Chapter 24: The Throw of the Gun to Break the Siege and Display Prowess (Collected!)

  The arrow shot by the Hu's archer didn't hit its mark, but the muffled thud it made when it landed told Wei Zheng that someone behind the barricade had been hit.

  Hearing the continuous tragic cries of the soldiers from the long gun array, Wei Zheng's eyebrows unconsciously furrowed.

  At this moment, the second round of arrow rain thrown by the Hu's archers has already flown into the sky.

  Seeing this, a long spearman beside Wei Zheng hastily advised: "General, let's launch a counterattack! If we don't counterattack now, the dozens of brothers behind our defense line will be shot dead by the enemy archers..."

  The long gunners blocking the mountain road were not ordinary long gunners, but the elite of the Tiger and Leopard Army who had been carefully selected by Wang Feng and awarded the title of "Trap Array". Although they had not yet formed a complete army, losing one was still extremely painful for Wei Zheng.

  However, he saw that there were only twenty Huns who had entered the ambush circle, and none of them was the archer who posed the greatest threat to him.

  Wei Zheng's face, despite being in pain, still showed an unprecedented determination.

  It was as if the miserable cry that reached his own ears was not made by his subordinates, and he firmly refused: "No, it's not time yet... When the Hu archers enter the ambush circle, we will attack."

  After receiving the order, Wei Zheng's mind was like a stormy sea, thinking of ways to break through the current crisis.

  Under the gaze of several anxious eyes around him, Wei Zheng said with a determined face: "Since the Tartars do not take the initiative to put on the rope, then we will add another fire to them and force them onto the rope..."

  "Order... Long spear team retreat 50 steps on horseback and form a long spear array, prepare to engage in melee combat with the enemy's vanguard troops... All others hide and wait for orders... As soon as the enemy's follow-up troops enter the ambush circle, immediately launch an attack and use the throwing spears in hand to take out the 30 enemies at the back..."

  At this time, someone must ask why Wei Zheng did not directly set up an ambush circle on the mountain road and instead took the trouble to set up such a defense line on the mountain road.

  In fact, this is also Wei Zheng's helpless move.....

  The spear is neither a bow and arrow nor a rifle of later times.

  Although it has a huge killing power within tens of meters, it does not have accuracy and must rely on the number of throwing spears thrown out to win.

  According to the Tartar army's marching formation, even if fifty Tartars were lined up in two columns, the entire formation would stretch for tens of meters. Setting an ambush on such a long mountain road, let alone whether the Tiger and Leopard Army soldiers hiding on both sides of the road could simultaneously throw their javelins at the Tartars, it's absolutely not as easy as everyone imagined to ensure the accuracy of the thrown javelins.

  Therefore, Wei Zheng had to set up a defensive line in front of the Hu people and let fifty Hu people gather together. Then, concentrate on throwing spears.

  At that time, even if the throwing spear did not have accuracy, relying on its numerical advantage, plus the density of the Huns gathering together was really too great. Even a blind cat could kill a mouse, and it could also give the Huns a devastating blow in a short period of time.

  What Wei Zhen did not expect was that, facing his carefully laid out defensive line, the Tatars who had suffered two heavy defeats in a row did not launch an all-out attack but instead split into two groups and left their most threatening archers behind.

  Under Wei Zheng's anxious gaze, the long spear array finally began to retreat after withstanding three rounds of arrow shooting from the archers.

  The Tartars, now only thirty paces from the defense line, suddenly became like they had been injected with chicken blood, yelling and chasing after the long gun array.

  The commander-in-chief of the ten archers, Pai Ya La, also flashed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth. He raised the big knife in his hand and laughed loudly at his subordinates beside him.

  "Warriors, the Han people who stood in our way have been defeated... Now I command you, escort the archers to continue advancing forward, use arrows to kill the fleeing Han people. In the words of the Han people, beat the dog in the water, annihilate them..."

  Ten archers advanced slowly under the protection of twenty cavalrymen, like an unstoppable torrent crushing all enemies in their path.

  Seeing this, Wei Zheng's solemn face finally revealed a hint of a smile.

  "Tell the brothers, take aim... As soon as I throw my spear, immediately throw the two spears in your hands at the Tartar vanguard, use the spears to tear them apart..."

  "Yes, General..." Two rows of low, subdued voices replied.

  Then, a spear with a length of one meter and a slender gun tip was tightly held in the hands of the soldiers, ready to be thrown.

  Twenty steps..... Fifteen steps....... Ten steps........ Five steps......

