Chapter 120 One Finger Presses Thousands of Arrows
Chapter 120 One finger crushes thousands of arrows
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Chapter 120 One finger crushes thousands of arrows
Dawn had just broken in the sky, and the clouds all over the sky were stained with a crimson glow.
The gates of Xin'anfu City opened, and thousands of soldiers poured out.
Rumble~~
Three thousand cavalry surged onto the hilltop southwest of Xin'an Fucheng like rolling thunder.
There are no towering and dangerous mountains in Xin'an Mansion, but there are many rugged hills. The hills are continuous and undulating like waves.
Walking out of the west gate of Xin'anfu City, the long official road spreads westward along the bottom of the hills and valleys.
Running up the hill, Yuwen Chengdu sat on horseback and overlooked the valley ahead.
The army gathered together, and the area was dark and filled with a heart-stopping sense of depression.
They were rebels from Shuzhou, led by Tang Mingcheng.
A total of 30,000 troops were preparing to attack the city after a night's rest.
Dong dong dong~~
The drums beat and the trumpets sound.
The Anning Army that poured out from Xin'anfu City also gathered in the valley of the two hills.
Qin Wei, wearing silver-white iron armor and hanging an autumn frost sword on his waist, rode up the hill on the north side.
The hill is only a hundred feet tall, but it is enough to overlook the land several miles ahead.
"Put up the flag!"
Liu Qing shouted loudly behind Qin Wei.
A three-foot-tall golden flag was erected behind Qin Wei. In the gentle morning breeze, the golden chess pieces unfolded. A simple word "power" was written on it, with dragon patterns inlaid around it.
This is Qin Wei's royal flag, which was made overnight in Xinningfu City.
The king's flag was erected, and the peaceful troops in the valley formed a formation and roared.
"Wei!"
"Wei!"
The loud sound surged, as if it was about to tear the still somewhat groggy sky.
‘Wei’ does not refer to Qin Wei’s name, but to the Zhenwei Camp of the 12th Regiment Camp in Kyoto.
The three thousand soldiers of the Zhenwei Battalion were integrated into the An Ning Army, giving the An Ning Army an extra glory belonging to the Zhenwei Battalion.
Qin Wei looked at the rebels in front with a solemn expression.
The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered, so it seems unwise to take the initiative to go out of the city to fight in the field.
But being trapped in Xin'an Fucheng was not the result Qin Wei wanted. He not only wanted to defend Xin'an Fucheng, but also defeated the 30,000 rebels in front of him.
That's why he chose to fight the rebels in this canyon.
The best offense is defense!
As long as the offensive of these 30,000 rebels is defeated, Xin'anfu City will be safe and sound.
In the valley.
Tang Mingcheng stood under a handsome flag and looked in the direction of Qin Wei with a sneer.
"Haha, it's interesting that you actually dare to leave the city. It seems that His Highness the County Prince has underestimated us."
His eyes flickered, and a cold smile filled his somewhat pale face.
In Shuzhou City, he was slashed angrily by Ji Fei, and the heavy Yanyue Sword shocked his internal organs as if they were displaced.
If it wasn't for the purpose of eliminating Qin Wei's hidden danger as soon as possible, maybe he should take a good rest.
Next to him, an old man wearing a purple robe said indifferently: "I can only hold Mo Yan back!"
This old man is Li Zhongxian, the leader of Shuzhou Holy Cult, an innate warrior with considerable strength.
Mo Yan around Qin Wei is no longer a secret, but few people know about Yuwen Chengdu's innate cultivation.
After all, Yuwen Chengdu only showed his innate cultivation once.
"Well, as long as the mute slave is dragged along, the remaining officers will have their own plans." Tang Mingcheng said confidently.
However, Li Zhongxian looked at him dissatisfied, "Although he is mute, he is also an innate warrior."
Tang Mingcheng glanced sideways at him, "He's just a slave next to Li Xun!"
"Innate warriors cannot be humiliated!" Li Zhongxian said.
Tang Mingcheng's mind sank, "I know!"
Innate warriors cannot be humiliated. Even though they are our enemies, Li Zhongxian still doesn't like Tang Mingcheng calling Mo Yan a slave.
This is the arrogance and dignity of an innate warrior, and cannot be provoked by anyone.
Li Zhongxian looked at him deeply and said nothing more.
Tang Mingcheng raised his head and looked at Qin Wei's Wang Qi again, with many obscure and uncertain brilliance shining in his eyes.
