It is said that a thousand crossbow arrows shot out in an instant were not conspicuous on the vast plain... but to the one hundred Song Dynasty imperial guards who had already rushed forward, it was really powerful!

The hundred generals of the Song Army who led the army opened their mouths in shock - there were only a hundred people on the opposite side, how could they produce so many arrows in an instant?

"Raise your shield..."

Before he finished speaking, thousands of arrows were fired!

The distance is too close!

But the imperial guards of the Song Army did not panic - although there were many arrows, there was nothing terrible about them.

If such a rain of arrows fell on soldiers without shields and armor, it would undoubtedly be a disaster... But the Song Dynasty imperial guards had thick shields and everyone wore armor. No matter how many arrows there were, it would only be a bluff.

, it can’t cause any harm at all!

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

Shield shattered! Armor pierced!

The slap in the face comes so quickly!

Before they could even blink an eye, most of the one hundred Song Army imperial guards were already dead and wounded!

The leader of the hundred guardsmen rushed to the front, with seven or eight arrows stuck in his body in an instant! He lowered his head in disbelief... How is this possible?

How could there be arrows that could penetrate shields and armor in one fell swoop?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

The hundred guardsmen touched their abdomen, and felt a cold sensation in their hands - looking at it carefully, they saw that the arrows were made of fine iron!

However, even if these arrows are all iron arrows, they should not be so penetrating...

Hundreds of people will turn around again, and a hundred of the ferocious imperial guards of the Song Army will die or be injured... Many soldiers will be pricked into a hornet's nest...

…

Zhong Hua's figure did not move at all, and a meaningful smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

The eight hundred soldiers of the Guards Battalion are all equipped with the latest iron repeating crossbows!

From the bow body to the mechanism, this repeating crossbow is entirely made of fine iron - it is so powerful that it cannot be wound by mere manpower, and can only be wound by a winch.

Therefore, the craftsmanship of this repeating crossbow is very complex.

Moreover, the iron material that can be used as the body of the repeating crossbow must be the best thousand-forged iron... Not only is the cost extremely high, but nine out of ten made are scraps!

For places like the bow body, where materials are extremely tested, with current metallurgical technology, even the appalling thousand-forged iron material quality is actually not up to standard at all - we can only rely on mass production and eliminating 90% of the scraps.

Fortunately, there are some repeating crossbows that are usable.

And because of the shortcomings of the material technology tree—the service life of these barely usable iron repeating crossbows is also extremely short.

Because of the above reasons, this kind of iron repeating crossbow, which Xiong Wuliang has high hopes for, cannot be deployed on a large scale in the Quyang New Army, but the 800 Guards Battalion spared no expense to get a handful of them!

It costs a lot of money, but its lethality is also amazing!

At a distance of twenty or thirty steps, even an iron plate one finger thick can be easily penetrated!

The nemesis of heavy infantry!

Xiao Hei put down the heavy iron repeating crossbow in his hand and looked intently - the one hundred Song people in front had disappeared.

There were at least sixty or seventy corpses on the ground.

At such a close distance, there is no possibility of the shot missing.

The dozens of Song soldiers who were lucky enough to escape were all rushing from behind. Fortunately, their colleagues in front blocked the arrows with their bodies, and they only saved their lives.

Xiao Hei did not give the order to pursue, but stood silently.

…

The 80,000 noisy Song soldiers seemed to be strangled by the neck!

Silence!

I don’t know what kind of magic the Chu people on the opposite side used, so that the Song army’s imperial guards, who were selected from a thousand, all fell to the ground before they could get close!

shock!

impossible!

The drumstick in King Yan's hand fell to the ground. His eyes were as wide as bells: "Impossible!"

The officials of the Song State were even more horrified - although they dared not speak out about some of Song Wang Yan's actions, they never had any doubts about the power of the imperial guards that Song Wang Yan had carefully built!

result……

The more than 20 Song soldiers who had fled back in embarrassment were all in despair. They fled to the foot of the high platform, but they were still haunted: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

King Yan of the Song Dynasty took an iron arrow, hesitated for a moment, and then became furious!

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

"One hundred people against one hundred people, but they couldn't even kill a single Chu person!"

"I have devoted all my devotion to cultivating you, and I have cultivated you all in Quanzhi!"

"What use do you need!?"

One of the imperial guards from the Song Dynasty felt that something was wrong and quickly protested loudly: "Your Majesty, please spare your life - it's not like we are incompetent, the bows and arrows of the Chu people are really too evil!"

Song Wang Yan was furious!

"How dare you quibble!"

"After the Chu people have finished shooting their arrows, why don't you dare to rush forward and fight them in close combat?"

"It's clear that we are still greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"All the bosses! The bosses!"

More than twenty guards who had just escaped from death begged loudly for mercy and kowtowed repeatedly, but to no avail. The livid-faced King Yan waved his hand, but no one dared to persuade him.

The guards who had escaped were pinned to the ground, and more than twenty shining iron swords were swung down, splattering blood - the guards who had escaped died with their eyes open.

Eighty thousand soldiers of the Song Dynasty were as silent as cicadas, and no one made a sound.

King Yan of the Song Dynasty was still angry. At this moment, the messenger of the Chu army came on horseback again and said loudly: "Your Majesty! My master said - just now, the Chu people have taken advantage of the bows and crossbows, but they can't.

It shows that people from Chu are braver than people from Song!"

"My master said - it's not satisfying to end it so hastily! It doesn't help your Majesty's drinking pleasure!"

"The Lord has just angrily scolded the soldiers under his command who failed to win - now, I hope to compete with the king's soldiers of the Song Army again!"

"This battle is still a hundred men versus a hundred men - only crossbows are prohibited and the fight is all about the physical body!"

…

The 80,000 Song troops were silent, so the voice of the ordering soldiers carried far away.

Many Song soldiers were very angry!

Chu people bully others too much!

Song Wangyan's face was already purple - he had a bad temper, and the request for 'one more fight' at this moment was tantamount to humiliation in his eyes.

"Okay!" King Song stopped smiling and said with a fierce expression, "Then let's have another contest!"

"If Marquis Quyang can still win, then I will personally pour wine for him to celebrate!"

King Yan of the Song Dynasty glanced at the imperial guards on the side. The imperial guards were half angry at the arrogance of the Chu people, and half were afraid of King Yan's gaze.

Song Wangyan pointed with his big hand: "Chongsan, your hundred men are here!"

The hundred-man general named Zhongsan trembled all over, knowing that he could not retreat, so he took a step forward and shouted loudly: "I am willing to die for the king!"

Song Wangyan nodded slightly with satisfaction, then narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "You are trained rigorously. When it comes to close combat, the Chu people are definitely no match!"

"In this battle, the second and third sons must not hold back - they must kill all the Chu people to vent their anger on the few!"

"If there is another one who escapes and comes back..." Song Wang Yan added coldly: "The Yi tribe!"

One hundred generals, Chong San, was so excited that he shouted: "If we don't kill all the Chu people, we will not need the king's ax - we will kill ourselves in front of the battle!"

The one hundred Song Army imperial guards under his command were unable to retreat, but their morale was unprecedentedly high: "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"The Song Dynasty will definitely win!"
Chapter completed!