Black Iron Crown

Looking back, the senior cavalry archers are full of energy, and even a few war horses sensed their master's emotions and raised their front hooves. This group of black-haired and black-eyed soldiers stood on the back He pointed loudly at the disheveled knights and laughed.

It's even more unpleasant to hear it in the other party's ears, so they can only act as if they didn't hear it and then go to their own army. It is conceivable that such shame will accompany them for their entire lives.

Earl Zhebo looked angrily at the group of knights who returned from defeat. He was very dissatisfied with them for attacking without authorization. It would be fine if they won, but after they attacked, they were defeated by a group of light cavalry who were inferior to them in number and equipment. Yes, although the loss is not large, the impact on the army is not small.

The soldiers who had already been motivated had already felt ashamed seeing the knights of their own camp being teased like this.

Looking at the enemies who are waiting in full battle now, they are a little bit cowering.

However, Earl Zhebo did not punish these knights. Their pursuit of glory is normal, not to mention that the battle is about to begin, and he still needs their strength.

"Go ahead!" Earl Zhebo's expression was slightly unnatural, and the speed of the army in front was not as fast as before.

Reiner stood on the small platform and looked at the slowly advancing enemies in front of him, silently estimating the distance between them and himself.

"Three hundred meters... two hundred and fifty meters..."

"200 meters..." Leiner counted silently, and when the enemy was about 200 meters away from him, he gave an order: "Crossbowmen get ready! Target Earl Zhebo's formation! Launch!!"

The crossbowmen were not far from him. Hearing his order, the commander of the crossbowmen immediately fired the first bolt, and the other crossbowmen also buckled the hanging knives on the crossbow one after another. The string trembled and made a straight sound, and the huge tension pushed the crossbow bolt to fly out with huge kinetic energy.

The sound of the crossbow whistling in the air suddenly sounded. Although it was far from being able to cover up the sky, the sound was extremely loud. From the almost straight shooting trajectory of the crossbow, one could see the power it contained.

The crossbow fell into the enemy army, and there was a scream and wailing immediately. The powerful crossbow directly pierced through their armor, not to mention the leather armor, even the soldiers wearing chain armor were not spared. Its power can be exerted to the extreme at a distance of less than 200 meters.

The enemy who was shot either fell to the ground and died in pain, or hugged his injured part and wailed heart-piercingly.

Looking at the comrades who fell on the ground, the soldiers were a little scared. In the past, they didn't need to be afraid when facing arrows. The armor on their bodies would help them resist the arrows.

But now, the armor on his body seemed to have lost its effect, and it was easily pierced through like a piece of fragile white paper in front of the powerful crossbow.

No one wants to be the next one to be hit by the arrow, so they shrink back and dare not approach.

The result of this shot from the crossbow arrows far surpassed the record of the cavalry archers before. In just one round of shooting, nearly 30 enemy soldiers fell to the ground and did not know their lives.

This is all due to the fact that they stand too densely. In the later generations with the development of hot weapons, standing so densely is undoubtedly looking for death. No one can survive a shell.

But in this era of cold weapons, skirmish lines are useless. They have to stand very densely to have enough impact on the enemy without being crushed by the enemy's impact.

In this way, the Winter Crossbowmen were given the best chance to perform. If some of them were not holding shields in their hands, the record of the Crossbowmen would be even more impressive.

After a round of shooting, the crossbowmen began to reload immediately. They sat on the ground and opened the crossbow strings fiercely with their feet.

Use both hands and feet to hang the crossbow string on the device above the hanging knife.

There is no other reason why their crossbows are so powerful, it is just because of the amazing pulling force, so it is impossible to pull the crossbow strings with only hands, you must use your hands and feet together to do it.

After a lot of effort, the crossbow was finally loaded, and the Wenter crossbowmen immediately stood up from the ground and held the crossbow in their hands, and their eyes were fixed on the one that was called in the Celestial Dynasty. The top of Wangshan's aiming device.

"The second round of crossbow bolts! Launch!" Leiner gave another order, and the sound of the crossbow string tightening came again, and another fifty powerful crossbow bolts fell into the enemy army in a straight trajectory in the air. In the array.

The trembling enemy army screamed again, and the most terrifying thing happened. They really didn't want to die on the way forward. They didn't even touch a single hair of the enemy, but they died miserably in the On the road, no one wants to die meaninglessly like this.

For a moment, the soldiers in the front row were about to collapse. Fortunately, Earl Zhebo sent knights there to suppress them, so the soldiers re-clutched their weapons and walked towards the enemy in front.

"Hurry up! Speed ​​up! Don't let us be consumed by the damn Baron Rainer!"

Earl Zhebo's heart was bleeding. After two rounds of shooting, they had already lost more than 60 people. Reiner's shooting direction was very chicken thief. The army of other lords was unharmed, but his soldiers were directly lost. Sixty people.

How can this make him not feel distressed? These are the soldiers he has worked so hard to train and arm. He has spent a lot of wealth and food on them. Now they have not encountered the enemy and they fell down directly. people.

"One hundred and fifty meters...one hundred meters..." Reiner continued to calculate the distance of the enemy in his heart, and he completely focused on the enemy in front of him.

"Crossbowmen ready to shoot! Archers open their bows!"

In addition to fifty crossbowmen, Leiner also has fifty archers. Twenty of these archers are equipped with exquisite recurve bows that Leiner exchanged from the system for their power and range. The remaining 30 people are all archers recruited from among the hunters, and most of them use some hunting bows that are not very powerful.

The enemy soldiers had already begun to trot, but the formation was still very tight. They speeded up their march, not wanting to give Leiner's long-range troops another chance to shoot.

However, this just allowed the shooters to take advantage of the loopholes. While trotting, the shields in their hands began to shake, revealing a lot of flaws. This salvo is estimated to result in much stronger results than before.

"Everyone! The target Earl Zhebo is here! Launch!!!" Leiner drew out the long sword at his waist and shouted loudly. He silently estimated that under the distance between the two sides, the archers and crossbowmen could only Shoot again.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The deadly sound of piercing the air sounded again, and hundreds of arrows and crossbows flew out like this, falling into the enemy army like harvested wheat, falling down a large area again, and many vacancies appeared.