Amidst the ups and downs of emotions, the Mongolian army was caught off guard.
Although the crossbow is not as powerful as the cannonball, it is still a magic weapon for the Mongolian army.
The fifty men of the guard cooperated tacitly, and the sound of knocking continued, shooting at the Mongolian troops on the city wall.
Qi Yuan held up the flag and pulled the reins to stop the horse from jumping.
"It's the border troops, the border troops are coming to kill us!"
The Anjo cavalry shouted and accelerated their entry into the city. However, in the panic, the order was scattered and the city gate was blocked.
As soon as the identity of the border army was revealed, the Mongolian army in Pingcheng lost all confidence in fighting, and the fighting spirit they had finally gathered disappeared in an instant.
The border army attacked, but these deserters from Ancheng blocked the city gate!
The city gates were wide open, and the cavalry, which should have been marching forward in the plain terrain, were only focused on entering the city to save their lives. How could they still have the will to fight?
The guard was angry and anxious and felt his heart aching.
"The frontier army has no artillery shells! If you kill them, you can survive!"
The defender's observation skills were still very keen. The city gates of Pingcheng were wide open and the cavalry were crowded together. Under such a good opportunity, the border troops would not let go of a single shell to cause numerous casualties to the Mongolian army.
However, even after such a long time, the power of the artillery shells has not been seen. It can be seen that the frontier army behind them has no artillery shells at all, otherwise it would have exploded long ago based on the behavior of the frontier army.
The guard general's words brought the Mongolian army back to their senses a little, but they still had doubts.
The power of the artillery fire was so overwhelming that to this day they just want to survive.
Qi Yuan looked at the guard on the city wall and chuckled, the smile in his eyes fading slightly.
The people around Wulimu are not all fools.
"Lin Zhi, adjust the bed crossbow to the west."
Lin Zhi heard this and immediately pushed the crossbow.
"Stop, raise the height."
Lin Zhi and another young guard boy immediately knelt down on one knee to raise the height of the crossbow.
"Stop, set up your arrows and shoot."
Qi Yuan commanded in an orderly manner, and his calmness infected everyone and made the guards calmer.
The sound of arrows breaking through the air was drowned by the knocking sounds of numerous crossbows, and once the long arrow came out, there was no need for Qi Yuan to pay attention anymore.
"That's it."
Lin Zhi put down his crossbow after hearing the sound, his forehead was sweating slightly, and then he continued to fire arrows at the cavalry under the city wall.
The cavalry is more powerful on the plains. If you take this opportunity to kill one more, they will be less in danger when attacking the city.
Although the guard general discovered the disadvantage of Qi Yuan and others, he died under the arrow feathers with his eyes wide open before he could inspire the soldiers.
Thousands of miles away, among the thousands of troops, an arrow sealed his throat.
This miracle for ordinary people is easy in Qi Yuan's hands.
Qi Yuan can crush the fairy world at will, let alone a small world with low martial arts.
As soon as the guard general died, the frightened Mongolian army suddenly seemed to be unchained, and they no longer cared about the military orders. They were all focused on escaping and leaving their lives.
The body of the defender fell down the city wall and fell in front of the crowd of cavalry in front of the city gate.
"The guard is dead..."
After witnessing the death of General Anjo, the cavalrymen had only one idea left in their minds.
Run away, run away as fast as possible!
The cavalrymen who had originally squeezed into the city immediately pulled their reins and turned around to leave.
Compared with the cavalry entering the city, those who fell behind were the fastest.
Tens of thousands of cavalrymen now suffered heavy casualties and only about 8,000 remained.
"Prepare!"
An Jiu had already commanded the guards to adjust the angle of the bed crossbow.
"put!"
An Jiu gave an order and fired long arrows.
As the distance shortened, the crossbow became more powerful. The cavalrymen were directly pierced by the long arrows and brought under Pegasus, and the horses also fell down.
