Chapter 507: Attacking the Stockade and First Confrontation

Woo………………

With the end of the horn sound, the 8,000 Does Does Da Xia troops who were ready to go had all walked out of the camp area.

8,000 people walking together, the pace was naturally not so neat.

But they were all wearing thousand-forged armor, and the weight of the armor plus the full set of weapons was at least over 30,000 jin.

Let alone people, even the movement of an ordinary 30,000-jin object is extremely shocking. Thanks to the Ice Abyss environment, otherwise, this high slope where the Zhongyang camp is located would have been hard-stepped and collapsed by the 8,000 fully armed Xia troops.

Clang clang clang…………

Whether the pace is neat or not is secondary. The 8,000 Xia troops, even if they were just walking normally, the sound of armor colliding on their bodies was enough to shake people's hearts, not to mention that everyone was holding long bows in their hands at this moment, in a state of full string, closing in step by step.

Zhongyang was not built into a city, so naturally, there is no such thing as a city gate, but saying it is just a village is not appropriate. The most vivid way to say it should be a giant camp built on a hillside more than 100 meters high.

The south, west, and north sides of the camp are fences made of iron poles. Those fences all extend to the mountain wall area, about 20 meters high, and each iron pole carries countless sharp spikes, which are clearly used to prevent people from charging.

The entire camp only left a large gate on the east side. The gate was cast from pure iron, 8 meters high and 5 meters wide. There were densely packed silver forging patterns on it. A rough calculation shows that there were no less than 10,000.

"Gulp…………"

Directly above the stockade gate, an armored soldier looked at the Does Does Da Xia army formation approaching constantly on the east side. It was probably the first time he had seen such a big scene. His heart was shocked, and he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, which immediately attracted the eyes of many soldiers around.

"Waiting for work at ease, just defending the city, what are you panicking about? See how many lives the Xia army can throw here. Front army raises shields, middle and rear armies set up bows, prepare!"

Yang Qin, who was in mid-air, frowned violently, first glared at the soldier, then shouted sharply at everyone facing the crowd.

Clang…………

At his order, the 2,000 front army soldiers spread out in the area closest to the stockade gate clanged and raised the iron shields in their hands. The 3,000 middle army and 1,000 rear army, like the Xia army, all pulled the strong bows in their hands to the full, aiming at the sky.

For people with cultivation below the Xianyang level, if you want to maintain the power of bow shooting, the distance basically cannot exceed 200 meters, but that is when hunting in the wilderness normally.

When two armies are facing each other, it is a completely different situation. Thousands of sharp arrows fly out at the same time. Accuracy has completely lost its meaning. Shooting the arrows smoothly and hitting the area where the opponent's army formation is located is the first priority.

The Zhongyang stockade gate is only five meters wide, and the thickness is not more than three meters. Naturally, it is impossible to accommodate 2,000 front army soldiers above. More than 80% of the front army soldiers are distributed behind the iron pole fences on both sides of the stockade gate.

Not to mention the middle and rear armies, they are at least 100 meters away from the stockade gate.

"Stop!"

Just as the army was about to enter the 200-meter range of the stockade gate, Mu Longhe, who was in mid-air, suddenly waved his hand to stop them, then gathered his Qi and blood in his throat, and spoke in a deep voice toward the stockade gate on the west side: "Yang Qin, I will recognize you as a nephew! Abandon the gate and surrender! You group of mobs want to block my Does Does Da Xia's military edge? Wishful thinking."

"If Xia Chuan came to call for battle today, I, Yang, could respect him three points. Mu Longhe, you dog of a lost family, a traitor who betrayed his master, are you worthy of putting the title of uncle on me?"

Yang Qin's face was full of cold smiles. Two hundred meters away, he was not afraid that Mu Longhe couldn't see the expression on his face. His eyes were full of sarcasm, and he continued: "Old thing who bullies others, if you have the seed, you..."

"Shoot arrows!"

"Can't hold your breath so soon, hmph... Shoot arrows!"

Yang Qin didn't expect that Mu Longhe, at his age, would have such poor cultivation of Qi. Hearing the other party order to shoot arrows, his reaction was naturally not slow, and he immediately followed the order.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh………………

The two armies' arrow formations flew out from the army formation like horizontal raindrops, covering the sky and covering the earth toward the other side.

Thump thump thump…………

The first wave of frontal confrontation between the two armies must be crossbow arrow interaction. This is beyond doubt. But just saying comparing crossbow arrows is a bit shallow. Looking deeper, it should be a comparison of the products and forging levels of the two towns represented behind the two armies.

Like Yang Qin, Mu Longhe had long let the front row raise iron shields. Those dense arrow branches like raindrops, let alone penetrating the shields, didn't even make the front army formation shake in the slightest.

