When the arrow rain fell, the Pitz soldiers who rushed to the bottom of the pass immediately raised their shields to defend themselves.
Most of the arrows that flew down hit the ground, while others hit the shields and were blocked. Of course, there were also a few arrows that hit soldiers who failed to raise their shields in time to defend themselves.
However, these Pitz soldiers who were shot did not suffer any critical injuries. They were all hit by arrows in their arms or legs. They suddenly lost the ability to move forward in the rush of people, and either fell down or fell to the ground.
Just when these injured soldiers wanted to call their companions to come to rescue, a second batch of arrows rained down from above their heads.
Before their companions could react, these people died tragically in the hail of arrows, and the mud buckets and shields in their hands fell to the ground beside them.
Although some soldiers were shot and killed, it did not affect other people.
At this time, the first group of Pitz soldiers had reached the wall under the pass. They quickly dumped the soil in the buckets into the corner of the wall, and then turned back and ran away without looking back.
At the pass, Chai Yan leaned out from the crenel and looked down. The Pitz soldiers below were like ants moving, constantly sprinting down the pass with their shields, dumping buckets of soil out.
"Fire arrows, keep firing arrows!"
Fan Xingwang looked down and kept issuing orders.
However, the lethality caused by the continuous rain of arrows is somewhat insufficient. Chai Yan roughly estimated that if one round of arrow rain is fired, one or two of the thirty or forty Pitz soldiers will be injured or killed. The effect is far away.
Didn't meet expectations.
Jimo Qiao looked worried and couldn't help but said: "This won't work. The distance is too far, and they all have shields. It's a waste of arrows."
Cheng Jiu on the side also nodded after hearing this: "Yes, it's such a waste of arrows."
Chai Yan had the same idea, so he hurriedly walked to Fan Xingwang's side and said: "General Fan, the effect of archery is not great. It is better to stop now to avoid consuming too many arrows."
As soon as he finished speaking, another round of arrows shot down.
Chai Yan and Fan Xingwang hurriedly looked down, but the situation was the same as in the previous rounds. Only a few Pitz soldiers fell to the ground after being shot by arrows, while the rest of the arrows were either stuck on the ground or were shot by Pitz.
The shield held by the Chinese soldier above his head was blocked.
Fan Xingwang was very angry when he saw this, but he was not an impulsive person. After thinking for a while, he ordered: "Stop shooting arrows!"
As soon as the order was given, the archers in front of the crenel immediately stopped firing arrows.
Fan Xingwang said: "Taoist Priest, our people have obviously drank the sacred water of martial arts, why can't they still shoot through the shields of the people of Pitz?"
Chai Yan said patiently: "General Fan, the Holy Water of Martial Arts can only improve a person's strength, endurance and defense, thereby maximizing the speed and lethality of arrows from the string. But General Fan, if the enemy's iron shield is stronger than
Our arrows are harder, so it will be very difficult to shoot through them. Unless there are armor-piercing arrows made of special materials!"
Fan Xingwang understood. What Chai Yan meant was that the iron material of the arrowheads of his own arrows was not as good as that of the Pitz people's shields, so even if the lethality was maximized, it would be difficult to break through the opponent's iron shield.
"The iron material for making armor-piercing arrows is rare and hard to find. It's rare to find it but not to ask for it!" Fan Xingwang frowned.
At this time, Pang Zhenbei ran over from the trail and asked: "General Fan, what should we do now? These Pitz national dogs are still pouring dirt!"
Fan Xingwang lowered his head and glanced. At this time, some soil had accumulated at the corner of the pass, and the Pitz people were still dumping soil continuously.
After thinking quickly, Fan Xingwang made a decision: "Give me the order, the archers will take aim and release their arrows on their own!"
"Yes, General."
The two soldiers clasped their fists in response, and then ran away along the trail, one on the left and the other on the right, conveying the order loudly.
"The general has an order, the archers aim and release arrows on their own!"
