SWDnovel Chapter 307 Divine Archer
Chapter 307 Divine Archer
Those dozen or so people were like bags filled with water, and with a loud bang, they splashed countless drops of blood in all directions.
They died instantly, managing only to squeeze out a meaningless roar from their throats before being completely erased from the world.
The surrounding soldiers were terrified.
However, the disaster was not over yet.
The boulder was not square; rather, it was an irregularly shaped, angular, rounded shape.
and so.
After crushing more than a dozen people and leaving a pile of flesh and blood and shallow pits on the city wall, it jumped up again and continued to roll down the city road.
People around screamed and scattered.
However, a few unlucky people who were slow to react were knocked over by it. With just a slight graze, their arms, shoulders, legs, or feet were crushed.
Finally, Sun Shiwei shouted and thrust his gun downwards, the tip penetrating several inches into the brick before finally stopping the stone.
He bent and sprang the gun barrel, unleashing his inner energy, and his arms trembled.
"Hi……"
He skillfully pushed the large rock off the city wall, creating a deep crater.
The attack by the Heavenly King Army just now, using crossbows and catapults, did not inflict too much damage, but it effectively swept across the city walls and severely dampened the morale of the soldiers.
after all.
Those who were pierced by crossbow bolts and crushed by hurled stones show that standing behind the battlements was not safe either.
Fortunately, after the repeating crossbows have fired all their shots, they need to be reloaded.
It also takes a lot of time for the catapult to rearrange the stones.
The Heavenly King Army cannot yet use these weapons to launch a series of suppressive attacks.
The city walls reeked of blood, and slippery blood flowed over the bricks, seeping into the cracks in the ground.
Yan Nanxing ordered his men to quickly assemble, and then ordered the local militia to come up and carry away the dead and wounded soldiers.
Those that should be buried should be buried, and those that should be rescued should be rescued.
In addition, the city walls cannot be short-handed, and local militia must be brought in to fill the gaps.
Many warriors on the city wall were pale-faced and their legs were trembling.
It is said that martial artists have abundant qi and blood and strong courage, but most martial artists are used to fighting one-on-one.
Three to five people is considered a lot.
A chaotic battle involving dozens of people is something you'd only encounter in gangs or escort missions.
Very few people have the opportunity to face the bloodshed directly on this battlefield where tens of thousands of people are fighting.
Such a scene left many self-proclaimed warriors of steel dumbfounded and their legs weak.
"Ugh..." Xiao Yue's stomach churned, and she vomited.
Fu Hongying was also holding back her vomiting, but when she saw her disciple vomit, she was overwhelmed by the sour smell and the bloody smell in the air, and she also vomited until she felt dizzy and disoriented.
Ji Jin remained unfazed, and even used his long pole to deflect the arrows aimed at the two women.
Wang Daniu didn't find it difficult to adapt.
Anyway, he was always there whenever his fourth brother went to the battlefield, so he had seen plenty of dead bodies.
"This big rock is so annoying..." Wang Daniu muttered.
With such a huge threat above their heads, who could concentrate on dealing with the city below?
Yan Nanxing had already rushed over at this time.
He pointed to the catapults and repeating crossbows positioned behind the thousand-man army.
"Brother Yang... from that distance, can you really hit it and smash the catapult to pieces?"
"Most of the crossbows on the city wall were made during the reign of Emperor Jinghe; they're all rotten and can't be fired now..."
"A few of the weapons made in this dynasty cannot shoot that far."
"The craftsmen in the manor have been working hard these past few days to finish it, but it will still take a few more days."
He looked at Yang Silang with anticipation.
During the year and a half that Yan Nanxing had also become a grandmaster, but he had focused all his martial arts skills on horseback spear and foot saber.
He wasn't that good at archery; he knew he couldn't shoot that far.
If those tools are not destroyed.
The crossbow carts were firing their crossbows intermittently, and the catapults were also dropping heavy stones. The defenders on the city walls were half-hearted, ready to flee at any moment.
