The Si brothers ran as fast as they could because the Mongolian cavalry behind them was chasing them menacingly.
The sound of the horse's hooves shaking the earth was like a beating drum, and the whole ground was shaking. The feet stepping on the grass were like stepping on the vibrating drum head.
"Brother, I got distracted and I can't run anymore." Si Linmao said to his eldest brother Si Lin Wang.
Although this armor is light, the weight of an individual soldier is still quite heavy. After all, weapons and other supplies also weigh a lot, and there is no light load on a long journey. Although the armor comes with a metal exoskeleton to share the weight, this thing will not be used in later generations.
It is also a new product and is far from mature in design.
Especially when running, the coordination is still not as good as normal running. Although it looks fine when marching, this running movement is very weird and clumsy. The speed cannot be increased.
If you want this thing to be as flexible as the mecha warriors in the movie, you can't achieve it unless you install an electric motor.
"Second brother, don't be afraid. Throw away the halberd. Don't give up your life rather than your wealth."
"No, I can't throw it away. The loan hasn't been paid off yet."
The boss looked at the miser hatefully and had no choice but to take the halberd and steel crossbow from him and carry them on his back.
As soon as the weight was reduced, it immediately became more flexible. The speed of the dick also increased.
At this time, Si Linwang looked back and saw that the Mongols were closer, only about 70 meters away. He felt a little panicked.
What made them even more upset was that the Mongols kept firing arrows, and dense arrow clusters fell on their backs one after another, making clanking, clanging sounds.
Old Zhong was also very anxious. The distance was getting closer to 20 meters, and the Mongols were about to use heavy arrows to shoot directly. The back of the plate armor was weaker than the front, and the back was flat, not curved, because the back had to carry things.
If it is a bow with power above 8, it is likely to be shot through, causing casualties.
Although the wedge formation in front was getting closer and closer, he was not sure whether he could stop the Mongolian charge at such a high speed.
Hadun is a centurion and a hero, a famous archer among the fifteen tribes of Tumut. He has always wanted to find the legendary Zhebie and have a test. Although the Mongolian grassland is large, it cannot accommodate two people.
A sharp archer.
Today is a bloody day. The Han people's steel crossbows broke through the Mongols' cognition. The three-hundred-meter coverage shot was terrible.
There were originally many people in front of Hadun, but now he has rushed to the front row. Because those people have been shot to death by steel crossbows.
Seeing that he was about to catch up, Hadun used his spurs to severely stimulate the abdomens of the stallions under his crotch. The horses felt the pain and immediately ran out with all their strength.
Hadun saw a man with a golden embroidered pattern on his cloak, and he estimated that he was a relatively large official.
The sharp archer's eyesight was very good. He saw that although these Han people were all wearing black cloaks, ordinary soldiers were wearing solid-colored cloaks without patterns, but some cloaks had silver thread embroidery groups on them.
There were patterns embroidered with gold thread on his cloak. He estimated that these must be officials of different sizes.
He guessed correctly, the one with the silver pattern on the cloak is the squad leader, such as Lao Zhong. The one with the gold pattern on the cloak is the captain.
On the mound, An Sanxi saw a black horse rushing out of the formation like an arrow leaving its string, and aiming its bow at the back of a fleeing captain.
An Sanxi's eyesight was better, and he could clearly see that Hadun used heavy arrows. The three-edged armor-piercing arrows shone with a cold light.
This arrow cluster is actually made of fine steel.
It seems that this guy is unusual. At least he is a famous shooter, so he can receive such good treatment.
An Sanxi sneered, he had not been on the grassland for ten years, and now all the cats and dogs have come out. An Sanxi grabbed the pulley bow given to him by the master, and pulled out a high-performance arrow with an arrow cluster processed by a modern machine tool. These arrows
It was specially prepared by Yang Fan for the few sharp archers.
The bow force of the pulley bow reaches 22, which is simply shocking. The arrowhead is made of high-hardness alloy steel, and the arrow shaft is an absolutely cylindrical cylindrical wood machined by a machine tool. The wings are all made of fine feathers.
In this era, the bows and arrows of Jiannu had the lowest power of six, and were generally around eight power. And the Mongols had better food than the Jiannu.
Mongolians hunted and ate meat (food supply was abundant during the period of strength), and their daily milk diet also resulted in higher bone strength than residents in farming areas.
The bone strength is high, so many of them can use the high-strength Mongolian bows that appeared after the Yuan Dynasty on horses, which are the ones with a legendary pulling force of 166 pounds.
It is thought that they are good at equestrian skills and have a series of complete horse equipment such as stirrups. The elite Mongolian horse archers can hold the stirrups with their feet and draw the bow with their arms, forming a mechanical structure that allows them to exert force.
As long as they hunt and eat meat all year round, they will eat milk when there is no meat. Their physical strength and bone strength are adequate, and they can use a 166-pound bow on a horse.
An Sanxi knew that the Mongolian archers were very well fed, because even though he was the best archer in Tumut, he also won the title of Zhebe. He had plenty of meat and women.
The Taijis hope that he can leave as many seeds as possible and cultivate more sharp archers, so that their tribe will become more and more prosperous.
The bow of this Mongolian marksman must be a tiger bow, and it would have no problem penetrating the captain's back.
An Sanxi drew his bow to full capacity in an instant, and aimed a heavy arrow at Hadun.
Hadun's sixth sense and sharp archer's intuition, which he had honed through long-term fighting, were very sharp. He felt as if he was being targeted by a tiger. He looked keenly toward the source of the danger, and saw a man on horseback standing far away.
On a hillock, a bow and arrow were pointed at him.
That place is very far away from here. His bow is the Shilili Huli Bow, which is already the best bow in his tribe. But he is not sure that he can hit it from such a long distance. After all, there are enough
Two hundred meters.
He didn't believe that the Han man could shoot him. After all, it was too far away.
He decided not to be distracted, but to shoot the unlucky guy in front of him first, and then challenge the sharp archer when he reached a suitable distance.
He fired the arrow decisively.
When An Sanxi saw his shoulder move, he knew what he was going to do. He immediately shot three arrows in succession.
The huge bow power of 22 force made three deafening sounds, and the three arrows flew away like meteors.
Hardun was far away but still heard the sound of the bowstring.
He turned his head and looked over there in surprise. What was the point of shooting an arrow so far away? There was still wind today, and a light arrow could shoot so far, but forget about the accuracy. Who knew where it had drifted.
He also has iron armor inside his leather robe. He is not afraid of light arrows at all, unless he hits the face. Don't be ridiculous if you hit the face at this distance.
This chapter has been completed!