"Launch," Yun Shuchen ordered as he launched.
Swipe, swipe, swipe, the soldiers of the vassal nation of Israel actually shot sharp arrows in dense numbers.
Not only were they faster than the barbarians, but they also had a longer range. With just a lift and a little force, the crossbows in their hands could shoot arrows.
And because they're right there, aiming is easier and shooting is more accurate.
A barbarian archer was galloping when he suddenly felt his horse jumping wildly. It turned out that his horse had been shot in the head.
A barbarian man was riding with a bow and arrow while he was suddenly attacked and his vision went dark. It turned out that he was shot in the eye.
A barbarian archer had just fired an arrow. Suddenly his horse ran a few steps and suddenly fell down. It turned out that his horse was shot in the leg.
A barbarian man had just opened his bow and set an arrow. Suddenly, he felt severe pain in his arm, and the arrow shot out crookedly. It turned out that his arm was shot by the opponent.
The barbarians were shooting arrows, falling down, being injured, and running around.
Some of the cavalrymen on the Israeli side were also hit by arrows, but very few fell down. Most of them were still able to continue firing after being hit by arrows.
There is no need for it, because arm-loading a crossbow is far less labor-intensive than a compound bow.
Zhao Ping's arm-opening crossbow is even more different from the Han Dynasty arm-opening crossbow, because it adds a spring to the Han crossbow, allowing the crossbow box and arrows to automatically rise from below, making it faster.
The soldiers of the vassal nation of Israel became more confident as they fought, and the battles became more successful.
Puff, Puff, Puff, the sound of arrows hitting each other kept coming from both sides.
Ah, ah, ah, Hu people kept falling off their horses, and Hu people's horses kept screaming and falling down.
The barbarians continued to rush towards the vassal Israelite soldiers.
In fact, when the battle reached this point, some barbarian archers became timid.
But the archers are not infantry. When the war horses charge, they can't help themselves. They have to charge hard.
They shouted and shot arrows as they rushed over.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and more and more arrows are being hit.
Pfft, pfft, more and more soldiers of the vassal country Israel were shot.
They gritted their teeth and persisted, constantly drawing their crossbows and shooting at the barbarians.
The arm-opening crossbow box can hold ten arrows at a time, enough for them to fire.
As the Hu people get closer and closer, the accuracy becomes higher and higher.
More and more soldiers of the vassal state of Israel were injured, and finally dozens could no longer hold on.
They either fell to the ground or fell off their horses.
Some were injured in their arms and could no longer exert their strength, so they were forced to withdraw from the battlefield.
Fortunately, the doctor and nurse from the security team were with them and hurriedly came forward and carried them to the center on a stretcher for treatment.
Like the soldiers of the security corps, the soldiers of the vassal state of Israel wear the outermost clothing, then the leather coat and silk, then the sweater, and the innermost layer is the single garment.
If you think silk is about enjoying wealth, you are totally wrong.
It uses the softness of silk to try to reduce the damage of arrows to the body.
The doctor pulled out the arrow from the body of the Israeli soldier, and the nurse dressed as a man immediately poured alcohol on the wound.
The injured soldiers groaned, and the nurse gave them bone-setting water again, and then expertly bandaged the wounds.
Zhaojiazhuang was fully prepared for this trip, with five doctors and twenty nurses.
Many Israeli soldiers in the vassal state were injured, and the Hu horse archers suffered serious casualties. The two were not of the same order of magnitude.
By now, most of the Hu people had suffered casualties, but the Hu people still continued to charge and shoot.
This is the cavalry. Once the horse starts running, it can only move forward, but it is impossible to retreat.
This is the strength and weakness of cavalry.
For infantry, a charge means victory for the cavalry.
But for the armbars, they mean death.
Puff, puff, the sound of arrows hitting the body was heard from both sides.
The crossbow archers of the vassal nation of Israel were either sweating profusely and their eyes were covered with sweat, or their arms were sore and weak.
After all, it used to be just training and relaxing.
Now facing the barbarian archers and cavalry, not only speed is required, but also accuracy.
It consumes not only physical strength, but also mental and spiritual energy.
Now the barbarians are charging forward one after another with bows and cavalry, and they are firing and attacking at the same time.
If you are a little timid, you will most likely be frightened and run away.
But they were cavalry, and their horses' heads were pointed directly at the Hu people. They couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
Even if they wanted to run, they couldn't because Shang Ma was behind them.
