Son of Light, Sortie!

Given the discipline of ancient armies, those who could complete the assembly process from the sounding of the alarm bell to assembling within half an hour were considered elite soldiers, while ordinary soldiers might not be able to complete the assembly even in an hour.

Knowing this, Mu Wu had time to issue orders, instructing his soldiers to first form ranks before launching an attack, rather than hastily ordering everyone to charge forward.

Si Ming gazed into the distance and discovered that the city wall was densely inlaid with barbs, an arrangement he had never seen in his previous life. However, after a moment's thought, he understood the significance of its construction—it was clearly to prevent enemies from using their light-footed skills to forcibly scale the city wall.

A twelve-meter-high city wall would be more than enough in a world without extraordinary martial arts, but in this world with Internal Cultivation and lightness skills, it is obviously not enough. As long as you select a team of elite soldiers with excellent martial arts skills, you can forcibly climb the city wall with lightness skills. You don't need to bring any ladders. Just step on the wall a few times to gain momentum and you can climb up in no time.

To prevent this tactic, major cities located on strategic points and of great importance would install sharp spikes on their city walls, making it impossible for skilled martial artists to gain leverage; if they dared to step on them, they would create a hole with a single stomp.

As for those martial artists who can leap more than ten meters high without using any force, relying solely on their lightness skills, they are at least first-class masters below the Spirit Transformation. They are few in number and not worth fearing.

Although the Mu Family Army consisted of elite soldiers, fewer than a hundred of them could actually do this. Mu Wu's plan was to form these hundred skilled light-footed fighters into a small team, led by top experts such as Liu Yongzhan and Ji Da, to leap onto the city wall in one go, sweep away the enemy troops, and then open the city gate from the inside.

But before he could give the order, a messenger rushed over and said, "General, the young man from Su State who is being held captive has volunteered to break down the city gate!"

Chapter 184 The Son of Son of Light Launches

"Are you really going to help them?" He Qichang glanced at Si Ming. "Although I don't know much about international law, I do know that interfering in another country's war is a very taboo thing. Apart from causing trouble, I don't see any benefit."

Si Ming opened the bottle of heat-resistant adhesive the doctor had given him, applying it to his hair as he replied, "The biggest benefit is that it clears my mind. As the saying goes, 'A thousand pieces of gold can't buy happiness,' so how can I refuse such a priceless deal? As for international law, there's even less to worry about. The Su State hasn't established diplomatic relations with the Barbarian Hu and doesn't recognize the Barbarian Race as having a nation, so there's no question of them interfering in another country's war."

When he first understood the Dao, he vowed to punish evil and promote good. Although it was difficult to say who was good and who was evil between the Li State and the Barbarian Hu, Mu Wu's willingness to risk his life to help the refugees won his favor.

As a general, this might have been an inadequate decision, but as a human being, Si Ming saw the other person's inherent kindness, so he decided to lend a hand to "promote" it.

Murong Qing agreed, "Would you like to borrow my Moon God's Tear?"

"No need. Heavy weapons are better for breaching city gates."

Moreover, the Moon God's Tear was too delicate and did not quite suit Si Ming's aesthetic sense. As his power increased, he increasingly preferred to use weapons that looked substantial, and even when it came to swords, he preferred the Heavy Iron Sword type.

Just then, General Ji Da, with his large beard, approached and said, "The commander-in-chief has approved your request to fight and asked me to convey his gratitude to you. He also assured you that nothing else will interfere with your mission; you only need to focus on breaking down the city gate."

After saying that, he handed over a heavy-duty hammer. The hammer was a full 1.5 meters long, and the iron part at the top was as big as a washbasin. The dark, pointed tip looked like a large pile driver.

The weapon is so heavy that most people simply cannot lift it. Even in the Mu Family Army, which is composed of elite soldiers and generals, there may be many who can lift the weapon, but only a handful can actually wield it in battle against the enemy.

In a martial arts arena, if an ordinary martial artist saw his opponent wield this weapon, he would probably surrender immediately and would never dare to gamble with his life, as even a slight scratch would result in him being torn to pieces.

Seeing Si lift the heavy hammer with ease, showing no sign of strain, Ji Da was shocked, but couldn't help asking, "Are you sure you can handle this alone? Don't you need us to send someone to help?"

Although there was some hostility before, they are now on the same side. His straightforward and unpretentious nature makes it hard for people to feel any ill will towards him.

