Archers rarely appeared in Shang and Zhou battle formations. One aspect was that shopping malls were not good at arch battles. Most of them were horse and chariot battles, as well as hand-to-hand combat.
The soldiers of this era may have good physical health, but they were somewhat behind in terms of war skills and weapon production.
Compared with later generations, the martial arts and enemy-killing skills may be much better. The real formal group attack style is still in the initial stage. To put it bluntly, the fighting is very primitive.
If they win, they will rush to kill them in a swarm. If they lose, they will flee in a panic. They only regret that their parents have lost a few legs.
Whoever wins will eat with him and surrender.
Anyway, they are all fighting back and forth from the human race, and they don’t follow any princes. Faith and righteousness have nothing to do with ordinary people and soldiers.
Whatever the nobles say is whatever it is.
Therefore, although the Shang and Zhou dynasties were claimed to be national wars, it sounded like all the gods and Buddhas in the sky had come to an end, so perhaps they felt that this war was quite right.
But in Yang Lin's view, this is actually more like a farce.
Just playing for fun.
His defense line of 20,000 divine archers and the opponent's 100,000 soldiers and horses gathered to rush and attack, but they could not break through.
In other words, it's not that it can't be broken, but it can't be saved if you risk your life.
Dongyi warriors may not be able to defeat the opponent's soldiers and horses in hand-to-hand combat, but shooting arrows from a distance is their order to eat.
If you don't hit a few arrows, it's useless to rush forward.
"Yes, you are better than Zhang Guifang. Whose name is it? You have fought with me..."
Nezha rushed into the air, his eyes lit up at this moment, he really didn't get enough of the fight.
He had defeated Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin before, but because he rushed too fast, the toothless generals followed him, but they didn't catch any of them. They were dragged by the merchant soldiers and chased them all the way. Not a single important general could be found. If you can't catch them, there's no point in killing some soldiers.
At this time, seeing Yang Lin's sharp front finger protruding, he couldn't help but rush forward quickly.
The red silk hanging around this guy's neck suddenly flew up and turned into a red curtain, covering the rain of arrows. He also ordered the troops to stop, and they were about to step forward to fight with their fire-tipped spears.
'Sure enough, every warrior who can grow up later and gain a great reputation is a fighting maniac. Nezha is like this, and Yang Erlang must be like this, but I wonder if the three-eyed brother has come down from the mountain now? '
Yang Lin was thinking silently in his mind, and was a little excited when he saw Nezha rushing forward.
In fact, as long as you are on the battlefield, there are many opportunities to gain martial luck points.
He said, "Child, if you have the courage to use your magic weapon and try your martial arts, if you can't defeat me, how about you retreat?"
"You can beat me first and then you can talk."
Nezha was a little unhappy.
In the previous battle, it was not just martial arts that made the opponent flee.
If Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin didn't use left-handed magic, he didn't use Chu-Dao skills and magic weapons. The young general in front of him didn't look too old, but his tone was very loud, as if he looked down on his own marksmanship and martial arts.
'It sounds like I rely on magic weapons to win...'
He protected his body with red silk and transformed into a battle suit. His spear was full of thorns, setting off numerous waves of fire. Thousands of auspicious auras fell from the sky. Each spear wire surrounded and swept across. The tip of the spear condensed with fire, burning everything.
Nezha had an extremely hot temper. After cutting his flesh and bones to return his parents, Master Taiyi used innate lotus roots to reshape him into a Dharma body. Instead, he became a strange magic weapon spirit body that was not afraid of soul attacks and was even more solid. , invulnerable to all means.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that his temper is still not very good, and he is an irritable little brother.
During the fight, the gunmanship was also very explosive. When the gun was thrust out, it was like a cannonball exploding, and the gunman's volcano erupted, extremely ferocious.
Previously, Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin felt guilty while fighting, and couldn't help but use magic.
In fact, this is the reason.
No matter who he faced, Nezha would never lose his momentum in a fight. Even if his head was broken and bloody, he would bite off a piece of his opponent's flesh with his teeth. He was so ferocious.
'There is some truth in the saying that the devil boy came to the world. '
Yang Lin took a few shots and narrowed his eyes, somewhat understanding Zhang Guifang's retreat.
However, no matter how much it explodes, the realm is there and the combat experience is there. I have gone through several lives and experienced countless fierce battles.
Nowadays, all the power is controlled at will, and the fighting skills have almost reached the point of controlling the rules. That is to say, it has reached the Golden Immortal Perfection, which is faster than the advancement of cultivation.
To deal with Nezha, just relying on martial arts, you can really beat this violent kid until he loses his teeth.
The power of Nezha's spear means the coming of heavenly fire and the explosion of earthly fire.
Extremely ferocious and vast.
But Yang Lin turned the fire dragon spear into a seven-star coiled snake, and sometimes turned into a heavy rain pear blossom.
From the Liuhe Marksmanship to the Overlord Spear.
The force of the gun changed from hard to soft, sealing it so water could not enter. With the help of force, the gun would turn into light and pierce the void from time to time. Just a few dozen moves with the gun were enough to kill Nezha until his arms were weak and his head was dizzy.
"How is it possible that your marksmanship is faster than mine?"
"More than that, not only is he faster than you, but he is also stronger than you. Little guy, you can't stop my gun without a magic weapon. Give up and retreat, I won't hurt you."
"Wow, that doesn't make sense?"
Nezha didn't believe in evil, and the gun became more and more urgent.
The fire-tipped spear seemed to burn into streaks of bright light, and the hot wheels whipped up strong winds, sweeping across the entire battlefield, and he began to swim.
"It's useless. You can't gain the upper hand just by relying on your body speed. No matter how fast you are, can you be faster than my gun speed?"
Yang Lin's body moved, and the man and the horse seemed to have stepped across the void, and swept across with a gun, poof...
The beating caused the space to tremble, and he hit Nezha hard on the chest. He was hit so hard that he spurted light from his mouth, twisted his body, rolled over several times, and almost fell off the Hot Wheels.
"Good marksmanship."
Nezha finally stopped the Hot Wheels and looked at Yang Lin.
There was caution in his eyes.
"It seems that I really can't defeat you based on my martial arts skills alone. However, my magic weapon is also my ability, and my sect's background is also my strength. I shouldn't tie myself up. Today's battle is not a personal grudge after all, so just pick me up."
As he spoke, the Qiankun Circle was raised high, swayed by the wind, and thrown into the air.
In the roar.
Thunder, light, and lightning rained down like explosions.
It was as if a huge mountain was falling, and it was about to fall with a rumble.
He was stunned by Yang Lin's ghost-like shooting skills, but he refused to admit defeat.
At this time, even if it means cheating, I still want to win.
Although he knew in his heart that he had lost, he clearly couldn't stand the stinky look of the young man and old god opposite him.
I let you pretend.
I hope you can pretend to be so calm and calm in the circle of Qiankun.
The little devil boy grinned in a fierce arc and sneered.
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