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Chapter 3 Heroes (Part 4)

Chapter 3 The Strong Man (Part 4)

Tens of thousands of people swarmed on a battlefield less than two miles wide in width. It can be imagined how well each participant grasped the overall situation.

The food jihadists at the forefront have completely lost the courage to attack and are unwilling to move. The fanatic believers who are following in the depths are unaware of what is happening ahead. In order to gain the initiative to attack, they continue to attack.

Banging the stirrups desperately. There was only one result of this. Soon, the gluttonous believers coming up from behind collided with the lost gods in front. Their army formation was squeezed into one black lump after another. And a little behind them

In the distance, there were more Jihadi warriors who continued to surge forward in a daze. They bumped into the black bumps made of their own robes and fell over.

With two armies facing each other, such a mistake could be fatal.

For more than two years, the soldiers of Anxi who controlled the Fuyuan Crossbow had been thinking day and night about how to wash away the shame of the bloody battle of Henglus. Seeing this, his heart was so happy. He didn't need the supervision of the general who led the team, and he immediately moved quickly from

A new giant crossbow was taken out from the wooden box on the side of the crossbow truck and quickly stuck in the groove for shooting. Then, a team leader and several brothers worked together to push the winch wheel, and there was a "creak" friction sound.

, unexpectedly in front of the two armies, he calmly raised the crossbow string again.

"Not good!" There were also many veterans who had participated in the last bloody battle of Constant Rose in the black armor of Dashi. Hearing the sound of the crossbow arm charging in the distance, he immediately recovered from the panic and waved his scimitar forward.

He struck a few hard blows to kill the unlucky guy standing in front of his horse. At the same time, he shouted a warning at the top of his voice, "Charge up. Charge up! Why are you just standing there? When the crossbow is fully loaded, everyone will be dead."

A living target!"

Although these people usually had no hope of promotion in this life due to their involvement with the previous governor of Khorasan, Abu Muslim, at the critical moment, they played an irreplaceable role. Immediately, some low-level generals suddenly woke up and imitated the veterans.

, swung his sword to cut a bloody path among his own people, and led the brothers around him to bravely move forward.

The right way is to rush forward at all costs. At this distance, squeezing together in a daze will only serve as a target for the Tang Dynasty's giant crossbows. Soon, more jihadists recovered from their panic and confusion and joined the veterans.

The team marched forward with shouts.

"It takes time for them to load the crossbows. The closer they get, the safer everyone is!" A veteran who had participated in the bloody battle of Henros, who was leading the charge in the front row, was inspired and waved his scimitar to loudly encourage those behind him.

"Spread out, everyone, don't get too close. An..." The second half of his sentence was always held in his mouth. The second round of crossbow arrows came through the air, like hail sweeping across the wheat field, blocking the way.

The large-scale black armor on the flight path, whether they were those who bravely charged forward or those who lingered in place, swept away all of them.

Because the enemy troops were so crowded, this round of volleys was more lethal than the previous round. Except for a few crossbow arrows that were unlucky enough to land in empty spaces, most of them were like piercing mutton, falling from the food.

The people's bodies were pierced one by one until the energy stored in the crossbow arrows was exhausted.

A huge bloody hole immediately appeared on the chest of the person who was penetrated by the crossbow arrow. Without a word, he fell on his back. Compared with the people behind, they died very happily, at least they did not have to endure the suffering before death. And in the end

A person who is shot by a crossbow arrow is not so relaxed. The crossbow tip, which has been blunted by flesh and blood, suddenly stops in their body halfway. The remaining power of the date wood crossbow rod has not been exhausted.

Vibrating up and down with inertia.

"Ah!" The deceased screamed loudly. They stretched out their hands and tried to hold the crossbow pole with all their strength. Their wrists were immediately dislocated, and the smooth and round jujube wood crossbow pole was as sharp as a knife at this moment. It shook rapidly and became hard.

It tears apart nearby armor and flesh, and mashes the target's internal organs.

The entire battlefield was stagnant for an instant. This time, almost all the cannibals who rushed over witnessed the power of the Fuyuan Crossbow. Those who reacted quickly immediately turned their mounts to avoid the direct route with the crossbow. Most people instinctively

He grabbed his mount, and would rather be knocked off his horse and trampled to pieces by his own warriors rushing from behind, than dare to taste the taste of iron being pierced through meat skewers. Only a handful of veterans and religious lunatics were blinded by blood at this moment.

Turning red, he raised his scimitar high and continued to rush forward while reciting scriptures loudly in his mouth.

“God makes it impossible for the disbelievers to win and return in anger;”

"God gives the believers victory without fighting."

"Allah is Most Almighty and Almighty."

….

At this moment, the distance between the two sides is less than 300 steps. At the speed of the good horse, it only takes seven or eight breaths to cover the distance of 300 steps. It is obviously too late to reload and control the powerful Fuyuan Crossbow.

The crossbowmen of the Tang Dynasty all turned around, pulled the rope behind the crossbow cart over their shoulders, and retreated.

"The Tang people have withdrawn, let's all come together!" Seeing this, the big food imams who had been so frightened that they hid in the crowd and dared not move immediately became active, raised their voices, and encouraged loudly. (Note 1)

According to the Dashi tradition, these people are usually responsible for organizing believers to chant scriptures, pray, and teach civilians to learn basic formations and abide by order. During wartime, they are automatically converted into mid-level officers. Therefore, they have high prestige in the army. As soon as their voices are heard, they will immediately

There are many people who follow blindly.

