When the father and son of the Pu family were talking, the Mamluk soldiers had already stumbled towards the makeshift barricade on the inside of the Tu Gate. They ran all the way, and they were also shot all the way by the archers, plus the previous losses on Tumen Street, more than a hundred people are still dead and there are still about a dozen people left. But Asharaf was still alive, and the two layers of armor he wore saved his life.

Seeing these Mamluks, who were once regarded as invincible warriors, so embarrassed, Bai Fan behind the barricade was all shocked, and a few of them were still quietly moving backwards. But behind him is the city wall, which is the Tu Gate of Quanzhou South Gate, and outside the door is the seven or eight thousand Quanyong whose eyes are red in the eight battalions!

They are already in a desperate situation!

At this time, the steel-armored soldiers who were pursuing Mamluk suddenly stopped advancing and began to form their formation. Their number seemed to be small, only three hundred, and the formation was not very tight, even a little loose. But they were faced with an enemy ten times outnumbered of them, but they did not panic at all, but showed calmness.

Anyone who has fought knows that this kind of temperament can only be possessed by veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time, and they must be the elite of the Northern Ming Army!

"The 1st Company occupies the commanding heights on both sides of the street; The second and third companies prepare bows and arrows......"

Chen Feiyang, the commander of the Bow Guards Battalion, had already arrived with Mo Yingniang at this time, he was also a member of the Anfeng Chen clan, and his name was Chen Dexin, because it sounded the same as Chen Dexing, so he was called Chen Feiyang.

He joined Chen Dexing with his brother Chen Derui, first entered the Suiying Military Academy, and became a righteous instructor after graduation. He was also selected when the heavy cavalry was formed, and now he is the commander of the archery battalion.

He only took a brief look at the terrain around him. And the order was given. The team of 300 people was split into three parts by him. A row is split in half. Occupied several high-rise buildings on the left and right sides of Tumen Street. Use a bow and arrow to control the high ground.

The other two companies took turns shooting arrows. Instead of throwing feathered arrows in formation, they spread out in formation, covering in a company, and stepping forward in a row, drawing their bows and arrows at a distance of 100 paces from the enemy, and firing feathered arrows with accurate arrows. And Bai Fan, who was stuck on the front line of Tumen, did not show weakness, and immediately fought back with a bow and crossbow.

For a while, the sound of the bowstring was loud, and the arrows were in the air. But the screams and screams were only sporadical. Whether it was the archers or the white fan, the casualties were not very large. Of course, the archers are all condor shooters. But the accuracy of a hundred steps away is limited after all, and the other party is still covered by a chest wall and wearing armor. It's just that there are a few unlucky people who let the sharp arrow hit the front door, screaming and falling to the ground, struggling for a while, and then going to care about the true god and his old man asking for seventy-two virgins.

And there were no casualties on the side of the archers. It's not because of how high their martial arts are, but because the two sides are about to be separated by a hundred paces, and at this distance, even if they use the Divine Arm Bow, it is not easy to shoot, and it is useless to shoot. That is, sparks appear on the surface of the steel armor of the archers.

As for using an ordinary foot bow...... As for those who are sailors and merchants, it is not easy to shoot arrows to this distance, they are all soft and straight, not to mention the range of steel armor. Even a thin cloth coat can block these exhausted feathered arrows.

"Stop shooting! Stop it! "Asharaf was already out of breath and ran up to the city gate tower - eighty pounds of armor, wearing it on his body for so long, and running all the way up the city gate tower. The body of this thing is really good. Not only is he in good health, but he also has a lot of experience in fighting. At a glance, you can see that the archers are consuming the physical strength of Quanzhou Baifan. When they shoot dozens of arrows a day, they are afraid that they will not even be able to hold a knife. When the time comes, won't you be soft and wait for someone to kill?

"Our men are not highly trained, and they will be exhausted if they shoot thirty or forty arrows with all their might, and the enemy is the most elite samurai, and it is no problem to shoot hundreds of arrows a day. And they shoot very slowly, obviously maintaining their strength. ”

And this kind of thing? Pu Shousheng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and looked at it fixedly, but arrows rained down, but why didn't any of the steel-armored soldiers on the opposite side fall? It's so hard that it's all invulnerable?

He stomped his feet and hurriedly gave the order: "Tell them to stop shooting arrows!" Don't anymore, keep your strength ......"

Maintain your strength? It seems to be late! These white fans have been shooting endless arrows since yesterday, and their arms have long been sore. If you catch an X-ray, it's definitely a muscle strain. Now there was another burst of fire, and it was more than ten or twenty arrows in one breath, and by the time Pu Shousheng's order was conveyed to them, there were few Bai Fan with bows who could still lift their arms.

Bai Fan stopped shooting arrows, but the archers were still shooting! Not only did he shoot, but he also shot arrows while moving forward, and soon he was less than fifty paces away. With their archery, it's not much more difficult to shoot a standing human face at this distance.

For a while, it was another arrow! A miserable cry rang out behind the breastwork.

"Get down! Get down and avoid the arrows! The leaders who commanded the White Battle, as a matter of course, gave the order.

