The Huns tried to shoot no arrows to the top of the beacon tower, and they only penetrated to the Great Wall wall at the farthest.

This is obvious. Although the same pound count is the same, if the bow and arrow are shot, the distance is farther than the crossbow machine, but the beacon tower is as high as 4 zhang and 8 meters high. If you want to shoot the arrow up, you must at least get close to within 60 or 70 steps to shoot it upwards.

It was hundreds of years before the Huns equipped the stirrups, and the archers were moving around and couldn't exert force. After the Huns tried to shoot for one round and found that they could not get caught in the beacon tower, they chose to dismount and get close to the shooting.

Before they reach their range, the condescending beacon towers have advantages.

But the advantage only exists in Zhao Huer.

"Don't rush to put off the crossbow, wait until the Huns approach before firing."

Zhao Hu'er has been in the beacon for so many years and has a lot of experience in dealing with the Huns' invasion. He asked Ren Hong and Han to act as if they were not in a hurry to shoot crossbows, but he stood up and pulled out the bow.

Ren Hong knew that Zhao Hu'er's bow was made by him himself, and the materials used were different from the Han army's horn bow. It was made of stubborn sheep horns, fish glue, and elm. Birch bark was wrapped on the outside of the bow. The birch bark was rich in oil and could protect the bow from moisture.

Zhao Hu'er makes a bow every autumn, which takes a year. He takes it out to hunt the next winter, not to get too much prey, but to test whether the bow can withstand the test of coldness. If it cracks, it is to get rid of the useless bow.

After years of production, elimination and improvement, Zhao Hu'er usually only has two bows around him - one long tip and the other short tip.

The Han bow is usually a short-shot bow, which has a hard pulling feeling and a relatively fast arrow speed. In the Western Regions, the Huns often use a long-shot bow, which has a soft pulling feeling and a relatively slow arrow speed, but has a longer range.

"If you want to shoot a long-shot bow, if the enemy is blocked, you have to replace it with a short-shot bow."

In addition to the bow, the wind direction, the distance and angle are used to shoot, heavy arrows or light arrows, depending on the opponent's armor, Mitsubishi arrows or two wings, and three wing iron clusters, all are knowledgeable. Ren Hong had discovered that Zhao Hu'er's way of placing strings is also different from the Mongolian style of placing strings of ordinary Han soldiers and Huns. He did not use his thumb, but his index finger, which was probably related to the injury to his right thumb.

Zhao Hu'er knew the opponent's range very well, and the wind direction was also beneficial to him. He was not afraid of the arrows inserted into the beacon wall. After pulling the bow, he moved as the target moved. Suddenly, he loosened the strings. Ninety steps away, a Hun rider who was about to dismount and shoot, fell down!

"good!"

Ren Hong and Han Dandang saw this scene in the enemy's cave and immediately applauded. Although they were few invasive, Zhao Hu'er's first arrow really raised morale!

Zhao Hu'er shot three arrows in one breath, killing one person and injuring one person. The last one was a little bit off and was not hit.

Then he couldn't stand up because of the three arrows, the Huns had quickly entered the range of the upward shooting. Although they stood very scattered, they all aimed at the position of the beacon after taking the bow!

The scene of nearly a hundred bows being launched together was shocking, like a thunderous string!

"Look down!"

With a scream, it was raining sparsely in the sky, and it was rain of arrows.

Dingdang, this is the sound of arrows hitting the iron pot. Because there are only two iron helmets, Lu Guangsu pushed the iron pot on his head. It was really useful. Those falling arrows could not hurt him at all.

Indifferent and chatting and laughing in the rain of arrows, this is a scene that Ren Hong imagined, but he didn't expect that one day he would really realize it.

Facing the iron helmets of the Han army, the bones of the Huns, and the clusters of stone arrows seemed soft and weak. In addition, the angle problem was that most arrows were swept across the beacon towers, so they were not as terrified as they imagined. They just had to shrink to the side of the female wall, so they were basically safe.

