Murong Nan almost died this time, but he didn't laugh back, leaned out, and shouted: "Good archery, good opponent, come, shoot three hundred rounds with grandpa!" As he spoke, an arrow and a string were shot at Wang Yong.

And as Murong Nan's arrow flew out, thousands of arrows at the head of the city also flew down the city tower almost at the same time, and the screams were endless, and the air was violently torn and shaken by these sharp arrows, and the archers of the Qin army who were moving forward and had not completely stopped fell one by one like wheat blown down by a strong wind, and even the moans of the wounded could not be heard.

Because these archers of the Jin army are completely aimed at the head, neck and other vital points, aiming and firing, five arrows shoot one person, only one round, the other party will fall at least five or six hundred people, all of them are killed by arrows and arrows, without injury.

Wang Yong gritted his teeth, along the dazzling sunlight, he could see a long arrow flying towards him at a high speed, his fingers loosened, "woo" sound, the long arrow on the arrow string off the string, and suddenly hit the arrow flying towards him, less than ten steps away from his face door, the two arrows met in the air, "ding" sound, the arrow shaft was broken by this violent impact, and the two arrows also fell to the ground at the same time, more than a foot into the ground, which shows the amazing strength and accuracy of the two shots.

When this arrow was shot, even Murong Nan couldn't help but applaud, and taking advantage of the gap in this arrow, the third guard beside Wang Yong finally picked up the horn, puffed up his cheeks and blew it, and the order to shoot turned into a sound and spread throughout the battlefield.

The archers of the Di tribe of the Qin army finally stood still with the order, and the corpses of many companions had fallen beside them, but the living people didn't have time to look at the surrounding companions, and quickly drew the arrows and wound them, and there was a burst of shooting at the head of the city, and the sound of the bowstrings ringing was endless, because this time it was impossible to stand up for a salvo, everyone was using the fastest speed, aiming at the nearest enemy and hurriedly firing them, the arrows in the air flew sideways, and there was constantly the sound of sparks when the arrows collided, and the archers on both sides, They also began to be hit by arrows.

However, although the archers of the Qin army are strong and fast, and they also have an advantage in numbers, they are relatively low and high, and there are female walls and battlements at the head of the city.

After a few rounds, the battlements at the head of the city, the bricks of the city are almost covered with arrows, and there are many Jin archers at the head of the city, with more than ten feather arrows inserted in their bodies, but as long as they are not shot at the key points such as the face door and neck, they are not fatally injured, and they can still fight.

But the archers of the Qin army under the city are miserable, at this distance, they almost immediately lose their combat effectiveness when they are shot, and the archers of the Jin army at the head of the city are all excellent in archery, almost all of them aim and shoot, and those who are hit by the arrows are all falling in response, and most of them are directly hitting the vital point, and it is difficult to save them.

More than ten rounds of shooting, the Qin army's Di archers fell more than 2,000 people, and the Jin army archers at the head of the city, no arrows, less than two hundred lost their combat effectiveness, as the number of archers of the Qin army became smaller and smaller, their advantage in the number of bows and arrows no longer existed, and the rain of arrows shot became more and more scarce, but the arrow rain at the head of the city was getting denser and stronger.

Wang Yong stood in place almost without retreating, kept pulling his bow and releasing arrows, shooting at the opponent at the head of the city, he had already played a fire qi, and most of the shots of the two top archers were directly two arrows collided in the air, and then landed, and the speed of the two arrows was almost identical.

It's just that Murong Nan finally took advantage of the terrain, and the distance that landed after the two arrows collided was getting closer and closer to Wang Yong, five feet, four and a half feet, four feet, three and a half feet, and the last few arrows almost landed less than a foot away from Wang Yong.

Wang Yong gritted his teeth, suddenly roared, and another arrow flew in, heading straight for his shoulder, he didn't dodge or dodge, pulled his bow and set up an arrow, and shot an arrow at Murong Nan's front door, completely ignoring his own safety.

"Pounce", the arrow hit Wang Yong's left shoulder fiercely, he could even hear the sound of the arrow passing through his shoulder, directly from the back, he instinctively threw away the big bow in his right hand, and covered the place where the arrow was hit, the blood was already gushing out like a fountain, but he didn't seem to be in pain at all, his eyes were staring at the long arrow that rushed towards Murong Nan's door.

Murong Nan's face changed, he didn't expect Wang Yong's arrow to be so fierce, he actually fought to shoot the arrow at him, and in a thought, the long arrow had already rushed to the front door, he hurriedly turned his head, only to feel a hot feeling coming directly towards his mouth, instinctively opened his mouth and bit it, this long arrow actually bit him directly in his mouth.

And a small opening on the side of his lips made his mouth look particularly weird, just between this arrow, he walked back and forth before the ghost gate closed, Rao was as calm as him, and he couldn't help but be frightened.

When I looked back at Wang Yong, I saw that he was unwillingly, under the cover of several guards holding shields, while covering the wound on his left shoulder, while the two herald guards around him were constantly blowing trumpets, beckoning the other archers to retreat to the rear.

A large number of Qin army shield bearers rushed forward one after another, holding large and thick wooden shields, and the archers of the Qin army, who had finally persevered until now, as if they had been amnestied, got under the wooden shields one after another, and retreated backwards like a tide.

A few wooden shields in front of Liu Yu spread out, his expression was calm, and he walked up to the battlements, Murong Nan walked over while wiping the blood on his mouth, Liu Yu glanced at him and smiled slightly: "If you can hurt you like this, it should be a very powerful general." Do you know? ”

Murong Nan said hatefully: "It seems to be the general named Wang Yong, hmph, but he is not much better, he was hit by an arrow in my shoulder, I am afraid that I will not want to pull the bow and release the arrow again in two months." ”

Liu Yu's gaze swept over the battlefield under the city, the original open space, has been stained with blood, the corpses are full of feather arrows, a pile in the east, a piece in the west, everywhere, occasionally a few wounded and rolling sergeants, just moved, to the Jin archers at the head of the city shot an arrow, the result was killed, can no longer move, and at this time it is the time when the city is cheering.

Liu Yu hooked the corners of his mouth: "Everyone is fighting well, ready to meet the next wave of enemy attacks." ”