Riding a chopping horse and stepping into the world

Chapter 168 Fierce confrontation

Zhang Tie's peerless arrow did not scare away the enemy.The Mongolian cavalry were still rushing towards the bunker.

"This, a mistake!"

Zhang Tie leaned on the city wall. The energy consumed by this arrow was too great. Even if Zhang Tie's strength reached 49 points, he still had to rest for a while before he could recover.

Frowning slightly, he realized that he missed the opponent's leader, so he shook slightly, but the deviation was so large, it really echoed an old saying, a slight miss is a thousand miles away.

This was Zhang Tie's first time to fully pull out the [Balanced Black Paint Bow]. He didn't expect that after the [Balanced Black Paint Bow] was fully opened, the force of the rebound would be so huge.

Unprepared, he didn't pay much attention to the rebounding power of the bow itself, which caused the bow to shake slightly and missed the target he wanted to shoot.

"The opponent is still sprinting, and the deterrent power of this arrow has not scared them away! It seems that they can only fight recklessly."

Looking at the Mongolians who continued to rush over, a trace of determination flashed in Zhang Tie's eyes. He knew that the Mongolians in front of him wanted to break through the bunker. All he could do now was to hold the bunker and fight with these Mongolians.

Putting down the [Balanced Black Paint Bow], Zhang Tie took out the [Short Compound Bow] from the inventory. According to the current situation, the [Short Compound Bow] is more practical than the [Balanced Black Paint Bow].

While waiting for the short compound bow to appear for five seconds, Zhang Tie was also observing the expressions of the surrounding soldiers.

I don’t know if it’s because they hate the Mongols, but most of the soldiers on the bunker stared at the Mongols in the distance with blood-red eyes.

A small number of soldiers were trembling, and could hardly hold the weapons in their hands. They must have been attacked by the Mongols frequently. Their image had been deeply ingrained in their minds, making them feel scared.

Seeing this, Zhang Tie knew that he had to do something to encourage those who were full of fear of the Mongols.

"Everyone, Mongols, they are the same as us. They are raised by human beings. They also have one head, one pair of hands, and two legs. If an arrow goes down, they will die as well."

"This will be a tough battle. You are all the most elite fighters in Biancheng County. Only we, the elite, can resist the offensive of these Mongols."

"Behind us are our relatives. We must not let them step over us to hurt our relatives and defend the bunker to the death!"

"Defend the bunker to the death!"

The soldiers on the bunker shouted loudly, and the soldiers who were still afraid just now also blushed and shouted heart-piercingly, holding the weapons in their hands tightly with both hands, watching the rapidly approaching soldiers with hatred. Mongolians.

While Zhang Tie was encouraging, [Short Compound Bow] also appeared in front of Zhang Tie, and took out another bag of arrows from the inventory.

Before the bag of arrows appeared, Zhang Tie had already started to draw his bow and shoot, because the Mongolians were already within the shooting range of Zhang Tie's [short compound bow].

Zhang Tie shot the arrow in his hand at the speed of one arrow per second. This time, Zhang Tie did not aim at the leader of the opponent, but casually aimed at the Mongolian in the distance.

According to the situation shown by the opponent, let Zhang Tie know that even if he shoots the leader, the effect will not be particularly great.

And if you aim at it deliberately, it will waste the time of shooting, which is far less fast than such random aiming and shooting.

In this kind of battlefield where there are not too many people, killing one more person means that the balance of victory will fall to the side with more people.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Arrow after arrow shot out of Zhang Tie's hand with the sound of piercing through the air.

Due to the dense number of people and the fact that most of the Mongols were advancing in a straight line at full speed, Zhang Tie's arrows hit each other, and one after another the Mongols fell off their horses.

Even if they were not hit critically, they would still be dead if their horses were left behind, because the tribesmen behind them would not stop charging.

After five breaths, the Mongols had reached a distance of nearly a hundred steps, which was already within the range of other archers on the bunker.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
More than 20 arrows were fired at the Mongolians in the distance from the top of the bunker, and seven or eight more Mongolians were shot down and were trampled to death by horse hooves.

After shooting another round of arrow rain, the Mongols finally started to fight back, and their bows and arrows could already hit the bunker.

The Mongolian at the front controls his beloved horse with his left hand, and at the same time takes out a spiked arrow from the quiver on the right side of the horse with his right hand.

Years of practice and working with a seated horse allowed them to pull the bow and arrow and shoot while the horse was sprinting.

This is exactly where the Mongols are terrifying. Their super mobility and powerful long-range attacks make them invincible in the hearts of the enemy.

If it weren't for Mongolia itself, it would be in chaos. There are often frictions between tribes, plundering each other, and constant wars.

Coupled with geographical reasons, the population has been unable to increase, and now because of the Xiongnu's reasons, I really don't know who else in this world can stop their pace.

Of course, not every Mongolian is as powerful as they are, there are still many ordinary people.

Every herdsman who can be a warrior is the mainstay of the tribe. Every loss of a warrior means the weakness of the tribe and will eventually become a delicacy in the eyes of other tribes.

"Pay attention to concealment and be careful of the opponent's arrows. The sword and shield soldiers set up their shields to cover the archers' attack."

When the Mongols took out their arrows, Zhang Tie knew that the opponent was going to start a counterattack, so he quickly reminded everyone to prepare for defense, twice in a row.

The sound was so loud that it overwhelmed the sound of the bow string after the arrow was shot.

The speed of his speech was also very fast, which showed Zhang Tie's eagerness. Ever since what happened in Yan'an County, Zhang Tie had left behind this sequelae, for fear that no one would notice or fail to react.

The first reminder has already made all the soldiers react.

More than 70 sword and shield soldiers immediately took a step forward. In groups of three or four, they came to an archer, raised the shield in their hands, and put it on top of the archer according to the method of lifting the shield recently practiced, forming a strong shield. form of defense.

Just when the shield was erected, a rain of arrows came to the top of the bunker.

The continuous rain of arrows hit the shields of the sword and shield soldiers, telling the strength of the Mongols.

The arrows shot on the shield and made a clanging sound. The rain of arrows on such a scale made it impossible for everyone to lift it up.

"what!"

"Eh! Mmm!"

Three screams sounded above the bunker, and then stopped abruptly.

However, one of the several sword and shield soldiers was shot in the thigh by a stream of arrows because he didn't raise his shield properly. His legs bent subconsciously. Shot into a hedgehog.

As for the other three-sword shield soldiers and an archer who was with him, except for one sword-shield soldier lying on the ground to escape, the other two sword-shield soldiers and the archer did not escape the fate of being shot. , One after another, they were shot by arrows and died.

(End of this chapter)