The black-clothed archer's strong and wild posture exuded a shocking power, which made Xin Weijiao, who had been fighting in this land of white mountains and black waters for five years, lose his mind slightly, but he still did what he had to do.
"Go" "Shoot" The two simplest bytes erupted from his chest and throat with iron blood and hot breath, and all the sergeants who were still out of breath carried out his orders with a strong will for the first time, and there was no need for more detailed instructions, all the sergeants with shields instantly gathered at the forefront, and then all the archers desperately pulled their bowstrings and shot at the rear of the black-clothed archers.
A bald-headed caveman then studded with black arrows, slamming into the ground with a final howl.
These border army archers who were sharpened in the field of life and death also showed their archery skills far beyond those of ordinary local town defenders at this moment.
The condescending rain of arrows and the fall of the first few cave barbarians could not make these cave barbarians who rushed up and became more and more powerful stagnate, but at this moment, everyone's eyes instantly froze.
The black-clad archer's feet stomped on the ground in a stronger position, and his whole body jumped into the air, but when he was in the air, his whole body turned around, and the whole person paused slightly in the air.
Just one of these slight moments in the air, the longbow in his hand had already shot two arrows in a row.
A man with a notched giant axe in his hand rushed to the front of the cave man with a violent shock, and reached out to cover his throat.
The black-clad archer's first arrow pierced his throat, and the second arrow pierced his palm, nailing him to his throat.
The black-clothed archer landed, but his knees sank slightly, which offset the impact of this high leap to the ground, and stood firmly.
The palm of his hand was nailed to the hole in his throat and fell.
The caves in the back, armed with all kinds of weapons, their muscles bulging high like rocks, and their mouths spewing white gas, all paused for a moment, not because of fear of death, but because of the strength of the black-clad archer.
This slight pause gave the black-clad archers and the ranger sergeants some precious time.
This is located in a nameless hill in the Yangjian Tian Mountain, the old watchtower has been abandoned in the world for many years, the rough rock crevices have been crawled with all kinds of small vines, the wooden ladder and platform leading to the square arrow hole inside have been completely destroyed, many collapsed wooden strips and the wooden and stone strips used at that time were piled up in the middle of the watchtower, the door hole that originally only allowed two people to enter and exit side by side did not know what was the impact of the heavy object of the wall, the damage was serious, when the previous patrol army passed, it was a width of five or six people side by side, The flat and elongated notch of more than one person makes the front of this watchtower almost completely exposed.
Although they were afraid that this watchtower would become an obvious target or a trap that the cave barbarians had left here to attract them, they did not dare to live in it at night, but under Kang Qianjue's suggestion, they still spent a lot of time piling up with rocks, and using large wood to tamp the soil, blocking the bottom of the gap, so that this gap is now only about four or five people wide, only more than half a person high, in case of attack, they can also hold on and wait for help, but they didn't expect it to be really used.
And judging from the previous team of cave barbarians who cut off their retreat, these cave barbarians who should have extremely stupid brains and no tactical strategy at all have really been considered in this abandoned watchtower for a long time, and this abandoned watchtower is a natural bait for them.
"Go" Looking at the black-clothed archers who were only more than ten steps away from their own formation, Xin Weiyao once again issued an extremely simple order.
All the sergeants and horses quickly retreated into the watchtower behind them, and a dozen shield-wielding sergeants formed two teams to block the gap in the doorway.
The sergeant in the front knelt on one knee, the soles of his hind feet crushing a pit into the ground, holding the shield in both hands, and his shoulders resting on the shield.
The sergeant in the back row bowed slightly, holding the shield with both hands like pushing a door, and placed the shield tightly on the shield below, leaving only a gap for the last black-clad archer to jump into.
The black-clothed archer did not hesitate, and after a few steps, he swept over the distance of more than ten steps of ordinary people, and with a light tap of the shield in the lower row, he jumped into the old watchtower from the gap in the square shield.
The shields behind him suddenly closed all the way, and the remaining sergeants almost all went up, some of them were like supports, resisting two rows of sergeants with shields, and some of the sergeants with long blades such as spears and spears put their spears in their hands behind some gaps between the shields, maintaining a posture of exerting force at any time.
This defensive position comes from experience soaked in blood.
Only by working together can it be possible to survive in the face of an opponent with amazing strength like the cave man, which makes the unconditional execution of military orders become something that has infiltrated the bones of these elite border soldiers of Yun Qin.
The most frightening thing about cave barbarism is its brutal strength and extreme endurance.
