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However, at this time, the biggest difference was that there was no difference.

So on the city wall, everyone around Zhao Mingzhi looked at each other in confusion. Although no one spoke, they all secretly signaled each other with suspicious looks. They could know what the other party meant without asking questions out loud: Could it be that we blind cats bumped into dead mice and shot random arrows? , actually shot down all the commander-in-chief of Di Bing?

And coincidentally, everyone turned around to look.

The one who received the most attention was the soldier who reported Zhao Mingzhi earlier. He had just categorically stated that the Eight Ox Crossbow had its own disadvantages. At such a distance, even the shadow could not be seen clearly, and it was absolutely impossible to hit Di Jun.

But even he couldn't help but murmur at this time.

The man thought to himself: Could it be that because the princess was here and the Zhao family was really protected by dragon energy, the crossbow arrow actually hit the commander's flag as if it were protected by gods?

Zhao Mingzhi took a few steps forward involuntarily.

Her eyesight was very good, and even though she couldn't see clearly, she could vaguely see countless shadows moving behind the fire, like horses hooves, or soldiers running around. For a moment, she felt something, and then stood on tiptoes to look into the distance. Looking at it, I don't know if it was because of dazzling eyes, but I saw that where it connected with the sky, there seemed to be little stars for an instant, but they were suppressed by the light of the huge fire, and they were vague and could not be confirmed.

In addition, there are several more winding fire dragons behind Di Bing. Although the fire dragon moves slowly, it always twists and deforms, disperses, and gathers in the middle. However, in the end, it gets longer and longer, and gradually mixes behind countless Di Bings. , pushed forward again, mixed with the original torch held by Di Bing, and gradually became indistinguishable.

The Di soldiers in front were originally advancing towards the city gate. Seeing that the commander's flag fell, they each pulled the reins and slowed down their speed. At this time, they even stopped. They all turned back and waited for the follow-up. However, they did not wait for the commander's flag to rise again for a long time. Even the previous urging sound was no longer heard. Instead, chaos continued in the rear. As they were hesitating, they suddenly heard the dull sound of horns coming from directly behind.

Different from the noise during the previous call for troops, the horn sound this time was not exciting. On the contrary, because it was not very orderly, there was a lot of chaos in it.

As soon as the sound came out, not only the Di soldiers heard it, but also the city gates. After a few rings, Zhao Mingzhi had to carefully identify it, and someone shouted in surprise: "It's the Di people who are calling the trumpet - the thieves are about to retreat!!"

After this man shouted, the city wall fell into silence. No one really dared to believe it, and they only stared at Di Bing far and near.

At the same time, countless surging Di cavalrymen no longer moved forward, but turned their horses and retreated.

Not only the cavalry, but also the siege vanguard soldiers who had already started to climb the city via the vertical ladder did not hesitate at all. At this time, they stepped on the original path and jumped down, as if they were about to retreat.

So far, the Jin army has suffered heavy casualties and has no power to fight back. Seeing the thieves retreating, they are left with only a few survivors. They are even a little numb and have no reaction. They can only look at everything outside the city.

Zhao Mingzhi's heartbeat was so fast that his chest was almost numb from the shock, his temples were beating hard, and his hands, feet, and soles were covered in cold sweat. But under such circumstances, his mind became more alert, and he immediately shouted: "Where is the arrow? ? The Di people want to retreat, should we just let them advance and retreat?"

The Di people were clearly gaining the upper hand, but suddenly their commander's flag fell down, and then there was chaos in the army. Although they didn't know the reason, how could they give up such a rare opportunity?

As Zhao Mingzhi said this, he recalled the many thick and long arrows he saw on the side when he was carrying the crossbow. Regardless of whether they were the so-called crossbow arrows, he rushed over and took half of them back.

How could the city defenders not know what Zhao Mingzhi could see.

So on the city wall, there were whistles, orders, drums, and many officers shouting. The various sounds were mixed together, mixed with the sound of many arrows and torches flying towards the city. Since the Di people were attacking the city, it was impossible for them to be totally unprepared. Not only were the pioneers at the front wearing armor, but they also had countless shields and shelters. Still panicked and retreated without panic.

