213 Both ends 2(2/2)
Luo Xianjue's face turned solemn again, and he shouted: "Continue to move forward!"
"Ho huh huh"
The heavy shield hands lifted the heavy shield again and roared rhythmically. The spearmen placed the spears between the shields, and they were still connected in a line and rushed forward neatly.
The remaining thief sword and shield hands were even more frightened and retreated step by step.
The spear in front of him was dripping with blood, and the tip of the sharp edge was stretched and contracted. When he walked a little slower, he was stabbed and rolled to the ground.
The shield wall is pressed in a row, and it is combined with spears, both offense and defense, making people feel powerless.
Suddenly, Luo Xianjue's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "Falling shield, defend!"
There was a neat sound of heavy shields falling to the ground, and the heavy shield hands were all out of the way, hiding their bodies behind the heavy shields as much as possible. The spearman behind them was the same.
Then I heard the whistling sound of arrows and the dull sound of sharp arrows piercing the shield, but the thief archers and swords and shields arrived at the rear.
According to Zhang Neng's instructions, Du Shaotou led the thief to follow behind, fifty sword shield hands, one hundred archers, and one hundred fifty firearm hands.
Not to mention the firearm hand, the archers on the side are afraid that the entire Suining City will not be able to find them, and the weak bows that cannot be reached by even the five-power bows are not counted.
After these archers came, under the command of the whistle, some of them bypassed the earth wall and shot directly behind the shield array.
Some of them stood on the side of the earth wall, and kept shooting arrows diagonally facing the inside.
Some people paid attention to the city wall, and there was no movement there, but Du Shaotou always felt a little scared.
Zhang Neng's cavalry team had more than a hundred cavalry, and dozens of cavalry were dispatched, divided into multiple strands, trotting, and shooting continuously at the other side of the wall at a distance of hundreds of steps.
The vibration of the bowstrings comes one after another, and the arrows fall like rain. They are still divided into two directions, one side cannot prevent the other side.
There were muffled groans and screams, and Luo Xianjue's soldiers kept hitting arrows, especially the spearmen in the second row and the reserve soldiers in the third row.
The thief's sword and shield hands began to step forward to attack the shield formation again. Everyone could not be separated, but could only stand up straight and get arrows.
Their arrows were too dense. Although they were not very good at shooting, and the arrows shot from the front of the shield array flew over the top of their heads, the arrows coming from the side, especially those who were quite far from the earth wall, were often caught and fell down.
"bite"
A light arrow shot from the right fell on Luo Xianjue's iron armor, and then slid away with a slew of Mars.
But with a scream in front of him, a spearman rolled to the ground, but several arrows fell on him at the same time.
A light arrow was inserted into his right chest, dripping blood.
The spearman rolled on the ground in pain, and the stretcher team rushed up, holding his shields in a tight manner, and lifted him down.
A preparatory spearman in the rear came forward to take over his shift without a sound.
There was also a guard beside him groaned and pulled away a light arrow that was stuck on his body with a hint of blood.
He was wearing iron-inserted cotton armor, three layers of armor plates, weighed 30 kilograms, had excellent anti-arrow ability, and had to take thirteen steps to shoot through the bow and penetrate into the flesh.
The light arrow shot from outside the wall. Although it hit his body, it only saw some blood, and even minor injuries were not considered a minor injury.
Luo Xianjue was a little anxious, and the team kept falling down. Although the shooting was fatal injury, if this continued...
Suddenly his heart relaxed and tightened again, and the thief's firearm came to his hands.
...
Yang He looked outside the city and the thief's firearm hand finally came up.
At this time, the two wings outside the wall, within dozens of steps from the moat, were covered with thieves' swords, shields, and archers.
Their swords and shields attacked in front, and the archers shot behind, mostly horizontally and obliquely and vertically. The shield formation soldiers continued to suffer casualties under the rain of arrows.
Everyone around him was very anxious, but Yang He was just calm and silent. Compared with the killing of firearms, the killing of bows and arrows can be tolerated, and the two evils are the least!
