The iron arrows shot from the tower where the tiger is perched are chasing the souls.
Countless Xizhou soldiers died under this crossbow.
Regarding such battlefield weapons, the rebel army has discussed ways to deal with them.
Ordinary shields cannot withstand it. Only thick city walls can prevent it from being shot through.
The next step is to detect and avoid.
Above a certain distance, with the warrior's acumen, there is still a chance to avoid it.
Of course, if none of the above conditions are met, use the simplest method.
Defend it with a human wall.
That's why the rebel army reacted in such a timely manner, opening up a defensive line of defense and guarding the rebel king behind them.
It's a pity that the anti-king is really unlucky.
No one could aim the three-bow crossbow as accurately as Li Xuemei.
The first arrow was shot by her sense of sight.
The second arrow has corrected the slight deviation. If the bodyguard had not reacted so quickly and pushed away the rebel king, he would have died!
With the third arrow, Li Xuemei's belief in wanting to hit it reached its peak.
The fleeting opportunity was seized by her!
This arrow, after passing through three heavily armored elite soldiers, still accurately pierced the chest of the anti-king.
With great force, Fan Wang took several steps back, and only managed to stand still with the support of those behind him.
The longbow made of iron did not have time to be finely polished.
Xizhou Prefecture is rich in coal mines and iron ores, and the production of iron tools is better than other major prefectures.
Such a crude product would not even have a chance to appear in front of the Anti-King.
But now, not only can he see it clearly and carefully, but he can also feel its heaviness, weight, and the power of shooting at the enemy!
Everyone around him was as silent as a cicada.
On this battlefield where the shouts of killing shook the sky, this place seemed to be frozen for a moment as if time had been suspended.
"puff!"
The rebel king spurted out a mouthful of blood.
That bright red color seemed to wake up others.
"Your Majesty! You..."
"Call the military doctor quickly, quickly!"
"How deep can the arrow penetrate? How do you feel? Come quickly and carry the king back to the camp!"
After Anti-King spurted out a mouthful of blood, blood foam continued to pour out of his mouth.
His eyes were clear and clear at first, but after a few breaths, they became cloudy and dim.
The personal guard supporting him behind him took a very steady stance and allowed him to lean on him with his whole body weight.
Anti-King's hands tightly grasped the arrow body.
He wanted to pull out the arrow, but found that he had no strength at all.
The goggles on his chest protected him a little.
It was already broken into pieces at this time.
The king opened his mouth to say something.
The soldiers of Guan and Xizhou fought hard without being affected by foreign objects.
The sound of blades clashing, the sound of sharp blades entering the body, the screams before death, the strange screams of crazy people...
All these sounds buried his insignificant voice.
He finally lowered his head and looked at his chest.
The tip of the arrow disappeared, and it penetrated his body.
Why doesn't it hurt?
As soon as this thought came into Anti-King's mind, an overwhelming pain spread from his chest to his whole body.
It hurts!
It hurts him so much.
Is he going to die?
The stretcher they learned from the Guanzhou Army was quickly put in place, and everyone moved the rebel king lightly on it and quickly returned to the camp.
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The small-scale riot did not affect the direction of the entire battlefield.
Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man!
The rebel king tried to change his destiny against nature, and those who rebelled with him may be helplessly implicated, or there may be bold and ambitious people who are willing to use the sword in their hands to gain fame and fortune.
As long as the royal flag, which represents the anti-king emblem, does not fall, the fighting will not stop.
Even Li Xuemei couldn't be sure whether she had hit or not, and no one on the Guanzhou Army side knew that the third arrow shot towards the anti-king's location had really hit the rightful owner.
The fierce battle continues!
Shi Yunyan led his elite troops and immediately marched under the city gate.
Behind him are the elites of the Guanzhou Army. After General Wei Hejin returned to Beijing after being qualified, the flag of the Guanzhou Army commander was in the name of the Crown Prince of England!
As a coach, he doesn't have to take the lead.