Pfft…… Pfft…… Thump……

Looking at the Zhongyang camp, the 2,000 people in the front army who raised shields also blocked most of the crossbow arrows, but after less than three waves of arrow rain, their formation began to retreat slowly, and even a very small number of soldiers with weak strength began to fall backward. If it weren't for the tight formation and someone helping them in the rear, it would be impossible not to bring down several people in a row.

Whoosh…………

At the beginning of the arrow rain, Yang Qin did not stand in mid-air, but fell directly above the stockade gate. He stared at the arrow rain, suddenly noticed something, his brows flashed, he quickly reached out and selected an arrow to catch, looked down, his face changed drastically, and he shouted sharply:

"Lower bows and raise shields, focus on defense, don't shoot back at them!"

The soldiers fighting in the two armies are all Yuhan-level, so the iron arrows used are all thousand-forged level. The surface area of the arrow is small, and thousands of silver-white forging patterns are densely attached to it, looking exactly the same as the color of silver.

As soon as the two armies' arrow formations came out, Yang Qin naturally thought that the Xia army used the same arrows as them, all made of thousand-forged iron.

It wasn't until three waves of arrow formations passed, seeing the embarrassment of his own front army, and the sound made when the Xia army's arrow formations penetrated the air was wrong, that he realized the problem.

This look made him realize the problem.

"Not everyone, probably about half. Yuhan-level soldiers can be equipped with ten-forged silver arrows. Is the Does Does Da Xia already so wealthy?"

After discovering the problem, looking at the arrow rain shot by the Xia army, Yang Qin had a count in his heart, and his eyes sank slightly.

Pfft…………

The reason why Yang Qin called for his side to stop shooting arrows was because the Xia army had already judged the position of the archers in the stockade gate from the direction of the arrow rain. They raised their bows slightly, and the arrow rain bypassed the front army with shields and shot at the soldiers behind the stockade gate.

Soldiers behind the stockade gate had already suffered small-scale casualties.

Since they knew they couldn't beat the crossbow arrows, there was no need to compare them. In any case, the Xia army would eventually attack the stockade gate.

As he said before, just wait for work at ease!

However, Yang Qin's thinking was still a bit naive...

"The whole army accelerates forward, the scout camps of the Huang Jia and Chiyang armies build bridges, the rest continue to shoot arrows, don't stop until the arrow quiver is empty!"

As Yang Qin's voice fell, Mu Longhe's second order came down.

When the Xia army was shooting arrows, they never stopped moving forward. After more than ten waves of arrow rain, the army was only a hundred meters away from the stockade gate, and Yang Qin gave up the bow and crossbow confrontation, which made the Xia army's advance even smoother. After receiving the order from the commander Mu Longhe, the 4,000 soldiers of the Huang Jia and Chiyang armies who raised shields in the front row began to rush forward.

The speed of the 4,000 soldiers in the rear was slightly slower, but most of them did not stop the bows and arrows in their hands, only the thousand soldiers in the middle, pushing ten iron-wheeled carts, followed the team and moved forward at a very fast speed.

"The divine machine crossbows have been set up, the Does Does Da Xia is going to be serious!"

Yang Qin saw those ten iron-wheeled carts, his pupils shrank. Four years ago, at the Battle of Hong Sect, he happened to be there. At that time, he only had Yuhan-level cultivation. He had an extremely deep impression of this kind of big killer that could threaten Xianyang-level experts.

"Fire!"

Bang…………

In less than ten breaths, the first row of the Xia army rushed to the edge of the wide ditch in front of the stockade gate. On both sides of the army formation, five small teams composed of 20-odd people rushed out at the same time. Each small team worked together to carry a giant iron plate three meters wide and twenty meters long.

After the leader of each small team arrived at the edge, a loud shout, 20-odd people pushed hard, and the long iron plate flew directly toward the ground in front of the stockade gate in the air.

"Ignite, Yang Ping, follow me!"

Seeing the Xia army building a bridge, Yang Qin finally couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled out the long knife at his waist and gave an order, then shouted at his cousin Yang Ping. The two Xianyang-level experts ignored the large wave of arrow rain in front of them and rushed directly to the front of the stockade gate, their purpose self-evident.

Whoosh………… Whoosh…………

It's a pity that he and Yang Ping were forced back by a long stick and a big knife before they landed in front of the stockade gate.

Just saying forced back is probably not very accurate.

Bang!

Mu Longhe's strength was clearly far superior to Yang Qin's. The moment his long stick slashed down, taking advantage of Yang Qin not retreating, he made another horizontal sweep, which hit his shoulder directly.

"At least 18 jun, how can it be so strong!" ===== CHAPTER 508 =====