The crossbow strings are scattered.

The first figure who rushed out of the warship shouted and was shot through the neck, raised his head and fell down, stepped down with rushing footsteps, or stepped over the corpse, rushed out from dozens of large ships, and splashed wildly between countless running legs, crushing towards the river beach. Then a unified Chinese chant between the teams: "Formation" sound, and the air above was full of whizzing noise.

A dense rain of arrows came.

Dozens of soldiers of the coalition forces of various clans who rushed out first formed formations and turned over shields to cover up their companions. The sound of thrusts and thrusts came from the iron shields raised in their hands. The feather arrows covered them like raindrops, and most of them fell on the shields, sliding down weakly, or happened to fall into the gap between the shields and the shields, splashing blood. Some screamed and were nailed to death under the shields, some hugged their arms and groaned on the ground.

"Take your courage, my warriors." Marcusius stood on the boat, leaning on a Han sword, which was given to him by his emperor, which was equivalent to a distinctive distinction that was different from ordinary people. "After this battle, you will be legal Chinese citizens of Jin State, you will get the land and manor you want, and will be the most dazzling achievement in your life."

The wide Han sword was pulled out by his hands and raised it up: "Now take this place, my warriors!!"

boom

Boom boom boom boom

The war drums roared like raindrops on the tower ship. Among the attack signals, dozens of formations gathered together gradually closed in the middle, forming a larger shield formation. The Cretan archers hiding in the crowd, Bali Ali threw stones and flew soldiers, looking for the space where the arrow rain stopped, and fought back against the Jiangdong soldiers above the river.

Xu Sheng stood behind several iron shields, watching everything calmly, and when the orders were constantly fired from his hands, an arrow was nailed to a shield next to him bounced away. The strangely dressed soldiers in front of him were roughly guessed that it was the cannibal army under Gongsun Zhi's command, but he did not consider retreating.

"Send someone to see again. Lu Meng's troops are on the way." He whispered, only worried about whether he could defend this river beach. In Xu Sheng's eyes, the troops landing in the shallows had been connected and advanced towards the top. Although the steps were slow, they were extremely firm. At this time, facing the continuous arrows and crossbows from Jiangdong, they were like pushing against the current, advancing in a jingling collision.

"No! No! It's impossible to have just a few people..." Xu Sheng grabbed the Resist Ma in front of him and said in a low voice. At this time, the sky was already bright, and the number of barbarian troops connected was obviously too small. He quickly turned around and ordered the messenger: "Shooting crossbow arrows shot in front of him, so that the archers could pay attention to the siege and ship behind them!!"

On the distant warship, the desolate horn sounded. The moment Xu Sheng raised his head, the army of various tribes also stepped out of the shallow water beach. On the ships, Roman soldiers, Spanish shield soldiers, and Persians killed them like a torrent. These people were no more than new recruits. When they smelled the aura of soldiers, their whole bodies were trembling excitedly. As they ran wildly, the blood seemed to be buzzing in the blood vessels. The rain of arrows falling from their heads simply raised the shield in their hand to block it. Even if a companion fell beside them, they did not take it seriously. They kept changing their routes while running to avoid arrows as much as possible.

The moment he approached the front, the heavy Gaul soldiers who had originally formed the formation directly abandoned the iron shield, carried the battle axe, and rushed forward with their big sword, and their steps became faster and faster. Arrows kept splashing blood on their bodies. A Sarithi man waved his knife to cut off the feather arrows on his shoulders, and ran wildly with half of his body, with his bright red hair and feet. For a moment, the mighty soldiers crossed the stone-covered river beach and spread like a tide.

The Gallic soldiers carrying several arrows were holding blood in their mouths and roared: "Kill" another arrow shot over, nailed to his head, and fell down, around, and within dozens of feet, the soldiers of the tribes who launched a charge forward and backward were like violently deployed. The Jiangdong soldiers in wooden fences swept away. The Gauls in iron armor directly hit the Gallics, and used brute force to overthrow the heavy Gallic horse or move it.

