Getting closer and closer to my ears, the sounds of horse hooves representing the Jurchen army were already rushing over.
Also, in the position behind them, from time to time there were members of the Dengzhou Navy who were anxious and angry, shouting and yelling "hurry up, hurry up".
When all the above messy sounds are intertwined together, it becomes a terrible mess.
However, the above chaotic sounds did not have the slightest impact on the two experienced veterans, Er Pang and Lao She.
By the way! After Hu Biao jumped into the street and was knocked unconscious, Yue Fei and others were carried onto the warship.
In fact, their system mission this time, in a sense, has been completely completed.
Because those Jurchens currently do not have the slightest ability to fight with water, they can only let these people leave in a big way.
The two of them are currently in this position, but they are trying to block the footsteps of the Jurchens as much as possible before dying in battle, so that more people can board the ship and escape.
It's not for any damn mission, it's just that these compatriots from thousands of years ago can do something before they die.
With such a calm mind, the two guys let go completely.
Er Pang inserted a total of six throwing spears in a backpack behind him into the most convenient position for him. As for the old snake, he adjusted the quiver to the most convenient position for him.
What needs to be explained is that they led two thousand civilians.
Currently, there is no guard on the two-meter-high wall, intending to keep the opponent away.
The main reason is that after these two thousand people were distributed on one side surrounded by water, there were only three walls left, so the terrain conditions were not very favorable at all.
On the contrary, in the area in front of the dock, because there are many shacks and other complex terrain, if we fight in formation, our troops can be more concentrated.
So these two thousand civilians set up a formation of 100 people in each row in front of the pier, a total of 20 rows.
Old Snake and Er Pang were both standing in the third row of the queue, which should be considered an easier place to die.
The twenty-row infantry formation has a good thickness overall.
It's a pity that the total training time of these people did not exceed half a day; they were able to arrange that formation in a short time, and they were so awesome.
In addition, in this formation, the sword and shield bearers are still in front, the spearmen are in hand, the sword and ax hands are second, and the archers are placed last.
It's just that no matter which serious weapon among them, the number is extremely rare.
The weapons held by most of them were still sharpened wooden sticks.
The only thing that can be expected is that facing the opponents who are getting closer and closer, a group of civilians glanced at the positions behind them.
Those who loaded up their relatives have already left the dock; they are currently waiting on the sea behind the warships that can set off at any time.
The look of fighting to the death in his eyes was so unwavering.
Finally, with loud "dong dong~" sounds, the Jurchens rushed outside the Taiping Fort, frantically hitting the door, and were about to break it open.
The old snake lit a rocket in his hand and shot towards a shack.
After all the remaining two thousand people were added together, there were only about a hundred archers in total, and they also started doing the same thing one after another.
After many days of dry weather, these shacks were quickly set on fire.
Then a raging fire was ignited and became a continuous trend; in this way, the Jurchens could only rush over through a total of three passages between the shacks.
In this way, the Jurchen army could not rush over in a swarm...
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Just when the fire started, there was a loud bang on the door, knocking it to the ground.
Hundreds of heavily armored Jurchens rushed in swarm; without any hesitation, they took the lead and charged towards this side, rushing into the passage with fire on both sides.
In just a few dozen breaths, the vanguard among them had already reached the front of the formation, about 150 or 60 meters away.
"Fire the arrow~"
When the old snake roared such a sentence in his mouth, he drew the bow in his hand and shot an arrow.
After the arrow flew out, perhaps due to some luck, it shot into the eye socket of a war horse, immediately causing the war horse to go crazy with pain.
No matter how hard the knight on the horse tried to control, he turned his head and rushed into the burning shack nearby.
The unlucky man above him immediately let out a scream that was so shrill that it didn't sound like a human scream at all.
It is a pity that the other archers who were civilians did not perform so well.
After more than a hundred sharp arrows flew out, most of them were bounced off the armor of the Jurchens.
Only two or three unlucky ones fell down screaming because they were shot in the face and neck, places without armor protection.
It had no impact at all on the overall charge of the Jurchens.
When the Jurchens arrived and rushed to a position about 30 steps in front of the formation, the second fat man shouted "Throw~" in his mouth.
In one breath, he threw the six spears in front of him, all in succession; mainly because he knew that if he continued to grind, he would not even have such a chance to throw.
What did you say about throwing a gun?
Except that the distance is a little closer, there is no need to have the slightest doubt about its power.
The first spear thrown by Er Fat hit a Jurchen in the chest. The fine fish-scale armor on that person did not have any protective effect at all, and the whole person was directly pierced.
Even after falling off the war horse, the whole person was nailed to the ground.
When Er Pang threw the first spear, a large number of rocks, kitchen knives and other shabby throwing objects were also thrown out from the formation one after another.
There is no way! This is the only throwing method for all the people.
Fortunately, don't look at these throwing attacks. They look ridiculously shabby, but when two or three hundred of them are added together, they are quite powerful.
The dozen or so riders who rushed forward were knocked down by them.
The problem is that the opponent's attacks were much more deadly in comparison; almost at the same time, the Jurchens also threw iron bones and flying axes in their hands to counterattack.
Among these serious killing weapons, except for those with shields in their hands, those in the first row were lucky enough to survive.
Many of the remaining people were knocked to the ground on the spot.
In an instant, many gaps were opened in the originally untidy queue. Before Lao She and Er Pang could roar, they asked the people behind them to fill in the gaps. The Jurchen cavalry
Just rushed up.
Then, a tragedy begins.
The sound of "Kaka~" the spears breaking kept resounding. It was after the war horse rushing at the front was stabbed by many serious spears.
While he died on the spot, the wild charge continued to move forward, knocking down four or five people before falling down with the knight on top.
At one point, the peasants on both sides frantically attacked the knights on horseback.
However, the sharpened wooden spears in their hands had really poor attack power against opponents in heavy armor.
Under their fierce stabs with their back molars, even if the originally sharp wooden spears in their hands were broken, the knight above just screamed in pain from the pain.
Instead, the Jurchens on horseback were greeted by weapons such as maces, iron whips, Daguan knives, and axes.
Every time, the flesh, blood, limbs, broken arms, and even brains of these unprotected personnel will fly away.
But even so, those red-eyed civilians still moved forward desperately.
Whether it was the Jurchens who fell down after being assassinated by their war horses, or the people who were stabbed and dragged down, in the next second, there were many people surrounding them.
The stick in the hand, the fists, the soles of the feet, and even the teeth are all greeting each other.
Soon after, there was no sound from the mouths and noses of these Jurchens who fell to the ground.
A group of rookie civilians beat real people to death at the cost of ten times or even more casualties, while using their own flesh and blood to delay the speed of their opponents rushing to the dock.
Every second, a large number of people are killed...