The attacking team immediately grew a lot, and many people who were not very religious at first saw the shortcomings of the inconvenient loading of the crossbows on the opposite side, and joined the charge with shouts.

It's just that they joined too late, and the veterans and fanatic believers in front rushed too hastily. Suddenly, more than a dozen attacking teams appeared on the entire battlefield, all led by veterans or fanatic believers, dragging and pulling apart.

The old man, like a few spirited pythons, meandered and spat out messages to the Tang people's crossbowmen.

Even without dragging such a heavy thing, a two-legged man can't outrun a four-legged war horse. Seeing that the eating fanatic believers rushing at the front are about to shorten the distance between themselves and the Fuyuan crossbowmen to a hundred.

Within one step, another rush of war drums suddenly sounded in the Tang army's formation, followed immediately by a dense row of crossbows being pushed up to the front, blocking the way of the Big Eater's followers.

"Shoot!" With a deep shout, a black light flew up flatly and swept towards the giant cannibal team. The crossbow arrows were arranged so densely that there was almost no gap in the middle with the naked eye. The horse was galloping fiercely.

The rush of gluttonous believers opened their red eyes in surprise, as if they were dumbfounded as they watched the black light fly towards them, then flew over, and then screamed and were pushed up into the sky by the black light.

None of the hundreds of fanatics who rushed at the front were spared, and they were all shot off their horses by the black light. Some people were hit by more than one crossbow arrow, and their entire bodies turned into sieves in mid-air, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

More than a dozen attack teams pulled together by veterans and religious lunatics were like pythons in the hands of a vegetable seller, their heads were cut off at once. Only a huge body was left, still struggling and twisting unwillingly. I don’t know.

Were they frightened by the tragic situation when their companions died, or were they really fooled by the scriptures? The fanatic believers who were lucky enough not to be hit by the crossbow arrows did not know how to turn around and run away at this moment, and continued to follow the attacking team in a daze.

Quickly approach the Anxi Army.

"Allah is watching us in heaven! He will exchange Paradise for the lives and property of the believers. They fight for Allah; they either kill the enemy to achieve results, or kill themselves to achieve righteousness." At the critical moment, the Imams rang again. They would not

He foolishly rushed to the front row to die, and his thoughts changed faster than ordinary believers. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately started shouting among the crowd and stepped forward to stabilize the morale of the soldiers.

The second row of the Anxi Army quickly pushed up their crossbows, taking over the position of the first row. The mechanism was triggered, and another black light flew up, without any suspense, killing the hundreds of gluttonous believers closest to them.

Delivered the kingdom of heaven they had long awaited.

Due to queue issues on both sides, many crossbow arrows failed to find a suitable target. They flew flatly in the air for a moment and then landed on the ground.

"Puff puff puff puff!" Smoke and dust flew everywhere. About 250 steps away from the Tang army's main formation, a row of fences composed of crossbow poles were erected in unison.

Seeing the angry pole with the cold light scattered in the black, many of the Dashi Heijia who were originally planning to follow behind their own robes to gain military glory also changed their minds in an instant. They held on to their mounts tightly and allowed themselves to be encouraged by Imammu in the team.

, unwilling to take another step forward.

Without follow-up support, the cannibal's offensive immediately broke down. In the center of the battlefield, tens of thousands of cavalry remained motionless. The fish that escaped the net shot by hundreds of crossbows had already rushed less than thirty steps in front of the Tang army's formation.

With just one click of the stirrups, they could chop down countless unarmed crossbowmen. However, they no longer had the courage to raise their scimitars. The survivors first hesitated to slow down their horses, then looked left and right, and then,

With a bang, they scattered like flies.

However, it was too late to escape at this moment. The third row of crossbows quickly pushed forward, and at a distance of less than fifty steps, they calmly aimed and fired.

The fleeing fanatic followers of the Big Eater were overtaken by crossbows from the side and rear, and fell off their horses one after another. In the blink of an eye, the space between the Anxi Army's main formation and the Big Eater was empty. No more fanatic believers dared to organize a charge, and no one dared to organize a charge.

No imam dared to step forward to give the dying man the last comfort. Only hundreds of war horses that had lost their owners stood beside large and small pools of blood, neighing and neighing!

The number of cannibals on the battlefield was four times that of the Anxi army. Feng Changqing had no time to show mercy to the enemy. The general tilted his flag forward slightly and loudly ordered, "Advance!"

"Enter!" Thousands of people roared and exploded in unison. The whole battlefield was shaken.

Hearing the roar, the crossbowmen who were in the front row of the military formation and had already discharged their arrows quickly formed a team, pushing the crossbow cart forward while using the mechanism to tighten the crossbow string.

The Fuyuan crossbowmen who were retreating calmly also quickly turned around and pulled the huge crossbow cart behind the Zhang Zhang crossbowmen. As they walked, they buckled the huge crossbow arrows onto the launch slot again.

"Creak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, tooth-grinding sound sounded again in front of the military formation. It merged into the most terrifying movement of this era.”

Note 1: In the early days of the Food Empire, the Imams were also local lords. They were responsible for preaching, training, and leading troops into battle during war. This kind of political and religious organizational form made the Arab Empire far more powerful than the Western world at that time.

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