Chapter 183 Attack Dingxi Field 2

"Each team shoots freely. Note that the first round of shooting is aimed at destroying the enemy's long-range strength. Those who hold bows and arrows must be destroyed. After that, they shoot freely. Those who dare to show their heads are all destroyed." Zhang Yang said.

"Ban, bang, bang." Everyone has aimed at their own target, more than 200 Tianque, aiming at more than 50 archers on the wall, that is to say, an archer will be "hospitalized" by four people.

This first round of shooting is the most fierce and the most effective. If you shoot again, the enemy is ready and hides it, which will reduce the shooting effect. Therefore, this first round of shooting must be fierce, and the opponent's archer will be killed at once. In this way, it has great benefit to the spearman's charge. The spearman is the biggest. The threat is the other party's bow and arrow.

Moreover, now the other party is waiting for him to go up. All the archers are pulling the bow straight. After waiting for their team to approach, they will shoot arrows. For ordinary archers, when shooting, in order to ensure the hit rate, they will definitely aim motionlessly. In this way, they will become their own live target. .

Three hundred steps is the effective range of your own Tianque. In this range, only you can hit the tar, and the tar's bow and arrow can't reach it. This feeling is very good.

He shot with all his strength and really achieved a good effect. Looking at the archers who fell down one by one on the wall of the other party, although Zhang Yang did not show any expression on his face, he was happy in his heart.

My own Tianque, under the correct use, is definitely a powerful weapon to attack the enemy.

Compared with Zhang Yang, Halbala is much more painful.

"Ban, bang, bang." When the voice came, Halbala was not too nervous, but when he saw the people around him falling down one by one, he could no longer calm down.

One by one, the archers fell from half of the wall, and there was only a small hole in the chest, bleed out.

Some archers have more than one blood hole, and some have three or four. What is that? How can it be more powerful than your own arrow?

"Ah!" A more frightening voice came, and he looked up. On the high lookout, several sentries in charge of the patrol fell down.

"Your Excellency, it's too dangerous here. Let's go back." Liu Sheng said aside.

Go back? Your task is to guard the salt farm! Halbala was furious: "No, if the suspension bridge is taken down, you and your salt will be put to death!"

Harbala, who was furious, was like a evil spirit. Liu Sheng didn't dare to say more and returned to the door in dismay.

Fortunately, his men were not the target of the attack. Liu Sheng saw that it was mainly the archers who were hit in the first round. I'm not in danger for the time being.

Harbala also noticed that after the first round of attack, there were few archers left under his command. He was angry, but he had no choice. In this case, he was only beaten and could not fight back.

"Ah, ah." The screams were still coming, but this time, it was those swords.

The tar soldiers are not fools. They have seen that all those who reveal the wall are the objects of the other party's greeting. However, hundreds of households did not give orders. If they avoid it, it is a violation of the military order, and they will still be killed.

They seem to have become a piece of wood that can't move, where they are willing to be ruthlessly hit by each other.

It's okay, Halbala came back in time. Get off the wall immediately!" He had no choice but to give the order, otherwise, he and his people would all be killed before the enemy could get close.

At this moment, he seemed to have fallen into an ice hole. What kind of crim is this? Even the regular troops don't have such good equipment, do they? Baiju Salt Farm was knocked down so easily. How long can you guard your own Dingxi Farm?

He didn't know that for the first time, he had no confidence.

"Don't go!" Halbala suddenly found that the commander, Si Cheng and Guan Gou, the main leaders of the three salt farms, secretly retreated to the east. To the east was the dock of the salt farm. Did they want to get on the boat and escape?

The three of them turned around and said, "Brother Hal, you stay here. Let's go to Gaoyou to move rescuers." Zhou Dezheng said.

"No! If you dare to take another step back, don't blame me for being ruthless today!" Halbala said, picking up the bow of the archer who died on the ground.

"Brother Hal, we are going to move the rescuers. You see, now our defense force is so weak, I'm afraid..." Guan Gou Zhao Fang said.

Suddenly, before he finished his words, he was horrified to find that a knife was inserted in his chest, and a sharp pain came. He looked at Halbala in front of him, and his face had become ferocious. I am an official from the eighth grade, and you are also the eighth grade. If you kill me now, the court will investigate you..."

"Well, if you are attacked by the chaos today, it won't be the court's turn to investigate. If you escape from the battle, your crime can be punished!" Halbala said.

Zhou Dezheng took the lead in reacting: "Yes, it's all Zhao Fang. He has to escape and pull us. It's good to die. It's good to die. If you escape from the battle, it's time to kill him!"

"Yes, that's right, that's right." Li Xian also said.

The two of them retreated again.