Shang Ma was surrounded by regiments of Israeli cavalry and protected by regiments.
If they turn around and run away, not only will their backs be sold to barbarians, but they will also be unable to escape.
Since there is no way to escape, the only option is to bite the bullet and confront the enemy head-on.
Because only by defeating the barbarians can you survive.
This formation is also about risking death to survive.
Since you want to survive, follow your usual training: wind the gun, pull the trigger, wind the gun, and pull the trigger.
After they fell, the soldiers of the vassal state of Israel drew their crossbows purely by instinct, subconsciously pulled the triggers, and fired at the barbarian bowmen and cavalry.
Seeing that there were crossbows in the front, the barbarian captain shouted to the two three hundred captains: "Separate the left and right sides and attack from three sides."
The cavalry is just that good. It can maneuver and attack flexibly. If it can't do it from the front, it can always do it from the side.
After saying that, he led one of the three centurions to attack to the left, and another three centurions to attack to the right.
The commander of the front line of the vassal Israeli cavalry finally breathed a sigh of relief, his body crumbling.
Just now they were attacked like waves by more than 500 barbarians with bows and cavalry, and the attacks were wave after wave.
Most of the barbarians' archers and cavalry were either injured or casualties. The men and horses piled up like a hill, and the barbarians kept moaning.
Among the 120 cavalrymen in their formation, 60% were injured, and about 20% were seriously injured.
Including formation leader Luo Cao was also injured, fortunately he was slightly injured.
Even though the rest of the cavalry were not injured, they were all so tired that they could hardly move their arms.
Puff, Puff, Puff, the two sides were holding long bows against each other, and arrows against arrows.
The sound of arrows being shot was heard constantly, the war horses screamed and screamed, and the cavalry's miserable cries were heard constantly.
Puff, puff, puff, people kept getting hit by arrows, people kept falling off their horses, and their horses kept falling.
One mile away is the battlefield of the security regiment cavalry.
Zhao Yang felt his arms tremble. The opponent was a very powerful cavalryman, either a captain of three hundred or a captain of thousands.
I saw that he was about forty years old, tall and had extremely thick arms. He was the captain of the Hu cavalry.
He used all his strength to slash at Zhao Yang with his sword with a whirring sound.
Zhao Yang did not dare to be careless, so he mustered up his energy and concentrated on fighting with the opponent.
Ding-dang-dang, clink-dang, the sound of swords striking each other kept coming from the battlefield.
When the Hu captain saw that Zhao Yang was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and yelled: "Come on, you are a young baby."
After saying that, he used all his strength to slash and roar.
Not only does he have to overwhelm the opponent with strength, but he also has to overwhelm the opponent with momentum.
The purpose is to use force to make this little baby exposed in a hurry, so as to end the other party.
Zhao Yang had just been out for less than a year, and the other party was another captain. He felt the pressure on him increasing, and violent vibrations came through his arms.
Ding-dang-dang, Zhao Yang was sweating profusely, and his arms were getting heavier and number.
There was a clang, and the captain suddenly felt the blade in his hand lighten.
When I looked at it, I saw that the scimitar was only half in length, and I couldn't help but be stunned.
Zhao Yang couldn't help but be overjoyed, shouted loudly, and swung the killing knife towards the opponent.
"Good knife." The captain felt a chill on his neck. After saying this, he suddenly flew up.
Then, he saw his neck bleeding profusely, and he fell down after shaking a few times, and then entered the boundless darkness.
Zhao Yang was panting now and kept breathing with his mouth wide open.
Although he had killed a barbarian commander just now, he had basically exhausted all his strength.
After all, the barbarian captain was not only as strong as an ox, but he was also at his peak.
Zhao Yang is still only seventeen years old and has not yet reached his peak condition, so he can only barely be able to fight with the opponent.
Zhao Yang was able to kill the Hu leader, but he mainly relied on the Zhaojiazhuang sword to kill the Hu.
When a Hu cavalryman saw that Zhao Yang was exhausted, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He flicked the reins of his horse and swung his scimitar cunningly.
Zhao Yang heard the wind and just relied on instinct to resist, his arms were sore and swollen.
Now Zhao Yang is actually a little embarrassed.
Not only was his forehead covered with sweat, but his face was also covered in blood.
