"Not good." Wu Xiong's eyes nearly burst with rage. He could only blame himself for his carelessness.
One of his subordinates had fallen, and in his fury, he'd actually forgotten that protecting Wu Yuan was their first priority!
"No!"
"Young Master!" The other five City Guard Army centurions cried out in alarm. But they were more than a hundred meters away and could only watch helplessly as thirteen armor-piercing arrows shot toward Wu Yuan.
"Quick!"
"Protect Young Master!" The four centurions who had been following Wu Yuan closely were also shocked and furious. With their strength, even catching a single armor-piercing arrow head-on would leave them gravely injured!
If there had only been three or four armor-piercing arrows, the four of them might have had a chance of protecting Wu Yuan together.
But thirteen?
There was almost no way they could protect him!
One had to know, once an armor-piercing arrow was fired, its speed was terrifying. Those thirteen black-armored figures had been hiding in the shadows, taking careful aim for a long time, all for the sake of a single killing blow.
They wouldn't give the guards much time to react.
"Thirteen Armor-piercing Great Crossbows. Worth a fortune!"
"They've only got four Proficient Experts protecting him. They won't be able to stop us."
"The one in the middle is probably Wu Yuan. Shoot him dead." The dozen or so black-armored figures stared intently, especially the burly black-armored figure leading them, whose eyes were full of murderous intent.
If they'd attacked with the Armor-piercing Great Crossbows from the start, Wu Yuan might have survived under the protection of ten Proficient Experts.
An ambush with powerful crossbows—the first strike was always the most unexpected and the hardest to evade!
They'd gathered a large number of bandits to launch the first