Chapter 117: Intensive Arrow Rain
"then!"
Cheng Bushi just turned around and didn't have time to ask questions.
Then he saw a stream of silver light coming straight towards his hands following Zhang Yichao's cold words.
"Snapped!"
Cheng Bushi stretched out his left hand and grabbed the silver flowing light.
He looked closely and saw that the silver stream of light turned out to be a silver-white token.
This token is about the size of a palm, with mysterious patterns engraved on it.
In the middle of the token are written three large gilded characters, "Dragon Crossbow Order".
"Zhang Shuai, what are you...?"
Cheng Bu Shi, who looked confused, looked at Zhang Yichao while holding up the token.
"This is the dragon crossbow order. With this order, you can directly call on my two thousand dragon crossbow guards!"
Zhang Yichao, who was sitting in the commander's position, spoke in a deep voice to explain to Cheng Bushi.
The war was about to begin, and it was impossible for him to ask Cheng Bushi to withdraw from the battle because his soldiers were weak.
He could only say that he was doing his best to provide help to these weak sergeants. If this didn't work, it only meant that the Eagle Strike sergeants under Cheng Bushi were unable to hold up the wall.
The two thousand dragon crossbow heavy guards he provided to Cheng Bushi were no worse than the 40,000 eagle strike sergeants in terms of killing power.
Each dragon crossbow heavy guard has a cultivation level at the peak of transformation, and the dragon's roar heavy crossbow they hold can shoot a transformation soldier wearing iron armor from two miles away.
If the distance is reduced to one mile, they can use the dense rain of arrows to kill the warriors in the realm of gods on the spot.
As for staying close, that was basically impossible. Very few people could get so close to them under the dense rain of arrows from the heavy dragon crossbow guards.
Hearing this, Cheng Bushi was slightly startled, and then said solemnly: "Thank you, Commander!"
He is not a ungrateful person, nor will he refuse the assistance Zhang Yichao gave him just for the sake of so-called face.
He is a person who is extremely striving for stability. For him, as long as he can win, it is worth even one hundred thousand against one thousand.
"Go for it!"
Zhang Yichao, who was wearing red robe and black armor, spoke in a deep voice.
"promise!"
Cheng Bushi clasped his fists again in response, then turned around and strode away from the handsome tent.
At this moment, only Zhang Yichao and Hua Xiong and Zhang Tang were left in the commander's tent.
"General Hua, lead all the cavalry troops going south to form an formation on the right flank of the Modao Army. After the Western Chu cavalry has lost all their energy, lead the troops directly to attack their formation!"
Zhang Yichao's face was solemn and his tone was cold.
The series of orders he just issued are actually the marching and confrontation methods summarized in ancient China.
First use crossbows to dampen their spirit, then use infantry to destroy their edge, and finally use large groups of cavalry to attack the enemy's formation.
"promise!"
Hua Xiong, who had a sallow complexion, stood up and clasped his fists in response to the order.
Then, he quickly left the Nanxia commander's tent with an excited expression.
He has an extreme and warlike personality. If Zhang Yichao hadn't forcibly ordered him not to move arbitrarily, this reckless man would have fought in the northern grasslands long ago.
"Commander Zhang, please join me in holding down the Chinese army!"
After seeing Hua Xiong leave, Zhang Yichao turned his attention to Zhang Tang.
"promise!"
Zhang Tang, dressed in black embroidered clothes, made a promise.
Neither he nor his embroidered messengers were good at fighting on the battlefield, so Zhang Yichao did not let him go out to fight.
………………
More than an hour later.
On the black claw grassland where the smoke and dust billowed, the soldiers of the Qin State who were marching south to conquer were all in full formation.
The 30,000 Modao sergeants had cold expressions on their faces, and the sharp Modao in their hands hit the grassland directly.
Li Siye, holding a giant Mo Dao, looked at the smoke and dust in the distance with an indifferent expression.
Behind the 30,000 Modao Sergeants was the slightly nervous Eagle Attack Sergeant.
They all held eagle crossbows and stared straight ahead.
At the forefront of the Eagle Attack Army Formation were two thousand dragon crossbow guards armed with dragon roaring crossbows.
These dragon crossbow heavy guards looked calm, and one by one they conducted final inspections on the dragon roaring crossbows in their hands.
"Tap, tap, tap!"
At this moment, the roar of horse hooves sounded like a mountain falling.
As the sound became louder and louder, every Qin soldier in formation felt the grassland beneath his feet shaking slightly.
"kill!"
After the Qin soldiers were able to catch a glimpse of the huge black torrent from a distance, the extremely brutal shouts of killing could be heard.
Cheng Bushi, with a solemn expression, stood coldly in front of the Eagle Attack Sergeant formation.
The sound of horse hooves and the shouts of killing were getting louder and louder, and the Qin soldiers could clearly feel that a fierce murderous intention was coming from south to north.
"Four miles, three miles, three and a half miles...!"
Cheng Bushi, holding a giant red crossbow, kept estimating the distance of the Xichu cavalry.
"Two miles!"
When he estimated that the distance between the two sides was only two miles, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he sternly ordered: "Let me go!"
His tone was extremely fiery, like thunder, resounding in the ears of the nervous Eagle Attack Sergeant and Dragon Crossbow Guard.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
As his order came out, the sounds of the hanging knives being pulled were heard.
Then I saw the Eagle Attack Sergeant and the Dragon Crossbow Guard, both of whom were half-kneeling and thrown straight ahead.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Sounds like screeching locusts suddenly sounded.
Hundreds of thousands of crossbow arrows were like a dark cloud, covering the sun.
"My God, what is that thing!?"
"How can it be!?"
"I don't want to die, I want to go home!"
Under the dense rain of arrows, the cavalry at the front of the Western Chu army suddenly panicked.
Because the arrow rain was so dense that when they looked up, they saw cold arrows everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, crossbow arrows rained down on the Western Chu cavalry formation like a heavy rain.
Too fast, the speed of the crossbow arrows was so fast that the Xichu cavalry had no time to dodge!
"Puff, puff, puff!"
The dull sound of sharp arrows entering the body kept ringing in the Western Chu cavalry formation.
Clusters of bright red blood flowers bloomed on the body of a soldier.
"Don't panic, hold on to your formation!"
The front army of Western Chu was commanded by Yuan Tuo, who was the royal family of Western Chu, but his bloodline was too far away from the Yuan and Qing Dynasties.
He could only rely on his own tyrannical strength to obtain a position as a cavalry commander among the royal cavalry.
In order to achieve success, he volunteered for this battle and used his 30,000 royal cavalry as the vanguard of the army!
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
As soon as Yuantuo finished speaking, he saw hundreds of screaming crossbow arrows pricking his body like a hedgehog.
He was a warrior of the sixth level of spiritual power, but he could withstand so many crossbow arrows. He didn't even have time to howl before he fell off his horse and died.
He and his horse were shot with more than three hundred arrows, and he looked like a porcupine active in the mountains and forests.
If Zhuge Cheng had thousands of subordinates like him, then the straw boat borrowing arrows strategy would eliminate the need for boats.
Chapter completed!