Yan Huaiwen also told him that noble people should not go into danger.
Since you are the commander-in-chief, you cannot show off your courage as a soldier.
As long as he is on the battlefield and the flag is safe, the Guanzhou Army will know that the Lord is there and will be there.
If you have your heart set on something, keep moving forward!
But Shi Yunyan had been practicing in the military camp since he was a child. Before he reached the age of weak crown, his body was full of righteousness and his blood was in full swing.
As he looked, his colleagues threw their heads and shed blood.
All I heard with my ears was the words "rush" and "kill".
The enemy is far outnumbered and I will not retreat!
The enemy soldiers are stronger than me, we will not retreat!
The enemy is like a tiger or wolf that pounces on its prey. Even if we are defeated, we will fight to the death and never retreat!
How could he hold himself back!
How can I bear it?
Shi Yunyan raised his hand and covered his face with his mask.
He suddenly became nervous while holding the book, and the war horses beneath him seemed to sense his emotions, shaking their heads and snorting lightly.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Yan has said that wherever the handsome flag is, the Crown Prince will be there."
He looked at the big man holding the flag.
His arms were as thick as old tree stumps, and he had replaced the handsome flagpole. He said it was too thin and uncomfortable to hold, so he went to the forest to cut down a piece of wood, and his swollen arms
About the same thickness.
Because Shuai Qidu had changed the pole, he temporarily asked a lady who was good at needlework in Huju City to remove the heavy seams...
If this person wasn't sent by Mr. Yan, why would he not let people mess around like this?
But at this moment, the eldest son of his family wanted to rush into the battlefield and fight with the Guanzhou Army. These people sent by Mr. Yan were so pleased with the book they were reading that their eyes almost rolled out of their heads.
It's a pity that these stupid people didn't have anyone to say a word.
It must be Hu Da, who is good at shooting and has good eyesight.
I can see the Crown Prince's intention, and I can also see the book's request for help.
"Your Majesty, we have reinforcements and they will arrive on time."
From the moment the two armies faced each other, Hu Er had been fiddling with the longbow in his hand and checking the quivers everywhere on his body.
Hearing this, he raised his head and subconsciously said to his brother: "The waiter is reliable. He will definitely not miss the time."
Qi Da, who raised the flag, finally opened Chrysostom.
He said angrily: "Brother Yan said that the waiter will be back tomorrow night at the latest."
Qi Si and Qi Wu nodded at the same time.
They did not raise the flag, but were responsible for staying by the prince's side and protecting him personally.
These days, I have always been serious and never left my side.
The prince eats, sleeps and inspects the military camp...
Let's put it this way, even if the prince goes out to pay his respects, they must be outside the palace, as close as possible to the prince.
Shi Yunyan knows everything.
He knew that Mr. Yan did not want him to put himself in danger.
He knew that although the waiter was just a child, he was very organized in his work. If he could not arrive with the reinforcements on time, he would definitely try his best to send a message back.
I haven't received any letters from the waiter.
Everything was done according to the plan without any deviation.
As the military commander, Mr. Yan fully informed all plans.
With the death of Shi Kezhen, the rebel king was forced to attack the city in advance, and the Xirong army joined forces with reinforcements to arrive.
As long as Huju can withstand this fierce attack by the rebels, the Xirong will arrive, and they will be trapped in this bloody battlefield, and it will be difficult to escape.
At that time, with Dingguo Gongsuo leading a pincer attack and siege, the rebels will rebel, and Xirong will be in danger!
But even though he knew that Mr. Yan's plans were all right, they were more conducive to the overall situation and could end this rebellion faster.
He still couldn't disobey his own heart.
It was him, Shi Yunyan, who overestimated himself.
"Under the handsome flag is where I stand."
The voice under his mask is like a sharp sword, breaking away the fog of hesitation and leaping over the cliff of hesitation.
"Then let where the handsome flag is, be where the edge of my sword is! The place where the flag is flying is where I will fight bloody battles!"