"You, each of you, take a knife and follow me." Halbala said, kicking two knives from the ground.

Zhou De is picking up the knife on the ground with his trembling hand. It's so heavy! I'm just a civil servant. With these hands, you can take a brush or silver. It's really a little awkward to take this knife.

However, he didn't dare to say anything. Zhao Fang was lying on the ground.

"Euncle Wang, let's take action!" Next to a large iron plate of boiling salt, a sound was made among dozens of salt people.

"No, there are still a lot of Tatar soldiers, and all of them have knives. If we rush up like this, we will lose a lot. Let's wait."

"Okay, the salted one named Wang Gang. In a moment, I'm going to kill him with my own hands to avenge my brother!"

"Allies, let's kill those who bullied us together!"

Zhang Yang was very satisfied with the attack. No one appeared on the other party's wall.

"Fifty steps forward, rotate aiming, always be vigilant!" Zhang Yang said.

Shooting is a waste of energy. Now, the opponent has been beaten back, so let the shooters take turns to rest, and only keep half of the attention to the wall. Anyone who has an outcrop will be eliminated immediately.

It only took a can of incense, but Halbala felt like it had passed a whole day.

Harbala waited quietly under the wall. He heard as if there were footsteps. After a while, it was gone. After waiting for another long time, he finally couldn't stand it.

"You, go up!" He said to a diced salt.

"Me?" The salted diced eggplant that was drawn was immediately like an eggplant beaten with frost. If it goes up, won't it immediately become a dead body?

He doesn't want to go.

"Go up quickly!" Halbala put a knife around his neck.

Yan Ding had no choice but to pray in his heart and walked to the inner wall.

As soon as he showed his head, he heard a sound of fire. He suddenly lowered his head and immediately felt a white light in front of him. Then, it was blurred and he couldn't see anything clearly.

I was very fast, but I didn't expect that the other party was faster than me! Before he lost consciousness, such an idea flashed in his mind.

"Deng!" The salt fell on the wall.

What should I do? Halbala was desperate.

Zhang Yang was very satisfied. Relying on the range of Tianque, he successfully blocked the other party's sight. All those who came out were killed. In this way, no one dared to show his head and could not observe his movements, creating conditions for the next step.

After waiting for half an hour, seeing that there was no movement, Halbala encouraged a diced salt to go up again.

This time, as soon as I showed up, there were a few more holes in my head.

Harbala is completely desperate. It's simply waiting to die! Open the door and go out to fight with them? He hesitated, and there were only more than 100 people left. Now with the help of the wall, he could resist. If he went out, I'm afraid that more than 100 of him would have to be buried here.

He suddenly remembered that Nasu-Ding's failure is not that Na-Susu-Din is brave and resourceless, but that this opponent is so powerful that Na-Sus-Din's cavalry can't get benefits, not to mention his own people?

His uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger.

It's been more than an hour, and he hasn't sent anyone to go up again. As long as he shows up, it's death. This kind of shock is too great.

Moreover, it's already afternoon, and this wall is the west wall. Even if it goes up, I'm afraid I can't see the other party's actions clearly under the sun.

It seems to be a lamb to be slaughtered. This feeling is extremely depressing. Although they haven't eaten yet, no one shouts that they are hungry. They don't know how to get through this afternoon.

Zhang Yang's side has unconsciously advanced to 200 steps, 200 steps away, and a charge can enter.

He is now waiting for the opportunity, and another hour. The tars inside should be on the verge of collapse. That's the time, the moment when he launched an attack.

The final battle will be solved by hand-to-hand combat, all of which is based on the two battalions behind.

"Brother, my boys can't hold it anymore. When will you let us go?" Tang He asked for the third time.

Seeing that the firemen were so powerful that the tars did not dare to look up at all. The spear soldiers behind them were full of energy and wanted to become firemen? That's a battle achievement! How can you make achievements in the war without a war? They all hope that they can become a member of the hands of the fire as soon as possible. Within 300 steps, they can fight wherever they want, which is called prestige!

Zhang Yang's reply was only two words: "Wait!"

Shi Yi is very aware of the commander. He did not bother Zhang Yang. Instead, he restrained his subordinates, rested in place, and nourished his energy. When he used himself for a while, he was a sharp arrow out of the sheath.

Lunch has been settled in place. Now the soldiers seem to be waiting for the sun to go down. On this day, it seems that there is no war to fight.

Even Halbala in the salt farm ordered to prepare dinner. From the morning hunger to now, the soldiers have long lost their physical strength. Under strong mental pressure, they all seem to be about to collapse.

"Blast hand, go!" Zhang Yang's eyes stared sharply at the tower.

(to be continued)