chsdbacks Chapter 52 A Young Hero, One Arrow to the Throat!
Chapter 52 A Young Hero, One Arrow to the Throat!
Once atop the city wall, many of the gathered martial artists recognized Zhao An's name and greeted him or nodded in acknowledgment.
Among them were many people Zhao An recognized.
Among those who took the exam together, including Xu Hong, who was in his thirties and ranked second in the martial arts exam, as well as the young Shen Pan, and many other candidates, were listed.
In addition, many martial arts disciples from the martial arts academy did not cower at home, but stood here with passion and enthusiasm.
In addition, the powerful families in the inner city also contributed their efforts, sending their private bands and martial arts-trained servants to guard the city.
Zhao An gazed northeastward, towards Mangshui Bay.
His eyesight was excellent, and he could vaguely see many figures moving along several winding mountain paths, slowly approaching the county town where he was located!
If that is the arriving Moon Clan army, then they are not far from besieging the city.
"I've heard that the Moon People can all use magic, it's quite strange." A martial artist standing near Zhao An suddenly spoke up.
"I've heard that the Moon People are all monsters, with blue faces and fangs, and they even devour people!" another martial artist chimed in.
"So, these western barbarians must be terrifying?" A young man, holding a bow in his hand, swallowed hard and muttered to himself.
"What's there to be afraid of? No matter how scary it looks, it's still just flesh and blood. How can it withstand a barrage of arrows from us!" the warrior said, trying to sound brave.
"Yes, don't be afraid. They can't get onto the city walls, let alone break through the gates!"
During the conversation, a dozen fast horses had already arrived a mile outside the city, and the fully armored knights on horseback looked around to check for possible ambushes.
Zhao An looked closely and saw that this Moon Man was not as terrifying as the rumored three heads and six arms. At least his body, covered by armor, was no different from that of an ordinary person.
"General, let us fire a few arrows first to dampen the spirits of the Yue people!" a young warrior suddenly shouted.
The county garrison commander in charge of the archers on the city wall shook his head and said, "Don't waste your energy and arrows. How can you shoot a mile?"
Increasing the draw weight of a bow can indeed continuously increase the maximum range of an arrow, but the actual increase in the effective range that can produce lethal damage is not significant.
The greater the distance, the less the effective range increases; it cannot be stacked indefinitely.
The increase in tension has a significant impact on the exaggerated power at close range.
The reason the other party stopped a mile away was because that was a fairly safe distance.
Even if arrows were shot at them, it would be difficult to pose a threat to those wearing armor.
"How will we know if we don't try?" the young martial artist said, raising his head, showing no intention of giving up.
The county garrison commander frowned, somewhat impatient. His deputy suddenly stepped forward and whispered, "He is a martial arts student who passed the martial arts examination this year."
Upon hearing this, the general suppressed his temper and thought, "Well, there are more arrows than people in the city, so wasting a few won't matter."
"Granted."
The young warrior chuckled, decisively drew his bow and arrow, and fired with all his might at the armored cavalrymen in the distance.
This man's archery skills are indeed superb; he can accurately lock onto a head with an arrow shot from a mile away!
Unfortunately, even the power of the six-stone bow in this man's hand was insufficient, and the arrow bounced off the opponent's iron helmet.
The cavalryman didn't even bother to raise his shield to block.
Now, the young martial artist was losing face and, unwilling to give up, shot a few more arrows, all to the same degree.
"At this distance, you have to shoot right into their eyes," another martial artist said, shaking his head.
At this point, some warriors also tried to shoot, but without exception, the arrows stuck in the ground, which only drew laughter from the Lunarian cavalry.
Xu Hong gave up after shooting two arrows. He wanted to shoot at the horse under the opponent, but the arrows were blocked by the shield.
"Brother Zhao, why don't you give it a try? If shooting men is hopeless, shooting horses might be feasible," Xu Hong said to Zhao An, who was standing not far away.
He knew Zhao An's strength; if anyone among the martial artists could possibly kill someone with a single shot, it would only be this top-ranked martial arts student.
Zhao An didn't say anything, but silently raised the large bow in his hand, nocked a dark iron arrow, the arrowhead reflecting a cold light under the blazing sun.
Draw the bow to its fullest extent!
Boom!
The sound of the bowstring was unusual, even somewhat jarring to those around it.
The iron arrow shot off and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant, its speed so fast that its trajectory was impossible to track.
Even Zhao An could only see the streak of black light he shot out fly by, arriving in front of the live target in the blink of an eye!
"Huh?" The Moon Clan cavalryman was initially somewhat nonchalant, but as soon as he turned his head, before he could react, the sudden flash of dark light pierced through his neck, throwing him and his horse off the horse.
The horse was startled and ran away, while the cavalryman fell to the ground, motionless.
The arrow killed him instantly, drawing cheers from the city walls!
Xu Hong opened his mouth, but his intention was to have Zhao An shoot an arrow at the horse.
Unexpectedly, Zhao An killed someone with an arrow.
Even the county garrison commander was astonished; there were such fierce warriors on the city walls!
To take the enemy's soul with a single arrow—truly a young hero!
"Even an ordinary nine-stone bow shouldn't have such a range..." the general muttered to himself.
Zhao An showed no sign of stopping, firing one iron arrow after another.
All that remained were the buzzing of bowstrings and the whooshing of arrows through the air.
The Nine Stone Bow did not have such a long shooting range, but Zhao An also used the newly mastered finger technique!
Using the penetrating finger technique, one gathers and condenses internal energy within the body, then releases it through the fingertips, effectively adding another layer of kinetic energy to the iron arrow.
Therefore, the arrows shot were far more powerful than ordinary ones!
A mile away, a single arrow to the throat!
Zhao An's archery talent was not high. Even with the help of the Soul Slave's hard training, he could not hit the target every time in actual combat, but he could shoot a lot!
After a dozen or so arrows were fired, four or five of the Moon Clan knights were shot down in a panic, and the rest had to flee several miles away.
[Those who have committed numerous evils will be accepted as sinful souls!]
[Those who have committed numerous evils will be accepted as sinful souls!]
[Those who have committed numerous evils will be accepted as sinful souls!]
Of the five Moon Knights who were shot, three were red-named.
Although he was unsure how to define a red name on the battlefield, it was clear that whoever killed the most people on the battlefield was not necessarily a red name.
Otherwise, after a large-scale battle, the names of soldiers on both sides would be infamous.
In military camps, even elite soldiers who have been on the battlefield are unlikely to avoid becoming "red names" (indicating they have been killed in battle).
Those battle-hardened generals deserve even greater accusations; their crimes are unforgivable.
But in fact, when he looked down at those old generals on the city walls and those veterans who had been on the battlefield, many of them were still colorless and transparent, or had gray names; only a few had red names.
The three moon-human souls floated out of the corpse and flew straight into Zhao An's hand, where he threw them into the soul pool to cleanse them.
The increase in soul slaves is a good thing, and it's one of the reasons he came here.
However, he also had doubts. He was not sure if this Moon Soul Slave was as useful as other Soul Slaves. He would have to try it out to find out.