C243 Intervention to pacify the chaos of the Phoenix and the Sun (Part II)

When Seventh Elder was leading his men in the charge, the second round of arrow rain had arrived. This time, it was a salvo, and the first thirty arrows were usually used for mid range covering attacks, usually used as a counter to the charging Cavalry. Now that it was used by Gongsun Ze Tian, it also had the same effect.

He only saw that the square formation in three of the directions used 30 degrees of angle shooting at the same time, while the troops behind the house still used 60 degrees of angle shooting. In that moment, the rain of arrows rained down once again, covering the entire sky.

The rain of arrows scared the First Elder and Third Elder so much that their hearts trembled. The cat was stuck in a corner, unable to get out. The one who was the most miserable was the one led by Patriarch Seven. He led the charge and just happened to hit the opposite arrow. Patriarch Seven waved the big sword in his hand while grabbing the disciple beside him to block the arrow.

This was not what they had expected at all. When encountering an army in such a large city, it was usually them, the martial artists, who had the advantage in numbers. Because the troops were afraid of causing a large area of innocent damage, they rarely used their bows to cover the area, and those sparse crossbows could not cause any fatal damage to them.

At the same time, they relied on their lightness techniques to dodge the crossbows and quickly closed in on them to kill them. They estimated that in a blink of an eye, the enemy's arrow formation would collapse and without the threat of crossbows, some city guards with low level of equipment and training would be able to kill a large group of them within minutes.

However, these soldiers didn't play according to the rules. Arrows covered every inch of the battlefield, completely disregarding the innocent casualties. It was as if these soldiers were here to destroy the city while these martial artists were here to defend it.

Not only that, the arrow formation was also behind the entire square formation. If he wanted to destroy the arrow formation, he would first have to break through this strange square formation in front of him. But now, not to mention dealing with the square formation in front of him, even if he approached it, he would probably give a painful lesson. At this moment, Patriarch Seven really regretted instigating his Boss to deal with these soldiers.

However, since things had gotten to this stage, they still had to go up. People in the martial arts world could disregard their lives, but they could not be shameless. Sometimes, their face was even f * cking more important than their lives.

Therefore, Patriarch Seven also threw caution to the wind. He brandished his broadsword in one hand and grabbed the corpse in the other. He urged the other disciples to come together and then rushed up together. But he was wrong, for the more violent attack was yet to come.

When Patriarch Seven and the others were still more than ten meters away from reaching the front of the formation, the third round of horizontal shooting began.

Patriarch Seven could only see one shadow figure after another gushing out of the square formation. In a flash, they were right in front of him, and he only had time to bend over and perform the 'rolling gourd', barely dodging the whistling wind arrows, but he couldn't see the arrows clearly. It could be seen how fast the arrows were, and then he felt a sharp pain from somewhere on his body.

Patriarch Seven was shot in the shoulder and blood kept flowing out from the wound, but he didn't dare to pull it out because he had noticed that the arrows were different from those used by the City Guards. The arrows were all made of three diamond-shaped stone, and although he didn't know the specific difference, the wound on the disciple who had just seen the arrow being pulled out by the City Guards was like a fountain of blood, and he couldn't stop it at all. The disciple quickly lost too much blood and died, therefore, Patriarch Seven didn't dare to pull the arrows out randomly.

"The arrows you provided seemed to be different from those used by the army!" Situ Qingyun was truly worthy of being a veteran who had experienced a lot of battles.

"I made these arrows on purpose. They are in the family's secret workshop, where my mother is involved. All the craftsmen are reliable and loyal people of the family, and these arrows will be sent to the north soon. Third Uncle, remember to find someone to receive them!" Gongsun Ze Tian said after thinking for a while.

These arrows were actually given to the Listening Rain Pavilion long ago. Right now, he was just offering them as gifts, and it was probably Gongsun Zaitian who was afraid that Third Uncle would go around asking around. When the time came, he would make everyone aware of it.

At the same time, the crossbows were also invented. There were several types of crossbows, namely the continuous shooting crossbow, the scattering crossbow, and the siege crossbow. These three types of crossbows had their differences. First, the crossbow had a quiver that allowed it to shoot continuously until all the arrows in the quiver had been used up and the quiver was replaced with a new one. The only drawback was that the quiver was too slow.

The Scattering Crossbow shot out multiple arrows at the same time. It had special archery equipment and the two of them could operate it together. This was also the reason why there were only a few traces found outside the north part of the city, but it could create a spectacular scene of a large-scale army rain of arrows attacking the city.

A siege crossbow, as its name implies, was used to attack the city walls, and could also be used to deal with heavy cavalry or heavy infantry. Because every arrow released by the siege crossbow took a long time, it was only suitable to attack a few slow or fixed targets, which would cause the greatest amount of damage.

"What happened to the arrows?" Situ Qingyun was especially curious about these arrows, so he asked closely.

