Eagle Valley.

The reorganized palace soldiers finally began to move. After firing two crossbow arrows to test the distance, the shieldmen came out of the woods first, followed by the crossbowmen.

They were armed with crossbows loaded with good arrows and slowly approached the wooden fort under the protection of shield bearers.

Behind the wooden fort, Moss and Wu Dadao dragged two straw bags from their horses' backs and cut them open with their swords. With a "crash", the arrows filled in them scattered out.

The guards of the aristocratic family were accompanying their masters to relax, not to fight anyone, so they basically only brought one or two boxes of arrows.

The previous exchange of fire had already consumed quite a few of their weapons, and each person only had one or two left.

Seeing that there were suddenly two or three thousand more sharp arrows, they couldn't help but cheer.

Wei Wuyin was also slightly stunned. You guys brought so many bows and arrows when you went out to check out the projects?

Wu Dadao chopped the dirt with his sword and said fiercely, "Don't rush to grab the guns! Everyone, weigh the guns among yourselves. Those who have enough guns can come and take ten each! Those who are not good at shooting should leave as soon as possible!"

The guards recognized him as one of Chen Wujiu's two personal bodyguards. It was obvious that his sword was very powerful, so no one dared to show off.

More than forty skilled archers came over to get arrows. Moss led more than twenty people to guard the two wings of the wooden fort, and the rest scattered along the wooden fort.

Chen Wujiu took a birch bow and was very excited. He hadn't been to the battlefield for more than ten years, and the feeling of blood boiling was still fresh in his memory.

He took a deep breath and shouted, "Bowmen! Don't let those crossbowmen get close! Listen to my command! String!"

Everyone drew their bows and put arrows on the strings.

"see!"

The guards from each family raised their bows at the same time, aiming at the soldiers on the opposite side, with the bowstrings pulled into a full moon.

Chen Wujiu stared closely at the movement of the palace soldiers and suddenly shouted, "Destroy!"

More than twenty feather arrows whizzed out, and the provincial soldiers stopped and protected their bodies with shields.

When two armies shoot at each other, accuracy is secondary. The main thing is to rely on the density of arrows to cover the enemy and cause casualties.

These twenty-odd feather arrows seemed inconspicuous in the huge battlefield.

But the difference is that these guards are all good archers.

The difference between them and the government soldiers is like the difference between an elite shooter and a policeman.

Except for a few that were blocked by shields, half of the more than 20 feather arrows hit the target accurately.

Chen Wujiu's arrow directly sent the crossbow commander into the underworld.

The crossbowmen who lost their command were confused for a moment, and then hurriedly released their crossbow arrows.

Crossbow arrows whizzed in, sending wood chips flying through the wooden fortifications, but failed to hit any valuable targets.

Without any orders from the commander, the crossbowmen put down the crossbow triggers, stepped on the crossbow arms and hurriedly pulled the strings.

Chen Wujiu just forgot a little bit. The loading time of a crossbow is longer than that of a bow and arrow.

Even if a well-trained crossbowman fires two crossbows on the battlefield, it is enough time for the opponent to shoot three arrows.

The crossbowmen had just loaded half of their weapons when the second round of arrows flew out from behind the wooden fort.

The commander of the imperial guards shouted orders, ordering the shieldmen at the back to move forward quickly to protect the unprotected crossbowmen. This was a wrong decision, and the soldiers soon paid the price for it.

The wooden fortress arranged by Moss was in the shape of a crescent, with both wings extended forward. As soon as the crossbowmen of the provincial soldiers stepped into the open space, they were surrounded by enemies on three sides.

He hadn't taken any action just now because he was waiting for this opportunity.

The shieldman at the rear moved forward, exposing the crossbowman's side.

More than ten bows were extended from both wings of the wooden fort at the same time, shooting down nearly twenty crossbowmen with almost 100% accuracy.

The crossbowmen abandoned their half-loaded crossbows and fled desperately into the woods, where they were immediately attacked by a third round of arrows, this time with even higher casualties.

More than one hundred crossbowmen left nearly twenty bodies in three rounds of shooting, half of whom were injured.

Xie Wanshi touched the folding fan at his waist, his palms full of sweat.

This time he came to kill Chen Wujiu and Wei Wuyin.

No one expected that these two people were so cunning. Not only were they so well prepared, but they also brought all the descendants of the aristocratic families in Jingzhou City into the picture.

It was as if they were waiting for him to make a move.

No, impossible!

No one in this world can predict things to this extent!

Xie Wanshi refused to believe it, so he reorganized the government troops and launched another offensive.

They replaced the two rows of shieldmen with melee soldiers and formed a dense formation, approaching the wooden fort.

In order to maintain a tight formation, the soldiers walked extremely slowly, which made it take them longer to cross the open space.

Without the threat of the crossbowmen, the guards, incentivized by money, simply exposed half of their bodies from the wooden fortifications, drew their bows and arrows, and shot at the gaps in the shields.

From time to time, soldiers were shot by arrows and fell down, hindering the movement of the formation and causing the provincial troops to move even slower.

However, this battle formation of nearly 300 people still withstood the rain of arrows, crossed a distance of 50 steps, and got closer and closer to the wooden fort.

Chen Wujiu threw down his bow, grabbed his spear, and leaped onto his horse, shouting, "Men! Crush these cowards! Charge!"

The guards cheered loudly, and more than fifty men picked up their swords and mounted their horses, following Chen Wujiu to break out of the gap in the wooden fort.

At a distance of fifty steps, the mount rushed to the front. The spearmen of the palace soldiers hurriedly raised their spears from behind their shields to resist the rider's charge.

Chen Wujiu took the lead, raised his spear and smashed a shield into pieces. The soldier who served as the shield bearer fell heavily backward, blood spurting from his mouth.

More than fifty riders came galloping from behind, following the leader Chen Wujiu, and smashed a corner of the tight formation of the provincial soldiers.

The soldiers and guards fought with wild shouts, blood splattered everywhere, the guards' mounts were stabbed down one by one by spears, and the soldiers of the palace were also killed one after another by sharp spears and long swords.

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