Chapter 007: Enemy Attack

The barbarian approached the window, reaching out to touch the intricately carved bed, but halfway through, he withdrew his hand, as if fearing that he might collapse the bedpost.

Rebellion! What is this all about?

The intricately carved wooden door was kicked open by a heavily armored knight, the door hinge let out a cry and broke apart, and the great door fell down with a thunderous crash

Unfortunately, what one fears often comes to pass, and this day is destined to be anything but peaceful

He held the iron cuff on his wrist, took a step aside, revealing the silent corpse on the bed. Xiuniang's lips bore a trace of fine black blood, her complexion pale as a poisonous wilted flower

As his voice faded, a burst of searing flames suddenly erupted from the deck of the giant kite, and a massive white mist exploded with a loud "whoosh." A steel arrow, as thick as an arm, violently shot up into the sky, and amidst a chorus of gasps, it unrelentingly struck the alarm whistle that was shrieking in the air.

The pack of wolves howls in anger, the long street is drenched in blood—everything is in chaos

A young man knelt by the bed with his back to them, and on the bed, there seemed to be a figure lying down.

The leader pushed aside the visor of the heavy armor, revealing a face marred by numerous scars

Old Wang leaped up to the watchtower, drew his long spear from his waist, and thrust it towards the "golden box" at the top of the tower. He knew that the golden box contained purple flowing gold used for the eternal lamp, and if luck was on his side and he ignited it properly, he could turn the top of the watchtower into a warning signal that would explode into the sky

Whether it is true or not is uncertain, but it is not impossible—Old Lord Hou is also a human being, and he needs to eat, drink, and take care of his bodily needs. He must always have someone around to tend the fire and cook.

Old Wang watched in astonishment through the distant view of the Qianliyan as the deck of the giant eagle flipped over, revealing a row of heavily armored soldiers standing in grim formation. The shimmering heavy armor resembled the glimmering surface of a river, and even from afar, one could feel the silent sense of oppression.

Having bumped his head, he stood up and turned to face the heavily armored warrior at the door

This has stirred up a hornet's nest

The scar-faced man suddenly smiled, threw his head back, and let out a long howl that pierced through the mechanical roar. The sound was like a wolf's howl, and all the heavily armored warriors behind him mimicked his actions. The howls rose and fell, as if they were a pack of hungry wolves, carrying the hunger of an entire winter, greedily baring their deadly fangs

I touched something cool

The alarm whistle suddenly sounded, the lights went out, and the wax was pulled away, silencing everything. It paused in the air for a moment before dropping straight down. Initially, there was complete silence around, followed by a loud "boom" as chaos erupted.

Chang Geng's feet left the ground, and a sudden sharp pain struck his back, as if his internal organs had been turned upside down, being violently slammed against the wall by that barbarian

The young man—Chang Geng, upon hearing such a loud noise, instinctively turned to take a look. He saw a group of fearsome barbarians breaking into his home in broad daylight. However, he did not feel particularly shocked; instead, he suddenly understood a little why Xiu Niang had chosen to die.

The footsteps of the barbarian, which had been unstoppable, finally came to a halt, standing dazed in front of the door of this women's embroidery room

The man with the scarred face on the giant eagle leaped into the air, and the steam violently erupted from beneath his armored feet, propelling him over three zhang high. He then leaped onto a warhorse, which could not bear the weight of the heavy armor. With a long neigh, the horse's front legs buckled and broke simultaneously. The knight on the horse had no time to react before the barbarian seized his throat and bit down fiercely.

The scarred barbarian suddenly let out a loud cry, like a wolf that had lost its mate. In the next moment, the heavy armor in front of the bed began to rotate at a speed imperceptible to the human eye, and a frenzied white mist erupted violently. A mechanical giant hand reached out from the center, grasping tightly and seizing Chang Geng.

In the crowd chasing after the giant kite to watch the spectacle, someone suddenly shouted: "Barbarians!"

The scar-faced barbarian stared at him, suddenly looking fierce as if recalling something: "Where is Huger?"

