Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 313 Invincible Bow and Crossbow Formation
When the cavalry led by the patriarch of the Li clan fell into chaos, although Er Zhujing's side was also surrounded by two or three thousand cavalry, the situation they faced was much easier than Ma Shacai.

Because the formation of a hundred horned crossbows and more than three hundred hard step bows is still very terrifying.

The infantry of this era is good at shooting from a distance and fighting at close quarters. Often a powerful crossbowman is also very powerful in close combat.

It is not that there are no descendants of Tang'er among the Li family at the end of the year. Even if there are no descendants, they themselves know this characteristic of the Central Plains Dynasty's military power.

So as long as they are not fools, they understand that they will definitely not get any favors if they attack [-] well-armored crossbowmen with their lack of armor.

There are only two ways to deal with such a large crossbow array, either to fill it with human life, or you also have the same archers to shoot against it.

Oh, right!Or you have some long-range killers such as small trebuchets or bed crossbows that can flexibly adjust the direction and angle.

But, even Zhang Zhao only owns a few of these things now, so don't even think about it.

The person in charge of attacking or keeping Er Zhujing in charge was the Po Chou clan, an ally of Shatuo and Li's family.

These party members had always lived on the Longyou Snow Mountain in Hexi. Some of them moved inward with the Tuoba tribe, and some continued to surrender to Tubo.

After the Wang family recruited the people from the mountain to go down the mountain, the remaining party items of the Po Chou family came down from the snow mountain.

Of course, as the Hu people who were first exploited by the royal family as tenants and vassals like the Shatuo Li family, they easily came together, and gradually overwhelmed the royal family by virtue of their numerical advantage.

The patriarch of the Po Chou clan glanced at each other with a cavalry general of the Shatuo Li family beside him, and the stout Po Chou clan said with some difficulty: "Let's charge! Why don't we charge, otherwise how can we be worthy of the clansmen?"

Well, before the fight started, the thousands of cavalry here were actually discouraged. Regardless of the thousands of them, the four hundred bows and crossbows are no joke.

General Li's cavalry also nodded, but he obviously had a different opinion. He pointed to the bow and crossbow formation Er Zhujing had put out.

"Just looking at the formation of these Liangzhou infantry, you know that it is absolutely difficult to deal with them. With so many armors and a well-organized formation, what good can we get by rushing forward?

I think it's better to let half of the men dismount and form an array. Let's try to shoot at them with bows and arrows. If they see that a certain group of people are too many, they lose their positions, and the rest of the men get on their horses. A charge can take them away .

If these armored soldiers don't mess around, then we'll be worthy of others if we give it a try. You can't let us wear linen to fight with the armored soldiers, right?Isn't that going to die? "

All the generals and leaders nodded, thinking it was a good idea.

In fact, they were quite frightened in their hearts. They knew that they were definitely the elite just by watching the formation on the opposite side for a quarter of an hour without even moving.

A few drums sounded, a few dilapidated flags were waved twice, and a dozen generals and generals, large and small, scattered in all directions in a wow-wow-wow arrangement.

Almost two thousand cavalry cavalry dismounted one after another, and their weapons were changed from horse bows to stronger infantry bows.

Even in order to defend against the hundred horned crossbows in Yucheng Town, they even made several large shields with simple items such as wooden boards and rafts they brought.

The infantry in front held up their shields, while the archers behind them leaned forward, holding their bows and arrows and slowly pressing forward.

The range of the horned crossbow is much farther than that of ordinary step bows, so they have to get closer to be eligible to shoot at the crossbowmen of Yucheng Town.

Er Zhujing sneered, and after waiting for a long time, the cavalry on the opposite side finally came up, but judging from the fact that they didn't dare to harass them on horseback, and even pretended to charge, these people were actually discouraged.

"Change the formation, strike in two stages! Concentrate on shooting the three planks in the middle!"

After sneering, Er Zhujing gave an order loudly, and the guard in charge of the semaphore immediately waved a yellow pennant.

In an instant, the fronts of the crossbowmen arranged in the moon formation protruded, pushing the hornbowmen to the front, forming a triangle with a slightly wider tail.

Po Chou's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately regretted it, what a fool!

The crossbowman on the opposite side can change formations so calmly when they are about to fight, and there is no slightest noise except for the sound of footsteps and the sound of officers giving orders. Could it be that the forbidden army of the Central Plains Dynasty is here?

"Deng! Deng!" The sound of the horned crossbow sounded a little dull. The powerful thrust of two stones and three fights pushed the short fine iron crossbow, and its flying speed was at least three times that of ordinary bows and arrows.

As soon as the fifty crossbow arrows arrived, those wooden boards that looked wide and big, which should be very strong, were directly pierced through!
Amidst the piercing sound, the Po Chou soldiers behind the wooden plank were stunned one after another, as if they had been punched in the chest by the void.

Before the screams even sounded, the second wave of fifty crossbow arrows arrived again, and more people fell down this time.

The three large wooden shields in the middle clanged a few times before falling to the ground, revealing the archers behind them.

