Zhang Gang was sitting on a wheeled cart. Dozens of sergeants held up shields, forming a shield wall above his head. He curled his lips, held a wooden stick in his hand, and pointed it at the two men in front of him.
About ten steps away, the more than twenty wooden armors lined up in a row waved lightly and said in a deep voice: "On the left, seven units, with continuous crossbows, attack the arrow tower!"
There was a sound of a machine. The seven wooden armors on the left each had their arms hanging down. On both sides of the shoulders, two ten-shot eight-stone bull-running crossbows were erected, facing the six seats facing them.
In the arrow tower, fourteen bull-running crossbows were launched at the same time. The sound of the crossbow machine firing, accompanied by the huge noise when these crossbow arrows left the string, could not be heard, and these heavy crossbow arrows, which were one foot long, accurately hit the arrow towers.
On the sentry tower, the large arrow-proof shields covered with rawhide that hung around were hit by these heavy crossbows, and were pierced with one crossbow. Some shields were directly broken into two pieces, and many more were penetrated.
A round hole the size of a fist appeared, and dozens of soldiers in armor standing behind the crossbow fell like raindrops.
With the attack of these wooden armored repeating crossbows, the crossbowmen on the opposite arrow tower also began to fire. The crossbows kept firing, and the flying arrows were flying one after another. They were only about a hundred steps away, but they could not be found and fired.
The crossbows seem to be in the hands of these sergeants, but under the armor, these are just scarecrows. Even the crossbows in their hands are connected to a slender rope behind the crossbow machine.
It is directly connected to a trench more than ten steps away from the tower. In this trench, there are already archers, and there are dozens of them holding strings in their hands, manipulating the arrow tower from a distance.
Soldiers and soldiers fired crossbows.
More than a hundred crossbow bolts were shot from these arrow towers, nailing the wooden armor mechanisms all over their bodies, but it did not affect the speed at which they fired the eight-niu crossbows. On the one hand, ordinary infantry crossbow bolts flew on the other.
The heavy crossbows and long arrows were sent away. As more and more people landed on the opposite arrow towers, the counterattacks from these arrow towers became increasingly weak.
With a "boom", the bottom pillar of a tower was hit by a heavy crossbow. This one had been nailed with two heavy crossbow bolts before and passed through the pillar. The swaying tower finally could no longer withstand it.
Withstanding the blow, he collapsed like a man whose legs were scarred. The collapsed archery tower leaned forward and hit the previous fence heavily, causing a six- to seven-meter-long fence to open to the entire row.
It fell down, and the smoke and dust that rose up covered everything within a radius of thirty steps.
Zhang Gang laughed and waved his wooden stick: "The eight pieces of wooden armor on the right will cover and suppress the bows and arrows!"
This time it was the turn of the eight wooden armors on the right. They raised their arms, and four huge shields were hung on their arms. A thousand archers rushed out from the formation behind. These few
The ten large shields completely covered them, and they could not directly attack these archers even from the opponent's archery tower.
Following the orders from each team, these archers quickly fired arrows at the opposite camp fence. The distance of about fifty steps was enough for these well-trained archers to shoot at the fastest speed.
He poured out the bow and arrows in his hand. Within ten steps of the wooden fence on the opposite side, arrows were falling like rain. In the smoke and dust, one could constantly see soldiers wearing armor standing in front or falling to the ground.
The bows and arrows that came back were sparse and completely out of proportion.
In the Tianshi Dao Central Army, Xu Daofu's brows gradually widened, he pointed at the situation ahead and said with a smile: "Sure enough, Liu Yu's troops are insufficient, with only 7,000 men and horses, how can he block our army's all-out attack?
It's almost time to charge at the camp. We can't fall behind in the middle. Send an order to Zhang Gang to open the camp gate as quickly as possible. The forward troops are ready to attack. Once I give the order, we must rush in across the board and move in as quickly as possible.
Speed up and beat me to Liu Yu's handsome flag!"
Xu Daofu's order quickly reached Zhang Gang through the sound of flags and drums. A messenger immediately ran up and said urgently to Zhang Gang, who was directing the shooting of the left and right wooden armor: "Sir, the three leaders have
Order, break down the enemy’s central camp gate as soon as possible, and then prepare for an assault!”
Zhang Gang laughed: "What's so difficult about this?! Twelve pieces of wooden armor in the center, hooked spears are ready!"
The twelve central pieces of wooden armor that had not participated in the attack were slowly opened on the chest. From the empty chamber inside, a bed crossbow was slowly pushed out. As it slowly slid outward from the inner chamber,
The arms of the crossbow on both sides began to unfold, and on the sliding rod in the center, there was a hook of about five feet fixed. It was different from the ordinary sharp blade. There were three barbs behind the tip, just like when fishing.
The harpoons for hooking fish, and twelve such hook spears, were placed on the sliding rods of the crossbow body, while more than a hundred sergeants operating crossbows rushed forward, while firing at the hooks of these hook spears.
A thick hemp rope was wrapped around the hole in the tail, and while pushing the winch, the thick and large crossbow string was slowly opened.
Zhang Gang's roar echoed on the front line: "Twelve crossbows, volley, target, the opponent's central gate, fire!"
As soon as his order was given, the crossbow string, which was stretched to its maximum position, was suddenly loosened almost at the same time, and twelve hooked spears shot out like meteors chasing the moon, hitting them all without hesitation.
Fifty steps away, the high-hanging village gate, each hooked spear hit the bottom of the village gate hard, so hard that the provocative finger that stood up almost seemed to be broken.
Twelve black and thick spears were nailed to the thick wooden village gate, almost without handles, and the whole gate was shaking violently.
Zhang Gang raised the wooden stick in his hand high. His hands were shaking. The most exciting and crucial step was about to happen. He shouted at the top of his lungs with a trembling voice: "Pull."
Spear, destroy the stronghold!"
More than a hundred thick, strong, bull-like sergeants ran out from the back row. They were unarmed, not even wearing armor. They had well-developed muscles. As they ran, their lines were shaking violently. These strong men rushed
When he got closer, he grabbed the thick hemp ropes held by the crossbow soldiers in front and put them on his shoulders, or tied them around his waist. In groups of ten, they shouted slogans, turned around and pulled towards the back.
Standing up, twelve hooked spears penetrated the village gate. Under the pull of these strong men, after a violent shaking, they finally collapsed. The gate was placed on the trench, bringing up smoke and dust.
Together with the camp gates on both sides, as well as the stockade gates that were fifty or sixty meters wide, they all leaned forward and fell to the ground. The entrance of the Chinese army was opened, and Liu Yu on the high platform was just two hundred steps away!
This chapter has been completed!