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Although the battle-torn Turks have been prepared to shoot arrows by Dragon Martial Guards, they have also done their best to dodge arrows.

Hanging your body to the side of the horse's belly can avoid the danger of arrows. Almost every Turkic cavalry has this ability, which is also a skill that Turkic cavalry can do in every way.

But the Turkic cavalry never expected that the first wave of arrow rain would be so dense, covering the sky and the sun, as if dark clouds were pressing down on the top. There were at least 10,000 of these arrows.

The first wave of temptation charges was just covered with ten thousand arrows. Are these southern people crazy? Or are the southern people so rich that they ignore the consumption of arrows.

Although they were a little panicked, these Turkic people who had been fighting for a long time immediately hung on their horse's belly to avoid the rain of arrows.

We just hide and leave the rest to God.

But God's will obviously not favor them. The greater danger than the arrow rain that covers the sky is the crossbow arrows that are about two meters hidden in the arrow rain.

The sound of breaking through the air was shocking. Although the arrows were flying from below at an angle, the impact of the Eight Niu Crossbow had exceeded the level of human eye recognition.

"ah"

"Xilulu"

The Turks were wailing endlessly, accompanied by the whistle and neighing of war horses.

Asanmo hung on the horse's belly and looked behind him, the scene behind him made his face slit.

Many Turkic people were strung into a string of candied haws by the arrows of the Eight Ox Crossbow, and their remaining power was knocked away by many Turkic people and landed on the ground.

The Turkic cavalry who were shot did not even have room for struggle.

The situation is still good and the body is completely lost. The Turkic crossbow arrow is directly connected to the neck and the head is flying directly. ∝8∝8∝Read∝,.◆.o+

The situation of the war horse was not much better. The long crossbow arrow body directly passed through the war horse, and the war horse whined a few times and fell to the ground.

When the cavalry that charged quickly encountered obstacles, they could only turn their backs and overturned. Many cavalrymen were thrown down by war horses, and the outcome could be imagined.

The flesh is blurred and tucked into meat sauce.

Just four hundred crossbows caused a large loss to 5,000 Turkic cavalry. The strong rain of bows and arrows in the sky fell into the cavalry crowd like the summoned by the god of death.

There was a constant sound of wailing.

Without the order of Asanum, the Turkic horse farm, which is good at riding and shooting, took off the longbow and started to fight back.

The Turkic people's reputation for riding and shooting is not a false reputation. Such an arrow rain still has the strength to fight back.

The archer caught off guard on the city wall was penetrated by the long arrows of the Turks, and was in awe on the spot.

Hearing the wailing of the soldiers beside him, Zhong Qiang looked gloomy and waved his order flag again: "Shot the arrow."

The Eight Niu Crossbow combined with various arrows to start the second wave of arrow rain.

Then the second wave of arrow rain received was not very effective, and the speed of the Turkic cavalry was absolutely unparalleled. In just a moment, they rushed to a distance of 200 steps to Yingzhou City.

The use of the Eight-Nuo Crossbow has been greatly limited. You can't let the archers carry the Eight-Nuo Crossbow and aim at the Turks under the city wall to shoot.

Even the results of the arrow rain that covers the sky and the sun are not very obvious. The Turkic riding skills are indeed far superior to those of the dragon man. They are hanging from the horse's belly from a distance. If they are not sharpshooters, they can only shoot arrows on horses.

However, the war horse, which was hit by the arrow, started charging even harder.

"Covered by hand crossbow, covered by hand crossbow, supporting General Ke Yan under the city."

Within a few breaths, the Turks had already rushed to the city. Looking at the closed city gate, Ashinamo realized that there was no siege force to support him, only his cavalrymen were helpless even if they attacked the city.

For a moment, Asanmo regretted it. This should not be so radical. The most correct way should be to support each other with the siege infantry.

However, the situation on the battlefield changed rapidly and could no longer tolerate Asanmo's regret. The Turks could only look at the Modao team that had set up their formation.

Facing the dense rain of arrows above the city wall, the Turks began to rush towards the Modao team.

In their eyes, this Modao team, which was not even equipped with a shield, was like a piece of fat on their mouth.

Even if someone was shot by arrows from time to time, the Turks rushed towards the Modao team without hesitation.

First, they clearly understood what the consequences of falling to the ground, and second, they wanted to take revenge and killed all the cunning people with the sci-fi southerners.

"Arrowers stop shooting arrows, don't hurt Modao Team by chance."

Archers took back the bows and arrows from their hands and pulled out the swords from their waists.

The six guards in the northern border are fully equipped with armor, and the cavalry must also be equipped with crossbows, and the archers must also be equipped with melee weapons, just like a battle army with iron walls.

Zhong Qiang waved his hand to the flag: "The sharpshooter stepped forward and shot the leader of the Turkic people, reducing the burden on General Ke Yan."

A group of archers dressed in different ways stepped forward and began to bend their bows and arrows. Every time the arrow shot out from the Turks, a scream would come, and then fall under the iron hooves.

"The Baniu Crossbow is strongly prepared to shoot the Turkic infantrymen, and make sure not to let the Turkic siege ladders crash into the car."

The bow and arrow camp shot out the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun again. There was no way. Zhang Kuang spent a lot of money this time, and all the 500,000 arrows in his hand were released, and tens of thousands of arrows flew out of Yingzhou City at one time.

"kill."

Ke Yan saw the Turkic people who had put away their bows and arrows from afar and held the flag in one fell swoop: "The sword and shield soldiers retreated to cover them, and the Modao team welcomed the enemy."

The two soldiers joined each other, and in the eyes of the Turks, the Modao team, which was tantamount to a piece of fat, showed their fighting power that made them frightened.

The Modao team was divided into two echelons, and the long hilts were cut out in an orderly manner before the Turkic cavalry approached. The Turks suddenly fell over and over.

Kong Wu's powerful Modao team actually cut off the neck of the war horse, and blood was scattered in the sky. The Turkic cavalry thrown into the air by the remaining force of the war horse were also cut into two pieces by the Modao.

The cavalry rushing into the Modao Team excitedly waved the scimitar in their hands, but the scimitar only left a shallow mark on the plate armor. The body of the Modao Team could not be damaged.

At the moment of close handover, the Turkic cavalry fell about 500 people on the spot. It was a huge loss. In the past, cavalry did not have such a tragic record against qiang halberd soldiers.

"Retreat, retreat." Asanmo shouted in horror.

Ke Yan waved the order flag: "Change the formation, match left and right, defend the echelons, cooperate with the gongnu camp to kill the Turkic infantry invaders."

Ke Yan knew that infantry chased cavalry was just a fool, so he turned his eyes directly to the Turkic infantry who had no time to retreat.

The Modao team, which was broken, penetrated into the crowd, could see what a bad news it was.

Since the Modao team rushed into the Turkic infantry, the screams have never stopped.

"Ke Yan, don't chase the enemy, go back to the city to repair it." A majestic and majestic voice came from the city wall.

Ke Yan looked at the blood flowing all over the ground, and the battlefield where the corpses were continuous, waved without hesitation: "The front team turned into the back team, and returned to the city to repair."

The north gate of Yingzhou City slowly opened, and a group of jindao teams retreated steadily into the city.

Zhang Kuang looked at the corpses everywhere outside the city and his expression remained unchanged: "Cavals attacked the city, arrogant, come and counted the losses."
Chapter completed!