"Warriors of the Iron Blood Brotherhood, the time has come for us to dedicate our lives to our race. Look at the enemies ahead—they are the ones who want to destroy our nation and wipe out our people. For our families, for our children to return to living on the surface, Iron Blood Brotherhood!" Lu Yang raised the Serpentbone Sword in his hand and shouted.
"Kill~!" Twenty thousand people roared in unison, every face filled with fierce resolve.
That unified shout made the Dark Demons opposite them reveal looks of surprise. They had thought humans were nothing more than a cowardly, timid race, but they had not expected them to erupt with such courage. For a moment, their morale was suppressed instead.
Seeing the change in the Dark Demons' expressions, Lu Yang snorted and stared at Luo Lin as he shouted, "Luo Lin, your greatest failure is that your race has no armor. Archers, prepare."
Although the two armies were a hundred meters apart, the Serpentbone Bow had a range of three hundred meters. With an arcing shot, it could reach over four hundred meters.
The first ten rows of archers each held a Serpentbone Bow in their right hands and arrows in their left. After coating the arrows with poison from their packs, they raised them at a forty-five-degree angle.
"The first row is ready."
"The second row is ready."
"The third row is ready."
"The tenth row is ready."
The leaders among the ten rows of archers shouted almost simultaneously. Lu Yang pointed forward with his right hand and roared, "Forty-five-degree angle, fire~!"
"Buzz~!"
More than four thousand archers loosed their arrows at once. Like a swarm of locusts, the rain of arrows traced beautiful arcs through the sky before landing precisely amid the Dark Demon ranks.