"It's very simple. This kind of three-rhombus arrow, as well as the body of the arrow, has grooves that cause the opponent to lose a lot of blood. At the same time the arrows would use the wind and air pressure to spin in spiral shape. Not only would it increase the lethality but it would also increase the range of long-range attacks! Third Uncle, do you understand why I said that? " Gongsun Ze Tian smiled, and tried his best to explain it in words that Situ Qingyun could understand.

"Although I don't really understand, I do understand one thing. This is indeed a good thing! Can this thing be copied by the enemy? " Situ Qingyun's eyes lit up, although he still did not understand what his nephew had said, but he could hear that these arrows were extremely powerful, a great killing machine on the battlefield. After feeling excited, Situ Qingyun thought of a very important question and asked.

"Without my guidance, the possibility is low. First of all, the bloody groove on the body of the arrow cannot be mass-produced with the current standard of craftsmanship. Even I had to use some extremely special methods. Moreover the arrow rotates automatically and it has passed through an ingenious principle. If the person doesn't know the principle, even if the arrow is made identical, it will probably be even worse. Moreover, it won't reach this level at all! " These things were not something that could be imitated by the people of this era and space. If they had not experienced the evolution of technology and been able to imitate these things, then the place called 'Earth' that he had travelled through would have been destroyed countless of times.

"Technology? Principle? " Third Uncle asked in confusion.

"Cough cough, there's no need for Third Uncle to know about these!" Gongsun Zaitian didn't want to explain this to him. If it went on for a few days and nights, he wouldn't be able to finish it. Furthermore, he would have to start from the basics of physics, which in turn would lead to aerodynamics and other, more profound, physical sciences.

"You stinking brat!" But who did you learn this on-the-spot command from? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have dared to believe that a five-year-old child could command the army to such a state! This is unbelievable! " Situ Qingyun was so excited that his words were indescribable. It was as if he had just discovered a new continent, and the sight of it caused Gongsun Ze Tian to shiver from head to toe.

"Hehe, this is talent, who asked me to have such a talent? God allowed me to become a useless person with a short lifespan, so I'm sure you can open a window to protect yourself, right?" Gongsun Ztian had an embarrassed look on his face as he explained. However, even he did not believe this explanation.

"Looks like I have to discuss this with your parents when I return!" Situ Qingyun pondered for a long time before speaking slowly.

"Discuss what?" Gongsun Ztian asked in puzzlement.

"I'll let you learn how to fight with me!" He himself also loved talented people. He did not have a son, but his own brother had three nephews, and two of them did not like fighting on the battlefield, but now that he saw Gongsun Zedong had such talent at such a young age, he was moved. He really wanted to bring up this youngest nephew of his to be a general like him, or even surpass him, and become the Marshal of an empire.

"..." Gongsun Zaitian sweated madly. Of his 100 transmissions, at least half of them chose to become generals. Forget about battles in the era of cold weapons, even if it was just mechanized hot weapons battlefields, he had been through them countless times already. Even the future technological wars in the universe, he would still become a marshal himself.

The battle within the city continued, and Gongsun Zaitian's gaze did not leave it for even a moment. He would give out orders from time to time, adjust his strategy and tactics, and when these were all seen by Situ Qingyun, he admired his own eyes and luck even more.

After going through three consecutive shots, almost everyone in Sword League had been beaten to a pulp. They no longer had the disdainful attitude they had before the war started. The first wave of people leading the charge also suffered the most casualties. Apart from Patriarch Seven who was shot in the shoulder, most of them could basically fight against Lian Peng.

Being beaten up like that was not an option. The Head Elder left in a hurry and shouted, "All of us gather together. The outer disciples are holding things up to block. As long as we can get close to them, we will be in the world!"

Everyone felt that the Great Elder's words made sense, as they all picked up whatever was beside them that could block an arrow, whether it was a carriage or a door, or a bed, or a stone block, or a stone tablet, or a stone pillar.

"Gather!" A few elders and elite disciples were in the middle, while the low level disciples were protecting the surroundings with objects in their hands. The stone pillar and the heavy 'fella' were blocked at the very front of the group, and just like that, everyone from Sword League closed their eyes and rushed forward.

This scene was witnessed by Gongsun Ze Tian and company, and Situ Qingyun looked at his nephew playfully as he said: "These people are not stupid!"

Gongsun Ze knew what his third uncle meant. He wasn't saying that these people weren't stupid. He was obviously looking at how he should deal with this kind of situation. Gongsun Ztian smiled and said to Third Uncle, "Third Uncle, don't worry. Victory or defeat will be decided in one blow!"

"So confident? That Great Clan Elder from the Sword League is not someone easy to deal with! " Third Uncle Situ Qingyun asked in confusion, and reminded his nephew in the end, he was also a bit worried that his nephew would underestimate his enemy, after all, he was still young, and got flattered by him with just a few words. He did not know what his surname was, but if something went wrong, how would he explain it to his brothers in the army?

"I think I'll tell him that wasting oil is a very shameful thing to do!" Gongsun Zaitian looked at the people of Sword League below with disdain, and spoke grandly.

Then, Gongsun Ztian ordered the soldier, "Send the order, the spearman is ready!"