Zhao Mingzhi held the arrow and did not care about the situation of others, only keeping an eye on the nearby soldiers.

This group of soldiers had experienced the ridiculous thing just now, and they looked up to Zhao Mingzhi like a god. Although they couldn't figure it out for the time being, when they heard her order and saw her actions, all their reactions were as if they were engraved in their bones, without even the slightest hesitation. .

There was someone who knew the structure of the Eight Ox Crossbow, who adjusted the bed crossbow first, and someone who coordinated the positioning of the manpower. There was even a dedicated person responsible for cleaning the arrow trough. For a while, it seemed a bit orderly.

It turns out that the eight-oxen crossbow turned into a three-bow bed crossbow. It has two uses. The first use can shoot huge crossbow arrows with extremely long range and great power. The second use uses iron feathers as arrow clusters, which can fire dozens of arrows in a row, piercing the crossbow. There is no pressure to break through ordinary armor.

In just a moment, everyone had adjusted the Eight Ox Crossbow properly.

This time, everyone didn't hesitate at all, and didn't have to worry about the correct angle. Using the light of the fire, they aimed at the place where the Di soldiers gathered and launched immediately.

The Eight Ox Crossbow is indeed a magic weapon. Once it is released and fired, there is a constant buzzing sound. The ones that missed the target penetrated the ground for several inches, and the tails of the arrows were still shaking slightly. As for the ones that did not miss, they went straight into Di Ren's flesh and blood. among.

If you encounter soldiers wearing armor, the arrows can penetrate the armor and penetrate the flesh for a few minutes, and you may be able to survive. If you encounter soldiers who only wear thin armor, or who took off their armor to climb the city in order to seize the opportunity to climb the city, they will be completely injured. Without any defense, he had no choice but to let the arrows go straight into his bones and blood, but he screamed repeatedly, fell to the ground, and struggled to even struggle.

In the darkness, it was difficult to see clearly on the city wall, but he could hear the screams, but he knew it had finally worked. The soldiers on Zhao Mingzhi's left and right were excited and without any rest, they hurriedly reloaded their arrows and fired again and again.

Naturally, there was more than one Eight-Niu Crossbow. Once the Jin defenders regained their breath and saw that the Di soldiers were about to retreat, they also knew that the opportunity could not be missed and the time would never come again. Everyone stood up with one breath. Although they did not dare to pursue, they They have also exhausted all means, but after all, Di Bing is well-trained and elite. Although they are not able to deal with it easily, ordinary attacks may not have much effect.

After a long night of fighting, the sky finally brightened, and the Jin army was able to see the blurry scenery far and near from a high position.

I saw that the Di soldiers were dodging and retreating, almost out of the range of the city wall. Even the Eight Bull Crossbow and the Divine Arm Bow may not be able to do anything. The crowd was like ants, and they were regrouping into a queue.

Zhao Mingzhi saw it in his eyes, and before he could sigh with emotion that the Di people were strong and invincible, he saw that the tide of people retreated halfway, and the momentum stopped. He didn't know what he encountered in front, and the crowd became darker and denser. , entangled for a long time, and finally it was like a huge wave hitting the shore and hitting a standing reef. The rolling waves hit hard with the force of breaking the shore, but they were inexplicably blocked from returning, and they were actually coming towards the city wall.

Di Bing left quickly, but returned much slower. As he retreated, his momentum became even slower. At the same time, where the Di Bing army was behind, countless noisy voices could be heard.

At first, the voice was shouting scattered all over the sky. Later, it gradually merged into one voice. It shouted again and again, getting louder and louder, first in Di language, and then in Jin language, several times or more than a dozen times. , or even dozens of times, almost reaching the sky.

Not to mention above the city gate, even inside the city gate, across a few streets and alleys, you can also hear roars coming from unknown places outside the city.

"Beggars are dead!!! Marshal Beggars of Di was shot to death!!!"