The scar-faced man laughed loudly, resembling a malevolent spirit born from carrion, as he devoured the flesh of the person he had bitten off. Suddenly, he pursed his lips and whistled, and four or five heavily armored barbarians responded, swiftly flanking him on either side. They quickly swept through the street, which had already transformed into a hellish battleground, heading straight for the direction of Xu Baihu's home

In the military, there are two layers of armor: "light" and "heavy". Light armor is worn by cavalry, which can only carry a small amount of power, relying mostly on human and animal strength, but it excels in being lightweight

However, for some reason, in this situation of stark disparity in strength, he suddenly felt a surge of fighting spirit, and his gaze did not waver, fiercely locking onto the barbarian before him

Scarface lowered his head, bending down somewhat awkwardly, staring at the boy in front of him who was less than the height of his armored chest, and asked again in a strange tone of Mandarin: "I ask you, Huger, where is Xiuniang?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire wings of the giant kite, which had originally been extinguished, lit up in unison, the burning purple gold lacking preheating, emitting a roar laced with the sound of an explosion, as if the giant kite were a waking monster

In this vast and powerful nation, the only force capable of sustaining a fully armored battalion is the Xuantie Camp under the command of the An Ding Marquis Gu Yun

The messenger behind the copper horn only reacted at this moment, raising his voice and shouting: "Enemy attack—barbarians are coming—"

Chang Geng cast a detached glance at the barbarians, then turned back and bowed his head to the woman on the bed, as a way to repay her years of wavering mercy in sparing his life, and then severed all ties with this dead person.

Chang Geng's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, and he said: "I remember you; you are the one who lured the wolves to ambush me in the snow two winters ago"

In the next moment, another white rainbow arrow surged upward with the force of a piercing sun, striking old Wang in the chest. His flesh and blood body instantly disintegrated, yet the momentum of the white rainbow did not diminish in the slightest, sweeping the remains of the old soldier to the edge of the watchtower. With a tremendous crash, the high tower collapsed from above, sending debris rolling across the ground, as both soldiers and civilians fled in all directions.

If there are heavy armored soldiers, then cavalry, infantry, and naval forces... originally, all of them could be dispensed with. However, there is no alternative; heavy armor is too expensive. In just three to five hours, one box of purple gold can be consumed, which is roughly equivalent to the amount used in the eternal lamp of the watchtower for two years. Purple gold is the lifeblood of the nation, and on the black market, one tael of gold may not even be enough to purchase one tael of purple gold that is mixed with seventy to eighty percent impurities.

He bent down, his waist encased in heavy armor, while the white mist behind him wafted gently through the small bedroom. The purple and golden hues on the armor burned quietly, emitting a sound like "hiss, hiss," akin to a dying beast

These barbarians are able to enter the city, undoubtedly related to Xiuniang. Xu Baihu is still on the giant kite, perhaps because she has colluded with foreign forces, she has already been killed by the barbarians. Her national grievances and personal vendettas have been avenged, and she has also caused the death of the only man in the world who treated her well

The common people fled like headless flies, while the thirty-six light-armored cavalrymen of the city guard galloped past on the uneven bluestone slabs. All the cannons on the city tower simultaneously raised their heads, aiming at the swaying giant kite.

The giant kite controlled by the barbarians slowly ascended from the ground, while a relentless rain of white arrows fell like a hailstorm.

The barbarian suddenly lifted his head and bit off a piece of the knight's throat, blood gushing out like spilled oil, and the knight did not even have time to scream before he passed away.

It is said that when the giant kite glides across the sky and the white rainbows fall in succession, the ground appears to witness divine punishment, and even heavy armor cannot withstand it

Old Wang tilted his head back to gaze at the alarm siren rising slowly into the sky, and he began to roar hysterically: "Which little bastard is so careless with the date, that he has to get drunk and make a scene on your wife's kang? What is this alarm siren for? Does he really think it's a flying monkey?"

Chang Geng could no longer hold back a mouthful of blood, which sprayed onto the iron arm of the scar-faced barbarian.

Old Wang was startled—this was a stranger's face, how did it end up among the giant eagles

The people from the surrounding dozen or so towns and villages gathered here, including men, women, the elderly, and children, all of whom suddenly became like startled goats, panicking and scattering in all directions. In the chaos, there was pushing, crowding, and trampling, causing even the horses of the soldiers on duty in the streets to neigh incessantly from the impact.

Where on earth did these barbarians acquire so much heavy armor

The city is filled with fireworks

Chang Geng: "He is dead"

The "White Rainbow" is a mechanical giant bow, measuring seven zhang in length when fully drawn. Only colossal creatures like the giant kite can be equipped with such a weapon. Naturally, such a terrifying weapon cannot be operated by human strength. The bow is fitted with a power box that burns purple liquid gold, and when fully charged, an arrow shot from the longbow can pierce through a city gate several zhang wide.

