Chapter 127 of the Warring States Period: Yan's army attacked the city of Mochen. He knew that the opponent's armor must be forged with the best bronze, and the monkey's arrow feathers were just made of ordinary bronze, so it was normal to break it. In his previous era, even ordinary bulletproof vests could do this, so it would be nothing to think about it like this. However, if he failed to kill the opponent, Mochen still felt a pity. If he could shoot the chief general of the Yan army in front of the formation, the morale of the Yan army would definitely be severely hit, and the morale of the Yan army would be disbanded. Maybe he would not have to fight at that time, and the Yan army would retreat by itself. It's a pity.

The monkey looked unbelievable. He suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, and rubbed his eyes desperately, and found that the arrow feather was indeed broken and did not hurt the other party at all.

Lejian looked at the two-piece arrow feathers on the ground, and a chill emanated from him. Unexpectedly, he was hit by the arrow feathers when he stood outside the range of a conventional archer, and the force was not small, otherwise the arrow feathers would not have been broken into two pieces. If he did not wear out the most elite armor of Yan State, then this arrow would be seriously injured even if he did not die. This is secondarily, it would have a certain blow to the morale of the army.

Not only Lejian, but even the generals and soldiers around him were shocked. These veterans who had experienced many battles were the most familiar with the range of bows and arrows, but today's scene changed their usual views. If any arrow was shot at them just now, it would be miserable. They were not as hard as the general!

Le Jian looked at the head of Xiadu City coldly, with murderous intent on his face, slowly pulled out his sword, pointed to the void ahead, pressed the long sword gently, and said: "Attack."

A hundred meters away from the capital, the dense sound of war drums soared into the sky. The sound was huge and exciting. Nearly ten thousand Yan soldiers yelled one after another. The Yan army shouted and shouted in a drumbeat and began to charge without any tentative attack. The archers and shield soldiers were at the front. The archers rushed into the range of the archers on the city under the cover of the shield.

The young and strong people who had been waiting for the battle on the top of the city had already pointed their cold arrow feathers at the Yan army outside the city. Mochen had heard Huang Chengzhong say about the misfortune of these young and strong men fighting against the Yan army for the first time, so he asked two people to form a team, one shot the arrow feathers in his hand and then the other. However, Mochen did not intend to let these young and strong men shoot arrows freely. This effect was not good, but he commanded it himself.

Mo Chen saw the Yan army soldiers entering the range of the archer's shooting range, pressed his hand and shouted: "Shoot the arrow."

Nearly a thousand archers suddenly released at the same time and released arrow feathers like poisonous scorpions. The arrow feathers were densely packed through the air. As soon as the arrow feathers in Qingqiang's hand were shot out, the soldier squatted down and hid under the wall, took down the arrow feathers again and put them on the bow string. Because of a slight buffering time, the young man successfully set up the bow and arrow. Before the arrow feathers fell into the formation of the Yan army, another archer who had been waiting for the battle immediately stood up, bent his bow and arrow, aimed at the Yan army soldiers, waiting for Mochen's order.

"put"

"put"

Mochen kept shouting orders to shoot arrows, and waves of arrow feathers flew continuously to the Yan army's charge camp.

The Yan army was holding the archers on the first wave of attacking Wu Da. This man had been fighting in the south and north for a long time and was also a very brave man. When he saw the dense rain of arrows, he still rushed forward with his soldiers. The rain of arrows covered the sky and sun, covering the hot sun, making the soldiers under the rain of arrows feel cool. However, the soldiers did not like such coolness, because the coldness had already cooled down in their hearts. However, without the command of the superior, they could only run wildly under this deadly dark cloud, hoping that they would not be shot by the arrow feathers. Wu Da yelled until the rain of arrows was about to fall, "Super the shield."

As soon as the shield was standing up, countless arrow feathers fell from the air and hit the shield player's shield. Although the shield player tried his best to protect the archers, he could not defend against the dense arrow feathers during the running.

Countless arrow feathers avoided the shield and shot into the Yan army. One by one, the unlucky guys were shot by the arrow feathers. Suddenly, screams and wails filled the Yan army camp.

A Yan Jun was running wildly with his head down, praying in his heart that the arrow feathers would not shoot at him, but before he finished praying, he felt a piercing pain. When he looked down, he saw that several arrows had already been inserted into his stomach, and blood was gushing out of the wound like a fountain. His face turned pale and he was knocked to the ground by his teammate behind him, screaming: "Ahhhh..." But after just a few sounds, he was stepped on his mouth by a big foot. At the last moment of his life, he only felt countless feet step on him.

Such a scene is not the only one, but it happens here constantly. Some soldiers who were caught in the arrow were only slightly injured and did not die under the arrow, but died under the big feet of their companions. They were trampled to death, leaving hundreds of corpses to the end at a distance of just a few dozen meters.

Wu Da ran in the front, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other. Suddenly, he stopped suddenly and held the sword high.

The group of soldiers who were mercilessly stepping on their companions suddenly stopped their pace neatly and quickly bent their bows and arrows.

"put."