Fan Xingwang couldn't watch the Pitz people build up the mountain, so he decided to shoot the arrows, but instead of shooting them in a covering style like before, he changed them to precise point kills.
But it is a pity that the effect of the arrows is still very average. Only a few of the Pitz soldiers were hit by the arrows, and the accumulation speed of the soil mountains has not slowed down.
Pang Zhenbei looked worried and couldn't help but yelled: "Made, you are a bunch of turtles!"
The faces of Fan Xingwang and Chai Yan next to them were already very serious. They were both thinking about how to break the shield. Only by breaking the shield could they slow down the speed of the people of Pitz building up the mountain of earth.
At this moment, Jimo Qiao ran to Chai Yan and said, "Brother, haven't we made a lot of bamboo javelins? Since bows and arrows are useless, let's try using bamboo javelins!"
Just as Chai Yan was about to speak, he heard Pang Zhenbei respond loudly: "Miss Mo Yu is right, let me try it with the bamboo javelin!"
After that, Pang Zhenbei ran to get a sharpened bamboo javelin, then went to the big vat to scoop out a bowl of martial arts holy water, and drank it all in one go.
Immediately, Pang Zhenbei's body was filled with strength, and he couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Look at me!"
Immediately afterwards, Pang Zhenbei walked towards the crenel with a bamboo javelin in hand. Seeing this, the soldiers standing in front of the crenel hurriedly moved to both sides.
Pang Zhenbei glanced at the bottom of the pass, quickly selected a target, and after taking aim for a while, he suddenly yelled: "Take my mark!"
Before he finished speaking, Pang Zhenbei threw the bamboo javelin with all his strength.
Pang Zhenbei was already very powerful, and after drinking the Martial Holy Water, his power increased dramatically in an instant.
The moment the bamboo javelin was launched, Chai Yan was sure to hear the distinct sound of breaking wind. The bamboo javelin was like a supersonic electric arrow, flying close to the target in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, a loud impact sound was heard, and the bamboo javelin accurately hit the iron shield above the head of a Pitz soldier.
However, the bamboo javelin did not penetrate the iron shield of the Pitz people with one blow as everyone hoped. Instead, it rebounded after hitting and flew far away.
Although the iron shield failed to be penetrated, a deep dent was left on the shield body, which shows how powerful the impact of the bamboo javelin was.
At the same time, because the soldier holding the shield could not withstand such a strong impact, his center of gravity suddenly became unstable and he fell backwards, falling heavily to the ground.
The moment he fell, the shield and mud bucket in his hands fell to the ground. He also lost his protection and was exposed to the range of the archers.
"Damn it, it doesn't work either!" Pang Zhenbei was very unwilling and punched the wall angrily.
Chai Yan reacted quickly, and suddenly found an opportunity, so he immediately pointed to the man below who was knocked down by the bamboo javelin, and said to an archer beside him: "Good opportunity, release the arrow quickly!"
The archer next to him was also an experienced veteran. He acted calmly and quickly aimed at the Pitz soldier, and shot out an arrow with a "whoosh".
At this time, the Pitz soldier at the pass had just gotten up to pick up his shield when he was shot through the chest by an arrow flying from the sky and died on the spot.
"Awesome!" Chai Yan suddenly raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but praise.
"Okay!" Pang Zhenbei also shouted.
Fan Xingwang, Jimo Qiao and others were also very happy.
Similarly, the veteran who shot the arrow was also very excited and couldn't help but clenched his fist vigorously.
Chai Yan already had an idea in his mind, and he immediately turned to Fan Xingwang and said, "General Fan, let's just do this. First use the bamboo javelin to break the shield, and at the same time, the archers will cooperate to kill him!"
"What a great idea!" Fan Xingwang agreed very much and readily agreed immediately.
Immediately afterwards, Fan Xingwang gave the order: "Listen to my order and prepare to throw the bamboo javelin!"
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