128: Chapter 128 A Small Touch of Mo Family Mechanical Arts: A Shock

The entire island was mobilized to cut bamboo.

The women could pull bamboo out with their bare hands; after all, the average level on the island was already Tier 3 to Tier 5.

Bamboo tubes were quickly bundled together, each loaded with a hundred arrows.

Then, a layer of Battle Qi was used to seal the bamboo tubes, ensuring they wouldn't break apart before being fired.

Meanwhile, the Floating Island began to retreat, buying time for the soldiers on the island.

While the island was preparing the bamboo tubes, the onlookers, unaware of the truth, were even more anxious than Xu Xuan.

"Xu Xuan is retreating!"

"Xu Xuan's Floating Island is retreating! Let's hurry and run!"

"In the end, the Undead Legion has still invaded the Lord Continent. What should we do?"

"Gargoyles are a Tier 5 unit? Then won't the soldiers in our hands be slaughtered like vegetables by them?"

To mortals, a Tier 5 unit was like a super-soldier.

Mortal soldiers facing Ghouls would only find a dead end!

The muskets in their hands might still be able to put up a fight, but if they used swords or arrows, it would be hard to say.

By now, Miyamoto Takeshi, Jack, William, and Lyon had already hidden far away, watching those 50,000 Gargoyles pounce toward Xu Xuan.

They weren't gloating; instead, they showed deep fear.

"No, even Xu Xuan has retreated. Can we still hold them back?"

"We... we should hurry and run too. The few troops we have aren't even enough to fill the gaps between the Undead Army's teeth."

Hearing this, many people began to lose heart.

Xu Xuan could shoot down that Tier 8 Bone Dragon with a ballista because the Bone Dragon was relatively large and few in number.

Now, 50,000 Gargoyles were flying toward Xu Xuan's island in a dense swarm. This...

50,000 Gargoyles would not be easy to intercept.

Suddenly, Zhou Wu spoke up: "Musket Squad, move out! Climb the cliffs and assist Xu Xuan's defense!"

One could see Zhou Wu sending out his few remaining troops, a Musket Squad totaling 2,000 men.

Having unlocked Gunpowder Technology yesterday, Zhou Wu had manufactured 2,000 Bird-guns overnight. The power of the bullets was decent, but the number of Musketeers was a bit low.

Seeing her brother send his elite troops to support Xu Xuan, Zhou Mei bit her lip: "Brother, your two thousand Musketeers won't be enough, right?"

Early muskets had poor accuracy; they were all crudely made Bird-guns—powerful but inaccurate.

Besides, that was the only Musket Squad in Zhou Wu's hands. He was committing them all?

"If the battle line collapses here, and if Xu Xuan's Floating Island is occupied by the Undead, what will we have to face next?"

Zhou Wu's single sentence made everyone break out in a cold sweat.

If Xu Xuan couldn't hold out, how long could they?

Thinking of this, William from the United Kingdom—the Eagle Country—also immediately sent out his own elites: the English Longbowmen.

"Five thousand longbowmen, support Xu Xuan! Don't say we are all cowards who fear death!"

During the last war with the Undead Legion, they had all fled, and they were mocked by people all over the world for a long time afterward.

This time...

William also had his pride. As a lord of the Great Eagle Empire, the former Empire on which the sun never sets, how could he flee from the battlefield again?

Behind Zhou Wu's 2,000 Musketeers, 5,000 English Longbowmen also followed.

Seeing this situation, the blood of other lords was also stirred.

They couldn't run anymore; a Global Live Stream had started again.

Jack, Novsky, and Lyon had already run once. Did they want to lose face a second time?

Thinking of this, Jack from the USA bit his teeth: "I'll also commit my elites. 1,500 Musketeers, go!"

"My 6,000 French Crossbowmen will also come to support Xu Xuan!"

"Me too! 5,000 Russian Axe-throwers, moving up!"

This group of people finally showed some backbone and spirit.

They had been reported globally for fleeing the battlefield last time. People have pride—at least most of them do.

As for Miyamoto Takeshi, he remained silent, quietly retreating behind the crowd and pretending not to exist.

Meanwhile, most of the lords had already sent their elite ranged units to the top of the canyon, attempting to reinforce Xu Xuan.

[Nearby Chat Channel]

[Zhou Wu: Brother Xuan, we've gathered tens of thousands of ranged troops to support you!]

[William: My longbowmen are at your command! This is my entire fortune, all of them elites.]

[Lyon: To be honest, I won't be heartbroken if my crossbowmen die. Whether we can stop these Gargoyles depends entirely on you.]

[Jack: My Musketeers were made with real gold and silver; the guns were crafted using gold to speed up production. Brother, use them sparingly.]

Xu Xuan sat on the high tower, watching the various national troops climbing the mountain slopes to the summit. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Why are they getting so fired up on their own? Everything is perfectly fine on my end."

Xu Xuan hadn't expected this group of people to start moving themselves to tears and sending their elite troops to help.

He couldn't exactly dampen everyone's enthusiasm, could he? After all, they had really steeled themselves to send their elites to him.

Did these foreign lords mistake his retreat for a defeat?

Feeling somewhat amused, Xu Xuan spoke calmly: "Don't worry about these allies for now. Let's focus on our work. Are the arrow tubes ready?"

"Great King, the ballistae on the front line are ready!" Hu Zi Mei gave Xu Xuan an "OK" gesture.

Following that, Scatter-arrow tubes were placed onto the ballistae.

The 50,000 Gargoyles had finished gathering and were 2.3 kilometers away from the Floating Island.

Seeing this, Xu Xuan waved his hand: "Fire!"

The Scatter-arrow tubes, each bundled with a hundred arrows, were launched. Once fired, the Battle Qi sealing them began to dissipate.

The bamboo tubes disintegrated in mid-air, and the 100 arrows inside scattered simultaneously, creating an effect similar to buckshot.

One ballista firing one Scatter-arrow tube was equivalent to firing 100 arrows.

3,000 ballistae fired in rotation; 3,000 times 100 meant 300,000 arrows!

With three volleys in one minute, 3,000 bamboo tubes unfolded, and 300,000 arrows formed an interception net.

These arrowheads, infused with Battle Qi, became incredibly sharp and could directly pierce through the bodies of the Gargoyles.

In just one minute, half of the 50,000 Gargoyles were wiped out!

The front row of Gargoyles was riddled with arrows like a hornet's nest. Upon death, their bodies turned to stone and disintegrated in mid-air, becoming fragments of rock.

"Second volley, fire!"

At Xu Xuan's command, the three thousand ballistae fired another three volleys.

In the blink of an eye, only two or three thousand of the 50,000 incoming Gargoyles remained...

Looking at these Scatter-arrow tubes that acted like buckshot, everyone was dumbfounded.

Grand Preceptor Wen couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Mo, your Mohist Mechanism Art is indeed interesting."

Mozi cupped his hands very modestly: "I am merely skilled in some small inventions and a bit of mechanics; it's not worth mentioning."

This was just a little shock from Mohist Mechanism Art.

Using ballistae to fire arrows was indeed efficient; the launched arrows were even more lethal and dense!

The foreign lords watching from a distance looked at each other.

"Was... was our excitement for nothing?"

"Xu Xuan can handle it?"

Many people's faces turned red. Just now, during the Global Live Stream, they had been so fired up and passionate.

As it turned out, Xu Xuan didn't need their help at all. They had all become clowns.

Amidst the mix of excitement and embarrassment, only Miyamoto Takeshi showed a very disappointed expression.

"I didn't expect Xu Xuan to block 50,000 Gargoyles. I almost acted prematurely and exposed my identity."