Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

Qin Xuan nodded slightly, and didn't care much about shooting a thousand riders.

Serious eyes are always watching the battlefield, fists clenched, silently calculating in his heart.

"Nearly 30.00% staff reduction, it's time to collapse!"

really

The cavalry, who were known as the prairie warriors a moment ago, could not escape the law that a 30.00% reduction in staff would inevitably collapse.

Seeing friends and acquaintances around him die tragically under the attack of dense arrows, I was already scared out of my wits and didn't dare to charge forward.

After all, they were here to rob, not death squads.

In the past, villages were plundered, and the low adobe walls could be climbed over with a single jump, and there was no intensive bow and arrow defense.

It can be said that they are used to fighting with the wind, but now they are hit by a round of intensive salvos, and they have completely messed up.

The people behind wanted to continue to charge, relying on the cannon fodder in front, otherwise they would be chopped up by the law enforcement general.

The people in front witnessed the misery of others and wanted to back away.

For a time, the team of seven 8000 people became a mess.

On the city wall, five hundred crossbowmen immediately replaced a box of arrows skillfully after shooting out a box of arrows.

Arms resting on the width of the plane, waiting for the command to go up the peak.

Everyone's face was full of excitement.

I have long heard that the Huns are good at riding and shooting, but I didn't expect that they would be vulnerable to the new-style continuous crossbow.

Just one round of volleys caused chaos!

If the two sides were fighting in an open position, perhaps the Huns cavalry would continue to charge.

But there is a high wall defense in front, and there are thick city gates blocking it. If you rush over, you may face more intensive attacks.

Those who don't want to die will naturally not charge again.

Upstairs

Qin Xuan quietly watched the plight of the Xiongnu cavalry who wanted to retreat but could not retreat immediately, the corners of his lips curled up.

Tao Fang held the crossbow and looked around vigilantly.

Curiously, he sighed in a low voice: "Master, how did you know that the Xiongnu would collapse, what a clever plan!"

Qin Xuan smiled proudly: "Because no one can last a round of salvo under such intensive blows!"

If Tao Fang thought about it, he murmured in a low voice, "What if I persist?"

Qin Xuan stared and said angrily: "Then let's do another round!"

Chapter 155 Qin Xuan's Disdain

"How can Qin's crossbows be so powerful?"

"Could it be a crossbow?"

"Yes, only a crossbow can shoot a target that is nearly four hundred paces away!"

"Impossible. Carriage crossbows are slow to load arrows. How could it be so dense? It's difficult to install tens of thousands of chariot crossbows on the city wall?"

"That's right, you can see that the arrows are extremely short, they should be used by light crossbows!"

"However, how can the light crossbow shoot so far?"

"The people of Qin have such powerful crossbows, how can the warriors of our Huns fight against them?"

"..."

The eight leaders widened their eyes in horror and shouted in horror.

Seeing the corpses of prairie warriors everywhere in front of him and the horses falling to the ground with arrows and howling in pain, deep fear flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, they were cautious and did not lead the team to charge as usual.

Instead, he ordered his generals to lead his troops to charge, and he survived by following the Chinese army.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will become a corpse on the ground now!

Especially when they didn't deal with Imoli, the three tribe leaders who were sent as the forward clenched their fists.

Looking at the warriors of his own tribe lying on the ground with red eyes, he wished he could tear Imola into pieces!

If it wasn't for his arrangement, how could the two thousand prairie warriors have been harvested like leeks without even encountering the enemy!

These warriors are the elite of the tribe!

Once the strength is greatly damaged, it will be annexed by other tribes!

The Xiongnu tribe itself annexed each other and grew stronger.

It was not until Dao Touman called the Great Chanyu that he united the Huns.

Now that the tribal warriors are being shot, how can we not be heartbroken.

The three of them clenched their fists tightly, and they were ready to sue in the royal court after the war!