No matter whether he is an innate warrior or the king of Xin'an County!
In his eyes, they are all objects that can be killed or humiliated.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.
What can losers not be ashamed of?
Only the winner is the one who cannot be humiliated.
After the army formation ended, the smile on Tang Mingcheng's face became colder and colder. He waved his arm suddenly and shouted: "Attack!"
Boom, boom, boom!
The war drums beat.
At the front of the army, a crossbow machine drew its bowstring one after another, and five-foot-long crossbow arrows were assembled. The snow-white arrow clusters shone with a cold light in the dim sunlight.
Above the hill.
Qin Wei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the tens of thousands of crossbow arrows.
This is the crossbow of Dusi Yamen, and there is also a crossbow, a powerful siege tool. It is no wonder that Tang Mingcheng dared to attack so eagerly. With such a sharp weapon, he would naturally not be afraid of the An Ning Army.
The Anning Army also has crossbows, but compared to the opposing rebels, they are far inferior in terms of quantity and quality.
After all, the Anning Army is just a guard, and the crossbows they are equipped with are ordinary crossbows. Similarly, the soldiers of the Zhenwei Battalion were also equipped with ordinary crossbows.
Under normal circumstances, siege weapons like crossbows will only gather dust in the warehouses of Dusi Yamen. They will never be equipped into the army unless there is a war.
Liu Qing looked at the hundreds of crossbows and instantly became nervous.
"Your Highness, this place is not safe, please step back!"
He said worriedly.
Qin Wei shook his head slightly, "No need, a mere arrow can still hurt me!"
"Your Highness!"
Liu Qing still wanted to persuade, but was interrupted by Qin Wei waving his hand.
The next moment, sharp crossbow arrows roared out, turning into a rain of crossbow arrows all over the sky.
Dali's crossbow is definitely a real weapon. Its crossbow arm is made of fine steel, which is tough and highly elastic. Even if an innate warrior is hit by it, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die.
Of course, innate warriors are not fixed targets, they will dodge, so it is difficult for the crossbow to hit an innate warrior.
However, Dali's most powerful crossbow is not the seat crossbow, but the bed crossbow, the kind that can shoot a foot-long crossbow.
Because the bed crossbow is too bulky, it can only be placed on a fixed location, such as on a city wall or on a building ship.
The crossbow arrows roared, tearing apart the gloomy sky, and flew towards Qin Wei.
Qin Wei raised his head and looked at the arrowhead with a cold light, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
The soldiers in the valley couldn't help but become nervous when they saw this.
"Raise your shield!"
Urgent shouts rang out one after another.
Hua Hua Hua~~
A black shield of Zhang Xuan was held above the heads of the soldiers.
Seeing that the crossbow arrows were about to land on the heads of the soldiers, Qin Wei suddenly raised his palm, stretched out his index finger, and tapped it lightly towards the void.
Afterwards.
An invisible ripple spread from his fingertips.
The ripples spread and expanded in all directions.
Buzzing~~
The rain of arrows in the sky seemed to be hit by an invisible force and fell one after another.
Tu tu tu tu~~
Thousands of arrows landed in front of the military formation, still dozens of meters away.
This result stunned the soldiers on both sides.
While looking at the crossbow in his hand suspiciously, he looked at the opposite side suspiciously.
The crossbow is broken!
Didn’t you have a meal on the other side?
Only Qin Wei looked at this scene with a faint smile.
Borrow the power of God!
The power of Heaven is like a mountain, suppressing all things.
One finger can suppress the innate warrior, and one finger can suppress the firing of thousands of arrows.
The power of Borrowing Heaven's Power is based on the number of white chess pieces consumed. The more white chess pieces consumed, the greater the power. At the same time, the smaller the covered range, the greater the power.
Two chess pieces superimposed and condensed at one point can instantly severely damage an innate warrior, such as Qi Shang.
A chess piece covers a range of 100 meters and can suppress several ninth-level warriors, such as Li Man.
And using a chess piece to cover a thousand meters around, borrowing the power of God will weaken to the extreme, and may only be able to crush an ordinary person. For a high-level warrior, this pressure is minimal.
But for arrows flying in the air, this force is enough to make them all fall.
Therefore, in front of Qin Wei, the rain of arrows that threatened the soldiers the most became useless and useless and could only scare people.
"What's going on?"
Tang Mingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said incredulously.
Li Zhongxian stared in the direction of Qin Wei, "A very strange artistic conception!"
