Long Live the King
Chapter 148

Quick, Loot the Corpses!

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One hundred meters... seventy meters... sixty meters...

The distance is gradually closing.

As the distance closed, everyone's hearts pounded with anxiety.

The King of Red Water City's eyes flashed with malice and murderous intent. Who would have thought that a mere dog could frighten him so much that he fell from his horse, losing so much face in front of the other King of the allied forces? Gripping his sword tightly, he vowed that once the city fell, he would chop this black dog into mincemeat. He chuckled to himself as the hundred-strong spear-and-shield formation drew ever closer to the enemy lines. He could almost see the rabble of Chambord City writhing in agony under the javelins, turning to blood, and the King of Chambord City kneeling, begging for the royal riches and the deck of his legendary, stunningly beautiful fiancée...

"Archers... ready!"

A red command flag flashed on the hill where Sun Fei was in the distance, and a loud shout came from the Chambord City camp. A chilling sound of a longbow being drawn and bent followed. Fifty archers standing behind the tower shields drew their bows and nocked their arrows, the bows were Full Moon, and the cold arrowheads were aimed at the charging Red Water City infantry formation.

To the astonishment of countless observers, these archers all adopted a horizontal aiming method.

"Haha, what a motley crew!"

Immediately, some members of the allied forces burst into laughter and began to mock. Battles between two armies are not simply a duel between archers. In the ever-changing situation, even the most accurate archer has limited deterrent power. The most terrifying aspect of archers lies in their indiscriminate, widespread killing in the few breaths before close combat, achieving the terrifying effect of 'killing half the enemy before even engaging.' However, to achieve this effect, the archery method must be indiscriminate volleying, because only in this way can the maximum damage be inflicted on the enemy, especially when they have shields and are moving at high speed.

But those idiots in Chambord City actually adopted a horizontal firing design!

That's so unprofessional!

A direct shot only threatens the soldiers at the very front. In the ever-changing battlefield, there will be absolutely no chance for either side's archers to draw their bows a third time. Wasting time and opportunities is tantamount to playing with their lives... Unless... unless every single one of these archers is a crack shot, but, heh heh, how could that be possible?

"Hahaha, victory is in sight! We really overestimated these crude and foolish farmers..."

Kingdom of Shenhua laughed heartily.

But the next moment, his laughter caught in his throat like a hen being choked, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"Shoot!"

After a furious shout, a series of rapid bowstring twanged, and fifty arrows whistled through the air like bloodthirsty locusts. The white arrows drew fifty neat arcs parallel to the ground, striking the running soldiers almost instantly.

Cha-cha-cha-cha!

A series of deadly arrows piercing flesh rang out rapidly. The fifty Red Water City infantrymen at the forefront fell in unison like winter wheat under a farmer's sickle. Their mandarin duck shields offered no protection whatsoever. The merciless arrows, as if they had eyes, whistled through the semi-circular apertures, piercing their skulls and instantly claiming fifty lives. They didn't even have time to let out a short scream.

Fifty arrows, taking away fifty souls!

The entire battlefield fell silent instantly, filled with a suffocating and eerie atmosphere.

Clang!

The King Red Water City gaped, and the sword in his hand fell limply to the ground.

"Heavens... gods... sharp archers? They're all sharpshooters?" Someone exclaimed uncontrollably, as if they had seen the Goddess of life running naked before their eyes.

"No!!! How is this possible?"

The allied King and generals felt a chill run from their rear ends to their throats, freezing their bodies. Even their horses sensed death and struggled to retreat. It was utterly unbelievable! What could be more insane? A small country so poor it didn't even have soldiers with armor possessed fifty sharpshooters—how could this be?

Bang bang bang bang!

Before the allied King could have much time to think, a second wave of rapid, trembling arrows rang out, jolting the allied leaders from their extreme shock.

Cha-cha-cha-cha-cha--!!!

Just like the first time, there were still fifty sharp arrows piercing flesh with a crisp sound, as if responding to the previous string trembling. The melody of death echoed across the battlefield, and in the void, it seemed as if Hades, the god of the underworld, was grinning and wielding an invisible scythe, mercilessly reaping one fresh life after another.