"Can't lie down!" When Asharaf saw this scene on the city wall, he was dying of anxiety - it was easy to lie down, but it was hard to stand up! If the white fan below is the real elite, then there is nothing. But they're not......

Asharaf reminded that it was a little late, and under the city wall, all the white fans behind the breastwork were lying down, and not a single head dared to pop out. Seeing that Bai Fandu was a shrunken turtle, the steel-armored soldiers did not get a foot, but stood far away and did not shoot arrows, as if waiting for something.

"Heavenly Thunder Arrow!"

I don't know who shouted, Pu Shousheng and Pu Shili looked up, and saw that there were already many men wearing ordinary people's clothes, wearing leather armor and paper armor, carrying big knives, spears and bows and arrows on Tumen Street at this time. However, at the front of their line, there were clearly a few bed crossbows mounted on board cars!

This is to be bombarded with heavenly thunder arrows!

Pu Shousheng suddenly shouted loudly: "Hurry up, hurry up, quickly move the bed crossbow...... Heavenly Thunder Arrow, Hurry! ”

They also have bed crossbows, and of course they also have heavenly thunder arrows. These two weapons, which were supposed to be forbidden to be owned by the people, are now overflowing in the hands of maritime merchants.

"My lord, you can't use the Heavenly Thunder Arrow!" Pu Shili suddenly thought of something, and reminded loudly, "Quan Yong outside will hear it, if they attack together, we will be finished, it's over, the Quanzhou regiment training envoy is Zhao and Yu......"

Zhao and Yu ...... After living for more than 40 years, he gave birth to a lone seedling Zhao Meng'an! Now let Pu Shiwen kill him! And it was not only Zhao Meng'an who was killed, but also most of the sect sons in Quanzhou City, and the sect daughters of Quanzhou were also assigned to Jihad soldiers as slaves.

This has to let Zhao and Yu come in, and none of the Tianfang Sectists in Quanzhou City want to live!

Thinking of this, Pu Shousheng's body shook and was about to faint, but at this moment, the roar of the explosion of the heavenly thunder arrow had already sounded.

This is the Heavenly Dao disciples in the city firing and shooting!

……

"Heavenly Thunder Arrow! Heavenly Thunder Arrow! Sent from inside the city! Our people are our people...... Zhao Tuanlian, how about it, are we still reliable people from the Heavenly Dao Sect? ”

When the thunder arrow exploded on the inside of Tu Gate, in a wine shop less than a thousand steps outside Tu Gate, Fang Yumen was negotiating with Zhao and Yu - it stands to reason that there is nothing to talk about between them, Song and Ming are not separate, and there are no two kings in the Han family! But Zhao and Yu can't take care of so much, he is now in his forties and almost fifty, and he gave birth to a baby son Zhao Meng'an, who is really afraid of melting in his mouth, and holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of causing the wind to blow. Now that he is trapped in Quanzhou City, I don't know if he has called the damn Bai Fan to harm, how can this not make Zhao and Yu anxious?

At this point, not to mention negotiating with Chen Ming's traitors, or negotiating with the devil, he Zhao and Yu have to bite the bullet.

And the negotiation conditions proposed by both sides are similar - both want to surrender their opponents! Fang Yumen talked to himself, on behalf of Chen Dexing, gave Zhao Heyu a condition of "lieutenant general, division commander", and Zhao Heyu was ready to give Fang Yumen a deputy envoy for regimental training. While the two sides were entangled, the sound of an explosion was heard.

Fang Yumen immediately jumped up and shouted: "Zhao Tuanlian, it's time to talk about it, hurry up and attack the city!" Get in as soon as possible to save people! ”

Hearing the rescue, Zhao Youyu's eyes turned red. also stood up suddenly: "If you enter the mother, Lao Tzu doesn't care about the two thieves...... Lao Tzu is just a sparse sect, and he can't fight with the emperor Lao Tzu, but this son is a relative! ”

After saying that, he strode to the street, and there were already a large number of officers on both sides outside, and more than a dozen Quan Yong officers who had families in the city all surrounded him with red eyes: "Regimental training envoy, what should I do?" To fight or not to fight? ”

"Hit! Fuck it! Zhao Youyu jumped to his feet and yelled, "Fight with these birds!" If Lao Tzu's son is gone, none of these birds will want to live! ”

"Yes, fight with them!"

"Kill all the white fans!"

"Save Quanzhou, kill Bai Fan!"

The people below didn't need to mobilize at all, and the fighting spirit suddenly reached its peak. This kind of regimental training was originally armed to defend the hometown, and it may not be necessary for you to let them leave their hometown to fight. But now their nest has been copied by Quanzhou Baifan, and the situation of his wife and children is unknown, can they not be red-eyed?

These Quanyong officers also rushed to their respective troops, and outside the south gate of Quanzhou, there was a shout everywhere: "Save Quanzhou, kill Baifan!" Save Quanzhou, kill Baifan! ”

This hoarse roar soon spread like a wave to the southern city wall of Quanzhou, to the city wall, and to the ears of the tens of thousands of Heavenly Dao disciples who had already gathered, and they immediately followed the shout together, sending out a deafening roar.

"Save Quanzhou, kill Bai Fan!" (To be continued......)