"Impression! How is it possible?" Tang Mingcheng couldn't believe it.
The artistic conception of the innate warrior also has the function of coercion, especially the artistic conception of the first level, which can also block crossbow arrows.
However, such a large range of pressure is definitely not something that ordinary innate warriors can achieve.
Li Zhongxian thought for a while and said, "I'll go take a look first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a shadow and flew towards the hill where Qin Wei was.
On the other side, Yuwen Chengdu saw the first wave of arrows falling, and his expression straightened.
"kill!"
A loud roar!
The whole person flew out on horseback.
The next moment, the cry of killing resounded throughout the world, and three thousand cavalry followed closely behind.
These three thousand cavalry were almost all the cavalry of the Anning Army.
Shuzhou is mountainous and the cavalry is very restricted, so the guards in Shuzhou are only equipped with a small number of cavalry.
Three thousand cavalry rushed straight towards the opposite military formation like a sharp arrow, and at the same time, the Anning Army in the valley also launched a charge.
Seeing this, Tang Mingcheng directly ordered the attack without any hesitation.
The two armies suddenly collided together, flesh and blood flying, and blood shooting out.
As soon as the battle began, it seemed extremely tragic, as if it had turned into a sea of blood, with corpses strewn across the field and rivers of blood flowing.
Qin Wei stood on the top of the mountain, staring at the tragic battlefield, his expression as calm as ever.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he noticed a very fast figure walking towards him.
"Senior Mo Yan!"
he called softly.
Mo Yan immediately stepped forward, glanced at the figure without saying a word, and then flew out.
Clang!
The dagger was unsheathed, and the two collided quickly.
Qin Wei only paid attention to them for a while, and then focused on the battlefield again.
The rebels on the opposite side were a ragtag group, and his An Ning Army was not a strong army. The battle between the two sides seemed to be evenly matched.
You come and I go back and forth, the fight is fierce.
But the real protagonist of this battle is Yuwen Chengdu.
As an outstanding general, having Yuwen Chengdu always by his side seems a bit unworthy.
Now Yuwen Chengdu can finally lead his troops into battle.
At this time, Yuwen Chengdu was like a god of war, waving his phoenix wings and golden wings, moving forward fearlessly and fearlessly.
The enemy's tight military formation was like paper that was torn apart in an instant in front of him.
"kill!"
"Get out of my way!"
Yuwen Chengdu roared.
The roar resounded throughout the battlefield, drowning out all the shouts of killing.
But he saw that Yu Wen Chengdu's burly body was entangled with scarlet blood, and his hair was flying with a raging momentum.
There is a big difference between Yuwen Chengdu on the battlefield and Yuwen Chengdu at ordinary times. Yuwen Chengdu is usually stable and reserved. After going to the battlefield, Yuwen Chengdu is like a ferocious beast, running rampant.
His indomitable momentum made the cavalry behind him become fierce and brave. They rode their horses, waved their weapons, their eyes were red, like demons and beasts, and they let out bursts of roars.
Three thousand cavalry, led by Yu Wen Chengdu, fiercely tore open the enemy's formation like a sharp knife.
The courage of ten thousand men is unstoppable.
Under the commander's banner, Tang Mingcheng's expression changed drastically as he looked at the brave Yuwen Chengdu.
"Stop him!"
"Quick, stop him!"
he shouted angrily.
The next moment, the personal guards around him immediately rushed towards Yuwen Chengdu.
Qin Wei gathered together three thousand cavalry, and Tang Mingcheng also gathered three thousand cavalry.
The cavalry from both sides collided and immediately became a massed massacre.
However, he suddenly raised the gold-plated phoenix wings that were ten feet long and pressed them down towards the front.
Boom~~
The gold-plated boring machine that condensed the artistic conception instantly overwhelmed the dozen or so cavalry in front of him, and everyone suddenly fell on their backs.
Xilulu~~
The war horse under Yuwen Chengdu suddenly raised its front legs and began to neigh.
"rush!"
Yuwen Chengdu clamped his feet on the horse's belly and roared again.
The war horse landed on its front legs and jumped up suddenly.
One man and one horse galloped quickly as if they were in an uninhabited country.
Seeing this, the An Ning cavalry behind them raised their swords and pursued them regardless.
When cavalry charges, the most taboo thing is to fall behind. Once they fall behind, they will be scattered and surrounded.
For them, only by following Yuwen Chengdu closely can they rush out.
At this time, there was only one person in their eyes, and that was Yuwen Chengdu.