How could they possibly have the mind to guard against the enemy forces below the city?
It was only a short while he was tidying up the mess on the wall.
below.
Taking advantage of the chaos in the defenses on the walls, when arrows became scarce, countless civilians carried bags of earth and threw them into the moat.
Even when forced by the Heavenly King's soldiers with knives drawn, they took soil bags from the backs of the dead or dying civilians who had fallen to the ground after being hit by arrows, preparing to continue filling the ditches.
If the moat is filled in to create a passage, then large siege weapons can reach directly to the base of the city walls.
This city is in danger.
Yang Silang squinted at the siege equipment in the distance.
The Heavenly King Army also guarded against the destruction of their equipment, so they deliberately positioned it behind the Thousand-Man Formation.
It was about seven or eight hundred paces from the city wall.
At this distance, a crossbow bolt from the city wall could actually reach it.
This crossbow is a three-bow ballista with a base, requiring more than twenty people to operate. Each arrow is about the same length and size as a spear.
However, the problem was that Jiangdong Province had been at peace for a long time, and the provincial government had not experienced war for hundreds of years.
Therefore, the main crossbows on the city wall were made during the reign of the previous emperor, and now even the crossbow strings have rotted away.
A few crossbows made during the reign of Emperor Yongchang were merely for show, and could only shoot three or four hundred paces away.
This provincial capital is so large, but in terms of long-range strike capability, it's actually about the same as the prefectures below it.
Who would have thought of that?
The distance chosen by the Heavenly King Army was clearly carefully selected.
Actually, they were too timid. If they had gone another two hundred steps, the people on the city wall wouldn't have been able to reach them.
Yang Silang squinted and looked around. There were three catapults and six repeating crossbow carts there.
Especially outside the catapult, there were sandbags piled up, obviously to prevent the soldiers from sabotaging it.
"I can hit the target, but I can only shoot four arrows!"
Yang Silang gave a discount.
"After that, my true energy was exhausted, and I needed to rest properly for a day."
In fact, recovery is just a matter of using one supernatural power and resting for a quarter of an hour.
"I still have disciples and friends here."
If we don't set conditions now, when will we?
This place is a meat grinder, and he doesn't want his people wasting their time here, since swords and blades have no eyes.
When Yan Nanxing heard that Yang Silang could shoot four arrows, his eyes lit up, and he laughed and patted Yang Silang on the shoulder.
"Shiro, four arrows are enough!"
"If only you could destroy those three catapults."
"As for the repeating crossbows, we have a way to deal with them. We can set up curtains on the city walls to shield them from most of the damage."
"As for your friends, Brother Yang, aren't they also my friends?"
"I vouch for you, you fought bravely to the point of exhaustion, wounded and unable to fight any longer."
"So go and rest, you don't even need to come tomorrow."
"Brother Yang, go ahead and shoot..." Yan Nanxing said readily, "Whether you succeed or not, I'll allow you to leave the city."
"We'll just do our best."
The catapult was a large siege weapon, and it was positioned there like a courtyard, several stories high.
It made extensive use of hardwood and copper and iron components.
Yan Nanxing didn't expect Yang Silang to actually shatter the catapult with a single arrow; he only needed to destroy the key components.
This means the Heavenly King Army will have to spend several days remaking and replacing the parts.
Within a few days, the new ballistae were made and installed on the city walls.
Yang Silang nodded.
He put his hands on his hips, raised his bow, took a deep breath, and squinted one eye at a distance of eight hundred paces.
At this distance, an ordinary person standing there would appear as small as a soybean.
The enormous catapult could only be discerned as an outline, and was not much bigger than a box.
He mobilized the wood-elemental true energy within his dantian, which flowed through his meridians and filled his eyes. In an instant, the world in his eyes suddenly expanded.
After a distance of eight hundred paces, the catapult was clearly visible, as if it were right in front of us.
