, but it is absolutely incompetent against stone bullets weighing about ten kilograms.
The foreigners were stunned when they suddenly felt like they were stung by poisonous bees all over their body, and some even shed tears.
These barbarians were heart-broken when they saw the giant counter-propelled cannons above their heads emitting black smoke and the giant mountain thunder.
Some Hu people who reacted quickly dropped the ropes in their hands and ran away.
Some other barbarians were hesitant when they saw the lights above their heads.
But when he saw other barbarians running away, he quickly dropped the rope and ran away.
The copycat Thunderbolt fell to the ground and exploded soon after.
Although these medium-sized copycat thunders are not as powerful as the giant copycat thunders, their power is not comparable to that of ordinary copycat thunders.
Its weight is at least ten times that of ordinary copycat thunder, and its power is at least ten times that of it.
Not only were all fifteen mini-return cannons blown to pieces, but even the Hu people suffered many casualties.
The fastest runner suffered minor injuries, the faster runner suffered serious injuries, and the slowest runner died. The three accounted for almost 30% each.
An iron artillery centurion aimed at the Tianzi C Giant Spirit Chariot, and ordered all the iron artillery to aim at it.
Bang bang, bang bang, the twenty iron artillery pieces of the Hu people kept emitting black smoke, and twenty stone bullets flew towards Tianzi No. C like meteors.
Of course, the Djinn Chariot has observation holes, which are small windows made of steel bars.
The officers of the security group looked pale when they saw so many stone bullets flying from the small window, and some even closed their eyes.
Ping ping ping pong, ping ping pong, eight stone bullets hit Tianzi No. C.
The soldiers of the security group felt their bodies shaking and hurriedly grabbed the handle above.
The giant spirit chariot shook for a hundred breaths, and finally stabilized.
It is not only smooth on the outside, but also egg-shaped. This shape makes it easy for stone bullets to bounce out.
The final result was that three small bowls of water were left on the front. That was the result of three stone bullets on the front, but there were only scars on the side.
There was no car crash or fatality in the situation, and the soldiers of the security group couldn't help but feel boosted in morale.
At the command of the commander Gu Dong, the shadowless cannon and the iron artillery immediately turned their muzzles and opened fire at the iron artillery position that fired at them.
As usual, the iron artillery was under great pressure and fired first, destroying the baffle.
Shadowless cannons followed closely, killing and injuring the operators.
Bang bang, bang bang, the Hu people's position raised dust, and the iron artillery took the lead in hitting some targets.
Seeing that only two or three of the twenty iron artillery pieces were destroyed by the monsters, the barbarian centurion breathed a sigh of relief.
"Poison bees, poison bees, poison bees." Twenty or thirty Khufu suddenly screamed.
Originally, only three iron artillery pieces were destroyed, but because the others were not injured and the baffles were saved, almost twice as many Hu people were injured.
A barbarian looked in the sky and saw no poisonous bees. He suddenly realized and said: "This is not a poisonous bee, but the Nanman's Shadowless Cannon."
A foreigner turned pale when he heard it was a shadowless cannon.
He yelled and ran away, but the centurion drew his sword and hacked him to death on the spot.
"Whoever dares to run away will be punished." The centurion raised his bloody sword and shouted at his men.
Many barbarians were trembling all over and didn't know what to do.
Seeing the low morale, the centurion couldn't help but frown.
The centurion pointed at the giant chariot in the distance with a big sword in his hand and said: "Although this monster is powerful, it also has a weakness, which is the war horse. If you aim at the war horse for me, hit the war horse and kill it, then the monster will become a living target." ?"
After saying that, the centurion laughed deliberately.
Hearing the centurion laughing, the barbarian suddenly felt much more relaxed. "Indeed, without the war horse, the monster is a living target and a dead coffin, just to fight the war horse." A captain of ten men followed.
Another captain of ten also followed up and said: "The movement of the monster depends entirely on the war horse. The war horse is its fatal weakness, so it is necessary to fight the war horse."
Hearing what the commander of the ten men said, the barbarians became more energetic and re-operated the iron artillery, lowering the muzzle height of the iron artillery and aiming at the horses.
