Chapter nine hundred and eighty first death attack
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For farmers who have been tenants to landlords for generations, their biggest wish is to own their own land and become landlords. This has almost become their obsession. For this goal, they will sacrifice everything except their lives.
You can ignore everything.
If Nie Xiaoyu just went on a killing spree and killed some people, the other tenants would naturally be scared away. As a result, Nie Xiaoyu did not order the killings, and the greed in these people's hearts was fueled. Nie Xiaoyu suddenly took action and scared these people.
He jumped greatly, but saw that she was only one person, and none of the people she knocked down were dead. This made these people more courageous, and they all went to beat Nie Xiaoyu desperately.
Luo Shixin, Li Xuanba and others were about to bring people up to help in the battle, but Nie Xiaoyu shouted at them to stop, joking, if these five hundred cavalry were allowed to take action, the situation would inevitably be out of control, and casualties would be inevitable. Anyway, Nie Xiaoyu knew that,
With the Chunqiu Valley Master, the insect demon and the Chunqiu slave beside Wang Junlin, coupled with Wang Junlin's strength and the speed of the blood-maned horse, even if he is trapped in a large army, he will not die so easily.
In this way, Nie Xiaoyu started fighting with thousands of villagers who were blinded by greed.
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"Whoosh whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh whoosh..." More than a hundred steps away, the archers in the back row shot out dozens of eagle feathers. The tip of the arrow flashed with cold light, like a beast shining brightly in mid-air.
The fangs came out.
However, what stood in front of the beast's fangs were two slowly closing door panels. A similar scene had happened several times during the offensive and defensive battles at the temple entrance. If Lu's soldiers were fighting in close combat, the soldiers would fight at the door.
.And if Lu's soldiers were shooting with bows and arrows from a distance, they would immediately use door panels to block it, so that no arrow could be shot in.
Sure enough, it was the same this time. After a crackling sound, there was no result. Most of the feather arrows were shot on the door panel, trembling unwillingly. Only a few scattered arrows crossed the wall, and were easily shot by the masters in the courtyard.
It fell to the ground, and the soldiers in reserve nearby quickly picked it up. At this time, the soldiers also consumed a lot of arrows. Whether it was the arrows on the door panel or the arrows shot in, they would be immediately hit.
They collected them, found a place to polish the arrowheads, and handed them to the soldiers on the wall who were responsible for shooting arrows outwards.
Of course, the soldiers on the wall were not just standing there stupidly. At this time, the soldiers had demolished the things inside the temple and raised the inside of the wall. Standing on it, you could just raise your head to see the outside and shoot, and it was just right to lower your head.
Hiding behind the wall gave them a big advantage over the Lu family's thieves who had no bunkers to protect them outside.
When Lu's soldiers shot at the main entrance of the temple from a long distance, the soldiers on the walls on both sides bent their bows and set arrows, and fought back. These were the soldiers who were selected for the most accurate archery skills, and the arrows they shot were steady and hard.
This round of volley fired another dozen Lu soldiers to the ground.
As the casualties increased, the morale of the three thousand Lu soldiers, who had little experience in fighting on the battlefield, suddenly dropped significantly. They stood next to the bodies of their dead accomplices, holding up their shields to protect their heads, reluctant to move forward.
"Bah! What the hell did I think they were? Wearing fine armor, I thought they were elite soldiers! They turned out to be a group of paper tigers!" From the crack in the door, I saw the menacing thieves before, and they behaved so badly.
The morale of the soldiers in the temple suddenly became higher and higher, and some people deliberately taunted loudly through the door panel.
"If you have the guts, keep rushing forward. Grandpa's knife has just been sharpened. I promise to cut you one by one!"
"You are an eggless thing. With just this little ability, you still want to imitate others in plotting rebellion. Just wait until the imperial army annihilates the nine tribes!"
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The loud shouts of the soldiers were not random shouts. This was in itself a method of psychological warfare as explained by Wang Junlin. No matter how these three thousand black-armored soldiers were trained by the Lu family, the words "treason" and "killing the Nine Clan" fell into place.
In the ears, it will still affect their mentality and courage to some extent.
"The one who rushes in and enters the temple first will be credited with the first merit and the reward will be doubled." At this time, the person in charge of entering the main entrance was the Lu family captain, named Lu Xiaofeng. He was the "son of the Lu family" and had been working as a guard in the Lu family for generations.
When Shi heard this, he was so angry that his eyes were on fire. He first swung his knife and struck the air several times, and then jumped on his feet to boost his morale.
Before he finished speaking, several rays of cold light suddenly flew into the sky. He was so frightened that he waved the long knife in his hand repeatedly before knocking away the two rain arrows. However, he was also startled and stood still.
Behind the soldiers, the soldiers beside him quickly raised their shields to block the subsequent arrows.
"Rush up, rush up and kill them all!" Lu Xiaofeng had a crazy look on his face and emerged from behind the soldiers, baring his teeth and claws. He knew very well how miserable his end would be when he returned if he couldn't conquer the temple today.
But in the face of death, his words were useless. The soldiers continued to approach the temple gate slowly. The sword and shield soldiers each used their shields to protect their throats and upper bodies tightly, while the spear soldiers desperately used their spears to the left.
They swayed to the right, trying to knock away arrows that might be shot at them at any time.
"Archers, where are the archers, haven't you had enough to eat?" Lu Xiaofeng ran forward and back in frustration.
The archers in the back row of the team had no choice but to change their volley fire to scattered fire, and launch a long-distance attack at the soldiers with only half of their heads exposed on the wall in front of the temple. At this distance, it was really difficult for them to hit the target.
The large arrows flew up one after another, and almost all of them missed their target. Even with one or two occasional exceptions, the soldiers used their bows and arms to block them at the last moment, and they were all in vain.
However, the soldiers of the government did not have the habit of just being beaten without fighting back. After discovering that the opponent's feather arrows were not a big threat to them, they immediately calmly drew their bows to fight back. Under the command of Shan Xiongxin, they deliberately attacked the Lu family's thieves.
The big and small bosses were being "taken care of". Soon, two more archer captains and a spear centurion leader from the Lu family were seriously injured and fell to the ground, screaming and rolling back and forth in a pool of blood.
"Divide the work, the archers divide the work, don't shoot randomly. Each group concentrates on dealing with one! Come on, you bunch of trash, haven't you practiced very well?" Lu Xiaofeng jumped forward and back like a monkey, saying in a hoarse voice.
The archers under his command responded.
His words did sound reasonable. The archers suppressed the panic in their hearts, organized into groups again, and worked together to deal with the targets on the walls of the temple. At this time, the soldiers immediately encountered a large number of enemies.
Trouble, the arrows that came from the sky were so powerful that they could only parry but were unable to fight back. In the blink of an eye, someone was injured by random arrows and had to pull down the wall and let the soldiers behind him push up.
ps: To make up for not updating last night, this is the sixth update————