Even the dozens of people who were tending to each catapult running back and forth could see it clearly.
They were all unarmored, wearing only cotton trousers in the cold weather and just undershirts, because the trebuchet required manpower to provide some of the pulling force, and they were all sweating profusely.
Yang Silang glanced at it only once, his eyes fixed on the catapult.
He was observing and aiming at the same time.
Yan Nanxing hurriedly gave the order, and a group of soldiers carrying iron shields surrounded Yang Silang in the center.
Wang Daniu, Fu Hongying, Ji Jinliang, Xiao Yue, and others carried guns and knives to prevent the incoming crossbow bolts from affecting Yang Silang.
Yang Silang only had eyes for the catapult, and waited to adjust his breathing to be steady.
He suddenly raised his bow and drew the string to its fullest extent without hesitation. A beam of light formed and flashed in the air from the bowstring.
Yang Silang's blood and qi surged, a thin red mist emanated from his body, and his arms strained as his fiery red true qi erupted.
Generally speaking, the best time to use a bow is when the tide rises and all the trees are strong, as this will result in a more accurate and stable shot.
But at such a long distance, he used the Azure Wood Wildfire Palm from the Five Elements Fist, using wood to generate fire, so that the explosive force could shoot even further and be more destructive.
"go……"
He suddenly released the string when it was fully drawn!
Whoosh!
An arrow of light flew from the city wall into the sky, tracing an arc as it shot into the distance.
"Bang! Bang!"
The light arrow had not yet landed.
Yang Silang drew the bowstring with lightning speed and shot two more arrows in an instant before putting the bow away.
His face was flushed red, sweat was billowing from his head and forming a column of vapor, and his eyes showed signs of exhaustion.
"Walk……"
Yang Silang turned around, picked up his bow, and left.
His expression remained calm and composed, exuding an air of authority. The soldiers protecting him instinctively took two steps back to make way for him.
"Sigh... Brother Yang... Shall we fire another arrow?"
"Didn't you say you could shoot four times?"
Yan Nanxing was extremely anxious, feeling that Yang Silang was being arrogant, turning around and leaving without even checking the results.
Wang Daniu and the others were taken aback, unsure whether to stay or leave.
Xiao Yue, however, blindly trusted her advisor and hurriedly followed.
now.
Behind the thousand-strong army below the city.
The three catapults are ready to launch a new round of boulders.
Suddenly, someone was startled to hear a sharp, whistling sound cutting through the air.
Some of the bandits looked up and saw a beam of light rushing towards them.
The arrow of light was only the size of an ordinary long arrow when it was shot from the city wall, but after flying eight hundred paces, it landed here and was as large as a roof beam.
"Enemy attack!" a bandit soldier cried out in anguish.
However, it was too late.
Boom boom boom!
It rang almost three times in a row.
A beam of light descended from the sky and slammed into the catapult.
The trebuchet itself was a colossal machine, several stories high and as large as a courtyard.
However, the beam of light fell with a loud bang.
This sophisticated siege weapon, constructed from the finest hardwood and steel, was blasted to pieces!
Countless fragments of hardwood and steel swept across the surrounding area, creating a death spiral zone within a radius of several feet at an extremely fast speed.
A trebuchet requires dozens of people and animals to operate.
At this moment, countless people and animals screamed in agony as their bodies were pierced by fragments, and some were even thrown back several steps by the impact before their bodies hit the ground.
Three catapults and over a hundred bandits were instantly annihilated.
Three catapults and over a hundred bandits were instantly annihilated.
Only three large craters remained on the ground, and the surrounding area was stained crimson with blood.
On the city wall.
The soldiers were completely stunned.
The scene was so overwhelming that they forgot to cheer.
Yan Nanxing's voice trembled with excitement.
"Okay, okay!"
"Brother Yang, what a brilliant archer!"
He turned his head, wanting to hug Yang Silang and vent his excitement.
But where is Yang Silang now on the city wall?