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Therefore, he kept thinking about this issue and finally found inspiration from an organization called the "Axe Gang" in later generations. Those people held several sharp axes in their hands, and could throw them when they were far away, and slashed when they were close. The effect was quite good. The physical fitness of people in later generations is far from being compared with the current era of cold weapons. They can do it. How could the Liangshan soldiers not do it?

Therefore, he immediately sent an order to ask Tang Long to equip Sima to build a batch of throwing weapons, including axes and hammers. Then he specially selected a battalion of strong infantry soldiers, each of whom was assigned ten such weapons, but he did not expect that it finally played a role today.

After the three rounds of attacks, five or six hundred officers and soldiers had already suffered casualties. In fact, the absolute number was not too large. However, the blow to their morale was unprecedented. They suddenly found that their camp and tactics seemed to be impeccable. For example, there was no way to throw a weapon, so the attack speed immediately slowed down.

Li Kui became happier the more he threw the ball. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have the talent to throw weapons. It had been wasted so long before. Another pair of axes threw them over and not only cut them down three or four people, but also made the officers and soldiers excitedly pat their black iron chests and laughed: "It's so good, it's so good. These thieves, now know that I'm awesome, I'm so good, brothers, come on and throw me!"

Sun Wanchun's face was already ashen. He just finished bragging but didn't expect Du Jia to embarrass him immediately. What a hell is this tactic, throwing weapons? But it was very effective, causing a huge blow to his soldiers.

He could no longer sit firmly on Diaoyutai behind. If he had to attack the mountain, he would have to withstand at least five or six rounds of attacks on the opponent. He would have to pay a price of one or two thousand. This was simply a pain that he could not bear. Even if he won in the end, it would not be worth the loss. What's more, Sun Wanchun's heart was so bright that he would have retreated long ago, and he could not command the command at all. He would have even talked about a yarn victory.

He got off the horse with a gloomy face and held the halberd and said, "All the generals obeyed the orders, rushed up with me and picked up all the rags and irons to protect our soldiers."

After saying that, he rushed over. The other dozens of generals did not dare to neglect when they saw that Sun Wanchun had gone up. They dismounted and picked up their weapons and followed.

With them, the situation is really different. Most of these generals have very good martial arts. For ordinary soldiers, these throwing weapons that are difficult to bear in terms of speed and weight, are within the acceptance range. In the meantime, their weapons flashed and they immediately spread a big net on the heads of the officers and soldiers, intercepting more than 80% of them.

Especially after the Fangtian Painting Ridge more than ten feet long in Sun Wanchun's hand was unfolded, he protected hundreds of people around him tightly, picked up and down, pushed left and right, and blocked dozens of weapons, but did not fail. The soldiers around him were stunned and cheered loudly. Seeing that their commander's martial arts were so strong, their originally depressed morale had recovered a lot.

Sun Wanchunwu became so angry that she simply raised the heads of an axe that flew over and flew back and killed a Liangshan warrior directly on the spot. This time he exhaled and shouted in depression: "If you have the ability, just use it. You thieves will pick up birds. I will let you all die later. Brothers continue to attack, take down their commanders and give them a lot of rewards, and everyone has a share!"

With the inspiration of Sun Wanchun as the generals, the superb martial arts, and the stimulation of the rewards, the officers and soldiers suddenly came back to life as if they had a shot of a cardiotonic agent. They continued to rush up the mountain with loud shouts and fought with the Liangshan soldiers guarding the front row. Now the attack of throwing weapons was difficult, because it was easy to hurt their own people, not to mention that the protection effect of those generals was not great.

Qin Ming paused his mace and said anxiously: "Young Master Jia, Sun Wanchun and others are so arrogant. Let us go to fight too. I want to see how strong the martial arts of this troubling of birds are!"

Unexpectedly, Du Jia still waved his hand calmly and said, "Don't be busy first. The so-called "one-stop" will decline, and then the third one will be exhausted. Now the morale of the officers and soldiers has not reached the lowest point. If you go down, you will suffer too much loss. You have to polish them again. Huazhizhai, it's up to you this time."

Hua Rong smiled proudly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Jia, just leave it to me."

After saying that, he waved his hand behind him and said, "The Divine Bow Team follows me. Remember to shoot only those generals. Don't you brag about how you can wear a hundred steps through the Yangs? Now it's time to test you. If anyone gets nothing, don't boast again in the future."

More than a dozen people answered at the same time. They were all light armored, short clothes and short sleeves, and there was no drag on them. They were clean and neat. Each of them was carrying a giant longbow on their backs, and then they all hit a good arrow and began to lock in their own targets.

Generals such as Sun Wanchun were leading the team to charge, and suddenly they felt like a bucket of cold water was pouring on their heads, and the warning was full of warnings. This is the so-called sixth feeling or intuition, which can sense danger in advance, and the more masters they are, the stronger they are.

Sun Wanchun was the first to feel it. When he looked up, he couldn't help but shouted: "All generals are careful. Someone is aiming at us and is ready to defend against a plot."

The generals immediately stopped and prepared. They saw light flashing on them. More than a dozen long arrows flew over like meteors rushing to the moon, and each targeted a general, without even a conflict. It can be seen that these archers have extremely clever eyesight and cooperation.
Chapter completed!