Fortunately, their firearm hands finally came up, and they saw the thief sword and shield hands on both wings, especially archers, giving way.
It is not as good as an archer who can shoot at any angle, but the gun can't be shot, and it must also be facing the target.
These thieves' firearms must come forward, go in horizontally, and face the shield array head-on.
Seeing the two winged thieves' firearms coming, Yang He shouted loudly: "Military gun, shoot!"
The two-wing gun soldiers fired in a squad, and there were many firearms, crowded with them, and rushed into them within fifty steps. The fierce row of guns was screaming on both sides, and the sound of flesh slamming to the ground.
There were eighty gun soldiers on both wings, and at least more than sixty of them were defeated.
"Gray Bottle!" Fifteen small stone throwers on both wings were placed in large jars, filled with lime. Hearing the sound of a mechanic, the jars were thrown out one by one, and they landed dozens of steps away, and fell into the crowd of thieves outside the moat.
Then the jar of the gray bottle exploded and the white lime powder inside spread out.
There was a shrill howling, and many thieves shouted sadly, whether it was archers, sword and shield hands, or firearm hands.
They covered their eyes, just howled, and shouted: "Eyes, my eyes..."
The gray bottles were thrown in a row on the city, and white mist covered the land outside the city. The grenades in the hanging building also continued to throw away the round and rolling enemies, weighing three pounds, and the thieves outside the city were even more crying and howling.
The gunmen on both wings lined up the thieves outside the city, knocking them over rows of thieves from outside the city to the ground, throwing out the dust bottles in the middle, and finally changing them to a fire pot.
...
The right wing of the dike wall is considered the left wing of the attack position of the thief.
This side is commanded by Li Rugui, the subordinate of Wang Long. Luo Rucai has a characteristic, which is cunning. Li Rugui himself is still far away in the formation of about a mile, and only ordered the blue whistle in the camp to move forward, drive away four hundred hungry people, and 50 people to escort the formation.
Then the Blue Whistle head was accompanied by a hundred swords and shields, a hundred archers, and a hundred firearms.
He was honest and led by the way, and after he arrived with many firearms and hands, he ordered him to go around the earth wall and let the archers and swords and shields in front of him retreat, and prepared to command the firearms and hands to line up on the ground full of corpses and blood.
He was going to divide it into three rows, pull the plate machine towards the shield array in front, and use sharp firearms in one fell swoop to destroy his own archers, swords and shield hands, and even four hundred hungry people who died and escaped.
Just as he brought people in, a row of gunfire bursts on the wall ahead. His sharp firearm hands immediately fell down more than 30, making the Blue Whistle leader's head's eyes scattered.
Then the matter was not over. More than a dozen large bottles and jars on the top of the city fell. After they exploded, choking lime filled the soldiers, and the soldiers beside them howled shrillly, and the wolf rushed.
Then things were not over. The bottles and cans were thrown continuously, and huge enemies were thrown by thousands of people, holding a scattered gun, and finally even came to the fire pot.
On the city top, the iron spoons of fifteen small stone throwers have been replaced with grey bottles into fire jars, and the porcelain jars are filled with hot turbulence.
Suining is a small place, and there is not much of this kind of tincture oil, and it is only used as a decisive force. At this time, the fire pot is placed on it, and the responsible military personnel lit it with torches, and the porcelain pot becomes a fire pot.
Then the machine sounded, and more than a dozen burning pots were thrown out of the city and fell among the thieves. The blazing flames rose up, accompanied by a loud shout that was not like a human voice.
Blue whistle was coughing desperately, and many thieves were running around, and suddenly a cup of fire fell beside him.
The pot fell and exploded, and the thick flames rose high, instantly swept across the blue whistle.
The blue whistle howled shrillly, running around and ramming, and countless flames splashed on their bodies.
He rolled on the ground, but it was still useless, and stumbled and ran around again.
The water splashed violently, but it plunged into the trench under the wall ahead.
But even though he fell into the water, the flame still burned to pieces.
Chapter completed!