Chapter 267: The killer! (Thanks to the book friend who likes mini for the reward! Please subscribe!)

Although the Khitan cavalry suffered about seventy or eighty casualties from the critical hit of the Zhenwu Army's firearms, they still rushed forward fearlessly, surrounded the Zhenwu Army's camp, and began to fire arrows continuously.

"Shield bearers, move forward!" Liang Xuezhan gave the order calmly.

Two hundred shieldmen arrived at the front of the team. Thanks to their efforts, more than half of the arrows shot by the Khitan cavalry were blocked.

However, as a nomadic people, the Khitans were indeed very good at riding and archery, and their bows and arrows were very sharp. Although they had the double protection of shields and cotton armor, there were still many unlucky infantrymen who were shot in vital parts, and either died on the spot or lay on the ground groaning in pain.

Although the military doctors in the camp have tried their best to rescue the wounded, it is just a drop in the bucket. They have tried their best and can only save as many as they can. It all depends on individual luck...

When the two sides were competing in long-range strikes, Ye Mingsheng's troops were not equipped with enough firearms, and the weakness of the long shooting interval of the firearms was fully exposed. Every time the Khitan cavalry shot six or seven arrows, Ye Mingsheng and his muskets and tiger squat cannons only fired two or three times.

Yesterday, because the battle had just begun, the failure rate of firearms was not high, so we were still able to fight back and forth with the Khitan cavalry.

However, as the fighting situation intensified yesterday, the intensive use of firearms led to unexpected situations such as barrel explosion, which increased the failure rate of firearms. The number of usable firearms also gradually decreased. As a result, they are now at a disadvantage and suppressed by the Khitan cavalry's archery.

As the number of casualties among the soldiers in the Third Battalion gradually increased, Liang Xuezhan, the front-line commander, saw the situation and felt anxious, but he didn't have any particularly good solution.

After all, the Khitan cavalry was in the area of ​​50 steps. If the soldiers who had already formed a battle formation were allowed to disperse at this time, the Khitan cavalry would take advantage of the situation and charge, and everyone would be doomed.

"Sir, do you think it's okay to use your secret weapon now?"

Seeing his soldiers being shot and killed one after another, Liang Xuezhan, with bleeding heart, gritted his teeth and asked Ye Mingsheng for instructions. After that, Liang Xuezhan glanced at the large wooden boxes under the watchtower.

After taking a look at the Khitan cavalry fifty steps away, Ye Mingsheng said nothing, but just shook his head.

Fifty steps is equivalent to about forty meters. At this distance, the things he prepared can't exert much power at all...

Honestly speaking, the things he prepared would be very effective in a surprise attack the first time, but when it was used the second time, Yelu Yan would be on guard and the power would be greatly reduced.

Liang Xuezhan, who was rejected by Ye Mingsheng, could only keep adjusting the formation to make it more compact, so that the shields in the hands of the shield bearers could cover a larger area, protect more soldiers and reduce casualties.

Yelu Yan, who was at the Khitan army formation, looked at the Zhenwu army camp that was suppressed by the rain of arrows, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. He looked at Yelu Han Ge beside him and said:

"Damn it! I thought too highly of that bastard Ye Mingsheng. It seems I overestimated him, hahaha!" "Yes, eldest prince. There are hundreds of casualties in the Zhou army camp. They are about to collapse!" Yelu Hange also nodded and said excitedly:

"Yes! Pass the order down. After the arrows are shot, we can charge the camp!"

"We are going to have lunch in Ye Mingsheng's damn camp!" Yelu Yan, full of pride, waved his hand and said heroically:
"Yes!"

Xiao Xiu, Yelu Hange and other Khitan generals bowed their hands and accepted the order:

Half a cup of tea later, the Khitan cavalry, who had shot all their arrows, finally stopped riding and shooting, and rushed towards the camp. For a moment, the sound of horse hooves was deafening. The camp seemed like a lone boat on the rough sea, in danger of capsizing at any time if a wave came...

Just as the two generals He Jingyun and Liang Xuezhang looked disheartened and shouted in their hearts that their lives were over, Ye Mingsheng, who had always been sitting on the Diaoyutai without any disturbance, finally showed a smug smile on his face, as if his trick had succeeded, and said to Ye Dong beside him lightly:
"It's time to start!"

Ye Dong received the order and left. The next second, under Ye Dong's leadership, the soldiers who were already prepared opened the big boxes and took out strangely shaped things that looked like wooden hammers. However, what was surprising was that the bottoms of these wooden hammers were covered with a layer of oil paper.

Each of the thirty personal soldiers was given three such "hammers". They acted quickly, stood at the forefront of the formation, and waited for the Khitan cavalry to approach.

Looking at these unremarkable wooden hammers in the hands of the personal soldiers, He Jingyun, Liang Xuechang and others, who were already pale as death, were even more disappointed, with despair in their eyes. They had not expected that Ye Mingsheng's so-called secret weapon was actually such a small thing?
This mallet may not even be used for carpentry work...
Do you, Ye Mingsheng, expect to rely on this thing to kill those terrifying Khitan cavalry one by one?
Just as the two of them were secretly cursing Ye Mingsheng's self-righteousness and arbitrariness in their hearts, the Khitan cavalry had already arrived within twenty steps outside the camp.

The people in the camp could even vaguely see the ferocious expressions on the faces of these Khitans and the scimitars in their hands flashing with cold light.

At this moment, thirty personal soldiers led by Ye Dong pierced the layer of oil paper wrapped around the bottom of the wooden hammer in their hands and took out a small rope from it.

At this time, the other bodyguards took out a fire starter from their arms and lit the small rope.

The next second, these wooden hammers with burning ropes were thrown by the personal soldiers towards the charging Khitans!

Faced with the thirty "hammers" that fell from the sky, no matter whether it was the Khitans or the Zhou army soldiers in the camp, no one cared. No one thought that such a small thing would have any effect...

However, the next second, except for Ye Mingsheng and his personal soldiers, everyone was stunned. Those wooden hammers, which seemed harmless to them, actually exploded violently after falling to the ground. Countless Khitan cavalry, along with their horses, did not even have time to shout. They were instantly blown to the ground and died by the shock wave generated by the explosion.

Just when the Khitans hadn’t figured out what was happening, the second and third waves of wooden hammers flew out from the hands of Ye Mingsheng’s personal soldiers and fell into the Khitan cavalry...
(The new writing is still hot, although it may be a bit short, but sorry, I really don’t have any drafts saved, I always write and sell them at the same time, so in order to ensure attendance, I can only upload these first. I will definitely post tomorrow’s content early, please understand! Ps: Who thought of the wooden-handled grenade?)
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