His archery was unbelievably superb.
Each time he drew his bow, he could nock ten arrows at once.
The instant he loosed the string, those arrows left the bow with incredible speed.
The naked eye could barely catch anything more than a blurred afterimage.
Even more astonishing was that after the arrows flew out, they did not follow the conventional parabolic trajectory of physics.
Instead, as if controlled by thought, they swerved and accelerated nimbly in midair.
They could always cross a vast distance of over a thousand meters
and precisely find every target within the Kushan army.
"Oh?"
"Well, now."
Major Montana pushed up his reflective lenses, and on his round face, which had been bored stiff, an interested smile finally appeared.
"Over-the-horizon, thought-guided sniping?"
"Too bad it's only one man. If it were an organized unit, fighting them might actually be interesting~"
And it was not just him.
Colonel King Bradley's single eye also narrowed slightly.
The other officers present began to look forward to what came next as well.
Before long, the archer in the image had completely destroyed the cavalry unit's command system.
Then he shifted his aim to the war elephant corps, those moving fortresses.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Shrieking afterimages tore through the air once more.
Every arrow he shot was still precise, coming in at tricky angles with formidable force.
They swiftly pierced the enormous, armor-covered heads of one war elephant after another.
"Pawoooo—"
The war elephants, dealt fatal, devastating blows, let out shrill, agonized screams.
Stimulated by the intense pain, these colossi went mad.
Their massive bodies began to thrash violently out of control.
They flailed their long trunks wildly, their thick elephant legs trampling through the army formation.
The Kushan cavalrymen nearby who could not dodge in time were crushed, men and