Gongsun Fang did not sit in the rear waiting for the battle to end either.
In truth, she had always been the sharpest spearhead of this force. The moment she joined the fight, the government troops, who had still been able to hold their ground, were immediately scattered to the winds.
She wielded a blunt-tipped flagpole, moving freely through the crowd.
Any enemy swept by it either dropped to their knees on the spot, unable to move, or was knocked straight down the mountainside and smashed into a lump of flesh.
"Sh-she's a Qi Sense User!"
"Damn it, weren't they supposed to be a bunch of country bumpkins?"
"Loose the crossbows! Shoot her dead!" someone in the enemy ranks shouted.
"But they're too close! Our own brothers are all around her—"
"I said fire. Do you understand?"
Under their commander's orders, several men had no choice but to pull out repeating hand crossbows and aim them at Gongsun Fang.
Gongshu Jin poked his head out from behind another boulder and threw two bamboo tubes toward the crossbowmen preparing to fire. The instant the tubes hit the ground, their ignition talismans activated, setting alight the gunpowder packed inside. Two thunderous blasts rang out, and gray-black smoke exploded outward, swallowing the enemy crossbowmen in the blink of an eye!
These simple Mechanism Art bombs were weapons every disciple of the Gongshu Clan could make, and they were child's play for Gongshu Jin. The smoke and explosions were merely meant to intimidate the enemy; their true killing power came from the tiny iron fragments embedded in the bamboo tubes... Of course, if iron was unavailable, pebbles could achieve the same effect.
Gongsun Fang winked and smiled in his direction before throwing herself back into the battle.
The corners of Gongshu Jin's mouth lifted