The soldiers waiting to unload the purple gold from the large ship were originally on high alert, but at this moment, they all inexplicably turned their heads to look back. The officer in charge of the supplies pulled a small bronze bell from his pocket and shouted at the soldier guarding the iron gate, "What are you daydreaming about? The giant eagle is stuck, can't you see!"

However, no matter how reckless he was, Old Wang did not dare to drink on the day the giant eagle returned. The officials had to line up in order, and everyone was afraid of making a mistake and embarrassing themselves.

The heavy armor is entirely a different concept; a suit of heavy armor stands as tall as two adult men, bearing a "golden box". Purple flowing gold streams through the joints and limbs, allowing it to traverse a thousand miles with ease, wielding a great sword weighing hundreds of pounds with its arms, and even equipped with a short cannon at its side. A single suit of heavy armor can sweep through a thousand troops.

The wall has been cracked.

This unexpected turn of events came too suddenly. Old Wang snatched a "thousand-mile eye" and stretched his neck like an old tortoise, murmuring: "Goodness gracious... this cannot be played anymore, hurry! Quickly report to Lord Guo and Captain Lü, go now!"

The fallen soldiers can no longer contemplate.

The faint scent of incense has yet to dissipate, and the room remains dimly lit. The long tassel shadows of the draped bed curtains scatter across the floor. The dressing table has been tidied up, and in the corner lies an opened box of rouge.

At the end of the dark river, there is a large pool waiting to welcome the giant kite, surrounded by an iron fence. The iron gate had already been opened halfway, but the soldier pulling the iron bolt was startled by the sudden alarm and did not know what had happened. He immediately dared not act recklessly and re-secured the iron bolt, causing the large iron gate to awkwardly remain half open and half closed, resembling a gaping mouth in astonishment, just enough to trap the dragon head of the giant kite that had been extended out.

The veteran in charge of the city defense, whose surname is Wang, has spent most of his life idly in Yanhuicheng. He enjoys drinking a little wine in his spare time, and when he drinks too much, he gathers people to boast, often claiming that he participated in the northern expedition alongside the old Marquis Gu.

The scarred barbarian charged straight into the inner courtyard, shouting: "Hugel! Hugel!"

He lowered his head with difficulty, meeting those eyes filled with murderous intent

Meanwhile, the burning golden box at the tip of the tower finally shot up into the sky with a sharp sound, an ominous purple light flashed by, and exploded in mid-air into a massive firework, illuminating half of Yanhuicheng.

White Rainbow Arrow

What is going on? Who activated the White Rainbow? Are the people on the ship insane?

The old soldier, who had boasted all his life, pierced a corner of the golden box with a single shot, and the acrid purple gold poured out. Trembling, he pulled a fire stick from his bosom. Amidst the howling of wolves, the fire stick was tossed out, scattering a few sparks, which were then stuffed into the golden box by those aged hands

Several barbaric individuals in the yard let out mournful cries, kneeling in disarray.

Heavy armor loomed like mountains, and he, a mere mortal youth, stood amidst it all like an ant attempting to shake a great tree. It seemed only natural for him to feel fear; however, he did not—Chang Geng was not so arrogant as to believe he could single-handedly confront these mountain-like barbarians. He was well aware that he had a nine out of ten chance of not escaping disaster, yet strangely, he felt no fear.

A heavily armored northern barbarian was about to step forward to seize him, but was stopped by the scarred man with a raised hand

The scar-faced man momentarily appeared somewhat bewildered, as he slowly lifted his foot to step into Xiuniang's embroidery room. Despite his movements seeming cautious, the ground was still marked by fine cracks from the weight of his heavy armor

Only the large purple and gold cargo bay of the giant kite was wide open, and countless northern barbarian soldiers descended from the sky amidst the howling of wolves

When Chang Geng first saw such eyes, they seemed to carry a heavy scent of rust.

Half of the purple flowing gold in the golden box has spilled out, and the remaining half ignites violently upon contact with an open flame. The ventilation opening of the lighthouse is blocked, and only a few wisps of steam are coughed out, seemingly on the verge of explosion

The beast gently touched the woman's face

The old cook, stumbling out of the Xu family, happened to run headlong into this group of thugs, and before she could even utter a sound, she was slammed against the wall

Hugel, of course, could no longer respond to him

Perhaps all of his fears erupted in an instant upon hearing that "Shen Shiliu" had another identity shrouded in mystery