Four hundred and eighty-fourth chapter bone crushing ground
When this light armored cavalry charged, the Northern Wei army on Jiangxin Island and on the opposite bank were in solemn silence. Except for a few arrows from strong bows still flying in the sky, all other ordnances were stopped, and the Northern Wei sergeants were not.
No matter how loud the shouts or cheers are, there will be solemn and distant singing instead.
This is the death song of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Songs for those warriors who must die.
The song is not majestic or majestic, it just hopes that the soldiers who died in the battle can rest in peace, and that the souls of the soldiers who died heroically in the battle can return to their hometown.
Everyone who is alive has concerns, and no one likes to face death. In the eyes of everyone in this Northern Wei army, it is just that there is a sub-sage in the opponent's city. Everyone in this light armored cavalry army
They are all real dead men.
What's more, according to the previous military situation, Zhongli City has a large amount of ordnance, and the army that charges immediately will definitely suffer a crazy counterattack from the Southern Dynasty sergeants in the city.
However, when this iron stream spread rapidly on the pontoon bridge that had become wider and flatter, there was still a dead silence in Zhongli City.
The gazes of the dozen riders at the front of this lightly armored army shrank violently at the same time, and a figure appeared on the rocky beach littered with fallen arrows in front of them.
The iron hooves violently trampled the driftwood and rocks, as well as the straw bags filled with soil that were laid to smooth the road.
All kinds of strange sounds and aura of despair bring a strong sense of oppression to everyone, and Lin Yi is no exception.
He took a deep breath to calm himself down quickly, then jumped forward and adjusted his standing position.
This section of the city wall is badly damaged, and there are four or five gaps that allow the army to rush in directly without climbing. However, the gap behind him is the widest now, enough to allow dozens of horsemen to rush in in an instant.
Of course, it was impossible for him to block such a large gap with his body alone, but despite the intensive sound of hoofbeats, there was still no sound from the city wall behind him, and there was still no soldier from the Southern Dynasty coming out.
Looking at this lonely young Southern Dynasty practitioner, and thinking about all his previous performances, the hearts of these Northern Wei cavalrymen who were looking forward to death naturally felt a chill in their hearts. Many of them couldn't help but look at Lin Yishen.
On the side of the island-like broken wall.
They finally calmed down when they saw that the extremely heavy Zhenhe Tower core was still inserted straight into it.
This is a self-comforting emotion.
For these cavalrymen who were going to die, they did not want to be hit by such heavy weapons.
Lin Yi felt the emotions of these people.
There is actually no difference between these people and the sergeants of the Southern Dynasties. They also have their own rich emotions, but for him, he knows that it is best to put aside all his emotions at this time.
These cavalrymen looked upward, but his eyes dropped downward.
Arrows were falling everywhere around him.
The previous waves of arrow rain were purely used by the Northern Wei army to vent their emotions and show their strength. This is probably due to the habit of this army. Momentum is important when the two armies are fighting. However, this Northern Wei army may have forgotten that a hundred thousand troops are fighting against each other.
With more than 3,000 troops, such a catharsis of arrows doesn't make much sense.
The chaotic arrows around him were like vigorously growing thatch.
Many arrows were broken by impact on the hard rocks, but there were also many arrows that fell into the gaps between the rocks and stood still alive.
He calmly stretched out his hands, stroking them like straw. The movement was not pretty, but it was very practical. He grabbed a handful of arrows in each hand, then he gave a low shout and threw the arrows he grabbed with all his strength.
go out.
He had practiced throwing for a long time, but at this time he didn't need accuracy, only strength, because all in front of him were cavalry running towards him.
In terms of strength, he has improved a lot compared to when he was practicing throwing on the bank of Luoshui.
His two arms were like two ballistas, and the arrows made a violent sound as they shot through the air the moment they were released.
The dozen or so cavalrymen who were at the forefront were all hit by arrows. The only difference was how many arrows they hit.
As blood exploded on their bodies, the powerful force caused them to scream and fall backwards, their feet being dragged by the stirrups, and their bodies being dragged behind the horse.
Most of these war horses were hit by arrows. After taking a few steps, they screamed and fell down among the rocks. Amidst the dull banging sound, large masses of broken flesh and blood were scattered, making it difficult to distinguish what was on the horses.
Or the flesh and blood of the rider.
The war horses that rushed forward hit the steepest rocky beach, only a few dozen steps away from Lin Yi. The slightly crisscrossing slope turned these war horses into a pile of horrific tattered flesh and blood protruding from their bones in an instant.
Lin Yi's face was extremely determined, and his eyebrows were stained with blood stars floating in the air, but he looked even more heroic.
He took half a step back, grabbed a handful of arrows in each hand again, and threw them towards the cavalry in front.
The iron flow coming from the black pressure was slightly blocked, and the black waves at the front were suddenly scattered like hitting a rock.
The shrill neighing of the war horses, the cracking of bones and the rider's uncontrollable howl filled the world, even louder than the sound of thunder's iron hooves.
However, the cavalry in the rear forgot their fear at this time, and continued to charge forward with unusual indifference. They began to truly die.
There were five or six cavalry on each side rushing past the edge of the water. To this cavalry, these cavalry were like two iron lines. After paying the price of the dozens of cavalry in front, these more than ten cavalry finally
Rushed in front of Lin Yi.
A cavalryman shouted loudly, flew out from his horse, and stabbed Lin Yi with a spear.
The momentum of the horse under him, coupled with his full leap, made him move extremely fast, no different from the stones thrown by a catapult.
His body passed through the fresh flesh and blood that was still flying in the air, and the spear in his hand was full of energy, piercing a wave of air visible to the naked eye in the air!
At the same time, the riders beside him used their legs to exert force, inflicting pain on the war horses. They forced the already lightning-fast horses to exert even more force, rushing up the rocky beaches on both sides and attacking Lin Yi from both sides.
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Lin Yi took a deep breath, and in the next moment, he let out a loud shout that made many people's eardrums hurt!
Amidst the thunderous shouts, he did not draw out his sword or knife. He stretched out his hands at the same time and directly grabbed the spear that was thrust towards him.
The powerful spear stopped dead in his hands. In the next moment, the cavalryman holding the spear screamed in disbelief. Lin Yi swept him away with both men and spear.
His men and spears swept through the air and hit the cavalry attacking from both sides.
The harsh and heart-shaking sound of bones breaking sounded from him and the cavalry at the same time.
Several cavalrymen howled miserably as they were knocked off their horses and fell onto the rocky beach, making more bones cracking sounds!