However, the Mongolian army, which was bent on survival, was also inspired to fight. The cavalry rushed forward with sharp swords, trying to open a gap to break through.
But the tip of the sharp knife was quickly broken by the arrow feathers that broke through the air.
Qi Yuan threw his wrist down hard, and the royal flag in his hand was firmly inserted into the soil and stood in the plain.
As the cavalry approached, the Mongolian soldiers finally discovered that there were only dozens of border troops surrounding them!
This discovery made them regretful and at the same time burst out with greater fighting spirit.
"Brothers, charge!"
Hope is just around the corner!
Qi Yuan had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow, his eyes as cold and stern as a murderous god.
An Jiu prepared a bow and arrow at Qi Yuan.
The bright yellow clothes rustled in the wind, and the corners of Qi Yuan's mouth raised.
The taut bowstring was loosened and tightened, and sharp arrows flew away.
The cavalry at the forefront of the attack fell down with their companions before they even had time to react.
The horses fell to their knees, blocking the charge of the cavalry behind them.
But soon the cavalry behind them swept in again like a tide.
Qi Yuan's movements in his hands were still unhurried, he steadily set the arrow and fired five arrows in unison.
The sound of piercing the sky sounded, and the sharp arrows flying from the night accurately and ruthlessly harvested the lives of the Mongolian soldiers.
One arrow seals the throat, without exception.
The place that seemed easier to break through became difficult because of Qi Yuan's archery skills.
The approach of the wolves made the horses restless and wanted to retreat, which also greatly reduced the cavalry's combat effectiveness.
The tip of the sharp knife that was trying to break through was broken off.
The bright yellow figure was still tirelessly holding a bow and arrow and aiming at the approaching Mongolian soldiers. There is no false shot, and the arrow seals the throat with a precise angle.
Dozens of lives were harvested in an instant.
Even the soaring eagle was hovering in the sky above the man's head.
The flag beside him was fluttering in the wind. Although it was very different from the military flag of the frontier army, it was not difficult to tell that it was the flag of Daxuan.
Because the word "Xuan" is embroidered in the middle of the circling flag of Kowloon.
Such a scene made the charging cavalry feel terrified.
This man stood in front of the barrier, and his overwhelming momentum caused the cavalry who broke through to immediately change their formation.
The cavalrymen who originally thought about killing the frontier team to satisfy their hatred before leaving immediately gave up the idea of entangled.
At this moment, Qi Yuan and others no longer have meat in their mouths, but tasteless food.
The tip of the knife was broken. The cavalrymen, who were bent on escaping and not wanting to cause trouble, pulled the reins and turned in two, bypassing the direction of Qi Yuan and others, and then rushed out of the plains at full speed.
The rioting Mongolian army in the city saw that the cavalry had opened the way and no longer hesitated.
The guard general was dead, and the Mongolian army was gone. Instead of staying and dying with Ulimu in the border army's shells and turning into a rain of blood, it was better to take this opportunity to escape outside the pass.
The small group of frontier troops was not afraid and could not stop the large army. They could return to the grassland as long as they followed the cavalry's path.
Thinking of this, the Mongolian soldiers also discarded their helmets one after another to reduce their burden, and then ran wildly after the cavalry in no order.
When the deserters of the Mongolian army approached and saw the bodies of the cavalry, they also avoided Qi Yuan and others.
Even though there were only dozens of them, no one was willing to come forward and seek death.
The corpses of no less than a hundred people were visually inspected, but there wasn't even one more arrow feather.
Everyone knew clearly that they wanted to live, not die.
Qi Yuan held the bow and arrow and looked at the Mongolian army fleeing in a detour with a pity in his eyes. He sighed softly before handing the bow and arrow to An Jiu.
Picking up the royal flag stuck in the soil, he ignored the fleeing Mongolian army and headed towards Pingcheng.
The Mongolian soldiers ran faster when they saw the guards pulling the ballista forward.
An army of tens of thousands actually made way for a guard of dozens of people.
