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Chapter Thirty-Nine The Enemy

"Bow and arrow, let it go!"

When the Burgundian soldiers marched about two hundred meters below Basel, Mengzhe ordered all archers to shoot arrows and injure the enemy.

There were not many bows and arrows left on the Basel walls - almost no Swiss militia carried bows and arrows. Occasionally, a few militiamen who were hunters, their inferior bows and arrows could not shoot far even if they stood on the city wall and took advantage of their height, and their power was only average. However, the thousand-held armor infantry in the Western Qin Dynasty did not carry crossbows with them due to the weight. After all, even if they carried them, the heavy armor they wore decided that they could only use crossbows to conduct a one-time long-range attack, and they could not do the shooting movement that required the bent arms to stretch.

However, since the role of bows and arrows can play is definitely greater when defending on the city wall than those Western Qin soldiers who ambushed under the city to prepare for surprise attacks, Bai Zhou and Mengshan decided to let the Swiss militia take a bow. Originally, according to the bow making process of the Western Qin people and with the advantage of the terrain, the effective distance of injury to the enemy was 300 meters, but the Swiss militia is not yet able to reach the point of skillful use. Two hundred meters is the result of their recent training.

With the command of Mengzhi, thousands of arrow branches blew into the Burgundy formation from Basel like a gust of wind. However, because they were not skilled enough, and the Swiss militia were inevitably a little timid in their hearts facing the Burgundy soldiers sweeping under the city. Even if there were drums cheering on the city, the new gen was finally the new gen. The arrow branches shot were mostly slanted and crooked, floating in the wind. If it were not for the large number, Baizhou even doubted whether the opponent could know that the arrows were floating rather than the branches.

The thousand Burgundy soldiers obviously had great experience in siege. They held their shields above their heads early and lowered their bodies as much as possible to reduce the body area exposed to the shields. Although their shields are mostly made of pure wood, some are even just a wooden board with low defense, but they are better than thick enough that the arrows can often shoot into the shields, but they cannot penetrate them and cannot give enough damage. The only pitiful thing is the soldiers who are moving forward with the ladder. They only have some leather armor on their bodies. Under the penetration of the arrows, they suddenly fall down a large area like paper. However, every time a soldier falls, one will be added from the side to ensure that the ladder can still move normally.

"Hurry up, go and cover them!" Alan was shocked by the opponent's many arrow branches. In his impression, he had never encountered such a dense arrow branches. Fortunately, the thousand soldiers he chose this time were all under Claude's men, and they were all equipped with their own shields. Otherwise, they would probably have to retreat in the first round of arrows alone.

After hearing Alan's order, some soldiers next to the ladder immediately moved closer to each other, raised their shields high above their heads, and covered their companions holding the ladder. Although this made them unable to fully protect themselves, they could give their companions some protection.

"Arrower, suppress me!" Bakai, who was facing the rear, immediately decided to let five hundred archers prepare to shoot. Although at this distance, it was probably impossible to cause any harm to the enemy soldiers on the city wall, he could not watch them shoot so unscrupulously. Moreover, Bakai also discovered that his opponents were just archers, but his level was not very good. However, he personally selected the five hundred archers under him, and his strength was absolutely guaranteed.

Meng Zhi and Bai Zhou were at the top of the city. Seeing the rain of arrows just now, the opponent was paused at most, and did not cause any substantial damage. They all frowned. On the one hand, they were surprised that the Burgundians had evidence of advancement and retreat, and organized covers at the first time, and could organize counterattacks immediately. Although most of these counterattack arrows did not cause any damage to them, they were only shot on the wall, it also made the Swiss militia who had experienced the battle formation with the first time, and they were obviously slow to shrink when they shot arrows. On the other hand, they were surprised that the level of these Swiss militias was really poor. You must know that this first round of arrows was often the round that could hurt the enemy the most. In order to ensure the number of injuries to the enemy for the first time, Meng Zhi specially let the Burgundians enter a distance of 200 meters. As a result, these Swiss soldiers obviously did not perform as they were during their usual training.

Meng Zhi curled his lips. Although he had no illusions about the strength of these Swiss militias, he did not expect that it would be so bad. Of course, this was a comparison with the Western Qin soldiers under his command. In fact, he knew in his heart that the first time he went to the battlefield, he was still facing a strong opponent, and he was not bad at exerting this strength. However, this was not what Meng Zhi wanted. Then he picked up the bow and arrow he carried with him, pulled the bowstring, and aimed at a Burgundy soldier with obvious armor under the city. With a "swoosh", the soldier fell to the ground and completed the whole set of movements in one go.

