With screams of surprise, several men behind Sun Gaowu quickly gathered around and helped Sun Gaowu up from the snow.
The severe pain made Sun Gaowu's face turn pale. When he was unconscious, he saw his men falling one by one on the snow.
Screams, gunshots, and panicked roars stimulated Sun Gaowu's nerves one by one.
"Withdraw, withdraw..."
After raising his last bit of strength, a weak voice came from Sun Gaowu's mouth.
This caused the expressions on the faces of the men who were supporting him to change. They quickly helped him retreat and shouted, "Retreat, retreat, retreat immediately..."
The roar from the retreat caused the faces of the survivors in the charge to change. They quickly gave up on the enemy in front of them and ran wildly in the direction they came from. They were almost rolling and crawling when they escaped, which was so embarrassing.
As soon as the enemy withdrew, their backs were completely exposed to the eyes of the imperial archers.
The imperial archers in the dock did not stop attacking. Sharp arrows shot out, spanning a distance of tens of meters, and a distance of nearly a hundred meters, and hit the enemy's back. The powerful power caused the iron arrows to stab directly.
It penetrated the enemy's body and was nailed to the snow.
As Sun Gaowu said, retreat will lead to death faster.
Under the attack of the imperial archers, the fleeing enemies on the river fell one by one like wheat.
Looking at the bloody battlefield in front, the crowd on the river behind had long been stunned, with only fear on their faces.
He actually lost, the castle owner actually lost...
It's over, it's all over...
Seeing his evacuating companions falling in the snow one after another, Chen Tianyou's face turned pale.
The other side was really cruel and ruthless. Even if they evacuated, they did not give up the attack and carried out a brutal and inhumane massacre.
"Let them go..."
On the dock, Li Meng walked out from behind the tower crane, looked at the fleeing enemies on the river, and stopped the imperial archers.
Following Li Meng's order, the imperial archers scattered throughout the docks stopped attacking.
At this time, on the river, the team charging towards the pier already numbered less than a hundred people, and they were only more than 300 meters away from the pier. If the imperial archers continued to attack, it was very likely that none of them would be able to escape.
Although the weapons of the Empire's archers are just bows and arrows, they are not ordinary bows and arrows. They are not bows and arrows that humans can use. Their power is no weaker than ordinary firearms within a certain distance. In addition, all of the Empire's archers are expert archers.
, the bow and arrow are a deadly weapon in the hands of the imperial archers.
Today's battle well proved the strength of the empire's archers. As long as the battlefield is chosen correctly, even if the enemy has firearms, they can still fight.
"Go, retreat, let's go back..."
Sun Gaowu was lucky. With the help of his men, he escaped from the bloody battlefield and joined the team at the rear.
Looking at the iron arrow on Sun Gaowu's shoulder, Chen Tianyou said nothing, turned around and said loudly: "Escape, return to the shelter..."
This order to evacuate caused the dark crowd to flee in the direction they came from. For a moment, there was a surge of figures and a commotion. The only thing on everyone's faces was the fear of death, and deep in their hearts was panic.
Will the enemy retaliate?
Will the enemy pursue you?
This is what everyone is worried about, and what Chen Tianyou cares about.
Looking back, Chen Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the enemy on the other side was not chasing him.
While Chen Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief, he was also quite confused.
They had guns in their hands, so why did they lose against a group of people holding bows and arrows?
The defeat was so inexplicable. Chen Tianyou, who was at the rear, only saw his companions in front falling one after another. The power of the enemy's bows and arrows was unimaginable, and their accuracy was incredible. Could it be that all the enemies were sharpshooters?
How is this possible? There are quite a lot of enemies. Judging from the number of arrows fired, there must be at least a hundred people.
One hundred people are all sharp archers, the possibility is almost zero.
Standing on the edge of the embankment, Li Meng was speechless as he watched the crowds retreating on the other side.
Li Meng moved his eyes slightly and looked at the battlefield again...
Not far away, on a large stretch of river, there were corpses in the snow, patches of dazzling blood.
Those who can walk have already left, and those who cannot walk are dead.
In such a low-temperature environment, once bleeding or injury occurs, the body will cool down rapidly. Even if the wound is not fatal, if too much blood is left, death will be inevitable.
The battle with cold weapons is cruel, more ferocious, and more bloody. Of course, in terms of the shock of the scene, bows and arrows are still not as good as firearms. The difference is huge...
No matter how powerful a bow and arrow is, it can only penetrate someone else's body. Not to mention small-caliber bullets, slightly larger-caliber bullets can hit a skull on a human body, and a headshot would be even worse.
"Follow up..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Meng jumped down to the river less than two meters away.
Behind Li Meng, a group of imperial archers followed closely and jumped into the river one after another.
After the battle just now, the Imperial archers did not suffer any losses. Only a small number of Imperial archers were hit. The bullets penetrated the armor and injured some parts, but it was not serious. As long as the mechanical skeleton was not injured, other parts of the body would not be affected.
Injured Imperial archers can heal themselves. All they need is a bottle of organic fluid and a short while.
White light poured out from the void. Wherever Li Meng passed, the corpses on the snow turned into a white light and poured into the void, disappearing without a trace...
Although the resource points provided by a corpse are pitifully small, the number of resources cannot be tolerated.
Li Meng was not in the mood to count how many corpses there were on the snow, but at a glance, there were at least hundreds.
In less than ten minutes, Li Meng recovered the bodies in the snow one by one.
After a slight pause in his steps, Li Meng bent down and picked up a rifle abandoned by the enemy from the ground, and looked at it carefully.
The rifle is about fifty centimeters long, and the shape of the rifle is also very beautiful. The magazine, grip, and corners are clearly defined, and the workmanship is very exquisite. Judging from the luster of the metal and the overall quality of the rifle, this rifle does not look like it did sixty years ago.
s things.
Sixty years ago, Li Meng could be considered a Chinese military fan, but Li Meng had never seen a gun of this type.
Does the enemy have the ability to make firearms?
Thinking of this, Li Meng's face tightened and he quickly said to the imperial archers around him: "Pick up all these guns and follow..."
With that said, Li Meng hurriedly walked towards the other side of the river...