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Chapter 214: Archer

Fight to the death and never retreat!!!

When Li Dazui heard the thunderous roar that sounded on the city, he couldn't help but look up, with a sneer on his lips.

"Warriors, are you funny?" Li Dazui clenched the horse's reins with both hands and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha."

The Meng Yuan soldiers laughed loudly in cooperation, with only contempt in their eyes.

Fight to the death without retreating?

The rise of the Mongolian people was a process of cannibalizing the Han people's cities. They refused to retreat until they fought to the death? How many Han people refused to retreat until they fought to the death?

Even if the generals really defend the city, it will only be a wave of attacks in the end.

Then massacre the city.

Massacring the city was the Mongolian people's greatest respect for the resisters, and it was also the most powerful weapon to defeat the willpower of the Han people.

Anyone who resists will be slaughtered.

Who dares to resist?

How many cities have been pushed over, how many famous generals have been killed. This little Beishan Castle is so ridiculous, so funny.

Hahaha.

"Warriors, release your fighting spirit, open your mouths, show your fangs, and gnaw at this city wall. After entering the city, it will be a world of white flowers. The bodies of Han women are waiting for us. Up!!!!

"

Li Dazui stopped laughing, raised his right hand, pointed the golden riding whip at Beishan Fort, and shouted.

"kill."

The Mongolian soldiers roared in unison, and then they pushed twelve siege vehicles and slowly headed towards the city wall.

After reaching a certain distance, the wooden curtain car stopped first.

"Hatar, bring your suicide squad." Li Dazui lowered his head, looked at the remnants of Jurha and the leader Hatar beside him, and said expressionlessly.

"Yes." Hatar held his head high, then pulled out the steel knife from his waist and shouted: "Warriors, brothers. For the honor we carry on our shoulders, and for our lives, we will risk our lives.

Follow me up. After the city is defeated, we will be glorious Mongolian warriors again."

"Ouch!!!!"

The remnants of Jurha, who were humiliated by the defeat, pulled out the steel knives from their waists and let out howls.

More than 300 people followed Hatar and hid behind four wooden carts. The wooden carts restarted. By this time, the well carts had already arrived at the city gate.

The archers standing on the well cart began to shoot arrows at the defenders in the city.

While shooting arrows, they are also targets.

These archers are all wearing heavy armor and are fully armed.

“Whoosh whoosh!!!”

A Mongolian archer stuck his head out and shot an arrow at the defenders on the city wall. He was very confident in his archery skills, and the moment he shot it, he knew it was safe.

With a "poof" sound, one of the militiamen guarding the city was hit by an arrow in the neck. After showing an expression of disbelief, he was shaken and fell backward to the ground.

"Hehe." The Meng Yuan archer sneered and opened the big bow in his hand again. At this moment, an arrow shot out.

The Meng Yuan archer's neck felt cold, and he immediately lost strength. He looked down at his neck in disbelief. He was fully armed, and only his face and neck were flawless. He could still be shot.

The Mongolian archer raised his head hard and looked ahead. A general wearing heavy armor, holding a large red battle certificate, like a descendant shooting the sun, was bending his bow to kill a Mongolian soldier.

.

It's Wu Nian.

Wu Nian opened his bow from left to right and shot out twenty arrows in the blink of an eye. He killed fifteen Mongolian and Yuan archers and temporarily suppressed the Mongolian and Yuan archers on the well cart with his own strength.

no way.

This is not shooting at a target.

The opponent is a human, he can hide, and he is fully armed. It is impossible to hit him 100 times.

"Shoot an arrow at the general with the red military merit. Shoot him to death." After suffering heavy casualties, the Mongolian archers reacted.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh." All the archers aimed at Wu Nian and shot the arrows in their hands.

“Dong dong dong!!!”

Two large shield soldiers who had been prepared stepped forward and protected Wu Nian like two doors. Although arrows rained down like rain, they could not hurt Wu Nian even half a cent.

"Ding ding ding" only heard a dull sound and the sound of the arrow tail shaking.

"It's made everyone angry." Wu Nian sneered and retreated to a safer position under the protection of two large shield soldiers.

"Keep an eye on the general with the red bow. Once he stands up, shoot him."

"yes."

Officer Meng Yuan loudly reminded the archers under his command, staring closely at Wu Nian's actions.

Everyone saw what happened just now.

This general can shoot his bow left and right.

If an ordinary person can draw a hundred bows with his right hand, then this general can draw two hundred bows with both arms. This is the scary thing about shooting bows from the left and right.

The strong bow is very powerful and very lethal.

Twenty bows were fired, killing at least ten of our heavily armored archers (actually fifteen).

There are also such people among the Meng Yuan people, and they are collectively called.

Archer.

Every such archer is a very valuable asset. It is very suitable for defending or attacking a small stronghold.

One archer can defeat fifty ordinary archers.

Of course, there are such sharp archers among the Han people, but they are rare. Unexpectedly, there is one in Beishan Fort, and he is obviously a general.

Is this Wu Nian?

Or Zhang Jin?

Li Dazui, who was riding on a tall war horse, although he despised Beishan Fort, typically despised the enemy strategically, paid attention to the enemy tactically, and focused entirely on the siege.

"Archer?" Li Dazui's left eyelid twitched slightly. He, a captain of thousands, didn't have anyone under his command who was such a precious person.

Wu Nian? Zhang Jin?

He is indeed a character.

But soon, a stronger fighting spirit emerged in Li Dazui's heart.

Under the crushing force of absolute strength, what's the use of one or two sharp archers?

"Attack them. The battle will be over within an hour." Li Dazui once again raised the riding crop in his right hand and shouted.

"kill!!!!!"

The Mongolian soldiers were like wolves and tigers, roaring violently.

At this time, the ladder truck braved the rain of arrows from the city and stopped steadily in front of the city wall. Mongolian soldiers controlled the mechanism and slowly set up the ladder on the city wall.

At the same time, the wooden curtain car also arrived nearby.

Of course the ladder is for climbing.

The Expendables are for consumption.

They also climb ladders.

Hatar didn't hesitate at all. After holding up his slightly crooked helmet, he shouted: "Warriors, the time has come for a desperate fight."

He moved his right foot, dodged out of the wooden chariot, climbed up the ladder using both hands and feet, and rushed towards the city wall at an extremely fast speed.

"Don't hide, you bastard."

One of the city guarding militiamen saw it immediately. After roaring, he raised a medium-sized stone and threw it forward.

With a "bump", Juerha's remnant, the leader of the death squad, Centurion Hatar, was hit in the head by a stone. With a dull sound, he fell down from the ladder. After landing on the ground,

It could no longer move, only the blood flowed and gathered, and soon it became a small blood pool.

This was a bloody siege.

What kind of centurion, what kind of captain of thousands, what kind of general of ten thousand households.
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