Three arrows were fired in a row, and three arrows shot down three Burgundians, one of them shot through the shield, hitting the bad guy's forehead.

"Okay!" Not only Bai Zhou was applauding, but other Western Qin children also shouted for Mengzhi. If it weren't for the heavy armor on their bodies, they would have wanted to teach the Burgundians at the city a lesson, and they also wanted to tell these militiamen what archery is, and that it would be a waste to let you take our crossbows. And these Swiss militiamen could still shoot calmly when they saw that the general was facing the "strike" of arrows. For a moment, they also found the rhythm again. Although they were still fighting each other, in the eyes of the Western Qin people, there was still no structure at all, but it has to be said that the arrows they shot were obviously much more stable in the air.

"Damn it, who can shoot that guy down for me?" Bakai shouted. He had already discovered that the general on the other side's city had shot and killed the three captains. You know, there were less than ten captain-level officers in total for the thousand people. Now he had already shot three of them, which would have been more uncomfortable than losing thirty soldiers. If he hadn't known that his archery skills were not good, he would have been ready to go into battle himself. After all, the death of these three captains not only meant that his morale was greatly affected, but also that other archers on the other city seemed to have found their feel for a while. The gap between positive and negative would have been obvious.

"Be careful, Bakai!" Alan also found that his opponent seemed to have a sharpshooter, who was aiming at the officers to shoot, and immediately hid behind his guards. This was not that he was timid, but that he was unwilling to be shot to death in such an unknown way. After hearing Bakai's scream, he also found that the alien general focused on Bakai and quickly reminded him that he did not want to lose his companion just like this.

However, it was still one step late. In an instant, the entire battlefield seemed to be quiet. First, the harsh sound of the arrow piercing the armor, and the sparks dissipated in an instant, followed by the metal friction sound of the arrow piercing the other side of the armor. Bakai's heart ended its beating in less than a second.

"No! Bakai!" Alan's voice broke the moment of stillness, but it seemed that he could not call Bakai who had returned to God's arms. He saw that there was an incredible expression left on Bakai's face, as if he didn't believe that his armor was so vulnerable, nor did he believe that his opponent could shoot through his heart so accurately. However, all this disbelief also dissipated in the sky as he fell heavily to the ground.

"General Meng's magic arrow! General Meng's magic arrow!" The soldiers of Western Qin on the city wall couldn't help but shout loudly when they saw Meng Zhi shooting down a Burgundy man again. Moreover, they also saw this time that this Burgundy man seemed to be a general with a considerable official position.

And they didn't know that this cheer, although Alan couldn't understand, but still understood what they were cheering. At this moment, Alan also stood out from behind the guards, and the great sword in his hand kept trembling, not because of fear, but because of anger: "All Burgundians, God is with us, rush for me with all my strength! Throw away the damn shield, rush for me!"

Originally, the Burgundian soldiers had a shield on their heads, although they were not fast, but were still moving forward slowly, and most importantly, they could reduce a lot of casualties. But now, even though they knew that throwing away the shield would mean death, Alan's next sentence made most of them throw away the shield without hesitation, waved their weapons, and rushed towards Bethel - who was the first to rush to the top of Basel, I enthrone you as barons!

Of course, Alan is only a baron now, and he is not qualified to enthrone the title of Baron at all, but it is undeniable that in this situation, this sentence can inspire the fighting spirit of ordinary soldiers, because ordinary soldiers are from poor families, but they don’t know that Alan does not have the qualification to enthrone. They only know that a noble master said this. You must know that in normal times, even if they conquered a city, they would not have such a generous reward, at most some coins, but the identity of a nobleman could not buy any coins. A baron was a nobleman and he would never have to go back and suffer. Therefore, all the Burgundian soldiers rushed over like crazy.

"It seems that you killed an amazing person." Bai Zhou said to Meng Zhi, but there was a bit of teasing in his tone. He naturally saw the other party's every move on the city, which could make the remaining soldiers "crazy". Or the general was a guy loved by soldiers during his lifetime, or another general made a heavy reward to them for revenge. Under the heavy reward, there must be reckless men.

"This is interesting. There are only one thousand people. They are their temptations, and they have to be so harsh." Meng Zhi shrugged, meaning that if they want to die, they will let them come.

The moment the Burgundians at the city threw away their shields, dozens of soldiers were shot through their bodies by arrows, but more soldiers seemed to ignore the pain and danger. They only remembered to carry the ladder toward Bessel. The distance of just over 100 meters was not enough for the Swiss militia to shoot a few more times. After the Burgundians dropped more than a hundred corpses, they finally put the ladder to the top of Basel.

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Chapter completed!
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