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Chapter 143 Death is all over the field

It lived, and the small fortresses that had been in a dead state had fireworks in the sky, when the shells fell on the Pope's stone thrower, and when the longbowers wanted to climb it, it lived!

In each of the shooting ports, four "Caesar Crossbows" were arranged. The 15-high height was divided into three layers. Only "Caesar Crossbows" would have 360 ​​crossbow arrows shot out every minute. This is certainly not as powerful as the Marks machine guns during World War I. But they crossed the firepower of the same "small fortress" 150 meters away, just like the scissors of the god of death.

“Run…”

A series of crossbow arrows shot out from the shooting port, and the English longbowers who were planning to board were immediately hit. They were not like infantrymen, wearing armor, and some people holding shields. They had only the most basic chain mail and cowhide that could not be blocked. Under the dense attack of crossbow arrows, they were really as vulnerable as the original owner of the leather armor.

Fortunately, the longbowmen's reaction was agile, and their speed was much faster than that of heavily armored infantry. They quickly moved their legs in leather boots and moved further and further away from the small fortresses that had just been resurrected.

Then this made the "Caesar's continuous shooting crossbow" shooters in the "small fortress" lose interest in them. After all, the city of Turin cannot be captured by longbowmen. Therefore, their mission is to use dense weapons to attack those infantry. Although it is impossible to leave all the infantry in front of them, even modern Olympians at human speed, it takes 9.79 seconds to 100 meters. If it is an infantry wearing heavy armor, then...

In one minute, the four "small fortresses" in the 600-meter area will shoot 1,440 arrows in just "Caesar's continuous crossbows". This is not the pulley bows in the hands of soldiers on the city, nor is it the efforts of the archers in the "small fortresses". The average shooting rate of the pulley bow can be maintained to 15 arrows per minute. This is the source of the overwhelming arrow branches for soldiers under the city.

The tip of the crossbow arrow hit the iron armor, and the injured opened their mouths and screamed shrillly. At this moment, they were all squatting in the corridors of those "comb walls", desperately shrinking their bodies, but this was useless in the endless rain of arrows like a waterfall on the top of the city. Those arrows seemed to have no end, and even they were like real heavy rain, making people almost unable to open their eyes when facing it.

"Road forward...Road forward..."

Surviving the Templars, they had at least 30 swords inserted into them. However, their armor was all from the Knight Armor series. Although they took off their arms and heavy armor in their legs to climb the city wall. However, it was too much forcing to break through the chest that was protecting them.

Moreover, the arms and legs are matched with the Yulin Armor series knight armor, and the mountain text armor and chain mail. They reduce most of the weight of the plate-shaped armor for the Templars. At least they can cooperate with the white Templar cloaks to protect themselves. Those cloaks are made of glass silk and raw silk, as everyone knows, the reason why the Mongols like to wear silk clothes is the same. This kind of flexible fabric can reduce the chance of arrow branches penetrating the armor, and can also effectively reduce the damage of arrow branches.

Under such heavy protection, the Templars waved the long sword in their hands and pulled every soldier huddled underground, asking them to put the ladder into the city wall. However, the wounded Templars felt that unfortunately, there were almost not many soldiers around them alive. If you look around, the entire "comb wall" would be like a tomb dressed in corpses. But this tomb is a bit too long. At this moment, there are wounded people who are surviving under the dense rain of arrows, and the dying people who scream the most miserable.

Some of the Templars looked at this miserable situation, knelt on the ground and began to pray with crosses on their chests. Because to them, this was not a fair war at all, it was just a massacre.

"Escape quickly... Let's escape here..."

The massacre finally made all those who squatted to avoid the arrow branches no longer bear it. They turned back and threw down everything that was in the way, and ran back quickly. However, at this time, the crossbow arrows in the "small fortress" were on the back, and behind them were the shooting of 15 arrows per minute by the archers on the top of the city. Especially in the narrow passage of the "comb wall", the ground was full of obstacles composed of corpses and discarded weapons. How could they easily escape under such circumstances?

"Oh my God... save your child!"

Up to now, in addition to firing a wave of explosions and ammunition from the shells and clearing out the Pope's stone thrower outside the city, the entire city, including the small fortress, has always been continuous with arrow branches. The more than 40,000 soldiers attacked outside the city were severely damaged by this dense rain of arrows. No one could have thought that those "comb walls" that seemed to be nothing would cause such trouble when attacking.

Everyone was crowded in those narrow passages. When facing the opponent's attacks from front and back, they could only use shields to cover their bodies, but they could not move forward in a single step. Especially when the "small fortresses" were resurrected, more dense arrows shot from behind. This made the people in the passage unable to hide, and no matter which direction they were moving, their backs would become vulnerable to attack.

Most importantly, this situation caused chaos in the entire army. If the army behind wanted to leave the "small fortress" attacks from the arrow branches, the people in front wanted to avoid the more terrifying shooting of the arrow branches in the city walls and wanted to run backwards. The narrow passage made them collide like two rapids. As a result, everyone was blocked and could not move, so they had to stand there in despair, enduring the attacks above their heads, in front of them, and behind them.

In the distance, in the camp of the Pope, Pope Innocent IV, looked at the miserable scene like a massacre. He stood blankly and could not move. His eyes were staring at the terrible city wall, the stone throwing machine of his army was burning, and the dying screams of soldiers under the city broke into the clouds.
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