"Bang bang, bang bang." Dust was flying around the Tianzi C horse, which was the result of stone bullets knocking it to the ground.
The giant spirit chariot is running at high speed, and it is so easy to hit it at the moment.
When the groom saw it, his heart was raised. The Hu people were obviously using the tactic of "shooting the man first, shooting the horse". If it was shot, the giant chariot would have to be beaten on the spot.
The horseman Zhang San said to Li Si: "Speed up, don't let the barbarians succeed."
"The faster the speed, the harder it will be for the barbarians to hit." Li Si nodded and answered Zhang San's words.
The two grooms roared loudly and waved the whips in their hands at the horses. The crackling sound could even be heard by the Hu infantry in the distance.
Although they are all horsemen, Zhang San is responsible for the horses, otherwise there will be too many sailors and the ship will be damaged.
Gu Dong, the commander of Tianzi C, was using the shadowless cannon. Due to the severe shaking, he was unable to aim at the Hu Rentie artillery position in the distance.
He shouted loudly: "Sanlang, Sanlang, the speed is too fast, what's going on?"
"Captain, the barbarians are shelling the horses. It is very dangerous. We must speed up." Zhang San replied.
Seeing Tianzi C actually escaping, the centurion couldn't help being furious. He pushed the gunner away and stepped forward to operate it himself.
But with the help of his assistant, he began to miss several shots in a row.
The assistant was also anxious and saw sweat on the centurion's forehead.
It's late autumn now and the weather is getting colder.
If it wasn't sweat caused by the hot weather, it was obviously cold sweat.
Obviously, the centurion was not as relaxed as he said, and he must be very nervous.
However, the centurion did not speak, and naturally the personal assistant did not dare to speak.
The barbarian centurion did still feel a little nervous, but he couldn't show it.
He was not discouraged. He stared at the direction of the Djinn chariot and adjusted the muzzle again.
With a bang, it hit a war horse.
The centurion calculated again and started to hit the horse, but the result was again unsuccessful.
He calculated again, and finally the seventh shot hit another horse.
"You can't aim at the war horse. You must first estimate the speed of the war horse and launch it in advance." The centurion said his thoughts to all his men.
Seeing the centurion hit the running horse again, the morale of all the barbarians increased.
On top of the Tianzi No. C giant spirit chariot.
Gu Dong thought for a while and replied: "Okay, then you have to be careful of the barbarians' stone bullets."
Just as he finished speaking, a war horse came over and screamed. It turned out that a war horse was hit by a barbarian stone bullet.
The horse has cowhide on its body and can withstand arrows without any problem, but it is powerless against stone bullets weighing about ten kilograms.
Soon, a scream came from another war horse, and it was obvious that it had been hit again.
The Djinn chariot had a total of twenty horses. Two horses were injured and their speed began to decrease.
The speed dropped, making the Djinn chariot even more troublesome. Its horses were also vulnerable to attacks from barbarian iron artillery.
Gu Dong calculated that at first the Hu Rentie artillery could not hit the giant chariot even if it took a cup of tea.
When the war horse was injured, the hit rate became faster and faster. At first two hundred breaths, and then one hundred and fifty breaths later, the war horse was injured faster and faster.
This is a vicious cycle. Injured horses cause the chariot to become slower and slower, and the chariot becomes slower and slower, causing more injuries to the horses.
It can be expected that the speed of the giant spirit chariot will eventually be forced to stop, and it is very likely to become a living target for the barbarians' returning artillery and iron artillery.
Seeing the Centurion's success in beating the horse, the Centurion couldn't help but be overjoyed and shouted to his men: "Give me all the horses I aim at the monster chariot, and knock them off hard for me."
The foreigners couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard this. As long as the monster's horse was defeated, wouldn't the monster become a living target? All the barbarians cheered in unison and looked at the horses of the giant spirit chariot.
In the public room of Hetanguan Barracks, a map of Xi County is hung inside.
This is the headquarters of Hetanguan soldiers and horses, where Zhao Ping, Yang Yun, Cao Ke and others are sitting.
After the barbarians bombarded the gate tower last time, everyone in Zhaojiazhuang reached a consensus that the little saint was not allowed to take command on the front line.
