"Puff--" The one-meter-long wolf-toothed arrow easily penetrated the bodies of the rebel soldiers, constantly making the sound of sharp arrows entering the flesh. A thousand wolf-toothed arrows were like the god of death falling from the sky, and immediately swept the attacking rebels out of a vacuum. All of the rebels were shot to the ground, and the ground was filled with shaking arrows, like hedgehogs.

The sharp arrows used to the body of the rebels and smashed their heads. Many rebels fell to the ground and let out painful wails. The entire attacking rebels were stunned. They saw the eyes of those struggling companions who showed fear for the first time.

"Storm up and slaughter them!" The vulture roared loudly with the war hammer, motivating the rebel soldiers.

"Kill--" The rebel soldiers ran up again. They held their shiny battle knives, raised their battle axes, and thrust guns, and charged along the gentle slope towards the Pioneer Battalion defense line in the Gran Heights.

Faced with these roaring enemies, the archers and arrow soldiers of the Pioneer Camp were expressionless and kept bent their bows and arrows. They didn't even have time to check their results. They shot an arrow almost every minute. Under the attack of such powerful long-range power, the rebels of the Vulture Flags, which advocated bandit-style attacks, paid a heavy price.

Their dense stormtroopers allowed archers to shoot the enemy without aiming. The land where the rebels of the Vulture Flag regiment charged were covered with rebel corpses full of arrows. Before they rushed to the Nanchuan Army's position, they had already suffered more than a thousand soldiers.

The dead soldiers were lying on the cold ground, blood flowing, invading the earth, and the injured soldiers were lying on the ground and struggling to wail in pain, but no one cares about them now. If they could persevere until the end of the war, they might still be able to survive. Now everyone is attacking, and the injured they can only lie on the ground and wail. Their wailing sounds greatly affect the morale of the attacking rebels.

After paying a heavy price, the rebels led by the vulture surged up the gentle slope like a tide. As long as they rushed up the gentle slope, they arrived at the Gran Heights. Although the gentle slope was only a short distance, they were destined to make their heads bleed on this cruel battlefield.

"Smash!" The dense rebels followed the gentle slope and rushed towards the Nanchuan Army's position. The 1,000 soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion who had been waiting on the gentle slope raised the stones in their hands and smashed them hard.

The rebel soldiers who were charging forward were immediately hit by stones and their heads were bleeding. The stones in winter were hard and cold, and they were extremely painful when they hit their bodies. Although the rebels tried their best to avoid the stones attacked, the team was too dense and there was no way to hide. Rebel soldiers were constantly knocked down on the gentle slope and rolled down the gentle slope, leading the soldiers behind them to the gentle slope. For a moment, the crowds rolled and screamed endlessly.

The soldiers of the vanguard battalion who had smashed the stones quickly retreated. The rebel soldiers, full of anger, rushed up the gentle slope with swords and guns. Before they could breathe, they were on the verge of arrows. If the arrows fell from the sky under the gentle slope, then the arrows were now shot straight away. Dozens of rebel soldiers who were the first to attack the gentle slopes were overturned to the ground before they stood firm. At such a close distance, their armor was as pale as paper, easily penetrated by the arrows, bringing out a rain of blood.

The vulture was lucky. He just came out and saw the oncoming rain of arrows, so he rolled over and escaped. However, seeing his people being shot to the ground and screamed, he shouted out in a fury behind him: "Shield! Shield!"

The defense of the Nanchuan Army was not passive defense. Lin Chuan established a series of defense systems. Now this deep defense system was established according to Lin Chuan's daily training. The purpose was to delay contact time as much as possible when the enemy charges, consume the enemy's vitality, and attack the enemy's morale.

Under the roar of the vulture, hundreds of rebel soldiers holding shields rushed to the front, and finally temporarily blocked the shooting of the arrows. Seeing the archers hiding not far away, the vulture and his rebel soldiers wanted to tear them apart, but obviously, they could not.

Although they blocked the shooting of the arrows, they faced another problem, that is, there were two deep trenches in front of them, which were two or three meters deep, blocking them. If they wanted to attack the Nanchuan army, they had to cross two or three meters deep and more than three meters wide trenches. The vultures had the urge to curse.

Many rebel soldiers tried to cross two trenches, but unfortunately, the trenches were too wide and they had fallen into them before they jumped over and their bodies were penetrated by sharpened wood inside the trenches, and they could not die any more.

The vulture was a cruel man. Seeing the soldier who was penetrated by wood, he shouted behind him: "Fill in the body!"

The bodies of the rebel soldiers who were shot by the Pioneer Battalion's arrows were thrown into the trenches, and even the injured and undead soldiers were thrown into it. In just a short time, the trenches originally set up by the Pioneer Battalion were filled with complete corpses.

In order to prevent the rebel soldiers from filling the trench, the archers from the Pioneer Battalion kept shooting. Many rebel soldiers who dragged the corpses soon turned into corpses and were thrown into the trench. The scene was tragic.

Mu Xue personally sat in the defense line. Seeing that the two trenches that blocked the enemy were actually filled with their own bodies by the rebels, he was shocked and frightened by the rebels' ruthlessness.

"Babys! Kill me!" The vulture stepped on the passage where the soldiers' bodies were filled with landfills, and held the war hammer and roared to the sky. At this moment, he was already filled with anger. The soldiers behind him were also very angry. Like black waves, they rushed towards the position of the Pioneer Battalion. The huge pressure made the soldiers guarding the trenches breathe rapidly.

"Crazy--" The barbed wire set up was quickly submerged by the rebel soldiers. The roaring rebels' eyes were red at this moment, and they were out of reach when they saw the archers who kept shooting archers.

Seeing the rebels rushing towards them, Mu Xue sighed. If there were octagonal cow crossbows, they would definitely cause more damage to them. However, because they were marching in a hurry, they were not carrying heavy crossbow machines like them. Now they can only use wolf-tooth arrows to consume the rebels' vitality.

"Rubber!" Mu Xue pulled out the sword on his waist. The sword was shining with a cold light, and the blade was sharp.

The soldiers of the Five Thousand Pioneer Battalions who followed Mu Xue all pulled out their weapons, looked at the rebels who were rushing towards them coldly. They were full of fighting spirit and were also eager to kill.

"Bang bang!" Dozens of rebels hit the shield wall hard, and the huge force made many shield warriors fly backwards.

"Spike--" Countless sharp spears poked out from behind the shield. The sharp spears pierced the bodies of the rebel soldiers. They fell in pieces, but as more and more rebels hit the shield wall, the shield wall of the first line of defense was knocked out, and the two vanguard battalions of the 100-man team were soon overwhelmed by the rebels. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!