This was after he killed the barbarian commander, and blood was sprayed on his face from his neck.
The sweat on his forehead and the blood of the foreigner made him couldn't help but lick it in together.
As if he had eaten the blood of a foreigner, Zhao Yang regained his strength.
He shouted loudly, and instead of retreating, he waved the killing knife in his hand and slashed at the opponent fiercely.
Clink, clang, clang, clang, clang, the horses from both sides kept circling around in circles.
While Zhao Yang was fighting with the barbarians, he kept licking the blood and sweat on his face, which made him look particularly ferocious.
This Hu man is about thirty, in the prime of life, and has countless innocent souls with his scimitar.
He was ruthless, but he never expected that the person in front of him was even more ruthless.
You know, this person is obviously a young boy, but he drinks the blood on his face as water.
Clink, clang, clang, clang, clang, the swords of both sides have been exchanging more than ten moves without realizing it.
Prolonged procrastination was not an option, after all, Zhao Yang had almost used up all his strength just now.
The only way now is to fight quickly.
Zhao Yang used all his strength, raised his Hu-killing knife high in the air, and slashed hard at the Hu-man.
When the Hu people saw Zhao Yang attacking with all his strength, they couldn't help but smile coldly.
He could already see that the other party was exhausted and was relying purely on willpower to persist.
The barbarian felt that as long as he resisted a knife, he would be sure to kill the opponent.
After all, the opponent is not only a young man who is still young, but also far less powerful than him who is still a new force.
Thinking of this, the Hu man went all out and slashed at the opponent with his scimitar.
With a bang, Hu Ren suddenly felt the light of the scimitar in his hand.
He couldn't help but look at the scimitar, and saw that the scimitar had been reduced to half.
Obviously, the opponent was a treasured sword, far sharper than his scimitar.
The Hu people couldn't help being surprised, Zhao Yang's scimitar was held tightly in both hands.
He shouted loudly, and under the sunlight, a bright sword light fell from the sky.
Hu Ren only felt a flash of light on his forehead, and then severe pain came from his brain and chest, and then he didn't know anything.
Zhao Yang split the barbarian in half, and this time the blood spurted out even more violently, not only on his face, but also on his body, and even on his horse.
But his strength was completely exhausted, and the killing knife in his hand could no longer be grasped, and it fell to the ground with a clang.
One mile from here is the battlefield of Israel.
The barbarians came from both sides of the formation and advanced on horseback.
Instead of charging from below, they could only shoot sideways and advance on horseback.
The war horses started running, obviously unable to stop. They had this only way to attack the tributary Israel's position.
In fact, if the barbarians insisted on attacking from the front, they might have broken through the formation of the tributary Israel.
Not only did the frontal cavalry have weak and sore arms, but most importantly, their crossbows were almost exhausted, with at most one left per person.
This is the crossbow of the Han Dynasty, which has been lost now. Zhao Ping, an engineering student, resurrected it according to the network of later generations.
Hu people have never seen this thing before, and they have a natural fear of unknown things.
Seeing heavy losses on the front, they expected the flanks to be weakly defended.
The cavalry is like this. It cannot attack from the front and must choose the flanks.
This is the cavalry's tactics. I didn't expect that it would harm the barbarians today.
The cavalrymen from the vassal state of Israel on both sides were impatient and eager to try.
However, due to their formation, they could only defend where they were. Unexpectedly, the barbarians abandoned the front and ran towards them.
Seeing the Hu people coming, they couldn't wait to pull the trigger, and fired crossbows and arrows at the Hu people one after another.
The only thing they had to do now was hear the arrows bounce off the bottom.
Then just wind the gun hard, aim at the target, pull the trigger, wind the gun hard, aim at the target, and pull the trigger.
So it goes, over and over again.
The barbarians could not attack head-on and rush from the side, which not only reduced the accuracy of the bow cavalry, but also reduced the momentum and momentum.
Without the frontal impact of the war horses, the Israeli soldiers of the vassal country suddenly became more stressed. The arm-opening crossbows in their hands were more accurate and they were more skillful in using them.
Puff, puff, puff, the sound of arrows entering the body kept coming, and barbarians kept falling from their horses.
Some of the barbarians were agile in their equestrian skills and were able to escape even though they were short.
But that doesn't matter, you can also aim at the war horse.
The war horse was suddenly hit by an arrow and screamed. It either fell down, fell around, or stood up.
