radicalducati Chapter 462
Chapter 462
Three thousand Qin cavalry, carrying the earth-shattering sound of killing, rushed towards the Han army.
In the blink of an eye.
The Iron Rider Striker has rushed to thirty paces.
At this distance, crossbow arrows are meaningless.
Because, after all, crossbow arrows are sharp weapons for long-range strikes, and they are almost useless for close-range strikes.
A frontal slaughter is about to take place.
Pity.
The Han army had long been waiting for their charge.
Hou Andu raised his long knife and shouted: "Shoot the javelin!" "
The order was handed down.
One by one, the ballistas were immediately pushed to the front of the formation.
This time, the equipment of the Han army changed from a crossbow machine to a ballista car.
This is a long-range weapon created by Xiao Yuan, which is more powerful than a crossbow machine.
"Boom!"
The first ballista starts.
04 half-man-long javelins, like the light of the string, roared out.
In an instant.
The javelin pierced an oncoming Qin soldier like papier-mâché.
Damn it.
The power of the javelin is undiminished, and after penetrating the first person, it directly penetrates the second person behind it.
More than a second person.
The strength is still undiminished, and the third person is also penetrated.
Three stars with one stone!
This scene stunned Hou Andu.
He never dreamed that this new type of ballista built by Xiao Yuan would be so powerful!
The next moment.
Hou Andu was in high spirits, and shouted vigorously:
"What are you waiting for, shoot the Qin thief!"
The soldiers of the Han army, who were excited and happy, suddenly came to their senses and started their ballistas one after another.
"Boom!"
Hundreds of javelins soared out of the air, like the blade of death, shooting towards Qin Pawn.
Screams rang out.
Qin Qi, who was wearing heavy armor, was pierced in pieces like paper paste under such a strong blow.
People turn on their backs.
Countless casualties!
Three thousand Qin soldiers, most of them were killed and injured in the blink of an eye.
"How is that possible?"
"What kind of crossbow arrow is this Han army, and it is so powerful?"
Zhu Jun's face changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost.
He never expected that the Han army would hide such a sharp weapon.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he might have been tricked. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）
Xiao Yuan let this group of Han troops land in order to induce him to lead an army to attack.
And Xiao Yuan was in the formation, and he hid such a sharp weapon in advance, just to catch him off guard.
When Zhu Jun was frightened.
on the Yellow River.
The soldiers of the Han army shouted wildly, excited to the tsunami.
Xiao Yuan shook the feather fan, smiled without saying a word, admiring the tragedy of Qin Qi.
Cheng Jie looked at Xiao Yuan excitedly:
"The power of the ballista is so powerful!"
"No wonder the prime minister is sure of victory!"
Xiao Yuan smiled coldly, and pointed at the feather fan:
"Zhu Jun should have been woken up, almost about to escape."
"Our cavalry should have landed in a smuggled landing, and it's time to see another good show."
Xiao Yuan stopped his light and looked upstream.
Over there.
Xue Ren had already led 4,000 large 937 Han cavalry, taking advantage of the battle between the two armies, to land from the upstream.
When Zhu Jun's attention was completely attracted here.
Xue Ren had already led the Han Iron Cavalry, and was rushing along the north bank, all the way to the east, towards the battlefield.
Shore.
Qin Qi was hit by the crossbow of the Han army, and he was killed until he turned on his back, and there were countless casualties.
Finally.
Zhu Jun couldn't bear such a heavy loss, and shouted:
"All armies obey the order, immediately evacuate the riverbank, immediately-"
Zhu Jun turned his horse and left first.
The mentally battered Qin cavalry, as if he had been granted amnesty, turned his horses one after another and fled northward.
It's late.
Four thousand Han horsemen have appeared on the battlefield with the momentum of the collapse of the sky.