Chapter 543 I can’t handle this
Chapter 543 I can’t handle this
"Report, Colonel, the Rakshasa Man has discovered that we have begun to form a formation!"
Li Yunlong listened to the scout's report, then turned to look at Jiu Mingzhi.
"It seems that the enemy is also a tough opponent, Lao Ming, it seems that we are going to have a tough battle!"
Mingzhi smiled, "It's a joke, can we still be afraid?"
Yes, although there are many new recruits in the Guiyi Brigade army, they are quite hostile to the Rakshasa. With this kind of blessing, the new recruits have little battlefield experience.
Not only that, most of the officers of the Guiyi Brigade were transferred from the rear to directly supplement them. They were all people who had fought in serious battles, and they had a great impact on the organization and coordination capabilities of the army.
In addition, the entire army is wearing armor, and the number is basically the same. As long as they can survive one battle, they will be serious veterans.
So after Li Yunlong heard this, he smiled and waved his hand!
"Keep going!"
About a thousand steps away from the enemy, Li Yunlong gave the order again.
"The whole army is here, march forward in formation!"
Seeing this, the Rakshasa on the other side stepped up their defenses.
Because their position is better than that of the first battalion, it is best to wait where they are. Taking the initiative to attack is courting death.
I saw little Baron Henrietta sitting in the center on a tall horse, and his knights and officers were shuttled back and forth in the military formation.
"You are all the best, the enemies are all trash, destroy them!"
"Destroy them, I promise, and I will give you a meal of meat!"
This is a comfort to the serf army, because they need to ensure the morale of the serfs and prevent the serfs from accidentally collapsing.
After all, the serf army is different from the servant army and the country's standing army. They are slaves of the nobility themselves, and they can hardly leave the nobility's territory for life, so they know relatively little.
That is to say, Northern Xinjiang was captured not long ago, and these serfs were either relocated or captured, so they still knew something.
Therefore, their understanding of Da Qian is their confidence to fight against Da Qian.
Therefore, after receiving the promise of meat, the originally numb serf soldiers cheered and roared for a while.
"Ooooooooooo!!"
Soon, the armies of both sides were only three hundred steps away from each other, and the distance was getting closer and closer.
"Archers step forward!"
The archers of the first battalion were the first to line up in front. The shooting distance of the iron bow was actually quite far. If it was thrown three hundred steps, it would be enough to kill unarmored or lightly armored personnel.
However, they must not throw arrows at a distance of [-] steps like this. It is suspected of wasting the arrows too much, and it is also suspected of having too little lethality and killing area.
Of course, the most important thing is that most archers use ordinary strong bows. There are not too many archers equipped with iron-tired bows, so the closer the distance, the better the effect of the bow and arrow.
"250 steps!"
"Zhang Gong!"
"Two hundred steps!"
"Nock the arrow!"
"170 steps!"
"Prepare!"
"160 steps!"
"Fire arrows!"
There were more than 200 and nearly 300 archers in the first battalion. As the sound of arrows was released, hundreds of arrows were fired at the Rakshasa barbarians.
"Shhhhhhh!"
For a moment, the arrow shot through the air and turned into the god of death.
"what!"
The first wave of arrows was a test fire, but many of the serf soldiers blocked by the Rakshasa barbarians were hit by arrows and fell down.
"what!"
"Help!"
Suddenly, many people screamed.
"Fire back with arrows!"
Seeing this, Rakshasa Man also shouted loudly and ordered the archers to fight back.
Although most of the serf soldiers were only equipped with spears, and some even had dung forks or hoes, as private soldiers of the nobles, there were also quite a few archers.
At least three knights and one baron can still make up seventy or eighty people.
So following the order, the Rakshasa archers also began to fight back.
"Shhhhhhh!"
The Rakshasa Man's counterattack was effective, but in the face of the armor-clad soldiers of the Guiyi Brigade, the lethality was too low.
"Sword and Shield Hand, step forward!"
"Archers, kill their archers!"
The God Archer is an archer equipped with an iron bow in the Guiyi Brigade. He has amazing arm strength and sharp eyes. He is the best warrior who can use the iron bow.
"Fire arrows!"
The arrows of the Guiyi Brigade archers also kept moving forward and shooting, and because of the first wave, they had probably mastered the shooting accuracy, so the next arrows were fast and fierce.
"what!"
For a moment, the Rakshasa barbarians screamed everywhere!
The archers of the Guiyi Brigade fired an arrow almost every two steps they took. The arrows were so numerous and dense that the enemy could not guard against them.
In addition, the Rakshasa Man came in a hurry this time and carried very few shields, let alone making them on the spot.
For a time, Rakshasa Man suffered heavy losses.
"Fire back with arrows, archers, archers, fire arrows!"
In response to this, the young Baron Henrietta was anxious and kept roaring, ordering the archers to fight back.
To be honest, except for the first time the archers on our side fired back decently, they got worse and worse in the following time, and the number of arrows fired back became less and less.
"Master, the archers are dead!!"
This is how the retainer cried when faced with the baron's roar.
"It's so tragic, so tragic. It's like the Dagan people's bows and arrows have eyes. They shoot specifically at our archers. They're all dead!"
what?
Are the archers dead?
Is this just a battle?
Moreover, the archers are also wearing armor, so even if they are damaged in battle, they will not be completely dead!
However, the retainer's cries clearly told him that this was true.
And the morale of the lost archer army will inevitably collapse in the face of the enemy's constant arrows.
In addition, the ability of serfs to bear injuries is not high. It would be okay if there were archers and private soldiers, but now, the serf soldiers are about to collapse.
Sure enough, facing the continuous rain of arrows, the serfs were the first to collapse.
"Escape!"
For a moment, the serf soldiers dropped their weapons one by one and fled in all directions. When the young Baron Henrietta saw this, he made a decisive decision.
"Quick, transfer!"
As for the first battalion, Li Yunlong is commanding in an orderly manner.
"The archers stop advancing, the swordsmen, shield bearers and spearmen come up... go up... go up..."
Seeing the Rakshasa Man collapse and disintegrate in an instant, Li Yunlong was unable to issue complete orders for a moment.
I haven't finished this set of procedures yet? You will be defeated
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