With sufficient strength and endurance, the thigh muscles reach an adult point where even the legs do not seem to be together, and even if they rush to a slope of more than 45 degrees, it will not affect their sprint speed at all in a short time.
Moreover, in the decades they had fought against the powerful Yun Qin army, it was not that they had never seen a powerful cultivator, nor had they not killed a powerful cultivator.
Therefore, the black-clothed archers' shock to them only made them stop for a few breaths.
Xin Weiyao hadn't even had time to talk to the black-clothed archers who had jumped not far from him and were breathing violently like bellows, and even before they could fully see the black-clothed archers' clothes and longbows inside the pitch-black watchtower, the hard stone ground under their feet had already trembled.
A famous cave man with bluish and bronze skin seemed to rise from the horizon and appeared in the gaze that pierced through the gap in the shield.
"Roar" In a violent roar that made the eardrums buzz, the cave man who swung the weapon in his hand with all his strength was like a wave formed by a cyan boulder, and slammed into the cold black shield array.
The black-clad archer's violent gasps paused for it.
Even if he had been mentally prepared, this dull loud sound still made his heart tighten and squirt out of his mouth.
A muffled grunt and muffled cheers rang out around him.
The feet of the first row of sergeants who were on one knee and the sergeants who were pushing them desperately behind also made a palpitating grinding sound and the dirt under their feet.
The uncontrollable smoking, differentiation of the shields revealed a lot of gaps.
"Kill" However, at the moment when the black shield array like a black embankment seemed to be about to be swept away by the cyan waves, all the sergeants who were waiting behind with spears and spears in their hands kept inhaling, and all let out an unimaginable roar, and with all their strength, the spears in their hands stabbed out of the gaps in the shields.
A few of the spears missed, but most of them stabbed into the flesh.
The weight of the other party and the impact force of the rush made the palms of these sergeants wrapped in cloth strips a little unable to hold the spear shaft, but these sergeants forcefully pushed it with their chests, and stubbornly resisted the tail of the rod that slid backwards, and when they pierced into the depths of the opponent's body, the feeling of slightly reduced resistance came, and these sergeants exerted their strength again and fiercely withdrew the spears in their hands.
"Poof" "Poof" "Poof" Stripes of blood rushed to the black shield, and many of them sprayed on the body and face of the shield-wielding sergeants, but these shield-wielding sergeants completely ignored it, and still only used the strength of their whole bodies to resist the shield in front of them.
Every adult cave barbarian warrior is equivalent to half a cultivator, so even if a cultivator falls into the encirclement of a bunch of cave barbarians, he will be piled up to death, so even if the black-clothed archer is definitely a cultivator, all the sergeants are also very clear that whether this gap can be held or not is about the lives of all of them.
No one is afraid of war.
In the midst of the full force of the spears and spears, the bloody cave man kept falling, and the black shield array undulated like a wave of wheat, but it was still upright.
More than a dozen cave barbarians had already fallen in front of this cold black embankment, plus the team of six or seven cave barbarians who had died earlier, and several cave barbarians who had been shot down the hill, there were more than twenty-five cave barbarians who had died here Compared with the Yangjian Tianshan Patrol Army, which only dispatched a total of 49 sergeants this time, it is already an extremely proud record.
Because compared with the main frontal forces such as the pioneer battalion and the regular army battalion, the patrol army cannot be compared with it in terms of ordnance, and there is no strong ordnance assistance such as heavy armor and wall-piercing crossbows.
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And even if it is a formed army such as the vanguard battalion and the regular army battalion, only when the number of the two sides is more than four to one in comparison, will there be an absolute advantage.
But there was no joy in the eyes of these soldiers in all the watchtowers, only the cold light of the decisive death.
Because the number of these cave barbarians is already more than 100 people A large tree suddenly rose up on the hillside, causing the pupils of all the sergeants to contract violently again.
Six or seven cave barbarians actually carried a big tree that they had cut down and appeared in their sight.
Although they didn't even cut off those forked branches and leaves, judging from the actions of these cave barbarians, everyone understood that these cave barbarians had to carry this big tree as a siege vehicle The shield array they formed was already close to its limit to resist the impact of these cave barbarian blades and bodies, how could it be possible to resist such an impact "I'll count to three, and you'll give in a little" At this moment, all these sergeants heard the voice of the black-clad archers in the rear.
What made them can't help but let out a beastly roar was that they saw that the black-clothed archer was holding a stone bar of at least more than two hundred catties in both hands, standing behind them coldly.
Beside him, there were two more such stones.
The archers had already begun to count
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