No matter how the barbarians control it, they cannot control it.
As a result, either the war horses disrupted the barbarians' formation, or the war horses collapsed.
The Hu people who attacked from both sides lost most of them, and in the end, about two hundred horse archers were left to continue charging forward.
Of course, the Hu people also gained something.
After all, the vassal Israeli cavalry is just standing there, and it is always easier to aim if it is not moving than if it is moving.
Row after row of barbarian archers shot at them, and 30% of the Israeli cavalry were injured.
What is gratifying is that although the vassal Israeli cavalry was injured, most of them were minor injuries, and only a few were seriously injured.
These barbarian archers breathed a sigh of relief and finally escaped the demon-like crossbows.
But unexpectedly, there was another row of vassal Israeli cavalry in front of the two wings.
They looked at the barbarians charging over, smiled indifferently, raised the arm-shaped crossbows they had prepared and started shooting.
Puff, puff, puff, the sound of arrows entering the body kept coming.
Of course, this body is both human and war horse.
Of course, most of these are from the barbarians, and very few are from the vassal Israel cavalry.
God, this is really unfair.
They are not warriors, they cannot attack at all, they can only defend where they are.
They didn't draw the bow, they just pulled it, and then pulled the trigger to shoot.
They're cheating and it's not fair at all.
When the barbarians saw this, they suddenly shouted in their hearts and no longer had the courage to attack.
These barbarian archers no longer had the arrogant courage they once had. They turned their horses and ran towards Lanzhou.
Yun Shuchen smiled coldly, took out his charge horn and blew it.
The "Charge" is an order. The soldiers who hear the "Charge" must attack. This is the rule of Zhaojiazhuang.
Meng Lang, the Minister of War of the vassal state of Israel, was actually standing in the front row. He had just fought head-on with the barbarians, and his strength had been exhausted.
Although he was completely desperate, this was just to compensate for the shame in his heart.
If Yun Shuchen hadn't taken over his command in time, the vassal state of Israel's originally prepared formation would most likely collapse.
Not only can they not kill the barbarians, but they will be killed by the barbarians.
Meng Lang could only suppress the shame in his heart and compensate for his incompetence by desperately using his crossbow.
Now that he heard the charge, he ignored the arrows still on his body, packed his war horse, and took the lead to attack.
Fortunately, taking a hundred breaths of rest just now had given Meng Lang a lot of rest.
He had already cocked the crossbow, aiming directly at the back of the fleeing barbarian.
Whoosh, his crossbow arrows flew directly towards the barbarians.
Pfft, Meng Lang's arrow hit the Hu man's vest steadily.
The barbarian screamed and fell backwards.
Hearing that the vassal Israeli cavalry was chasing after them, the Hu people fled desperately.
It's so embarrassing today. They have a thousand archers and cavalry, but now they can only escape more than a hundred people.
The reason why the Hu people fled towards the front was not only that the direction was Lanzhou, but also that they had cavalry here.
Although they were ordinary cavalry, their number was quite large, a full thousand.
Fortunately, the vassal Israeli cavalry behind them had to aim at one side, but they couldn't speed up and were thrown farther and farther away by them.
The Hu cavalry and the ordinary Hu cavalry were getting closer and closer, four hundred steps, three hundred steps, two hundred steps, one hundred steps.
The Hu cavalry archers couldn't help but be overjoyed. They were about to join up with the ordinary Hu cavalry.
Puff, puff, puff, the barbarian archers running in front kept falling down.
The barbarians were confused. Could it be that the vassal Israeli cavalry ran too fast and actually ran ahead?
Some of the barbarians took a closer look and found that these were not vassal Israeli cavalry.
Because of their appearance, they are all upright Han Chinese.
Some of the cavalrymen who fought with them just now have eyes that are either blue or gray like the Semu people.
They lined up in a neat row, holding crossbows in their hands and firing at them.
Where are their barbarian cavalry? Have they all been wiped out?
If not, how could these Han cavalry still have time to intercept them with crossbows in their arms.
Now there are not only cavalry chasing behind, but also cavalry intercepting in front.
Thinking of this, the Hu people shouted loudly: "We surrender, we surrender."
After saying this, the barbarian archer threw away his bow and signaled his surrender.
"Zi Yi, what should I do?" Chen Hua saw that the Hu people had surrendered and couldn't help but look at Xu Te and asked.
