"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sprinting figure flew backwards from the horse's back with a shrill scream. The thick crossbow arrow pierced through the armor and penetrated his body. He flew out half of the whole person was stuck on the ground. The corners of his bloody mouth opened and closed. He raised his head hard, and his companions around him were still charging forward. Four hundred feet, the second round of crossbow arrows shot towards him, and countless blood flowers appeared.

Xilulu

The crossbow arrows drilled into the flesh and blood of the galloping without any effort, and the war horse let out a cry of wretched and stopped! The man stood up, and his front hooves kicked hard in the air. The heavy armored Parthian knight above fell backwards and rolled down. Then the body of the war horse pressed on him, making a painful scream, struggling to climb out. On the forward line of the Parthian heavy cavalry, the war horse was still sprinting. The knight on the horse's back was taken to the rear by the shooting crossbow arrows in the next second, and some were directly linked with the people and horses.

Come, the horse's hooves bent and hit the ground with a bang. The inertia of the sprinting carried the corpses of the people and horses to roll continuously. While splashing dust, they were trampled by the companions rushing behind, or they directly tripped the heavy riders behind, trampling into human form, and blood was squeezed out of the flat armor. The originally dense charge formation had already become chaotic. Many people slowed down their horses, and some collapsed directly. The people were panicked by the war horses and ran around on the battlefield. The entire formation became scattered, leaving a huge gap.

"I told you to shoot the war horses first, war horses first! Shoot people and shoot horses first, how did I teach you in the past?" In the strong crossbow army formation, Pan Feng ran between the formation with an axe in one hand and a ox-horned helmet in the other hand, roaring hysterically, and kicking a slow-moving soldier from time to time, "After shooting, hurry up and go back and find someone to help pull the strings and arrows again."

The cavalry sent in front of him rushed over: "General Pan, two hundred battles are here."

Pan Feng raised his eyes and looked at the horse, turning his hands excitedly: "I ordered the people in the front row to retreat behind the horse, and asked the brothers from the third formation to push the crossbow over! Let these barbarians taste the big treasures left by the ancestors."

The military order was passed among the crowd. The array of 4,000 people made orderly and quickly according to the steps planned by the lord in the past. They collected the crossbow, retreated, and rushed to the horse. The second crossbow formation waiting to set up the crossbow again. During the extremely fast reaction adjustment, crossbow chariots with wooden wheels pushed into the gap between the horses. Then, crossbow arrows as thick as arms were fixed, aiming at the heavy rider less than a hundred feet away.

"Don't stop!" The moment Allat roared, a trembling sound came from the enemy formation in front of him. A heavy horse next to him had half of his head penetrated by a crossbow arrow. The opponent's figure quickly moved away from the dust behind him from his vision. As a general in the city of Nisa, he also had combat experience with the Roman crossbow cannons, so he naturally understood the disadvantages of this large crossbow. "As long as God still favors Parthia, we will not lose to the Selius."

Ordinary yellow crossbows, the crossbows are still shooting continuously.

Allat's thoughts floated for a moment, and withdrew his gaze from behind. Looking ahead, a cavalry in front of him made a tilt move, and then the armor covering his back protruded, and then broke open. A few drops of broken blood splashed on his face in the direction. All of the previous thoughts and words in Allat's head seemed to have been cleared at this moment and turned blank.

The next second, the corpse that penetrated was flying backwards, flooding his vision...

Three thousand Pathia heavy cavalry launched a charge in a conical shape, and only a row of people covered by crossbow arrows was covered in front. The middle and behind were not very clear about the things ahead, but many of them were stopped by a large number of companions who were shot over, causing the charge to be disconnected. The only few who rushed over were lucky enough to not die, and then... they hit the horse in front of them at high speed.

Boom boom boom boom

The rumbling sound hit the ground, and the heavy horses with spears and leather armor slapped on a row of sharpened stakes. The flesh and blood pierced into the wooden stakes, and the whole horse's body tumbling. The knights who threw themselves high into the sky fell to the ground, and some of them broke the skeletons. The horse's bones broke, and the knights above threw them out as soon as they fell. Some pushed the horses and slid on the ground. Other Parthian heavy horses tried their best to pull the reins, turned the direction, and hit the crossbow cart in the gap. After the Parthians above stabilized the horses, they were crazy.

He swung his spear and slammed the enemy next to the crossbow cart and rushed into the ground. At this time, the retreating Selius crossbow soldiers separated. One of them was dragging the hammer and rushed out. A heavy hammer hit the horse's head. The huge horse's body had not even been able to make a sound. The four hooves flew and fell to the ground. The Parthian knight rolling on the ground struggled to get up. The tall and strong Dingling man, his arms and muscles were bulging and raised. The simple iron hammer with a wooden handle inlaid with iron blocks, smashed down fiercely. The man's mouth "wow" sounded, and blood mist was sprayed out.

Pan Feng held the giant axe and wanted to go up, but was then dissuaded by his personal soldiers: "With the deputy general of Wu, there is no need for the general to go up."

"That's right, I don't need such a small scene." He nodded majestic with a giant axe down.

Not far away, Wu Anguo dragged the round-headed hammer embedded on his right wrist and pointed at the soldiers of the Dingling tribe opposite, shouting, "The enemy rushed in, and they were still standing there, and they still wanted to avoid the spoils. Kill the man, and the horse is yours."

Ding Ling, who was waiting among the crossbowmen nearby, roared out with a simple iron hammer in his hand. Only more than 500 people could handle the dozens of heavy cavalry rushing behind the rebel horse. Moreover, these people grew up in extremely cold places, with extremely tall and strong bodies. The whistling sound could be heard in the air when the hammer was swung, and then they slammed violently on the war horses that had no rush and the heavy armored knights above. The people in the iron armor became flattened by the hammers again and again, and the screams of screams almost never stopped.

The Pathia heavy cavalry, who was still charging in the wilderness, had already seen the development of the situation clearly, and the body of General Allat was also found. The loss of command and the brothers in front were seriously injured. They had already felt fear and caution in their hearts. After hesitating for a while, someone turned around and rushed to the rear of the formation.

"It's over..."

Remidals looked at the heavy cavalry who was running back toward this place, and was constantly harassed by the opponent's light cavalry. His heart sank to the bottom. The three thousand noble heavy cavalry was Nisa's most precious wealth. It was hard to accept the loss after a battle. He gritted his teeth, and the brown beard on his face was shaking: "...I'm going to chop Allat's head..."

His eyes swept around, and the Parthian soldiers were trembling in fear. The Parthian light cavalry in the distance struggled to deal with the grassland cavalry who were better at riding and shooting than them. Some people kept getting shot and falling off their horses. Remidals pinched the hilt of the knife tightly, tied the reins violently, and shouted: "Go! Give up here, go back to Nisa and hold on, and wait for Pamiu of the Baizhu Gate to come to rescue!"

The next moment, he ran up desperately with countless eyes, and the remaining 20,000 military formations instantly formed a torrent on the field like a dam collapsed.
Chapter completed!