Some were shot straight through the chest. Some tumbled from their horses, their feet caught in stirrups as they were dragged forward. Some horses kicked corpses and immediately toppled over. The chain reaction threw the charging force into chaos.
But some men circled around their own people and charged at the formation from the flanks.
"Keep shooting!" Ji Bu shouted.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Hand crossbows had a shorter range than bows, but they were easier to use. At a distance of one hundred meters, they had enough time to fire three or four volleys.
Thud, thud, thud, thud~~~!
The Goguryeo men charging forward again were riddled with bolts once more.
"Reload!"
"Keep firing!"
Another group of Goguryeo men was nailed to the ground. In just three rounds of crossbow fire, roughly six or seven hundred men had been eliminated.
The Qin army had swept across the world by relying on this method of warfare. After several volleys of arrows, they would wipe out nearly half the enemy's strength. By the time they engaged in close combat, the enemy would already be exhausted, while the Qin army could press their advantage and win in one push.
Wen Huan's eyes were bloodshot. They had not even reached the enemy, yet they had already suffered such heavy losses. But he knew he had no way back. He could only charge.
"Kill them! Avenge our people!" Wen Huan roared, accelerating once more.
Facing the charging enemy, the shield soldiers at the front stood firm without fear. The guards Qin Shi Huang had assigned to Jiang Hao were all the finest soldiers in the Qin army. They had experienced countless bloody battles, and the enemy charging at them stirred no fear in their hearts.
Their hearts had long been tempered into steel.