Xu Sheng ran back and forth, and saw these crazy behaviors that were not careful of casualties, calmly calmed down as if he had taken it away from him, and cursed: "It's just a group of madmen who are desperate! You can hold it back immediately."

The high-pitched words were drowned in the madness of close combat, and the crowd rushed over.

The soldiers of Jiangdong who had not experienced much were trying to calm themselves down in the face of the rumors that cannibalism in the army, tightly clenched the weapons, teeth, and eyelids in their hands, and the tide of breaking through the rain of arrows came. They almost opened their mouths wide or gritted their teeth, and their eyes were red and hoarse roaring.

Then, the bomb collided together.

The spear was pressed against the iron armor of the barbarians charging. When the white marks were drawn, the opponent's body hit the shield. The blade in his hand shrank down the face of the Jiangdong soldier behind the shield. The blood-stained Gallic soldiers pressed the shield against the piercing spears, pushed forward with all the twists and scrapes of metal. The roar of the collision, the human body was shaken back in the collision, and then pushed up by his companions. After a moment, the spear handed out from under the shield opposite into the body of the Gallic soldier along the gap in the armor. He opened his mouth full of blood, pinched the handle of the spear handle and took two steps forward with the last force. The tip of the spear passed through the organs, and the back was pressed against the small armor leaf covered by the back.

"push"

A centurion roared in the crowd with the body of the Gaul soldier in front of him. The Roman soldiers who were walking with him also pressed the ground tightly in this voice. At the moment of the last shout, he pushed all his strength out in an instant, and even everyone behind him used all their strength at this moment.

Pressing the corpse of his companions in front, he pushed the Jiangdong soldiers on the front line and the shields in their hands, shaking the entire front line. The army of various clans, like wild beasts, rushed into the gap. Some people even directly crashed into the Jiangdong gun formation and were nailed into hedgehogs. However, more people rushed into the crowd to form formations. With the rich experience of fighting formations, the Jiangdong army advanced rapidly for only a moment and collapsed.

Someone saw the position of the flag in the fight and pointed at the direction of the flag with the word "Xu": "Enemy General! Kill there"

"You can't retreat, organize the back team to go up immediately!"

During Xu Sheng's order, the personal soldiers pulled his war horse in the opposite direction and shouted: "Go away quickly, you can't stop it in front!" He stabbed the soldier to death with a shot, and shouted at the soldier who wanted to escape with red eyes: "Who dares to leave again..."

In the bright morning light, the soldiers spread over, screaming and screaming overwhelmed his voice. The defeated soldiers like receding tide instantly swept the center and rushed to the east. On the river beach, dense coalition forces of various tribes were still spreading from the cabin to the river, cutting through here like sharp knives, and the sticky blood waves were churning toward both sides.

The beacon was still passing along the river bank, and Lu Meng was rushing here with a cavalry. However, the first thing he saw was the Jiangdong soldiers fleeing in chaos and the groups of Western barbarians chasing behind him. He almost didn't expect to distance himself before he could avoid being involved in the army.

Lu Su, located in Pengze Water Village, was dispatching a team of warships to harass Zhang Yun who was trying to clear the chains. Before his order was issued, he received information from the south sent by the scouts soon after, and sat down, looking at the bright sunshine outside the tent, but his whole body was covered in bone-blooded chill.

"So quickly..." he murmured.

Soon, Pengze Water Village immediately set off the camp and left here. After all, the southern line was lost and Gongsun Zhi's army landed, then the existence here would be meaningless. Once the opponent attacked by land, the Jiangdong Navy could not defeat it at all.

...

The wolf smoke sent a message, and the fast horse carried a huge amount of news from the official road, and the ferry sailed towards Jianye. Sun Quan was energetic at this time, and was ready to welcome Da Qiao and his son in the city with a spring breeze on his face.
Chapter completed!