I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 372: The two armies met on a narrow road, and the two armies met with a storm of arrows
"It turns out it's not that easy to end." Zhao Yun said.

Snowflakes are flying.

On the hillside, the Han army soldiers lined up in neat rows. Guan Yu and Zhao Yun stood side by side, gazing down the mountain.

The Wuhuan people retreated temporarily, but they obviously had no intention of giving up.

Just now, when Zhao Yun went out to support Guan Yu, he had already made a plan to lure the Wuhuan people to attack and deal a heavy blow to them.

But none of this happened.

The general on the opposite side named Tadun was actually quite cautious.

"They don't have much time."

Guan Yu glanced at the smoke rising from the sky, stroked his beard and said:

"Unless he gives up this great king, he will surely come and attack again today."

Zhao Yun nodded, knowing that Guan Yu was right.

They lit the signal fire as soon as they discovered the Wuhuan army.

Although it is snowing today, the strong winds and blizzards are not blocking the view.

On the distant ridges, he had seen sections of the Great Wall firing smoke signals as warnings.

If we hold on for just one more day, reinforcements will arrive.

As the local indigenous people, it is impossible for the Wuhuan people not to understand this.

Sure enough, soon, without Zhao Yun and others having to wait long, the Wuhuan people came up again after reorganizing their troops.

Facing the Han army stationed on the leeward slope of the valley, Tadun raised his long sword and encouraged the morale:

"Don't be intimidated by them!"

"He's just a warrior. He can't change the situation on the battlefield."

"The Han army has only a few hundred people, while we have thousands of people!"

"It's time to show courage!"

"Revenge will be taken today!" Kurumu shouted.

Amid the roars of the Wuhuan soldiers, the knights began to charge forward wildly, charging towards the Han army positions on the hillside like a tide.

However, at this decisive moment, when the goal was within sight, they still did not rush directly to the top of the hill in a hurry, but divided into two teams, led by Tadun and Kulumu respectively, to encircle the enemy from the left and right.

After all, Tadun was a battle-hardened warrior. Even after suffering a blow, he remained calm at this critical moment.

Instead of brainlessly attacking the Han infantry formation on the snow slope, Tadun calmly gave orders, ordering the Wuhuan cavalry to fight in the way they were best at.

They drew their bows and drew their arrows, and shot as they ran, launching a rain of arrows that weakened the morale and lives of the Han troops.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of arrows rose up, pierced through the snow, and shot densely towards the Han army's positions.

However, just as their rain of arrows whistled upwards.
"Shoot!" Zhao Yun shouted, "Counterattack!"

The buzzing sound of crossbow arrows rang out in the mountains.

On the Han army's position, the soldiers who had been prepared took out their powerful crossbows and shot sharp arrows.

The crossbow arrows of the Han army and the arrows of the Wuhuan people intertwined and collided in the air, forming a dense arrow rain storm.

Although the Wuhuan people's arrows were dense, the Han army's powerful crossbows had a longer range and more accurate aim. In addition, they were in a high position and had unified aim. The arrows flew through the air and accurately hit the Wuhuan cavalry on the right wing of Kurumu.

Suddenly, screams rang out one after another. Twenty or thirty Wuhuan cavalrymen were shot by arrows and fell off their horses while charging, losing their combat effectiveness.

"what?!"

"asshole!"

"I won't let you off!"

The Wuhuan people on this side were instantly furious.

They didn't expect that they would become the target of a major attack.

The sudden loss of so many compatriots made everyone furious, and Kulumu even gritted his teeth and shouted:
"Spread out, spread out!"

"Keep shooting arrows, shoot arrows, suppress them!" Seeing this, Tadun's face changed suddenly. He did not expect that the crossbows of these Han troops were so sharp that a single counterattack could cause them such casualties. He immediately gave the same order as Kurumu.

As the Wuhuan people got closer, their arrows became more and more frequent, falling like raindrops.

This scene finally made Tadun and Kulumu look better.

Finally got into their rhythm.

Yes, they all knew that the range and power of the cavalry bow were inferior to those of the infantry bow, and even inferior to the crossbow.

However, this does not mean that they do not have advantages.

Their advantages are their large numbers, flexible maneuvers, and faster firing rate.

With the skills of these elite archers, the Han army's powerful crossbows could only launch a second round of shooting after three or four rounds.

The Wuhuan riders who were already in position now poured down arrows continuously, which immediately made the Han army on the mountain unable to raise their heads. The already slow reloading process became even more difficult due to the interference.

After only a few rounds of shooting, the Han army's position began to waver.

The Wuhuan knights seized the opportunity and rushed forward, overwhelming them like a tide.

Although the elite troops of the Han army fought bravely, they were outnumbered and could only be slaughtered like melons and vegetables by the Wuhuan riders who attacked from all sides.
Tadun, great victory!

That's how it should be.

The little drama in Tadun's mind has come to an end, but the reality before him is a little different from what he imagined.

"Oh my god, why do these Han soldiers keep raining arrows?"

"Suppress them! Suppress them!!!"

Kurumu on the right wing shouted wildly amid the constant wailing and screaming around him.

They kept shooting arrows.

But damn, the Han army on the mountain actually maintained a continuous counterattack.

After several rounds of shooting, the Han army's arrows did not show any signs of decline. Instead, his own formation began to become disorganized, and the force of his counterattack became weaker and weaker.

"This is impossible!"

"what happened?!"

"What the hell are those Han people doing?!"

Tadun on the other side was also screaming wildly in his heart.

Could it be that there are more than a hundred people hiding in this mountain?
The Han soldiers kept coming, or did these Han people learn the art of clones? !

Of course not.

If Tadun could get an aerial bird's-eye view, he would be able to discover it.

Their recent rounds of arrow rain attacks yielded little results.

Compared with the tragic scene on their side where dozens of people fell off their horses every time, the Han soldiers who were relying on carriages and simple wooden forts in the camp on the mountain suffered very few casualties.

When the rain of arrows came, they either lowered their heads or raised their shields. Amid the clanging sound of metal, only a few were slightly injured by stray arrows.

As for the reason.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Fei laughed loudly at the camp on the hillside:
"How great is Lord Su!"

"We are fighting this war in such a rich and f**king way!"

Rich, yes.

Su Yao, who was determined to follow the quality route, used his power as the General Du Liao to supervise the military in the north. He picked and chose along the way and gave this Han army the best equipment, almost arming them to the teeth.

Not only iron armor, shields, spears, swords, etc., but each of the more than a hundred people has a set of them. The most important crossbow, Su Yao even equipped each person with three sets.

Before the battle, Zhao Yun had ordered the Han army to install the crossbows and string them in advance. In the war of attrition after the battle, they used segmented shooting and the fifty new infantry auxiliaries to help with loading, forming a continuous coverage of arrows.

In this narrow encounter, the Wuhuan bandits, who were shot by a very small number of people, could not even raise their heads.

(End of this chapter)