  As all thirty Tatars, including Piaoyila, entered the ambush circle, Wei Zheng's mouth corner flashed a cold smile and he suddenly used force to throw out the spear that was tightly held in his right hand.

  Then, more than sixty men hidden beside Wei Zheng also stood up from the bushes and suddenly swung their right hands, throwing 64 javelins at the Tartar army's advancing formation.

  Faced with the sudden hail of bullets from the flank, all the cavalrymen's faces involuntarily revealed terrified expressions. As fast as possible, they swung their weapons in hand, trying to block the flying spears whizzing down before their eyes.

  However, javelins are not arrows, and in terms of both force and weight, they are several times that of arrows.

  Furthermore, the density of the hail of bullets was too great; even if they managed to deflect one spear thrust, another would easily pierce their armor and penetrate their body.

  Especially ten archers who were heavily guarded by cavalry and basically had no infantry weapons.

  Facing a hail of bullets, I could only watch as my body was riddled with holes. Then, with a face full of regret, I fell heavily into the pool of blood.

  Due to the terrain, the gathered Tatars huddled together in a tight group, and their dense formation not only failed to protect them but instead allowed the power of the thrown spears to be fully unleashed.

  Among the thirty Tatars, more than twenty people were easily pierced through their bodies by long spears and, under the huge inertia of the thrown spears, were heavily pinned to the ground and turned into corpses.

  At this moment, a second round of over sixty guns fired in succession, appearing before the enemy's face.

  More than sixty spears shot down at less than ten Tatars, and the outcome can be imagined.

  Including the Tartar pike-men, every man had a number of javelins stuck in his belt.

  Looking at the thirty bandits who were instantly killed in front of him, and smelling the strong smell of blood that quickly spread through the air.

  More than sixty subordinates gathered behind Wei Zheng finally came back to their senses from shock and believed the result they saw before their eyes.

  Not only that, but the twenty Tartars who were just yelling and charging forward to pursue and kill the long spear formation also quickly stopped in their tracks, staring at the bloody scene behind them with a look of shock and amazement.

  At this moment, Wei Zheng let out a loud roar and suddenly awakened the battlefield that had fallen silent.

  "What are you still doing here, the battle is over... Pick up your long spears and javelins, charge out and surround the remaining Tatars, annihilate them..."

  "Kill..."

  After a loud roar, Wei Zheng quickly took down the longbow on his shoulder and rushed out of the dense forest.

  As Wei Zheng appeared on the battlefield, an arrow was already nocked in his longbow.

  Drawing the bow and taking aim... "Whoosh..."

  An arrow infused with a massive amount of power in an instant shoots out swiftly, flying towards the only remaining Tartar commander on the battlefield, baring its fangs...

  On a quiet battlefield, Batu did not expect his opponent to shoot an arrow at him at this time. So, Batu didn't even dodge, and he stared blankly as the arrow approached closer and closer, finally piercing his neck, which was his weakest defense.

  Two of the vanguard were killed in front and back, and the remaining nineteen Tartars fell into chaos.

  Although the two iron-clad warriors managed to temporarily stabilize their footing, the courage of the Tartars to continue fighting had vanished into thin air.

  At this moment, the two long spear teams following Wei Zheng's body had all rushed out of the dense forest and formed two slightly disordered long spear arrays behind him.

  Not only that, but the long gun row that was just being chased and beaten by the Tatars also quickly turned their muzzles around and slowly pressed towards the remaining Tatar troops.

  Seeing that the encirclement had been completed, the surrounded Tatars also became more and more chaotic due to low morale. Wei Zheng continued to command, drawing another feathered arrow from his quiver.

  "Long spear formation, advance and attack, kill all Tatars, if possible without using throwing spears..."

  After finishing speaking, he directly aimed the arrow at a Tatar iron armor soldier and slowly loosened his grip on the bowstring and arrow.

  When an armored warrior was shot and killed by Wei Zheng again, the Xianbei's formation, which had just stabilized, became chaotic once more. Meanwhile, the morale of his troops behind him grew higher and higher, their advancing footsteps becoming bigger and bigger.

  Having seen this, Wei Zheng, who had already put his mind at ease regarding the upcoming battle, decisively put down his longbow and began to act as the temporary leader of the two rows of long spears behind him.

  Taking a deep breath, he shouted loudly: "Brothers, whether or not we can truly become a Tiger and Leopard Army warrior will depend on everyone's performance in the next battle. Let's go out there and wipe out all the Tartars with our spears!"

  "Kill..."