On the contrary, the Huns did not have thick armor and iron armor. Once they were attacked by the Han army's strong crossbows, they would be disabled even if they were not killed.

The Huns did not have the intention of shooting everyone on the shui to death. They just wanted to suppress their firepower so that dozens of Huns could approach the Great Wall and want to capture a beacon tower, but they would eventually have to fight by hand.

Although the Huns kept shooting arrows, making the Shushi unable to stand up, Ren Hong and others' six-stone crossbows still aimed at the abandoned horse walking, holding a knife and a sling, ready to enter the beacon tower of the Great Wall through the small peeking enemy hole on the female wall!

Unfortunately, he made a mistake in prediction and failed to hit the first shot. When Ren Hong's crossbow arrow arrived, the target had not yet reached that point.

Ren Hong has not been practicing crossbow for a long time. He has been a dead target that is fifty steps away and shot eight out of twelve shots. What if he switches to a living target? The difficulty increases exponentially. If he can win, he will burn the fragrance.

So Zhao Hu'er, the archer, is really a B... Ren Hong didn't care about envy, so he aimed again, took a deep breath, and patiently waited for the Huns whom he saw approaching, and then approached so close that he could see the beard on his face and the stains on his felt hat, and then he pulled the hanging knife!

Falled!

Unfortunately, the man was not dead, and he struggled to stand up and limped back. Zhao Huer told Ren Hong that the Huns would not fight to the death, and would withdraw from the battle if they were injured or frustrated.

Ren Hong aimed at the back of the Hun and prepared to fill a crossbow, but before he could put the strings on, an arrow shot from a distance, nailed to the edge of the enemy's hole, which scared him so much that he hid his body behind the female wall.

"Ouch!"

Another Lu Guangsu who was peeking at the enemy hole was even more miserable. Another arrow shot straight in, hitting his hand, and blood was pouring on for a moment!

"There are Legends on the other side."

It is said that during the Wenjing period, the Huns entered Shangjun, and the emperor sent a Zhongguiren to attack the Huns from Li Guang. The Zhongguiren took dozens of cavalry, but was killed by three Huns with a cavalry and a kite. In the end, Li Guang took a hundred cavalry and went to chase after him, and then killed the two of them. One of them was born. When asked, it turned out that they were indeed the The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes was the title of the archer among the Huns. He chose one in a hundred years. Zhao Huer just found the archer among the dozens of Huns who were constantly moving forward and drawing the bow.

The man was mixed in the crowd, but he did not shoot arrows easily, and he only made a fatal blow when someone appeared or looked at the enemy hole! It was him who fired two arrows in a row that scared Ren Hong and injured Lu Guangsu.

Now the Huns' archers kept approaching and shooting, and more than ten arrows were shot in each breath, making everyone unable to raise their heads and fight back. They all rely on peeping at the enemy's hole to shoot crossbows and killing the opponent. Now the eagle shooter aimed at the peeping at the enemy's hole again. Whoever showed his head and shot him, what should they do?

Ren Hong lowered his body and walked to the other side: "Zhao Hu'er, can you shoot that Sagittarius?"

"It's ok." Zhao Hu'er shook her head: "But as soon as I show up, I'm afraid I'll shoot him first."

"What if he was shooting his arrow somewhere else?"

"Then he's a dead target."

Zhao Huer pondered slightly: "You can give it a try!"

Ren Hongyixiao: "I have a way!"

He looked at Lu Guangsu, who was pinching the bloody mouth and humming softly: "Guangsu, go to the second floor and ask Zhang Qianren to wrap the wound for you and leave the iron pot for me!"

Lu Guangsu Yingnuo retreated to the next floor, while Ren Hong took the heavy iron pot and brought it to the enemy's hole. From a distance, it looked like a head wearing a helmet!

Dingdang! In a blink of an eye, an arrow shot over, and the iron pot was hit. The force was very strong, which made Ren Hong's hands numb!

