59: Famous scenes of enemies spraying each other

Bai Lingyue stood at the highest point of the Arrow Tower, her white clothes fluttering, her silver hair dancing, like a goddess of ice and snow.

She scanned the Soldiers below, and the invisible Qi field emanating from her made the originally somewhat restless team quickly quiet down.

Mo Yan stood on the wooden wall, looking west.

The wind and snow were still heavy.

In the distant snow, some swaying black dots appeared.

The black dots grew more and more numerous, gradually merging into a continuous mass, surging towards the territory like a tide.

Heavy footsteps, mixed with the clanging of armor, faintly reached them through the wind and snow.

A chilling killing intent assailed them!

More than five hundred people were enough to easily overwhelm most Lv2 or even Lv3 territories.

The enemy was coming fiercely, clearly with a determined resolve to win, intending to flatten his territory in one fell swoop!

Unfortunately… they had found the wrong opponent!

Mo Yan took a deep breath, and the cold air rushed into his lungs, making his mind clearer.

He looked up at Bai Lingyue, then at the Soldiers behind him, who were standing ready.

“They’re here!”

From the top of the Arrow Tower, Wang Wu’s hoarse roar came!

“The enemy vanguard has entered our sight, approximately eight hundred meters away, their formation is scattered, like they were hastily put together!”

Eight hundred meters!

This distance was already very close for an Archer.

Bai Lingyue raised a hand, her posture elegant, but her voice clearly spread throughout the ranks: “Archers, prepare!”

Above the wooden wall, forty Archers simultaneously drew their bowstrings full, their arrowheads glinting with cold light, aiming at the distant enemy figures.

After yesterday’s brutal training, their expressions were still tense, but their movements were much more standardized than before.

“Spearmen, form up!” Bai Lingyue ordered again.

Over a hundred Spearmen quickly formed a dense spear formation.

The front-row Soldiers half-crouched, thrusting their long spears diagonally upwards, while the back-row Soldiers rested their long spears on the shoulders of the front-row Soldiers, layer upon layer, forming a steel jungle.

Their leather armor and reinforced long spears glinted coldly in the faint morning light.

Mo Yan watched Bai Lingyue direct with methodical precision, his heart settling slightly.

Her commanding ability was indeed remarkable.

In a short period, she had initially integrated this mixed team of veterans and new recruits.

“Sir, the ones charging at the very front of the enemy are a group of… ragged people?”

Wang Wu’s voice came from the Arrow Tower again, with a hint of doubt.

Ragged?

Mo Yan and Bai Lingyue frowned simultaneously, their gazes sharply fixed on the front of the enemy formation.

Soon, they also saw clearly.

Charging at the very front were about forty to fifty people, wearing worn-out cloth clothes, some even barefoot in the snow, holding various weapons: wooden sticks, stones, and even farm tools.

Their eyes were blank, their expressions dull, like walking corpses, driven by the leather-armored Soldiers behind them, rushing towards the territory.

“They are cannon fodder.”

Bai Lingyue’s eyes were cold as she uttered two words.

Mo Yan’s face also darkened, a surge of ferocity rising in his chest.

Using innocent civilians to deplete the defenders’ arrows and stamina, such a despicable tactic.

Only those inhumane scoundrels could employ it!

Bai Lingyue’s voice grew even colder: “Archers, prioritize shooting down those wearing leather armor behind them!”

She had no pity for these coerced cannon fodder, but she would also not waste precious arrows on them.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!

Upon the command, the Archers on the wooden wall immediately released their bowstrings.

Forty barbed arrows, with a sharp whooshing sound, flew over the cannon fodder, accurately shooting towards the enemy Soldiers behind them.

Pfft!

Screams erupted.

The Soldiers charging at the front were caught off guard, and seven or eight of them were hit by arrows and fell to the ground instantly.

They rolled in agony on the snow, and their blood quickly stained the white snow beneath them.

The barbed arrows had good penetrating power, and ordinary leather armor could hardly withstand them.

The enemies behind clearly did not expect the opponent’s arrows to be so precise and sharp, and their formation showed a slight disturbance.

“Continue firing! Three volleys, fire!” Bai Lingyue ordered again.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Another three volleys of arrows poured out, one hundred and twenty arrows covering the enemy’s front-row area.

This time, the enemy’s wooden shields played some role, but still, over a dozen people were hit by arrows, wailing in the snow.

The enemy’s vanguard had already lost nearly thirty people when they were still about five hundred meters from the territory!

The effect was significant!

The morale of the Soldiers within the territory immediately rose considerably upon seeing this scene.

Mo Yan looked at the enemy’s casualties, his eyes still calm.

This much loss was not a crippling blow to the enemy.

The real hard battle was yet to come.

The cannon fodder had already rushed to about two hundred meters outside the territory.

“Baka yarou!”

At the rear of the enemy formation, on a makeshift simple command platform, a short Japanese Lord, Yamamoto, looked at the battle situation and cursed in exasperation.

Beside him, a tall and burly Eagle Country Lord, John, had a livid face.

Pointing at the continuously falling Soldiers in front, he roared furiously:

“Yamamoto-kun! Is this the soft persimmon from the Dragon Country that you swore to guarantee?!”

“What’s wrong with their Archers? The power of their arrows is more than one grade stronger than what our scouts detected!”

“Our men haven’t even gotten close to their walls, and we’ve already suffered such heavy losses.”

“Tell me, what’s going on?!”

Yamamoto’s face was also very grim, veins bulging on his forehead, and large beads of sweat oozing from his temples.

He also hadn’t expected this seemingly ordinary Dragon Country territory to have such fierce defensive firepower, completely beyond his expectations.

“Lord John, the intelligence… the intelligence said they only had ordinary Spearmen, and the number and equipment of their Archers were very poor!”

Yamamoto stared intently at the distant wooden wall, his voice even trembling slightly, trying to defend himself.

“Our scouts couldn’t have been wrong, they must have hidden their strength!”

“Bullshit!” John directly burst out a curse, his spit almost spraying onto Yamamoto’s face, “If your intelligence were accurate, we would have already flattened their territory by now!”

“Look how many men we’ve lost, those cannon fodder are almost all dead, they barely consumed any of the enemy’s arrows.”

“Not a few Soldiers have fallen behind either, every single one of them was painstakingly trained by me!”

John’s heart was bleeding; those were the core combat forces of his territory, to be lost so inexplicably here, how could he not be enraged!

Yamamoto was sprayed in the face by John’s fury, secretly gritting his teeth, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, but he still suppressed his anger: “Lord John, please calm down, this must be an accident!”

“That Dragon Country Lord is too cunning!”

“Their arrows can’t possibly be so plentiful all the time, tell the Soldiers to hold their ground and defend with shields!”

“As long as we get close, their wooden wall is simply vulnerable, and then, the wealth and women inside will all be ours!”

Yamamoto tried to incite John.

John, burning with rage, pushed Yamamoto away: “Hold their ground? With what? With the lives of our Soldiers?”

He looked suspiciously at Yamamoto, his eyes full of distrust and scrutiny.

“Yamamoto, I seriously suspect your intelligence has a fatal error! The strength of this Dragon Country Lord far exceeds our estimations!”

“Are you hiding something from me?”