The head of the Chou Chou clan roared loudly, hoping that the soldiers holding wooden boards on both sides would come to fill the vacancy, but who would dare?Who would?

The soldiers holding wooden planks on both sides were sweating coldly, and they were stomping on the spot, pretending to be very eager, but they just didn't lean in the middle.

And the archers in the middle, after losing the cover of the wooden planks, suddenly panicked, one by two rushed to the two sides.

These f*cking crossbow bolts can even shoot through wooden boards, let alone the rotten leather robes and linen clothes on their bodies.

This is the most authentic appearance of soldiers pulled directly from the fields and grassland pastures in this era without rigorous training.

The equipment is not good, and the war is not out of the original intention. The first thought of going to the battlefield is not to make contributions.

But thinking about how to save life?How can I go back alive?There are still wives and children waiting at home.

It's okay to let them fight with the wind. When the war goes well, maybe they will release their desire to destroy as much as they want, and burn, kill and loot.

But when it's obvious that they can't fight at first glance, and they are desperately fighting, their fighting will is quite low.

In the chaos, the second batch of one hundred crossbow arrows arrived as promised, and they were still in the middle of the shot, and the lethality of this shot was great!
The fine iron crossbow arrows got into the chests and abdomens of different people one by one, and the blood flew out wantonly through the small round holes created by the powerful kinetic energy.

For a moment, those who were hit by the arrow but did not die rolled all over the ground.

"Auntie! Auntie, save me!" A young party slave may have been shot through the lungs, and he cried miserably, blood began to ooze from the corners of his mouth.

As he cried, his hands twisted like chicken claws, and his fingers dug out bloodstains one after another on the dry and cold ground.

But this still couldn't relieve his pain, but with the loss of life, the crying gradually subsided.

Beside him, another older, bearded party slave was also pierced through his chest. He looked at the small hole in his chest that kept bleeding out, and kept breathing hard.

This party slave didn't even dare to cry, because if he cried a little, he couldn't breathe. His eyes revealed his attachment to Sheng, but Life no longer attached him to him.

After taking a few breaths in horror, he found that no air had entered his body. Dangxiang Nu raised his eyes and looked at everyone around him, with baby-like grievances in his eyes, as if he was asking, why is there no air?

"Change formation, archers release arrows!" Er Zhujing would not be merciful to any enemy, following his order, the semaphore soldiers around him unfurled a purple flag with wild geese painted on it.

The archers who were watching the show behind them saw the flag and immediately began to spread out, forming a wide inverted T-shaped formation.

The hornbowmen were still at the front and shot in the middle, while the archers started to cover and shoot.

Wave after wave, the energetic Yucheng Town elite shot very fast, within a few breaths, six waves of arrows were thrown out.

The more than [-] armed herdsmen who were assembled on the opposite side, who could not be called archers, quickly collapsed under this swift blow.

They cried and scattered to both sides one after another, even after many people ran to the two sides, they simply got on a horse and went home directly.

Only hundreds of unlucky people were left crying and moaning on the battlefield. Even the commander of these cavalry, the patriarch of the Po Chou clan, and the cavalry general of the Li family were frightened and ran away.

And just when they still wanted to gather some cavalry to keep Erzhu Jingbu under watch, a louder cry of fear came.

This is the cavalry led by the head of the Li family, which was formed after being killed by horses and collapsed.

There are broken soldiers running around everywhere, no one can know who is who, what should we do?
The patriarch of the Pochou clan didn't look into the eyes of the cavalry general of the Li family this time, but pulled the reins, and ran away with his relatives without looking back.

The damage caused by more than [-] cavalry to the more than [-] people under Ma Shacai's troops was less than one-tenth that of Hongchi Ridge and Yema Ridge.

Ma Shacai no longer restrains the soldiers under his command. After running so far and going through so many difficulties, they need to vent. Harvesting the lives of the enemy is the best way to vent.

. . . .

In Lanzhou City, the battle has also reached its final stage. As the day dawned, the goals of both sides of the melee city group became clear immediately.

The entire Majestic Temple was in chaos, they were a bunch of 30 people, entangled with each other and strangled each other.

The battle here is much more brutal than outside the city, because these patrols are the elite of the Li family, while those outside can only be called armed herdsmen.

"Jincheng Wang, come to help kill the enemy! We wear red scarves!"

After Wang Tinghan arrived, he didn't go straight in. Now that the two sides have fought like this, it would be bad to be treated as Li family patrol by soldiers of Guiyi Army.

But of course they could tell who was the patrolman of the Li family, so they immediately made the children of the Wang family around them shout.

Yue Saonu and others who heard them shouted began to approach these Wang family children wearing red scarves, and soon resumed their formation, and the situation was completely unfavorable for the Li family.

At this moment, a group of people from the northwest came to the Weiyan Temple with several Soviet flags.

"Su Lun Luxin came to help the Heavenly Soldiers! Those who wear the red scarves are our own!"

(End of this chapter)