The first wave of arrows had already fallen. Then, almost without any pause, the second wave fell. The buzzing sound of the arrows as they flew through the air made people's eardrums hurt.
The heavy arrows falling from a high place were very powerful. Chen Ran stood on the right side of Guo Ning and was responsible for holding up a large wooden board. More than ten arrows were deeply embedded on the wooden board. Every time an arrow fell, he held up the wooden board.
Both hands will vibrate violently.
The temporarily removed carriage board was not of exquisite quality, and the thickness of the wood was uneven. A heavy arrow penetrated directly through the weak point and pierced his palm, and several inches of the arrow cluster were exposed. Blood flowed down his forearm.
It continued to flow, but Chen Ran's movements and footsteps were not affected at all, and the wooden board did not tilt at all.
The Mongolian knights continued to shoot wildly. This is what they are best at and what they rely on most at critical moments.
In the shortest time, thousands of heavy arrows were thrown towards them. Even if the soldiers held up their wooden shields as support, they could not completely stop them. The jingling sound of the arrows hitting the metal armor leaves was continuous, and the helmets of many soldiers were
There were arrows stuck in their shoulder armors and chests, swaying as they moved.
Several other soldiers were seriously injured and immediately fell to the ground. Blood gurgled from under their bodies and stained a large area of grass.
"Wait a minute! Take ten steps forward and shoot!"
"Five steps forward!"
Among the soldiers marching side by side with Guo Ning, many of them had outstanding shooting skills. Although Guo Ning himself could not pierce a poplar in a hundred steps, he could still hit five or six out of ten at birds and animals within a few dozen steps, so he was considered a good shot.
However, when it comes to archery skills, no matter how elite the Han soldiers are, they are always inferior to the Mongols.
The harsh environment on the grasslands determines that the Mongolians make a living as nomads; the nomadic life of living in pursuit of water and grass determines that fighting is a daily routine for every tribe, and riding and archery are part of life for them.
Just like eating, drinking and breathing, they are both indispensable for life protection.
On the contrary, most of the garrison officers deployed by the Jin Kingdom in northern Xinjiang were originally farmers, and at most they were local soldiers who had received basic training. After they arrived in northern Xinjiang, how long did it take for them to undergo training before they could hone their riding and archery skills as usual?
Keep pace with the relentless Mongols?
No matter how hard you work or have outstanding talent, it is difficult to do it.
At that time, there were Tiefutu warriors in the army on Yehu Ridge. However, when everyone was fighting with the Mongolian army, they saw with their own eyes that there were even Mongolian knights on the battlefield who dared to rush their horses forward, and when they were within twenty or thirty steps, they directly fired arrows.
Shooting a soldier in the face will kill him with one blow. His shooting skills have reached this level, which is truly terrifying.
Fortunately, at this time, the Mongolian army's arrows were not accurate.
After losing the advantage of their horses moving at high speed and retreating quickly, the Mongols were just flesh and blood after all. Once they were forced close by a group of soldiers, the previously defeated Mongolian light cavalry was an example!
Facing the approaching enemies, the Mongols were obviously impatient. They chose projectiles that were very laborious but had a relatively low hit rate, and started shooting from a distance of about a hundred steps. This was usually done when large armies were fighting.
The main purpose of this method is to harass the enemy's position or hinder the enemy's advance, rather than to kill.
It's a pity that it can't be stopped.
The Tiefutu soldiers continued to advance.
At a distance of 80 steps, they started to shoot back; at a distance of 60 steps, they dropped the planks and drew their bows to shoot again and again; at a distance of 40 steps, the hit rate of both sides had significantly improved. Several people around Guo Ning were shot by arrows in succession.
The arrow hit the neck, and with a painful roar, they bled and rolled to death.
More people were hit by arrows, but no vital parts were injured.
Guo Ning was covered in armor and was stabbed with more than a dozen arrows. At first glance, he looked like a hedgehog with bristled fur. He had to take the time to draw his sword and cut off the arrow shafts one by one, otherwise the action would be affected. People gathered around Guo Ning.
The soldiers were all brave and continued to move forward.
The scorching sun in the sky was like fire, and Guo Ning's fighting spirit was burning like a blazing fire.
