Chapter 8: Suppression of Banditry
With a thunderous response, the soldiers of the Beiping Army raised their long sabers in unison, piercing the sky and weaving a net of death.
Arrows flew like locusts, shooting out in rapid succession
As the deer antler formation, which had already been cut through by more than half, continued to extend further back, the stone arrows of the officials and soldiers seemed inexhaustible and unending, instilling great fear in the Yellow Turban Army
In an instant, the Yellow Turban Army across was stunned, many stopped their hacking motions, staring blankly at Gongsun Bai in a daze. They had gone mad due to Zhang Jiao's supernatural antics, and naturally felt a deep sense of fear towards the incredible scene before them
Whoosh whoosh whoosh
Kill
The stones that had fallen to the ground, as well as those embedded in the bodies of the Yellow Turban soldiers, suddenly soared into the air one by one, flying towards Gongsun Bai like a torrential downpour, and then vanished into the void
Whoosh whoosh whoosh
Finally, only four or five ranks of deer antlers remained, yet the Yellow Turban Army also suffered heavy losses. Behind them, the bodies were piled high like mountains, and over a hundred severely injured Yellow Turban soldiers lay on the ground, barely clinging to life. In reality, only about one hundred thirty or forty were still able to fight, most of whom had stone arrows embedded in their bodies.
Zhang Yu, not far away, clearly noticed the predicament of the Beiping army and laughed heartily, saying: "Brothers, they have run out of arrows, charge at them with all your might!"
Gongsun Bai looked at the group of bandits wearing yellow turbans and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. These robbers were in such poor condition; in this chilly spring weather, hardly any of them had intact clothing, making them look as if they had just been robbed themselves. The weapons in their hands were even more varied, including wooden pole spears, poorly forged iron swords and knives, and there were even a small number of individuals wielding kitchen knives, hatchets, and wooden sticks.
Kakaka
Hehehe
Over a hundred soldiers from Beiping and the library surged forward like a rolling tide of iron, carrying overwhelming morale and confidence, crushing towards the disordered formation of the Yellow Turban Army
Arrows shot forth in rapid succession, while deer antlers were severed one after another. Both sides in the battle were filled with a fierce determination, wishing they could bite each other to death.
Amidst the chaos of flying arrows, the Yellow Turban Army fell one after another, yet showed no signs of retreat. The lethality of the stone arrows was indeed too low; after four or five rounds of arrow rain, only about seventy to eighty men from the Yellow Turban Army lost their combat effectiveness
After speaking, he rushed to the front of the deer horn formation, wielding his long knife like the wind. In an instant, he chopped down a resisting deer horn and then swung his knife to deflect several stone arrows that were shot at him, provoking a thunderous cheer from the Yellow Turban army, which further ignited their ferocity
Kill
Retrieve 850 arrows, of which 100 are damaged beyond repair, and 750 arrows have been restored. Should they be taken out
Ah
With the sound of crossbow arms being pulled back, on the side of the stag horn formation, large crossbows have been raised high, and densely packed stone-tipped arrows are ominously aimed at the Yellow Turban Army, waiting for Wu Ming's command to be unleashed.
Aow.
Take everything out
In my name! The long sword in his hand was raised high once again
Wu Mingling ordered the soldiers of Gongsun Bai's unit to set up the deer antlers, while another unit of soldiers was tasked with continuing to shoot crossbow bolts
The last row of antlers has finally been cut down
The leading Yellow Turban chief, tall and robust, even in the lingering chill of spring, had his chest exposed, revealing a thick, curly mane of dark hair, which made him appear exceedingly fierce. Behind him stood two other strong men, their faces filled with hostility, exuding an extreme ferocity.
Karakara
However, at this moment, Wu Ming was already accustomed to such occurrences; he was momentarily taken aback, and then urgently said: "Young Master, we are running out of arrows, let's retreat!"
Hehehe
However, he quickly adapted, and excitement and a bloodthirsty look gradually appeared in his eyes, as he noticed that the military coins in the system within his mind were continuously increasing. For every Yellow Turban bandit he killed, he earned 1 military coin, and in the blink of an eye, his military coins increased by 10. He did not expect that all the bandits killed by the entire unit of soldiers would count towards his own tally.
What further chilled Wu Ming was that, after such a long time, there was no sign of the Beiping army pursuing them from the mountaintop ahead. At that moment, he felt a deep sense of dread in his heart, and it was evident that Gongsun Xu intended to leave them here.
Calm down, calm down, their arrows are stone arrows, do not be afraid, those who dare to retreat will be executed without mercy
Wu Ming's eyes revealed a strong sense of battle intent as he shouted sternly: "Fire the arrows!"
Kakakak!
At the forefront is the bandit leader Zhang Yu, followed by Yang Xin and Chen Jing. Pay close attention, prioritize shooting these three thieves.
With a clatter, a large pile of stone arrows fell beside Gongsun Bai
Kill
Before they could retract their crossbows, the large crossbows in their hands had already soared into the air, vanishing into the void beside Gongsun Bai
"Chief, something is wrong, there are people with supernatural powers among the officials and soldiers!" the Yellow Turban Army shouted in panic, their morale plummeting
In the next moment, a hundred unscathed troops from Beiping quickly assembled into formation, arranged in a long square array, with their gleaming long swords extended straight out, the sharp blades shimmering with dazzling light under the sunlight
"Release the arrows!" Wu Ming raised the long knife in his hand high and then brought it down forcefully
At the moment when the bandit leader Zhang Yu pulled out a branch that had been inserted into the wounded soldier, he immediately discovered the way forward, brandishing his long knife and repeatedly slashing at two or three of the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers
Gradually, Wu Ming's expression began to show signs of impatience. As he watched seven or eight rounds of crossbow bolts fly by, he noted that the number of Yellow Turban bandits who were killed or seriously injured was merely over one hundred, while the deer-horn barricade in front of him had already been cut down by nearly half
Wu Ming took a deep breath, raising the long knife in his hand: "Stand down, form ranks!"
