The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

Chapter 130 The young hero draws his bow at night

"How did the Golden Dog come so quickly?"

Li Fu adjusted his helmet, his face showing nervousness, and looked into the distance.

A fire dragon was winding towards them from afar. It was the vanguard of the Jin army.

"I've always said that intelligence is paramount in a war, and that scouts need to be the best and most skilled, but you just don't believe me."

Yang Miaozhen glanced at the two of them indifferently and said in a cold voice.

"If I hadn't set up sentries fifty miles outside the city, I'm afraid the two leaders would still be sleeping in the camp when the enemy army arrived at the gates!"

Li Quan's face darkened, but he was in the wrong first, so he had to let her ridicule him.

"Sister Yang is right."

Li Fu on the side was a smiling tiger. He smiled and said shamelessly.

"The Jin army is powerful. Do you have any good strategies to resist them?"

Yang's sister?

Gu Ping'an glanced at him and thought to himself that this man was really shameless.

Yang Miaozhen was too lazy to pay attention and turned her attention back to where the Jin soldiers came from.

Only then did Li Quan notice that although the soldiers had been deployed on the city wall, there were only a few scattered lights, and from a distance, it was still pitch black.

"Miao Zhen, the Jin soldiers are vulnerable. Why don't we all light torches and imitate the story of 'Liang Hongyu beating drums to fight Jinshan'? You beat the drum to cheer, and I will lead the cavalry out of the city and kill these shrimp soldiers and crab generals in one fell swoop."

He spoke with confidence, clapping the armor on his chest so hard that it rattled.

"This guy is so shameless," Mu Nianci couldn't help but roll her eyes and muttered softly, "It's bad enough that he compares himself to General Han, but he even wants to take advantage of Sister Miao Zhen."

"Pusan Anzhen's men are the last elite troops left in the Jin Dynasty. They are not the remnants of a defeated army that was frightened by the Mongols."

Yang Miaozhen sneered without even turning her head.

"Chief Li is seeking death himself. I can't stop him, but I can't let the brothers in the city die with you."

"you"

Li Quan felt humiliated and was about to get angry, but Li Fu held him back and whispered a few words into his ear, which helped him to suppress his anger.

"Pass the order down, everyone keep silent. Prepare your bows and crossbows after one stick of incense. Don't act rashly. Wait for my order before firing." Yang Miaozhen called the messenger and instructed.

Gu Ping'an immediately guessed what she was thinking.

Pushan Anzhen marched late at night and sent cavalry ahead with the intention of attacking the city at dawn.

She deliberately did not light the torch, pretending that the defense was empty, naturally intending to take advantage of the enemy's strategy.

This strategy is not very clever. Whether it can succeed depends on whether the leader of this cavalry is smart enough.

Although the Jin army's cavalry was far inferior to the Mongolian cavalry, it only took half an hour to reach the destination, which was only a distance of more than ten miles.

Seeing the fire getting closer and closer, thousands of horses galloped together. Although it was night, the noise was extremely loud.

There were no heavy crossbows in Juzhou City. Even if the archers were strong, their range was only about a hundred steps.

The Jin army's vanguard commander was also cautious. When he was still half a mile away from the city, he suddenly ordered his men to stop and assemble ladders.

Yang Miaozhen gave another order, and dozens of torches suddenly lit up and ran back and forth on the city wall.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Hurry up to the city wall! The Jin soldiers are coming!"

These exclamations seemed like signals, and a commotion broke out in the city at the same time. Li Quan and his brothers didn't know it was a trick, and looked back in panic, thinking that there was a mutiny in the city.

"Miaozhen, this..."

Yang Miaozhen gave them a look of contempt, and the two soldiers next to them whispered explanations for them.

The Jin army commander initially hesitated when he saw the sparse torches on the city walls, fearing it was a ruse. But upon seeing the chaos within the city walls, his doubts quickly dissipated. It was indeed a mob. Even as the army reached the city walls, the soldiers were still soundly asleep in their camps.

"Soldiers! Follow me into the city! Charge!"

He was eager to make a contribution at this moment. As soon as the ladder was installed, he immediately raised his whip and led the charge out.

The city was not like the official road. Although there was no one guarding it, it was filled with chevaux deer horns, horse traps were dug, and caltrops were scattered.

Ten thousand people may seem like a lot, but it is far from enough to surround a provincial capital. The cavalrymen were divided into several teams, each taking a different direction and attacking towards the west gate together.

Seeing that the large group of troops had rushed to within a hundred steps of the city wall, and the closest one was less than thirty steps away, Yang Miaozhen gave an order and the horns sounded.

The torches on the city wall were lit up, and the wall was suddenly as bright as day, and the densely packed defenders immediately appeared.

"put!"

The messengers shouted in unison, and the Jin army commander suddenly looked up in shock.

"withdraw!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, but before he could even turn his horse's head, the first round of arrows whizzed down.

More than a thousand archers fired at the same time, and the dense arrows covered the sky like a black cloud, blocking out the sky and the moon, and even blocking out the fire on the wall.

In just this one round, hundreds of Jin soldiers were thrown off their horses.

For a moment, there were shouts and neighs of horses, wails and cries of terror, and the cavalry retreated in panic.

This Jin army was a well-trained elite force. If it were in an ordinary area, changing its formation would only take a few breaths, but at this time it was harder than climbing to the sky.

In the chaos, countless soldiers fell off their mounts and were hit or trampled to death by frightened horses, even more than those who were shot to death.

The antlers of the chevaux deer, which were originally just a slight hindrance, now became the death warrant of the Jin soldiers. The distance of just a few dozen steps seemed like an insurmountable barrier.

By the time the remaining soldiers retreated beyond the range of the arrows, four or five rounds of arrows had already fallen.

Within a hundred steps of the city wall, it was like hell on earth. More than half of the 10,000-strong cavalry were killed there.

I don’t know whether the vanguard leader who led the charge was lucky or really capable, but although he rushed the deepest, he escaped successfully, with only a minor arrow hit on the shoulder.

Gu Ping'an saw him fleeing back to the formation in a panic from afar, and suddenly took an iron-framed bow and drew it like a moon.

This is a Zhang San stone bow, which requires nearly 400 kilograms of strength to pull it open. An ordinary archer would be exhausted after shooting two arrows, but he shot three arrows in a row as if he was playing with a slingshot.

Three arrows streaked across the night sky. The first two arrows, one on the left and one on the right, brushed past the commander's shoulders and knocked down the two unlucky guys behind him.

As for the third arrow, it was on target, but it was slightly higher by an inch and hit the helmet on top of his head.

The arrow's remaining force blew the helmet away, and it continued forward, knocking a centurion behind him off his horse.

The power of the arrow was so great that all the soldiers on the wall cried out in surprise, and the remaining soldiers under the city were suddenly in chaos again.

It’s a pity that Gu Ping’an’s archery skills are really poor. If Guo Jing were here, he would be able to shoot the commander to death in just a hundred steps, let alone three arrows, even without arrowheads.

Gu Ping'an cursed inwardly and was about to draw his bow to shoot again, but he heard a "bang" and the bow spine was broken.

A high-quality iron-framed bow is made of copper, iron, bamboo, wood, tendons and horns. The pulling force is more than a thousand pounds.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked. Li Quan's eyes were wide open with shock, and Li Fu was even more speechless as if he had seen a ghost. He was speechless and couldn't speak for a long time.

"pity!"

Gu Ping'an sighed and threw the broken bow to the ground.

"If I had known this would happen, I should have learned archery from Guo Jing!"

Mu Nianci's eyes were full of admiration, and she didn't care whether the arrow hit the target or not.

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