But he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart: "It's now!"

Without waiting for Ren Hong to speak out, Zhao Hu'er had already taken the risk at this critical moment, quickly got up and pulled the bow, and shot an arrow towards the position of the eagle shooter!

But the next moment, he also leaned his head and fell to the ground. An arrow flew past his ears and shot his ears directly!

Zhao Hu'er covered her left ear and grinned in pain: "That Legend of the Condor Heroes is so powerful that he can draw his bow again so soon."

"It's too risky, it's fine." Did it fail? Ren Hong felt very sorry. This attack failed. With the cunning and keenness of the Legend of the Condor, they probably wouldn't have a chance again.

"No, I've been beaten, too."

Zhao Huer was very confident and grinned, "Another one The Legend of the Condor Heroes is missing among the Huns!"

"I'm really defeated." Han Gan glanced at the enemy's hole and happened to see a corpse being dragged back.

When Ren Hong and the others were watching the enemy's crossbow again, although the Huns' archers also tried to shoot at this, they were no longer as accurate as they had just now.

"The Huns have suffered three casualties. If you kill some more, they may have to hesitate to withdraw."

The Han soldiers killed one Huns and received tens of thousands of dollars, but the Huns killed a captive, and only received a reward of wine. Instead, they captured the population alive and could stay as their own slaves. Therefore, their fighting enthusiasm became a question mark. If they gained profits, they would advance, and if they were not favorable, they would retreat, and they would not be ashamed to escape.

All Ren Hong and the others can do now is to try to kill more barbarians when the Huns climb over the tiger and slash the trenches.

Huluo and slashing the trench are the original fortifications of beacon towers, which tightly surround the thick gates of the dockyard entering and leaving the Great Wall.

In addition, in the past ten days, Ren Hong also asked the Shushi to use poplar trees to cut them into trunks and sprinkle them around the beacon tower. Although the Huns were unlikely to be stupid enough to eat arrows before hitting the horse, for those who were running, stepping on them would be enough to stab the flesh and weaken their combat effectiveness.

But the facts have proved that if one force reduces ten goals, these self-prepared people have almost no use when they were blocked by the Huns...

The Huns, holding small shields and holding swords, arrived at the trench more than ten steps away from the Great Wall. The tiger was behind, but did not foolishly step on these traps, but scattered to both sides and retreated...

"Did the Huns give up?"

Before Ren Hong could be happy, a warning sounded on the second floor of the beacon tower.

"Chief Shue, the Hulu came from Senei!"

Ren Hong was shocked and looked at him on the other side. Sure enough, dozens of Huns were running quickly from the east to the inside of the Great Wall. The leader was a hundred cavalry leader with two trunks of hair on his head!

Han Gandang cursed: "These group of slaughtered barbarians are so cunning. They actually sent some people to climb the Great Wall from afar!"

More than a hundred people with positive emotions just bluffed and attracted Ren Hong and the others' attention? The real offensive troops came from two miles east of Polusui, where there was no tiger falling, and crossed the Great Wall.

Sure enough, the Huns were not stupid at all. Once they got closer, the shooting was about to end. Hand-to-hand combat may come faster than Ren Hong and the others imagined!

"They are outside the dockyard!" Zhang Qianren warned again.

The Huns approached the beacon tower without any obstacles, covering the dock wall, so that the beacon tower could not shoot them. They began to hit the door of the dockyard, one after another, as if they were hitting everyone's hearts.

Although Ren Hong and his friends tried to shoot arrows from the flint, they first suppressed the Huns outside the Great Wall, and too few people. In just a short while, the Huns in the Great Wall broke through the dock gate and entered the courtyard!

"Woof, woof, woof!"

A black shadow barked wildly and rushed towards the head of the cavalry leader, but he slashed to the ground with a knife, and twitched twice and stopped the sound.

Zhang Qianren let out a heartbroken wail: "They killed Dahei!"

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Chapter completed!