Zhao Ping naturally has his own adaptations. It doesn't matter if he doesn't go to the front line, he can always be on the second line.
Inside the Hetan Pass, there is a military camp covering an area of 1,000 acres.
If there is a military camp, there will naturally be public housing, and Zhao Ping did not hesitate to use it as his command place.
Today's war is a life and death battle, and both sides have revealed all their trump cards.
Because the relationship was life and death, Zhao Ping decided to come and watch their command in person.
Zhao Ping had no idea. After all, this style of play was completely different from before, and Yang Yun might not be able to command it.
Yang Yun is not good as a strategist, let alone Cao Ke and Zhao Yun.
Today did start well. The appearance of the giant chariot caught the barbarians by surprise.
However, the Hu people also had experts, and they quickly discovered the weakness of the giant chariot, which was that the defensive capabilities of the war horses were relatively weak, so they targeted the war horses specifically.
Now the Hu people are specifically targeting the war horses, and the two sides are in a stalemate.
Hearing Wang Guo'er come in to report, Zhao Ping frowned and said, "They are abandoning the good and chasing the weak."
Zhao Yun, the leader of the security group, turned red when he heard this.
"I dare to ask the little saint, how do they abandon the basics and pursue the weak?" After hearing Zhao Ping's words, he was determined to find out.
Zhao Yun is the son of the old housekeeper of Zhaojiazhuang, and he has absolutely nothing to say about Zhao Ping Center.
Compared with the families of military generals such as Cao Ke and Yang Yun, Zhao Yun, who was born as a farmer, naturally lacks innate heritage.
In Zhao Ping's words, he is brave enough to march and fight, but his commanding skills are really not good.
Zhao Ping looked him over and reminded him patiently: "Compared with the firepower of the giant spirit chariot and the barbarians' returning artillery and iron artillery positions, which one is more powerful?"
"The Hu people heard that there are a total of 300 iron artillery and 300 return guns. Forty pairs are used to deal with the security group. There are also close to 240 guns." Zhao Yun counted the numbers with his fingers.
Zhao Ping said nothing, waiting for him to continue.
"There are ten giant spirit chariots, each with twenty-one shadowless cannons, whirlwind cannons, and iron artillery cannons." Zhao Yun continued, "The firepower is weaker, but it is not much different."
Hearing this, Yang Yun couldn't help but look at him sympathetically.
Zhao Ping looked at him and carefully enlightened: "It seems that the number is the same, but have you ever thought about it? The giant chariots go out from the city gate one by one. How powerful is a giant chariot? Also, the cyclone cannon can Can we hit the Hu people's iron artillery and return to the artillery position? There are cannons on three sides of the giant chariot, and it can only confront the Hu people from the front. If you think about it, how much firepower will it have to fight against the Hu people?"
"Now the security group only has four giant spirit chariots, and each of them can only shoot at the seven on the front. With four, seven and twenty-eight, the firepower is less than 20% of the opponent's. Little saint, is this true?" Zhao Yun wiped. With cold sweat on his forehead, he asked.
"Boys can be taught." Zhao Ping wanted to say this, but the other person was much older than him, so he absolutely couldn't say this.
"Of course," Zhao Ping nodded and continued to enlighten him: "We can't just look at the overall number of artillery, but also the effective number of artillery."
Zhao Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed. Zhao Ping was coaching him in public to improve his command level.
After thinking about it, he frowned. According to this calculation, the firepower of the barbarians was so fierce that the advantage he had with the giant spirit chariot was completely gone.
He couldn't help but ask: "Little saint, the firepower of the barbarians is almost ten times that of ours, how can we fight?"
Hearing this, others couldn't help but look at Zhao Ping to see how he could break the situation?
"He beats his, and I beat mine." Zhao Ping saw the expectant look in his servant's eyes, took a sip of tea, and then answered calmly.
Zhao Yun was even more puzzled. He bowed his hands and asked, "Excuse me, little sage, what do you mean, he hits his, and I hit mine?"
"Xingkong (Yang Yun's character), tell me." Zhao Ping wanted to test Yang Yun's commanding ability as a military advisor.
Yang Yun was shocked when he heard Zhao Ping talking about him. He didn't expect that Zhao Ping would put the problem on him.
