The Centaur Khan saw that the defenders on the city wall didn't react at all, while his men were shooting arrows here like a bunch of clowns.
It made him feel deeply ashamed.
At this distance, they could shoot arrows over there, but their accuracy was already very poor.
They were basically just shooting blindly.
It was hardly useful.
The Centaur Khan could shoot at Yveta from a distance of five hundred meters because he was a master archer.
He hadn't followed the path of the Children of the Forest's ancient-soul priests. Instead, he'd taken up the master archer profession passed down from the old Golden Khanate.
Unfortunately, because he was in Ambrose, the Centaur Khan couldn't obtain the complete legacy of the master archer path. He'd only reached the Second Rank, making him a mere formal master archer.
He'd heard that a complete legacy of this path still survived on the Eastern Prairie, far to the east.
But bound by his responsibilities to the Children of the Forest, he couldn't leave for a distant, unfamiliar place when he had no idea what the outcome would be.
"Withdraw." The Centaur Khan returned to the Children of the Forest's camp.
He knelt before the Agricultural and Pastoral Ancient Soul.
The Agricultural and Pastoral Ancient Soul was still asleep. He opened his eyes. "Did the humans on the walls shoot arrows at you?"
"I think the human defenders have around three thousand arrows left."
"If we can eliminate that threat, we'll be able to minimize our casualties when we attack the city tomorrow morning."
The Centaur Khan shook his head and lowered it. "I'm sorry, Ancient Soul."
"They didn't take the bait at all. I used my master archer's Telescopic Eye to spot Yveta, and he stopped the defenders from shooting at