Si Ming tossed the heavy hammer around like a ladle, quite satisfied, and casually said, "No need. If you send people, I'll have to divide my attention to take care of them. Just be prepared to charge into the city and don't give the enemy a chance to block the gate again."

"Alright, wait for the signal. As soon as the drums sound, you can move out and try to break down the city gate in the shortest time possible. Leave the rest to us."

As a soldier, Ji Da didn't have the habit of asking questions repeatedly, and seeing that Si Ming was full of confidence, he stopped trying to persuade him.

Mu Qingfeng said worriedly, "Brother Si, are you really not wearing armor? Once the enemy realizes your location, I'm afraid they'll unleash a hail of arrows."

Si Ming patted his chest. "No need, this skin is enough. Wearing armor would only hindrance and make it difficult to move around."

Mu Qingfeng took out a precious pearl and a packet resembling a tea bag from his robes, saying, "I don't know how else I can help. This Dust-Repelling Pearl can protect against smoke poison, so please keep it with you, Brother Si. Also, this packet of Filth-Cleansing Powder that I personally prepared can be held in your mouth; it can neutralize most poisons, unless they are too unusual, or at least suppress them."

Thanks.

Si Ming did not refuse and gladly accepted it. Then he began to do radio calisthenics to loosen up his muscles and bones.

Participating in this kind of ancient warfare for the first time filled him with a little excitement. He felt no fear, but rather was full of anticipation for the battle to come, and was eager to try.

"Perhaps I am also full of fighting spirit, but I lived in a peaceful era before transmigrating, and there were no external conditions to stimulate that spirit."

Si Ming wasn't sure if it was his nature, or if he was "itching to use his skills" after learning martial arts, or a combination of both, but he was indeed filled with a destructive urge, and even felt his blood starting to heat up.

"Be careful, be safe."

He heard Liu Qingqing's caring voice in his ear. Si Ming didn't care which direction she was standing in, and used his free hand to give a thumbs-up.

At this moment, the stirring drumbeats resounded, and all the soldiers shouted in unison. Their boundless energy gathered together, merging with the military spirit and fighting will, transforming into a murderous Sha Qi that soared into the sky, sweeping away all the clouds.

The guards on the walls of Qianjin City turned pale with fright when they saw this. Even in this world where martial arts and Internal Cultivation exist, there are only a handful of armies capable of doing this, and each one is an elite among elites.

The moment he heard the drumbeat, Si Ming felt as if an electric current was coursing through his meridians, as if a circuit had been activated, and his whole body became excited.

"Child of Son of Light, launch!"

Shouting out a title that had almost been forgotten, Si Ming dragged the city-breaking hammer with one hand and used his lightness skill to rush towards the city gate. At this moment, he completely abandoned lightness and elegance, only pursuing straight-line speed. Every time he stepped on the ground, it made a thud and left a deep footprint. Then, his whole body seemed to be accelerated by an electromagnetic track, and he sped forward quickly.

"Stop him!"

On the city wall, someone quickly noticed Si Ming and shouted loudly.

Eight ballistae were pushed onto the city wall, and sixteen soldiers who had cultivated Internal Cultivation quickly poured their True Qi into them, giving the giant ballistae a huge initial speed and the effect of not being hindered by the wind.

"Emission!"

Eight massive crossbows, each three meters long, shot out from the city wall like lightning. They were so fast that there was no time to react; they were almost hitting the ground as soon as they were fired, creating eight large craters on the battlefield with a series of explosions.

Although Si Ming was fast, he could not completely avoid this overwhelming bombardment. The dust kicked up by the ballistae obscured his entire body, and the soldiers behind him could not see him at all. Many of them showed worried expressions.

These crossbows were all made by artisans of the Li State, drawing inspiration from the ideas of the Mo craftsmen. Their designs were exquisite, but now they have fallen into the hands of the Barbarian Hu and become weapons used to attack the Li State's army. It is truly a great irony.

The giant crossbow carries gunpowder and explodes immediately upon impact, simultaneously shattering the specially designed arrow shafts into numerous irregular iron fragments that scatter in all directions, creating a second wave of fragmentation damage.

It is precisely because of the existence of such heavy military equipment that artillery technology could not be developed, but instead gave rise to another technological path that is completely different from Earth's military civilization, such as explosive crossbows, mother-and-child crossbows, and howitzer crossbows.

Using a ballista to shoot at a single target is difficult to guarantee a hit rate. Even the most skilled ballista operator cannot guarantee that they can hit a stationary target a kilometer away. If it is a moving target, the hit rate is even lower.