Silver Overlord

Of course, Lu Gongzi would not directly rush to the battlefield of the first line to fight with people. When his squatting rushed, the speed of his rhinosteed slowly slowed down, and finally stopped at the Shatu. A few hundred meters away from the camp, I looked at it, and the guards around him also protected him. They took out the shields hanging from the saddle and formed several walls around him, for fear that he would be far away. The Shatu people’s flow is hurt.

Yan Liqiang They did not stop, but rushed to the Shatu camp with the cavalry on the side of Zhao Tianyi.

The bow on his hand had already been taken by Yan Liqiang, and when the Shatu who rushed across the road entered the range of Yan Liqiang’s bow and arrow, Yan Liqiang opened the bow. The first arrow shot a Shatu. It fell from the moment.

“Wang brothers are good arrows…” Zhao Tianyi shouted loudly. As his voice fell, the archers among the people who Zhao Tianyi took had already raised the bow of their hands, facing those of Shatu. Man, shoot the arrow of the first round.

One person turned upside down, and the Shatu who rushed over fell down more than a dozen at a time, while the arrows in the Shatu camp were few.

Compared to Yan Liqiang, the half-cab battalion of Lu Gongzi’s squadron’s long-range strike is even greater, only after the first round of arrows, the Shatu’s cavalry that is rushing toward them. The child fell nearly half, forty or fifty people. After the second round, the forty or fifty people were still rushing forward, there were only a dozen, and the two sides quickly approached within 50 meters, Lu Gongzi The half of the cavalry battalion’s assault formation changed rapidly. The archers leaned back and the row of cavalry rushed up. The Shatu cavalry rushed over and screamed, not waiting for them, waiting for them. It was a raindrop-like arrow, and the arrow of the arrow was even larger. In a flash, more than a dozen Shatu cavalrymen fell on the ground with their rhinosteed, like a hedgehog.

The first batch of more than 100 Shatu cavalrymen who rushed to the lower cavalry of Lu Gongzi did not even rush to the side of the regular cavalry. Even if they did not touch one of them, they were all destroyed and fell on the bow and arrow. Under the blow of the machine.

This scene, let Lu Gongzi, who is watching the battle in the distance, look red, and the whole person is very excited. He is constantly whispering to himself. “His grandmother, his grandmother, so fast, so fast, this is the first A wave of heads… These heads… At least you can change thousands of acres of grassland… I knew that my father should send all the cavalry battalions. If our cavalry battalions are all equipped with strong bows or strong squats, every time they fight, they will not wait. If the enemy is close, the enemy can be shot, so it is not invincible…”

What Lu Gongzi didn’t know was that he was whispering in his excitement, and the idea of ​​establishing a bowman with Yan Liqiang was the same. However, he did not think Yan Liqiang so rigorously and meticulously. The understanding of the bowman was not as profound as that of Yan Liqiang. He did not have the means and ability to mass-produce the bowman. He just had a flash in his head, and he felt like that. The cavalry may be very powerful. Of course, Lu Gongzi at this time will not think of it. Just a few months later, he will truly see the metal storm brought by the first bowman of Silver Continent on the Gulang grassland…

These Shatu people were caught unprepared by Yan Liqiang. After the first wave of slightly organized counterattacks were broken, they were sporadically smashed from the camp with the swordsman riding the rhinosteed. But in essence, it was to add Chai to death. Before these people rushed to Yan Liqiang, they had already been shot by the arrow.

It’s just a blink of an eye. In the roaring iron hooves, more than two thousand cavalry rushed into the Shatu camp in both directions and began to slash.

The Shatu people in the camp were flustered, and it was difficult to organize any decent resistance. All the Shatu people were running by instinct, screaming, fearing, instinctively resisting, and this sporadic, individual battle The resistance, in the face of the absolute number of people and fully organized Han Chinese iron ride, is a futile struggle.

“Ah…” Yan Liqiang’s running Zhaojiazhuang cavalry behind him screamed and slammed the neck of the arrow, and suddenly fell off.

When he heard the sound of the arrow falling from the people around him, Yan Liqiang didn’t want to, and bowed, and the body turned toward the nine o’clock. He shot an arrow and never took a Shatu archer with a bow a hundred meters away. The ox cart in the distance shot down.

Zhao Tianyi waved the Qinglong 偃 刀 knife on his hand, and the dark face was murderous like a frost. He yelled. Under the urging of horsepower, the green dragon slashing knife in his hand was like a crescent moon, just a trick, put five from the ground. The Shatu who rushed over became two paragraphs. He screamed and snarled. “Zhao Liu, first kill the Shatu with the bow, don’t let those people hurt our brothers…”

“Yes…” A head of the Zhaojiazhuang team with a bow screamed loudly, and then directly took the archer’s archer, specifically shooting the Shatu people who had the bow and arrow in the camp.

The Shatu archers in this camp were not much. They were tossed back and forth by Yan Liqiang for a night. There was not much left. At this time, they were rushed for a while, and there were not many left. In the entire camp, Gradually, there is only the sound of the Chinese man’s archer’s bow and metal flail.

The power of metal flail, in this case, is not too horrible.

The cavalry battalion on the side of Lu Gongzi is exactly the hundreds of cavalry riders who are holding metal shackles in the front and pushing them in front. All the people exposed to them, regardless of men, women and children, just dare to rush, never to them. I was shot in front of me, even if there were occasionally one or two people who wanted to rush out from the ox cart or the horse’s belly. When they rushed over, waiting for them, it was not a panicked face, but that one. The long cavalry spear that the rod was stabbed with cold light.

There are fewer and fewer Shatu people holding knives, and there are more and more Shatu people holding all kinds of messy weapons, daggers, kitchen knives, nails and sticks, but these people are rushing to the Han Chinese cavalry in the camp. However, it is no different from those weapons. Their necks are not the head, but a green grass of ten acres of grassland.

Yan Liqiang’s arrows in the arrow of the hand were shot in half, and they had already rushed to the core of the camp.

In the sound of crying and screaming and slashing, Yan Liqiang’s eyes swept away, and faintly saw seven or eight frightened Shatu people jumping into rhinosteed in the distance, squatting on horseback, playing the horse Escaped from afar, two of the Shatu people who fled, dressed in gorgeous, did not seem to be ordinary Shatu.

Zhao Tianyi rushed on the other side. He didn’t seem to notice the situation here. Yan Liqiang didn’t want to think about it. His legs were covered with dark clouds and snow. The dark clouds covered the snow like a sports car that was stepped on the gas pedal. The escaped Shatu people chased the past…