"Arrowman is a long snake formation, attack!!"

"Arrowman is a long snake formation, attack!!"

"Arrowman is a long snake formation, attack!!"

The army, which was originally silent, suddenly surged like a tide as the commands were passed down. Four thousand archers pulled their arrows at the French army on the mountain at the same time. The thousands of arrows that were shining with cold light were like the night sky of the British Peninsula, and shining bright stars flashing around the Milky Way that fell from the sky. Although the Milky Way composed of the Pulun Arrow Array is not as bright as they are... But whoever can make the enemy even more frightened is undoubtedly the Arrow Rain Array that has been famous for a long time!

The strong wind blows, and the glorious rose flag whistles behind Xia Ya.

When Kurool saw the Prun Legion launching an offensive formation, he undoubtedly gave him a breath. Attack is good... As long as you attack, I can hold you back. Without the power of a cavalry, he will definitely withstand it for a while. What's more, although Prun's arrow rain formation is indeed powerful, it's just that there are many archers. As long as it is a bow and arrow, it can be blocked with a shield.

"The legion is scattered! Relying on the dense forest to avoid the enemy's first attack, the entire army must not be more than one hundred meters away! Disperse immediately!!" Kuror is also a battlefield that has been passed down for a long time and knows how to use effective terrain among the mountains and forests to deal with the archers' coverage attacks.

After passing the order, the French army quickly dispersed, and each hundred men hid in the dense woods to avoid the upcoming rain of arrows.

Seeing that the French army was so smart, the Knight of the Plen immediately rode his horse to the front of the Plun formation and held his hands to stop the archers' intention to attack.

"Turn the formation! One team of ten people, one team of hundreds, one army, one army of thousands, one army of three parties, and the surrounding formation is deployed!!"

After all, the Knight of the Songs is the real master of this legion. Even the Knight of the Moon cannot rashly stop the intention of this army. Unless he has the will of Charia, the only ones who are loyal to this army are Shaya and the Knight of the Songs. Of course, the former gains soul loyalty compared to the latter.

The four thousand archers immediately spread out on three sides according to the orders of the Knight of the Psalm, slowly surrounding the entire hill in a fan shape.

Xia Ya nodded slightly at the formation. Compared to the concentrated attack without any focus, it was more worth taking to scatter the four sides chosen by the Knight of the Elephant to scatter.

When Kurool saw the formation arranged by the Knight of the Songs, he realized that it would be bad. Indeed, if the large number of archers were only shooting from one side, they could rely on the woods to block some of the attacks. But indiscriminately scattering from all directions, even the densest woods could not be stopped! Unless you were in the primitive dense forest...

"The circular guardian formation, the shield hands form a shield wall..." Kurool once again ordered the army to change the formation.

At this moment, the formation of the Pulun Legion suddenly changed again, and this time it became more intense and even caused a wave of rolling dust and sand.

"Arrowman charges! Two hundred meters below the foot of the target mountain!" The Knight of the Psalm shouted loudly while riding a war horse and raising his sword. The place in front of her was only 150 meters above the foot of the mountain. It takes about 20 seconds for ordinary people to run faster, and for professional soldiers, it takes fifteen or sixteen seconds to die. So at the moment when the Knight of the Psalm gave the order, a soldier with a fast pace rushed to the location in a few seconds, and a set of extremely smooth bows and arrows instantly played the official outbreak of the war between the two armies!

"Say!"

An arrow flashing with a dazzling light shot out from the soldier's hand. The powerful bowstring trembled slightly, and the Plun iron arrow, which had strong penetration, rushed through the three hundred meters away from the two armies in an instant, and shot straight into the heart of a French soldier who was still changing formation.

Blood sprayed... The French soldier knelt on his knees with an incredible face, and then slowly fell to the ground.

The range of Pulun's archers was far beyond everyone's expectations, and even Charia himself had a slightly surprised expression. It turned out that after several wars, basically some of these Pulun's archers were mixed with archers who survived the last Pulun bloody battle. Under the default of the system, the experience, knowledge, skills, and abilities of those surviving archers were greatly improved, just like an upgrade. However, after these surviving British archers and newly recruited archers formed a mixed arrangement, the system defaulted to spread all these abilities to everyone.

In other words, the archery army in Prun is generally at the level of elite archers! Unfortunately, the British archers have dropped to the same level as the entire legion due to the equality.

But this is no longer enough, Xia Ya was surprised and happy at this moment, and she waved her hand and ordered the whole army to hold the army.

immediately!

The horn sounds!

The Knight of the Psalm raised the flag symbolizing the bowmen in his hand. The foot of the mountain was filled with the sound of pulling the bowstrings. 4,000 bowmen were ready to go. They were so powerful that they would definitely break the French army of only 10,000.

"Swish..."

Immediately after a bow and arrow shot, the dark sky that once covered half of the sky of the Pulun Royal City came again...

The huge rain of arrows of four thousand arrows streaked across the sky, and its power and coverage exceeded any battle so far. Even in the offensive and defensive battles, the arrow rain array used by Pulun was not as wide as this time.

Four thousand archers took turns to fight, each of which scattered into a cycle of reincarnation. Four thousand archers took turns to shoot arrows to form a ring attack with a rapid attack. The forest was pressed by the wind brought by the arrow rain array so that they could not look up. A strong wind blew up the woods, causing the 150,000 army of wills to be scared of the night of the Death God, accompanied by thousands of arrows that were dense and violent like rain, attacking the mountain from all sides. At this moment, both the soldiers of Great Britain and the soldiers of the French army were so surprised that they could not speak. Those who had never seen it with their own eyes could not imagine... How great pressure and fear were the thousands of bows and arrows that were enough to cover the sun's light from the sky.

Many French soldiers didn't even have time to shout "arrow attack". In an instant, they rushed to the tree, under the tree, or raised their shields to welcome the attack of arrow rain like a hideous demonic face.

Boom...

The dust shot from thousands of bows and arrows landed at the same time actually covered half of the woods. The extremely heavy blow was condensed, making the French soldiers who raised their shields to fight felt as if a sledgehammer was hit hard on their shield. If they did not kneel down in time to relieve the pressure on the shield, they might be torn apart by the nonsense pressure in an instant.

There was no interval, no sympathy and pity. The French soldiers who had lost their nose were screaming. The person who had lost his arms could only grit his teeth and raise the shield with his only remaining right hand and then at the next moment...... The wooden shield could not continue to withstand the attack of the arrow rain, and cracked in a crisp crackling sound. With his eyes widened, the man completed the entire process of transforming from a human to a hedgehog in just a moment.

The sound of bows and arrows entering the flesh echoed in this wasteland. Every place where the bows and arrows are concentrated to shoot will be empty. The screams of the willful people of the French army are stimulating the French generals, constantly stimulating his already intimidated heart.

"Wang Yan: There is no mercy towards the enemy! Kill!"

After a thousand archers shot out a flood of arrows, they immediately took down the front row and allowed their companions to continue attacking.

"Wang Yan: There are no prisoners to treat the enemy! Kill!"

Another thousand archers continued to shoot without changing their faces.

"Wang Yan: Destroy the enemy and destroy hope! Kill!"

The third row of archers raised their hands and pointed the arrow in their hands straight towards the top of the mountain. The empty eyes were only glory after obedience and killing.
Chapter completed!