The generals of the Qishan Army felt deeply embarrassed when they heard Fang Yun's words.
Once the Mammoth Army began hurling rocks, enormous boulders would fill the sky, making them extremely difficult to deal with.
Lip Spear and Tongue Sword could only be used to intercept particularly dangerous boulders, not to attack continuously. If used to intercept boulders without pause, they would have to be withdrawn into the Literary Guts to recuperate after fifteen minutes at most. Only a tiny handful of people had Lip Spears and Tongue Swords that could withstand collisions with the boulders.
Ordinary War Poetry was not particularly effective either, because both War on Paper and Fluent Recitation required time. They were useless against boulders already close at hand and could only attack those farther away.
The best way to counter nearby boulders was to summon powerful War Poem Generals, but only a few works of War Poetry could summon such powerful generals, making it difficult to deploy them in sufficient numbers.
Thus, when faced with the Mammoth Army's rock-hurling attacks, each army's scholars could only spread out their formations and use various kinds of Protective War Poetry, then have War-Poem Soldiers and Craftsmen School mechanisms either throw the boulders down from the wall or transport them away.
Even with seven Grand Academicians and more than thirty Hanlin Academicians in the Qishan Army, they dared not let their guard down now. They had to remain on their own sections of the wall at all times.
Earlier, going over to kill the demon barbarians in front of the Pearl River Army had been stealing credit. Now, going over to intercept the boulders in front of the Pearl River Army would not be stealing credit, but delivering charcoal in the snow.
Wang Li joined in the jeering. "Qishan