Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 165 Yin Feng, Die

Lin Feng leaned his elbows on the railing on the platform and observed the Tatar cavalry around him.

He thought to himself that if this camp was full of soldiers he had trained, he could open the door and confront the Tartars.

Unfortunately, most of the current troops are mixed soldiers.

If we want to go out and charge into battle, I'm afraid there will be heavy casualties.

Zhao Shuo followed Lin Feng and looked at the two bronze-armored Tartars from afar.

They were easy to recognize, wearing bronze armor that gleamed golden in the sun.

"Brother, you've killed the Bronze-Armored Tartars before. Shouldn't we find a way to deal with these two guys?"

"Even if it were just the two of them, I wouldn't dare go out."

"why?"

"Because I'm not so arrogant as to fight two bronze armors alone."

"Yes, it is said that the bronze armor is very powerful."

"Who did you listen to?"

"Old Cheng, he really wanted to give it a try against the Bronze-Armored Tartars at that time."

"Old Cheng?"

"Oh, that's the one that was hacked to death by the eldest brother."

Lin Feng nodded: "There's nothing I can do. He was a little crazy at the time."

When Zhao Shuo talked about Cheng Bing, he still felt a little sad.

After all, he is a master and has followed his father for many years.

"Alas, it's mainly because he doesn't know how powerful Big Brother is. Otherwise, he would definitely be obedient."

Xie Zhong suddenly shouted, "General, what are the Tartars trying to do?"

Several people hurried to see the two Tartars in bronze armor.

I saw two bronze-armored Tartars dismounting from their horses, holding a shield in one hand and a machete in the other, shouting something loudly.

A group of Tatar cavalry also jumped off their horses and took up their shields and weapons.

"They're going to cut through the fence on foot?"

"Yeah, you're giving up your strengths and fighting us on foot?"

"Isn't this courting death?"

Lin Feng turned around and walked quickly down the platform.

"I have to take action this time. No one can stop these two bronze armors."

Fan Jinsong and Xie Zhong followed closely behind him.

Lin Feng mounted his horse and rode in circles with thirty guards.

"The Tartars want the infantry to charge the camp. Get on your horses, everyone, and use the cavalry to crush them."

After shouting for a while, he came to a place about fifty steps away from the breakthrough point of the Tartar camp and waited immediately.

The two bronze-armored Tartars, Wule and Jiagu, felt helpless.

Shisan was nearly beaten to death, and his bloody appearance frightened them.

A warrior would rather die on the battlefield than be whipped to death by his own people.

So embarrassing.

The two discussed for a long time and found only one way to break through the camp.

That means dismounting, crossing the trench, and charging the camp with infantry.

They just didn't believe that three thousand elite soldiers could not defeat the large army that had always been weak.

Even without war horses, it can still defeat a large number of soldiers.

The two men, holding shields, forced their way across the trench and rushed to the camp fence.

Tongjia was fierce. He raised the machete in his hand and began to chop the logs of the camp fence.

After more than ten cuts, a gap was cut into the log.

Another person continued to swing the knife, and the gap became bigger and bigger.

No one could withstand the powerful attack of the two bronze armored men.

The arrows were blocked by their shields and bronze armor.

In a short while, a huge gap was cut into the camp by two bronze-armored Tartars.

Wule waved his knife behind him and shouted.

Two men in bronze armor led the charge into the camp.

A large number of soldiers had already received orders to leave a gap in the camp fence.

Countless cavalrymen immediately stood by fifty steps away.

In front was Lin Feng, staring coldly at the two bronze-armored men who rushed into the camp.

More and more Tatars poured into the gap in the camp fence.

Lin Feng waved his hand and asked all the soldiers to retreat to make more space.

The Tatars who rushed into the camp shouted loudly, raised their weapons, and rushed towards the cavalry around them.

Lin Feng waved again.

The catapult behind him threw four kerosene cans toward the camp fence, smashing into the crowded Tatar crowd.

The cavalrymen surrounding him were all Lin Feng's veterans, and they did not seem panicked at all.

After hearing the order, they all raised their crossbows and aimed at the Tatars who were gradually approaching.

"shoot!"

With a roar, countless crossbow arrows flew towards the Tatar crowd.

The two bronze-armored Tartars spotted Lin Feng standing in the middle and rushed towards him with swords raised, grinning on their faces.

The thirty guards around Lin Feng all raised their crossbows and waited quietly for the two bronze-armored Tartars to rush forward.

Wule held a heavy sword in his hand and shouted.

"Yin Feng, die!"

His pronunciation was not very accurate, but everyone could hear it clearly.

Lin Feng smiled faintly, it turns out that I am Yin Feng.

When the two men were still about ten steps away, Lin Feng waved his hand.

"Brothers, send them on their way."

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the mechanism, and the powerful bowstring shot the crossbow arrow out.

The crossbows used by Lin Feng's guards were naturally more sophisticated than those used by others, with greater lethality and accuracy.

Thirty crossbow arrows, all with armor-piercing ability.

After only one round of shooting, the two bronze-armored Tartars were covered in crossbow arrows.

Although they tried their best to resist with their shields, they only blocked the vital parts of the body.

When the second round of crossbow arrows flew over, the two bronze-armored Tartars could no longer stand and fell to their knees with a thud.

At this time, they were only a few steps away from Lin Feng's warhorse.

Lin Feng didn't even move, just looked at the two men in bronze armor quietly.

"Using short to defeat long, is this your first time on the battlefield?"

The two bronze-armored men glared at Lin Feng fiercely.

"Yin Feng, die!"

"Fuck, is there anything else you can say?"

Zhao Shuo cursed back loudly.

Jiagu shouted loudly, his expression excited and full of despair.

The soldiers in front of them immediately knew that he was cursing, but no one could understand what he was cursing.

The Tatars who had originally poured into the camp were now bravely charging towards the large number of soldiers.

Suddenly, the kerosene tank exploded and flames filled the place, which could not be put out.

Then they were shot down by a round of crossbow arrows.

The Tartars who rushed in from behind saw the tragic scene and continued to rush forward regardless of their lives.

However, when they saw that their two leaders were kneeling on the ground in front of the leader of the clan, shouting and cursing loudly.

I was confused for a moment.

Lin Feng waved his hands left and right: "Take their heads."

Fan Jinsong and Xie Zhong jumped off their horses, steel knives in hand, and stepped forward.

Each of them swung their sword nearby.

Under the horrified gaze of all the Tartars, he chopped off the heads of the two bronze-armored Tartars with one sword and sent them flying into the air.

This scene shocked everyone beyond words.

Both the large army and the Tartars were petrified in an instant.

The two kneeling bronze-armored Tartars had their heads chopped off by the soldiers' swords without any resistance.

This left an indelible mark in everyone's heart.

The Tatars who rushed into the camp were stunned for a moment, and then they all shouted loudly.

Many Tartar soldiers rushed forward, trying to snatch back the heads of the two bronze-armored Tartars.

He had only taken a dozen steps when he was shot down by a crossbow arrow.

The large army retreated several dozen steps and let in four or five hundred Tatars.

Lin Feng felt that it was about time and waved his hand to give the order.

"charge!"

The soldiers on both sides urged their horses to charge towards the Tatar crowd.

When infantry fought against cavalry, they basically didn't need to swing their swords. They just needed to trample on the cavalry with their horses to make the Tatars lose their ability to resist.

The cavalry on both sides charged crosswise.

The Tartars crowded outside the camp had no idea what was happening inside.

Just keep pushing in.