What the hell, this is murder, too violent, too barbaric, too bloody... As a loser who has crossed over from the twenty-first century, Gongsun Bai gazed at the bloody scene before him, still somewhat shocked.
Gongsun Bai, finally dressed neatly, looked at the increasingly approaching Yellow Turban Army and let out a cold smile
A sharp stone arrow struck the chest, blood gushing from the wound as it was clutched. A trickle of blood flowed from the mouth, and the long knife in hand wavered twice before falling to the ground, followed by the entire body collapsing limply.
Zhang Yu, the leader of the bandits, glared with his copper bell-like eyes at the deer horn formation in front of him. Suddenly, he tore open his collar, raised the long knife in his hand, and shouted angrily: "They are outnumbered, cut through the deer horns for me, and kill all these bird-like soldiers. Otherwise, when the pursuing troops arrive, it will be a dead end."
Hehehe
A long knife was wielded, fiercely striking down against the dense antlers before him, the sound of iron striking wood resonating incessantly.
Some robust Yellow Turban soldiers did not even regard the stone arrows with any seriousness; their thick layers of muscle were sufficient to withstand the impact of the arrows. When the stone arrows pierced their bodies, they merely disdainfully pulled them out with force and continued to fiercely hack at the deer horn formation. The attacks of the stone arrows not only failed to bring them down but instead ignited their aggression, further inciting the ferocity of other Yellow Turban soldiers.
Zhang Yu let out a roar towards the sky, charging forward with a long knife like a ferocious beast. Behind him, his two aides, Yang Xin and Chen Jing, closely followed, and further back were over one hundred Yellow Turban soldiers, each with one or more long arrows embedded in their bodies, all glaring with bloodshot eyes as they rushed forward in a desperate frenzy
Amidst the clamorous shouts, a large number of bandit troops suddenly surged onto the mountain path, rushing down the slope with a fierce momentum, heading straight for the Beiping army below the mountain
Killing is great, I want to kill!
"Young Master, let's retreat, this is unsustainable!" Wu Ming shouted anxiously as he turned around.
Kill! A strong sense of battle intent surged in Wu Ming's eyes as he swung down his long knife fiercely. With a tug on the reins, he urged his horse to gallop forward, charging swiftly towards Zhang Yu
The morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers soared, and they responded with a resounding cheer
Soon, the Yellow Turban Army fell silent and continued to slash wildly at the stag antlers in front of them
However, the crude crossbows had limited accuracy and power. Coupled with the attack power of the stone arrows themselves, although many were struck, they did not inflict significant damage on the Yellow Turban Army. Out of one hundred arrows shot, there were only a little over ten deaths and serious injuries, while the remaining forty to fifty suffered only minor wounds. Nevertheless, this caused shock and panic among the Yellow Turban soldiers, and some who had been shouting loudly could not help but retreat.
The soldiers from Beiping began to cheer, each one quickly rushing towards Gongsun Bai, scrambling for the arrows on the ground, continuing to draw their crossbows and shoot forward
Zhang Yu, in a fit of rage, personally took up his sword and shouted hoarsely, "Just a sorcerer playing tricks, go kill him for me, and chop off that bird sorcerer's head to use as a urinal!"
Hoo Hoo Hoo
However, when he turned around, he was momentarily stunned
A tall and thin Yellow Turban soldier was struck in the eye by a stone arrow, dropping the long knife in his hand, and he jumped and danced in the crowd, in excruciating pain
In the blink of an eye, the remnants of the Yellow Turban army had charged down the mountain, yet what awaited them were sharpened deer antlers, densely covering the mountain path, extending a full fifty to sixty paces. This distance of fifty to sixty paces represented the life-and-death threshold for both sides
Hoo hoo hoo
The sound of breaking through the air rose dramatically, and over a hundred sharp arrows shot out, flying towards the Yellow Turban Army in front of the deer antlers like streaks of meteors
If a desperate fight were to break out, these three to four hundred remnants of defeated soldiers might not necessarily be the match for the one hundred relatively well-equipped troops of the Beiping army. However, if the intention is to completely annihilate this group of bandits, the Beiping army would naturally suffer heavy casualties.
Puff
Amidst the shouts, Gongsun Bai produced another forty to fifty deer antlers and three to four hundred stone arrows
It turns out that Gongsun Bai had unknowingly put on the fish scale armor made of tempered steel at some point. This fish scale armor was evidently one size too large for Gongsun Bai, who was still growing, but it fit perfectly over the leather armor, albeit appearing slightly oversized.
They fled in haste, knowing that if they did not carve out a path of blood at this moment, they would become prey for the officials and soldiers. Tomorrow, their heads would be displayed high on the city walls of Jicheng
The Yellow Turban bandits behind immediately surged forward as if invigorated, shouting loudly, with the foremost among them wielding large sabers.
Prepare to face the enemy, if this is not enough, then let everyone self-destruct to repay the young master!" Wu Ming roared in anger.