The northwest wind blows from the Hetao area, as if it is warm.

The flags on the city walls were blown by the wind.

Zhe Jizu stood on the top of the city and looked into the distance.

Two eagles flew and chased in the sky, gradually lowering their height.

Zhe Jizu's eyes moved downward...

Countless cavalry gathered in the distance, waiting for orders in silence.

He turned around and looked at the river.

It was the Yellow River, and Fuzhou City was built on the ridges by the Yellow River.

If the people of Xixia want to enter the Song Dynasty, this is a must-pass place.

The two eagles gradually dived to approach the ground, and arrows suddenly flew up.

With a sound of eagle, two eagles flapped their wings and flew high, and their arrows fell into nothing.

More than 10,000 cavalry began to get restless.

"The enemy cavalry moved!"

The lookout sergeant turned around and screamed.

The silent city wall immediately came alive.

Countless soldiers began to prepare for defense.

The strings of the crossbow were pulled open with difficulty, and the thick crossbow gun was placed in the trough.

Someone was shouting among the enemy cavalry in the distance.

"The magistrate, the enemy is boosting morale!"

Zhe Jizu nodded and reached out to hold the wall tiles.

“***”

After a burst of shouting, the enemy cavalry moved, but dismounted.

The terrain of Fuzhou City is steep, and cavalry impact is delusion.

The cavalry turned into infantrymen, but the impact of more than 10,000 infantry was still huge.

The footsteps gradually became rapid and dense, and hit the ground, like countless drums being beaten.

The Xixia people looked excited. They held the bows and arrows in their hands and ran faster and faster.

"Magistrate!"

The other side of the crossbow was waiting for the order.

Ke Zhe Jizu just looked coldly at the enemy troops who were gradually accelerating.

His hand was slowly raised, and someone from the other side of the bed crossbow raised the big axe at the same time.

The big hand waved, the back of the big axe fell, and the crossbow was smashed...

Mix and Mix and Mix!

More than ten thick crossbow guns flew out.

The crossbow spear flew over a section and then fell down one end.

A Xixia man was cheering and was penetrated through his chest by a crossbow gun.

After the crossbow gun penetrated one person, the kinetic energy remained undiminished, and he and his comrades behind him were directly worn together.

puff!

The sharp spear tip penetrated into the grass and nailed the two of them here.

The screams were horrifying. Those Xixia people didn't dare to look here and were urged to speed up.

Countless Xixia people rushed past the two of them, and their morale gradually became a little depressed.

The crossbow has never been the main force to kill enemies, but is just used to attack the opponent's siege equipment and take out to destroy the opponent's morale.

The observer shouted: "Magistrate, two hundred steps!"

Everyone knows that the crossbow cannot stop the enemy's impact.

Zhe Jizu was watching.

"One hundred and fifty steps!"

The weather was good, and Zhe Jizu had already seen the Xixia people gasping for breath.

It's really hideous!

He shook his head slightly, then raised his hand.

"crossbow……"

Someone was roaring in a hoarse voice.

Just behind them, rows of crossbowmen knelt on the top of the city with one knee, raised their crossbow bows, and pointed them at the sky.

"One hundred steps..."

Zhe Jizu waved his hand like a chop.

"Bound...release!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The sound of densely pulling the crossbow machine came, and in an instant, a dark cloud appeared on the top of the city of Fuzhou City.

The dark clouds rise and begin to dive at the highest point.

"It's the Song people's crossbow arrow!"

The Xixia people began to be in chaos. Some people wanted to avoid the dense crossbow arrows, but they were all comrades around and had nowhere to escape. They could only watch the dark clouds pierced in despair.

The crossbow arrow rushed down from a high place, and the howling sounded endlessly wherever the arrow rain went.

No matter what kind of armor it is, it becomes paper when it encounters powerful crossbow arrows.

A Xixia man abandoned the bow and arrow, covering his face with one hand and his chest with the other, trying to block the crossbow arrow.

He felt a shock on his hand, then his chest seemed to be hit, and finally his lower abdomen...

He lowered his head blankly, looked at the two crossbow arrows on his chest and lower abdomen, and then his knees softened and he slowly knelt on the ground.

The green grass was lush, but the grass juice stomped by the Xixia people in front of them was splashed everywhere.

He smelled the fragrance of the grass, and a huge force rushed over from behind him. He then threw himself on the grass, and countless big feet stepped on his body and continued to run forward.

Countless enemy troops were attacking one after another.

"Bound...release!"

A dark cloud rose again on the top of the city wall.

"The Song people have too many crossbowmen, and they are launching intensively. We will suffer heavy losses before we can reach the city... and we will lose all morale."

Several Xixia generals watched this scene from behind, and some people said with distress: "The raid will not be done. Zhe Jizu is cunning. I'm afraid he has prepared for it, otherwise..."

Retreat!

When the third wave of crossbow arrows covered again, a voice was shouting and scolding.

"Where did that beast Zhe Jizu get so many crossbowmen? Did Emperor Song start to trust the Zhe family again? Retreat!"

The desolate horns roared, and the crossbowmen on the top of the city were still on the strings.

Step on the ring with one foot, lift your hands, and use your feet to force it. The winding is so easy and so fast.

"The enemy has retreated!"

The Xixia people who were running heard the sound of horns and immediately turned around and ran away.

This posture is too firm and completely loses the tough style of the Xixia people.

The people of Xixia had been entangled with Tubo for a long time, and later went to war with the Song and Liao countries. If the people were not strong enough, they would have been annexed by these two giants.

"Magistrate, can you open the city to pursue it for a while?"

A general asked itchy.

All around him were eager to try their luck. Zhe Jizu shook his head and said, "We don't have enough cavalry, so... go out and clean up."

The city gates opened, and the soldiers and civilians were on guard and then cleaned the battlefield.

The sun shines brightly, making people feel warm.

"Discovered alive!"

"Long spear! Come here! stab him to death!"

"ah!"
To be continued...