When each chain bullet finally stopped, it would leave a group of people in a pool of blood, and although they were all whipped to the flesh by the chains, they often did not die for a while.
These people let out heart-rending wails on the ground in pain, swaying their broken limbs, telling of the cruelty of war.
Those whose faces and chests were torn out died painfully, but these people often did not have to endure for a long time, while the wounded who had their spines torn off and limbs torn off had to endure a long period of torment.
At this time, these soldiers, who could not be saved, pleaded with their eyes to the brothers who continued to walk up behind: "Brothers, give us a shot, let us die happily." ” So the brother who came up behind him put his gun to his brother's chest with tears in his eyes: "Brother, rest in peace, don't worry, I will avenge you."
Then for the first time, they stabbed their own guns into their brothers' chests.
The spear was drawn, and with the blood of his own brother, he pointed diagonally into the sky, firmly pointing at their enemy, Niuzhuang City.
The team of longbowmen resolutely approached the city wall, approached the shooting range of the bows and arrows on the city, they lowered their heads, and used the wide-brimmed steel helmets unique to the Fuliao army to resist the rain of arrows shot down from the city.
The tiger cannons on the city wall began to fire one after another.
Huzun cannon, is a mortar of the Ming Dynasty, although the power is not large, but the angle is very tricky, a pound or so of projectiles have flown out, through a huge elevation angle, and then smashed into the queue of longbowmen, although the bullet impact point is single, the damage caused is not large, but the kind of momentum that he has is always terrifying.
However, today's longbowmen, in the face of the overwhelming Huzun cannonballs, none of them showed panic, they were so indifferent to life and death, numb their steps, firmly advanced to the city wall, and then with a long order from the captain: Longbowmen, target the enemy city wall to cover the top, put Slow and long orders, this is a unique feature of the Fuliao army, this peculiar tone is especially like a message conveyed by the soldiers, the captains are not in a hurry, so as to relieve the tension of those soldiers to the greatest extent.
With the determination of the captain's goal, the longbowmen bowed their front legs and kicked their hind legs, stretched the longbow of the Nalu clan to the full, reached the maximum firing pole line, and then with a roar, they aimed countless huge arrows with cavalry explosives bags at the city wall, and with the captain's fire, thousands of giant arrows with two-pound explosives bags staggered into the sky, reaching the top of the sky with the largest elevation angle, and then roared down, fiercely piercing the thick covering top of the city wall.
At this time, the rain of arrows laid down on the city covered the longbowmen who were watching from their backs, and countless soldiers were shot in the face and fell with a bang.
But at this time, whether it was the longbowmen under the city or the guards in the city, including Liu Zhiyuan, no one went to see the casualties under the city, and everyone focused their eyes on the giant arrows flying down in the sky.
It was a shot from the longbowmen with all their might, and it was up to the hammer to be sold.
Those huge arrows swooped down in the air, although covering the shot, relying on probability, but still most of them landed on the top of those covers, and as the hail-like giant arrows fell, the top of the cover on the city wall immediately exploded.
The roof of the city wall is not solid, and the shooting of giant arrows does have an excellent protective effect, but at this time, under the bombardment of the explosive bag, it is like broken paper, and it immediately flies and collapses, and for a while, the iron strains pre-loaded in the explosive bag and the sawdust on the roof fly wantonly, which increases the killing effect, but in the blink of an eye, the city is swept away, and the screams and wails immediately arise, and this section of the city immediately becomes a flesh and blood slaughterhouse.
"Quick, quick, I'll fill it up, hit back at the enemy, shoot back."
Liu Zhiyuan jumped to his feet and shouted, he really didn't expect the enemy to come up with such a way, and he didn't expect that the huge shooting ability of the Lu longbow would be so great that it could shoot a two-pound cavalry explosive bag into the city.
A pair of archers, once again, desperately filled the vacant city wall, and launched a fierce counterattack against the Fuliao army under the city.
The launch of the giant sword with a two-pound explosive bag only made those who succeeded exhaust their physical strength, but it was not terrible, because just behind them, another group of longbowmen filled up, and they shot the ordinary giant arrows in their hands into the sky, and then without looking at the effect of the shooting, they shot the second and third batches of 、、、、 again continuously on the city.
The huge arrows that covered the sky like a torrential rain, the archers who had just filled the city were swept away, and the screams and wails rose to the sky again, and the hot blood flowed up and flowed into a small stream, which formed a small waterfall along the cracks of the city wall, splashed down the city, and under the noon sun, transformed into a series of strange rainbows.
"Quick, the archers continue to fill, resolutely counterattack, resolutely counterattack."
But at this time, the counterattack was already pale and powerless, because, the longbowmen of the Fuliao army had withdrawn from the range of the bows and arrows in the city, and stood at the limit of the bows and arrows in the city, throwing batches of fearful giant arrows on the city, sweeping every life in the city, after the city protection cover disappeared, this was a one-sided massacre, and in the end, no matter how Liu Zhiyuan coerced and lured, there was no archer on the wall of the plank road.
"My lord, bombard them with the Fran cannon."
An adjutant reminded anxiously.
"No, the Franc cannon is used against the powder carts that are about to rush over, and it must not be wasted on these archers."
Liu Zhiyuan firmly rejected the adjutant general's proposal.
While he was talking, a shout rang out from afar from the city, and twenty or thirty heavily covered gunpowder carts were pushed forward by hundreds of soldiers.
"The red-coated cannons, the Furlong machine guns, the Tiger cannons, all loaded solid, targets, the enemy's gunpowder carts, bombard me hard."
Liu Zhiyuan once again showed his good tricks, integrated all his artillery, and began to launch concentrated shooting on the enemy's gunpowder trucks, under such a dense shell bombardment, the twenty or thirty gunpowder trucks will be wiped out in an instant, which can already be expected that when the dense twenty or thirty gunpowder trucks explode together, all the lives within a radius of two or three miles will be instantly torn apart, such a huge power, the killing effect to the enemy, will be unbearable.
Liu Zhiyuan has been ridiculous and glad that the enemy general has gone crazy with this already crazy approach.
A crazy and irrational opponent is what he wants to see the most, Liu Zhiyuan really hopes that the enemy's main general will continue to be crazy like this. t1706231537: