Fu Hongzhi punched the air hard and said loudly: "Good job."
Following his words, the stones emitted by several other pole-throwing vehicles also hit the target one after another. Originally, these flying stone attacks were not very accurate, with a standard range of 300 steps.
, can miss a gap of more than ten steps, but because these wooden armored mechas are too close, they are only within a hundred steps from the launch location. In addition, I don’t know if there is help from the gods, but these rocks are actually big.
Most of them hit their targets, and only two or three out of ten did not hit these wooden armored robots.
There was a "boom" sound, and six or seven steps away from the whistling wooden armored mechanism man, another wooden armored mechanism man was hit in the chest by two stones, one after another, and was hit by the first stone.
At that moment, its figure was swaying, and its two wooden arms seemed to be trying hard to maintain balance like human hands. However, the second stone came one after another, hitting almost the same position directly.
At this moment, the wooden-armored machine man could no longer stand firm, and fell backwards. The moment he fell to the ground, he not only pinned down the two or three sergeants behind him who had not been able to escape, but also pinned down the two or three sergeants on his right side who could not escape.
The arm and left leg also moved with the body. Even under the wet cowhide covering the body, there was blood coming out. That was because the operating room in the middle of the body was completely smashed. The two operator dwarfs directly gave the second piece
The stone was smashed into pulp.
There was a burst of cheers among the Jin army. Not only the spearmen and halberdiers in the front row, but also the archers who were rolling all over the ground just now jumped up from the ground and waved their fists wildly.
Roar, Zhu Xiuzhi gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Smash, smash these sons of bitches to death!"
The whistler-armored machine man who was hit three times but still survived had several more shrieking whistles rang out from the inside of his chest. His body dwarfed slightly downwards, as if he had squatted on the ground.
, and there were several sergeants holding stones around, and they quickly ran behind it.
Tan Shihuai reacted immediately and shouted loudly: "Everyone, run, this bitch is going to throw stones too."
It was too late, but it was too late. A thick and large piece of wood suddenly bounced up from behind the six wooden armored machine men who had not been knocked down. It was the arm of the trebuchet, although it was not a whole piece.
The big bamboo, but its lever arm composed of strands of animal sinews was still strong and powerful, and it suddenly bounced up from behind. In its nest hole, a stone the size of a watermelon and weighing seven or eight kilograms was also struck.
It was thrown up, whistling, over the heads of the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting in the front row, and headed straight towards the direction of the pole-throwing carts a hundred steps away.
Following Tan Shihuai's words just now, the pole-throwing carts that were supposed to be loaded with stones again and bent their bamboo bodies began to drag backwards, but the opponent's counterattack came so suddenly, and the stone-throwing was not from the usual impression.
, the line of trebuchets three to four hundred steps away was on the backs of these wooden armored machine men, a hundred steps away, arriving in an instant!
"Pa" and "Boom", there were two loud noises. The two throwing pole wheelbarrows that were retreating were hit by two flying rocks. The car body was immediately torn into pieces, and the throwing pole standing on the body was also broken.
The car was broken into two pieces. The sergeants who were pushing the cart and running back were also hit by fragments of rocks and wood. Their heads were immediately bleeding and they fell to the ground. There was even an unlucky guy who was directly given a piece of
The stone hit his head. After the sound, a headless corpse was still lying on the destroyed car body. Blood and white brains were scattered all over the car and the ground.
Liu Zhendao's eyes widened and he shouted loudly: "If the demon thieves hit us, won't we hit them back? Why retreat? Fight back, fight back!"
As he spoke, he hugged a stone and rushed towards the pole-throwing cart closest to him. The sergeants who originally wanted to push the cart back stopped their own cart, turned the front of the cart again, and faced outside the formation.
They shouted and pulled the big bamboo on the cart to bend again, calculated the distance accurately, and pointed at the target to be struck, which were the wooden armored robots that were still being reloaded a hundred steps away.
Pei Fangming grabbed a large wooden raft that was as tall as one person and rushed to Liu Zhendao's side. While blocking him, he shouted: "Zhendao, you don't want your life. It's so dangerous here."
Liu Zhendao loaded stones into the launching nest and said, "It's so hard that they only threw six pieces at a time. It's unlucky to get hit. We have more than a dozen pole-throwing trucks here, and we outnumber them."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the opponent's catapult raising its arm again. Pei Fangming instinctively wanted to lift up the raft to resist, but this time the arm thrown from behind the wooden machine man was not
It is no longer a stone, but two blue figures.
Liu Zhendao's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, just like his wide-open mouth that could not be closed. Pei Zhendao also held it up blankly, as if he had been cast on a body-fixing technique.
What happened in front of their eyes at the big wooden raft was beyond their understanding. Unexpectedly, what was thrown was not stones, but two living people.
These two men were dressed in blue attire, leather armor, and holding bright sharp blades in their hands. They were walking in the air with the west wind. Their clothes were fluttering. There was one guy who even had the cloth ribbons that bound his hair scattered.
, his messy hair was swaying in the air, and he looked half like a master swordsman wielding a sword, and the other half looked like a masked and hanged ghost.
Liu Zhendao burst out laughing: "Are these monster thieves committing suicide? They were thrown in by a catapult, more than five feet above the ground. If they fall down, they will not be meat cakes, but they will be paralyzed after falling."
However, when the twelve swordsmen launched by the six wooden armored mechanized machines fell into the formation at the same time, everyone reacted. After they landed, they did not notice that they had fallen from a height of five or six feet in the air.
, and like Liu Zhendao said, they were smashed into meat patties or knocked unconscious. They laughed loudly, jumped up from the ground like a carp, turned around, and faced the heavily armored halberds who were arrayed in the front line.
They launched an attack.
At a distance of about ten steps, these guys rushed towards them in almost three or two jumps. The sharp swords in their hands flashed with cold light. With one swing, two or three swords struck at the halberd heads on their chests, and they responded.
The sword broke. At this moment, even Fu Hongzhi was so shocked that he cut off the head of the halberd in one fell swoop with the power of his long sword. What amazing power and accuracy was this?
And the broken halberd heads flew over the shoulders and necks of these swordsmen, just like those jugglers who were performing in the arena, who could be stabbed in the head with a flower spear and perfectly avoid it! ()