The wound on his body was in pain, and the violent movements tore the wound open, and warm blood was already flowing out. He was breathing rapidly, but he did not feel tired.
Every time he took a big breath, the air with the choking smell of blood was poured into his lungs, giving him a feverish joy. The smell reminded him that in this cruel world where humans and beasts compete and fight, there is no room for calmness.
All the ideas, all the efforts, when put into practice, there are only four words: life or death!
He saw the Mongolians in front of him felled by arrows, and saw panic on several faces as ferocious as wild beasts. He heard the Mongolians shouting repeatedly. Although he could not speak in the frontier for so many years, he could not speak.
I could understand a few words in Mongolian and knew that they were shouting to form a formation. Others were shouting to leave the horses alone and gather together quickly.
late!
The Mongolian army is strong in riding skills. It is also strong in archery. But when it comes to infantry fighting and fighting in formation, Guo Ning believes in the results of months of training at the Xijunhe camp. Today is the time to test it.
It’s time to kill the enemy!
Guo Ning sided to avoid a Mongolian who was flying toward him, then swung his iron bone sword and hit the man on the back of the head from top to bottom. There was only a muffled sound, and the entire iron plate at the back of the iron helmet suddenly dented.
The Mongolian fell heavily to the ground and twitched his hands and feet twice.
Guo Ning didn't take a second glance and strode forward.
A short and stocky Mongolian wearing fine armor rushed towards him, stabbing with a spear. He was an experienced warrior, and the tip of his spear carried strong wind, and his attack was extremely fierce.
But Guo Ning not only did not dodge, but instead saw the opportunity and took another step forward. The spear grazed Guo Ning's ribs and was clamped hard by Guo Ning's arms. The enemy grabbed it twice and felt as if he was shaking.
The tree and the spear were motionless.
He quickly released his hands holding the gun and stepped back quickly. Where Guo Ning raised his hand, Tie Guduo came, just like hitting a watermelon with a stone, smashing the enemy's eyes and features into pieces, and the whole face was sunken into the skull.
Inside, blood and brain matter burst out, splattering all over Guo Ning's body.
Following the Mongolian warrior, there was also a man from Baihu wearing ring armor. Seeing Guo Ning coming with a fierce force, he waved his sword repeatedly and shouted loudly, calling for his companions behind to gather together and fight.
Guo Ning handed Tieguduo to his left hand, held the spear clamped to his side with his right hand, and threw it with all his strength. The barrel of the gun whined with strong wind, but it was not very accurate. The Mongolian family dodged it in a flash.
Unexpectedly, Chen Ran followed closely beside him, suddenly rushed forward, and stabbed his throat with a gun.
The hundred households held the gun barrel with both hands, widened their eyes, stuck out their tongues, and struggled to keep from falling. Chen Ran raised his kick and kicked him over, and stood back beside Guo Ning.
In an instant, Guo Ning advanced dozens of steps. In front of him, to the left and to the left, there were messy horses, and their dark figures obscured the scene further away. Only countless enemies who looked like wolves were seen.
Yelling indiscriminately, they rushed towards me.
Guo Ning turned around and saw that Ni Yizheng was holding a red military flag high and quickly caught up. The surrounding soldiers were lined up in several rows, standing side by side, with dozens or hundreds of long guns and iron spears poking out densely, like a steel jungle.
, and like some kind of crawling giant beast, with sharp claws and claws sticking out.
He laughed and said lightly: "Leave these messy people to Li Erlang to kill, and we will move on."
A hundred steps behind him, Li Ting howled and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Follow up! Keep up!"
A hundred steps behind Li Ting, Han Xuan watched as the light cavalry from both wings of the Mongolian army gathered around them. There were nearly a thousand cavalry. These cavalry bypassed the muddy land and ran wildly from both sides. The speed of the horses was all stretched to the limit.
When they approached rapidly, their momentum was very frightening. It reminded Han Xuan of the blood mist in the Yehuling battlefield, and of the time when he saw the Mongolian army outflanking them with light cavalry, and was so frightened that he lost his mind.
He straightened his back, looked left and right with disdain, and then slightly quickened his pace: "Keep moving forward, don't let Li Erlang throw you away."
