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Chapter 397

Among the shouts of five thousand cavalry rushing to kill, Ashnamo's shout was no different from Zhihong falling into a drop of water in the vast ocean.

Although the Turks, who have experienced many battles, are ready for Longwuwei to release arrows, they are also ready to dodge the arrows.

Hanging the body on the side of the horse's belly can avoid the danger of arrows. Almost everyone in the Turkic cavalry has this ability, which is also an invincible skill of the Turkic cavalry.

However, the Turkic cavalry never expected that the first wave of arrow rain would be so dense, covering the sky and covering the sun, as if dark clouds were overwhelming, and there were at least [-] arrows.

Just the first wave of tentative charges covered the attack with [-] arrows. Are these southerners crazy?Or the Nan people are already rich enough to ignore the consumption of arrows.

Although a little panicked, these Turkic people who had fought many battles immediately hung sideways on the horse's belly to avoid the rain of arrows.

We just dodge and leave the rest to God.

But God's will obviously didn't favor them. The greater danger than the rain of arrows covering the sky and the sun was the two-meter crossbow bolts hidden in the rain of arrows.

The sound of piercing through the air was horrifying. Although the arrows were flying at an angle when viewed from below, the impact force of the eight-ox crossbow had already surpassed the level of recognition by human eyes.

"what"

"Sorry"

The wailing of the Turkic people was endless, accompanied by the wailing and neighing of war horses.

Ashinamo hung from the horse's belly and looked behind him, the scene behind him made his expression tear.

After many Turkic people were strung together into a string of candied haws by the arrows of the Eight Bull Crossbow, they knocked off many Turkic talents and fell to the ground.

The Turkic cavalry who was shot didn't even have room to struggle.

The situation was good and the whole body fell, while the unlucky Turkic crossbow arrow was directly pierced through the neck, and the head flew directly.

The situation of the war horse was also not much better. The thick and long body of the crossbow directly passed the war horse through its body, and the war horse fell to the ground with a few whines.

The fast-charging cavalry encountered obstacles and had to turn on their backs. Many cavalry were thrown off by the horses, and the fate can be imagined.

Bloody and bloody, stepped into meat sauce.

Just [-] bed crossbows caused a lot of losses to [-] Turkic cavalry. The rain of strong bows and arrows all over the sky fell into the crowd of cavalry like the call of death.

Immediately there was an endless howl.

Without Ashinamo's order, the Turkic Machang, who is good at riding and shooting, took off his longbow and started to fight back.

The Turkic people's reputation for riding and archery is by no means a vain name, and under the cover of such a rain of arrows, they still have the strength to fight back.

The archers who were caught off guard on the city wall were shot through by the Turkic long arrows, and died on the spot.

Hearing the wailing of the soldiers around him, Zhong Qiang waved the command flag again with a gloomy expression: "Fire the arrows."

The Baoxu crossbow combined with various arrows to start the second wave of arrow rain.

Then the second wave of arrow rain received little effect. The speed of the Turkic cavalry was absolutely unmatched, and they had rushed to the distance of [-] steps from Yingzhou City in just a short moment.

The use of the eight-ox crossbow has been greatly limited. It is impossible to let the archers carry the eight-ox crossbow to shoot at the Turks under the city wall.

Even the effect of the rain of arrows covering the sky and the sun is not obvious. The riding skills of the Turkic people are indeed far superior to those of the Dalong people. They hang far from the belly of the horse. If they are not marksmen, they can shoot arrows on the horse at most .

However, the war horse that suffered from the pain of the arrow charged even more vigorously.

"Hand crossbow cover, hand crossbow cover, support General Keyan under the city."

In a few breaths, the Turkic people had rushed to the bottom of the city, looking helpless at the closed city gate, Ashnamo realized at this time that there was no support from the siege troops, only his own cavalry, even if they attacked and killed the city, there was nothing they could do.

For a while, Ashinamo regretted it. He should not have been so radical. It was the most correct way to support each other with the siege infantry.

However, the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and there was no room for Ashinamo to regret it. The Turkic people could only look at the Modao team who had set up their battles.

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

In their eyes, the Modao team, which didn't even have a shield, was like a piece of fat around their mouths.

Even if someone was shot by an arrow from time to time and fell off the horse, the Turks rushed to the Modao team without hesitation.

One is because they clearly understand what will happen when they fall to the ground, and the other is that they want to take revenge, and use the scimitar in their hands to kill all these cunning southerners.

"The archers stop shooting arrows, don't accidentally injure the Modao team."

The archers took back the bows and arrows in their hands one after another, and drew out the sabers around their waists.

The six guards in northern Xinjiang are equipped with complete armor, the cavalry should also be equipped with hand crossbows, and the archers should also be equipped with melee weapons.

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

A group of archers dressed in different styles stepped forward one after another, and began to bend their bows and set arrows. Every time an arrow was shot, there would be a scream among the Turkic people, and then fell under the iron hoof.

"Eight oxen and strong archers are ready to shoot the Turkic siege infantry. Be sure not to let the Turkic siege ladders collide with cars."

The bow and arrow battalion once again shot out a rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun. There was no way, Zhang Kuang had spent all his money this time. All the 50 arrows in his hand were released, and tens of thousands of arrows flew out of Yingzhou City at a time.

"kill."

From a distance, Ke Yan saw the Turkic people put away their bows and arrows and raised their banners: "The sword and shield soldiers retreat to cover, and the Modao team meets the enemy."

When the two soldiers met, the Modao team, which was no different from a piece of fat in the eyes of the Turks, showed a fighting power that made them terrified.

The Mo Dao team was divided into two echelons, and the long hilts of the swords were cut out neatly before the Turkic cavalry approached, and the Turkic people immediately turned on their backs.

Kong Wu's powerful Mo Dao team cut off the horse's neck by the root, and the blood splattered in the sky, and the Turkic cavalry thrown into the air by the remaining power of the horse was also cut in two by Mo Dao.

Some cavalrymen who rushed into the Modao team waved their scimitars excitedly, but the scimitar left only a shallow knife mark on the plate armor, which could not hurt the Modao team's body at all.

At the moment when the short soldiers were handed over, about 500 Turkic cavalry fell on the spot.It can be said to be a huge loss. In the past, cavalry did not have such a tragic record against spearmen.

"Retreat, retreat." Ashnamo shouted in horror.

Ke Yan waved the command flag: "Change formation, match left and right, echelon defense, cooperate with bow and crossbow battalion to kill Turkic siege infantry."

Ke Yan knew that the infantry chasing and killing the cavalry was nothing but a dream, so he directly turned his eyes on the Turkic infantry who had no time to retreat.

The broken Modao team went deep into the crowd to see what kind of bad news it was.

Ever since the Modao team rushed into the Turkic infantry, the screams never stopped.

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

Ke Yan watched the blood flow all over the ground, and the continuous corpses on the battlefield waved him without hesitation: "The front team has changed to the rear team, go back to the city to repair."

The north gate of Yingzhou City slowly opened, and a group of Modao team spearmen retreated steadily into the city.

Zhang Kuang looked at the corpses scattered all over the city outside the city, his expression remained unchanged: "Cavalry attacked the city, arrogant and arrogant, come here, count the losses."

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