"Besides, the other side has extremely high intelligence and an astonishing ability to coordinate and command soldiers on ancient battlefields, as well as arrange marches and formations. Modern people like us, who have never experienced war, simply can't compare."
Everyone looked grim, feeling an overwhelming pressure.
"To put it in modern terms, a crow king like this could at least become a division commander in our country," someone grumbled.
"Exactly. Why would someone of your caliber lower yourself to come here and be a boss, ruling over a bunch of crows who indulge in lowbrow amusements on top of people's heads?"
They were utterly shocked.
Family, does anyone understand how speechless I am?
It was like one day you finally couldn't stand it anymore and went to attack some obnoxious monkeys at a scenic spot, only for those monkeys, who usually knew nothing but disgusting people, to suddenly produce a Monkey King who could deploy troops and command an army, rivaling Han Xin reincarnated. The more troops he had, the better he was at using them, and he beat you until you stood there dumbfounded!
You call that a crow?
And wasn't the boss supposed to appear only after they finished off the minor monsters, killed wave after wave of crows, gathered materials, and developed for several days?
Why had the other side immediately taken them so seriously and blocked the gate to their Blacksmith Novice Village?
This wasn't a game. But it was very scientific!
They had thought their side's blacksmiths could crush the other side in intelligence, and that their opponents were merely wild monsters.
Instead, the other side had ruthlessly shown them up, using their intelligence to toy with them. They had been played by wild monsters.
At this rate, with attack blind spots everywhere, the tower would fall in less than ten minutes!
Halfway up the mountain.
Ning Zheng carried a bow and arrows, wore a straw hat, and draped himself in camouflage grass clothing. His entire body was smeared with mud to conceal his aura, making him look like a peasant hunter cautiously walking through the mountains.
"They really can't hold out. They underestimated the crow leader far too much."
Ning Zheng shook his head, knowing that this was the arrogance of youth.
He had been the same back then.
But reality had slapped him hard in the face, while Fat Steward whipped him with a leather lash every day.
That was when he learned never to overestimate himself and never to underestimate his enemy.
He knew the terrain halfway up this mountain so well that he couldn't have known it better.
He had hidden here before while cursing the Demon People on the mountain. He knew the best hiding spots behind every ravine, cave, and boulder.
He found a concealed location, propped up the temporary grass shed he had been carrying on his back, and draped it over himself, forming a temporary cave.
That way, even when the crows flew overhead, they couldn't find Ning Zheng's position.
As for shooting arrows from here?
For an archer at the foot of the mountain to shoot toward the Mountain Villa atop it and hit an enemy was something even the greatest archer could never accomplish.
After all, it required shooting upward.
Without being able to see what was happening on the mountain, were they supposed to blindly shoot at the sky and leave it to luck?
Were they supposed to fire an arrow from the heavens and happen to hit an enemy?
But what ordinary people couldn't do didn't mean Ning Zheng couldn't do it.
This was where Queuing to Log In came in handy. He silently logged into Flower Blooming Rich's account and constantly observed the terrain inside the Mountain Villa and the fierce battle through the perspectives of a hundred blacksmiths.
With the help of a hundred "eyes," he seemed to possess a real-time satellite map of the entire Mountain Villa.
Under these circumstances, he could completely accomplish things that were theoretically impossible, such as firing in a parabola at objects inside the Mountain Villa.
"But it's still not enough. To hit the target, I need more than technique, vision, and a sense of the wind's direction. I also need a little luck."
His heart was as calm as still water. He lowered his head and clicked on Luck Value again.
+500 Current Luck Value: 1000
Ning Zheng felt a little pained. He had only earned two thousand that day, and he was about to spend half of that day's earnings in one go.
The lavish expenditure made the frugal and thrifty him ache slightly.
He drew the bow.
He nocked the arrow.
For safety's sake, so the crow lords wouldn't come knocking on his door,
he had hidden his entire body in the grass pile, placing his bets on caution. Neither his eyes nor his head showed. Only the arrowhead, almost impossible to see, protruded from the grass.
He fired blindly.
He aimed at the sky.
His mind suddenly opened three windows. He sensed heaven and earth and entered overclocking.