The archer howled a long time, almost at the same time, and dense arrow feathers rose through the air, heading straight to the city with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

This time, without Mochen's instructions, I saw the dense rain of arrows above my head, like dark clouds. Other young and strong men who did not shoot arrows raised the wooden boards independently to help the archers block the flying arrow feathers.

"Swish swish swish swish..." The dense rain of arrows finally fell from the sky. Many green and strong wooden boards were not thick. The arrow feathers directly pierced through the wooden boards and pierced into the green and strong body. Some of them were unable to hold up the wooden boards at the beginning, or had no cover, but were directly penetrated into a cool heart. The green and strong boards on the top of the city fell down one by one.

Mochen asked the archer to perform, but he still kept hiding under the wall after shooting an arrow, and the second one came out to shoot the arrow feathers in his hand.

An archer was very unlucky. As soon as his companion shot, he hid under the wall. He was about to shoot the Yan army. However, there were too many arrow feathers intertwined in the sky. As soon as he appeared, he was shot into his eyes by an arrow feather. Even the arrow feathers in his hand forgot to shoot out. He covered his eyes that were shot by the arrow feathers with both hands. An arrow feather was inserted on it. The tail was still trembling, and bright red blood kept flowing down from his fingers.

The young and strong man immediately screamed like a pig: "Ahhhhh..., my eyes, help! Save me..."

The young and strong man ran around in pain, and the young and strong man shouted: "Ergou, dangerous, come back soon."

The young man who was shot in the arrow suddenly felt happy when he heard the familiar voice and shouted: "Xiao Liuzi, is it you? Save me, I feel so painful!"

Xiao Liuzi was very anxious. When he was about to pull him, another arrow feather pierced directly through the forehead named Ergou. His mouth was still open, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

"Ergou~"

Xiao Liuzi shouted, but Ergou could no longer hear it. Xiao Liuzi's eyes were red, and he stood up, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Made, damn Yan Jun, I want to kill you, come! Come!" He stopped dodging, and was not idle in his hands, so he stood there, bent his bow and arrows, and arrow feathers kept flying out of his hands.

The arrow feathers of both sides were constantly intertwined in the air. Some arrow feathers collided in mid-air before they even fell into the opponent's formation, but more of them were like lightning, drilling into the opponent's formation.

Seeing Zhao Jun on the top of the city was suppressed, Wu Da's mouth showed a murderous smile, pointed a long knife at the top of the city, and shouted: "Attack~"

"Kill~"

Thousands of people roared at the same time, and their voices were shaking the sky and earth. Except for the archers and the thousand elite guards of the Lejian Central Army, the rest of the soldiers, including shield and armor, rushed to the capital.

Teams of dead soldiers carrying simple cloud ladders rushed out of the crowd, rushed to the front under the cover of archers, and put the simple cloud ladders on the wall of Xiadu Chong. Then they bit their knives with their mouths, quickly climbed down the ladders along the cloud ladders. At this time, the archers of the Yan army no longer had the previous continuous archery, and the arrow feathers began to become sparse. One reason was that the soldiers on their side had already started climbing the wall. In order to avoid accidental injuries, they had to stop and retreat. Another reason was that there were not many arrow feathers in the archer's archery bag.

Xiao Liuzi was shooting arrows desperately, and did not dodge. Countless arrow feathers fell from the sky around him, but none of them shot at him.

When he found that the feathers of Yan army archers began to be sparse, he was a little confused. He poked his head out and glanced out of the city. He was shocked. He saw a wooden ladder lying less than 20 centimeters down from Chengdu. If he hadn't poked his head out, he would not have discovered the existence of this wooden ladder. The wooden ladder was still shaking. Looking down, he saw Yan soldiers climbing up quickly along the wooden ladder.

Xiao Liuzi hurriedly shouted: "Yan Army, Yan Army climbed up along the wooden ladder."

Yan Jun, who was gripping with his knife, was climbing up desperately. He suddenly cried out that a head appeared on the top of the city. He crawled up faster with his hands and feet. However, he found that the head had just poked out and retracted. In a short while, he saw that the head was still outside the city. He actually appeared on the wall holding a stone as big as a bucket, and he smashed it down with a stone as big as a bucket.

The Yan army dead soldier watched the big rock as the bucket grew bigger and bigger in his eyes, and he couldn't even dodge. Finally, the Yan army dead soldier's heads and the rocks were intimately in contact. The Yan army dead soldier screamed and fell down from the ladder.

At the same time, when others heard Xiao Liuzi's shouting, they poked their heads out of the city wall one by one to see if there were any Yan soldiers climbing up. It would be fine if they didn't look at it. They were shocked when they saw that the Yan army had already set up hundreds of simple cloud ladders on the city wall. The dense Yan soldiers had climbed along the cloud ladder to the center of the city wall. If they found out that it was a little later, the Yan army would climb to the top of the city.

"The Yan army has climbed up and smashed them to death~"

Countless shouts sounded on the head of the city, and the young and strong people rushed down with their beating stones. One by one, the dead soldiers of Yan army let out screams and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!