Thought after thought collided wildly and calculations raced forward. This was an ability all cultivators possessed after opening the Heaven and Earth Bridge. Their minds gained a supernatural force.
Whoosh!
He released the bowstring. The arrow rose, shooting straight toward the sun in the sky.
Then it formed a beautiful parabola.
It flew over the mountain forest and the walls of the Mountain Villa, descending toward the buildings on the ground.
It didn't hit a crow in flight or a crow digging at the wall. Instead, it hit with unremarkable precision a wounded crow lying on the ground, struggling and wailing.
With long-range upward fire like this, hitting a rapidly moving target was simply impossible.
Static targets had a higher hit rate.
Of course, one had to pick the softest persimmon.
The arrow instantly pierced the crow's body. The crude shaft immediately shattered into splinters, unable to withstand the force. The Magic Copper arrowhead, carrying Ning Zheng's magic power, drove into its body like a nail, planting the damage to its spiritual elements.
Because it had precisely struck the indestructible wing that had undergone body tempering, it didn't kill the crow outright.
"Second arrow."
He took a deep breath and fired again.
It struck the wing again. The wing finally burst apart when hit for the second time, but the flesh quickly regenerated.
"Third arrow."
"Fourth arrow."
This crow was already on the verge of death, but he had to attack it ten times before that happened.
"Don't die."
Ning Zheng took a deep breath and continued shooting from afar at the crow inside the Mountain Villa, struggling on the ground in its death throes.
"I've already reduced the arrows' lethality as much as possible. The arrowheads are made of only tiny bits of Magic Copper, allowing them to carry my Shadow Corrosion Mana to the lowest possible extent."
He silently nocked another arrow and finally fired the tenth. "The last arrow."
Whoosh!!!
Without even looking, he threw on his grass clothing, stood up, and swiftly changed positions, vanishing soundlessly into the dense mountain forest.
Below the tower.
A crow was struck by an arrow. When the tenth arrow landed, the accumulation was finally complete. An embryo within its soul suddenly broke out of its cocoon, splitting off into a blurry human figure.
Its entire body was formed from a spiritual entity. With a longbow on its back, it suddenly punched its own biological father, the crow.
With a scream, the crow could no longer withstand death. It collapsed stiffly onto the ground and stared at the clear sky, its consciousness hazy.
The blurry figure began instinctively attacking the heavily wounded crows lying helplessly on the ground nearby.
It was also because Ning Zheng had chosen an excellent location. Many crows here were heavily wounded and had no power to resist, allowing the figure to attack them and complete a new accumulation.
One strike, two strikes, three strikes.
On the tenth strike from the phantom, a new human-shaped figure rose to its feet. Its body swayed, and it also joined the attack.
Jiu Cai Rong calmly watched the battle report from underground.
"This won't do. We haven't even lured out the boss, and they're already tearing through our defenses from afar. If we expose ourselves during the next offensive, it'll be difficult to ambush them."
His expression suddenly changed slightly, as though he had seen something inconceivable.
At that moment.
Within the shadows.
Seven or eight phantoms carrying bows and arrows slowly emerged. They were like clouds and mist, with streamlike wisps of vapor swirling around their bodies.
Their ink-black hair flowed like flames despite the absence of wind. A pair of pure-black eyes, without even a trace of white, glimmered with icy desolation. As they stood there, heaven and earth seemed to lose their color, the darkness drinking away all light.
At the same time, they drew their bows and nocked their arrows.
Whoosh!
Ten arrows of spiritual construction struck a single crow at the same time.
The crow let out a shriek and fell. A newly born bow-wielding phantom slowly rose from its body.
"W-what is that?"
A chill that froze to the marrow rushed toward them, making everyone inside the Mountain Villa shudder.
The wild instincts buried deep within the Money Boys' nature were trembling in fear of some unprecedentedly high-level existence. The intense suppression in their bloodlines instinctively made them want to run.
It was like ants seeing a natural disaster from the ancient era, or mortals on the seashore catching sight of a legendary dragon.
"A human?" Su Yu Niang swallowed.
"Where did they come from? NPCs? Or enemies? This is suppression at the bloodline level. Their Spiritual Roots possess a suppressive force." Everyone stared blankly at the animated scene unfolding before them.
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