Fifty meters!

That distance was an insurmountable lightning line.

No one could get within fifty meters of the Chambord City phalanx.

Fifty meters from the Chambord City position, a hundred corpses lay neatly arranged.

Every infantryman was pierced through vital areas such as the throat, eye socket, and forehead, dying instantly. Although these areas were unprotected by their shields, as they needed to constantly observe the enemy while running, in many previous battles, leaving even a small patch of skin, less than the size of a palm, was enough to reduce the threat of archers by 99%. But who could have imagined that this tiny patch would cost a soldier his life?

Looking at the hundred corpses lying neatly on the ground, gasps of astonishment rippled through the allied forces. Countless soldiers rubbed their eyes, as if they were witnessing a hallucination. How could this be? Fifty archers had annihilated a hundred elite spear-and-shield infantrymen in just two shots. Even seasoned veterans among the allied forces were now drenched in cold sweat. Such a feat was less a dream and more terrifying—utterly terrifying!

The King of Red Water City was heartbroken.

Moreover, the harm is a series of massive blood losses.

He couldn't help but feel heartbroken. A full hundred elite spear-and-shield infantrymen! They were his prized possessions, his main fighting force. He had only allowed them to Charge into battle because he saw that Chambord City's formation was disorganized and its numbers pitifully small. His intentions were twofold: to demonstrate his army's strength to the allied nations and to gain more leverage and spoils when Chambord City was divided after the war. But who could have imagined that a hundred elite soldiers, before even completing a single Charge, before even throwing a single javelin, would become a mass of cold corpses?!

This feeling was like someone taking a sharp knife and ripping a piece of his heart out.

"Aaaaah... I'm so angry!" Red Water Kingdom staggered, feeling a surge of blood rushing to his head and his head spinning. He almost fell off the Crimson Flame Beast.

Sharpshooter!

A total of fifty [ Jebe-class ] sharpshooters.

Chambord City actually has a full fifty [ Jebe ]-level sharpshooters?

Looking at the fifty shabby archers in the Chambord City formation opposite them, none of them even wearing the simplest armor, could laugh anymore. It was simply too shocking. Any Jebe-class archer was a valuable asset that all the major vassal states of the empire would fight to win over. Who would have thought that a small sixth-class vassal state would have a full one hundred of them? It was simply astonishing. For a moment, no one dared to make a sound, for fear that any noise would attract the attention of those fifty killing gods opposite them, and then the bowstrings would vibrate, turning them into meat skewers.

Almost instantly, the allied forces began to consider retreating.

Facing fifty [ Jebe ] sharpshooters, their mere two thousand men were simply no match for them. Just twenty or thirty shots would be enough to send most of them plummeting into the abyss of Hell, leaving them no chance to struggle.

Sun Fei on the Big Black, laughing so hard his teeth almost broke.

It was worth it for him to have consumed six bottles of [ Hulk Potion ] mixed into the food of these fifty archers, carefully controlling the dosage for over half a month to significantly improve their physical condition. He also had them learn archery from the Summon female Rogue mercenaries, secretly training a powerful archer force of fifty men. Today, they were able to display their might in battle, instantly shocking the aggressive Nine Kingdoms Allied Army.

"A bunch of idiots! What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and come with me to loot the corpses and equipment!"

Riding on the Big Black, Sun Fei barked merrily and gave the order, charging out first. The fifty-odd scattered Urban Management of Chambord City, who had been stunned by their own archers, also snapped out of their daze. Without hesitation, they threw away their machetes and sticks and cheered as they rushed towards the corpses in the distance, like a pack of wolves who had spotted a little white rabbit. Their feet were smoking as they ran, running as fast as they could, closely following behind the Big Black.

"What are they going to do?" someone asked, looking clueless.

"Damn it, Charge! Stop them! They're looting..." Red Water Kingdom was furious. He instantly understood what Chambord City meant. These desperate bastards wanted to steal the shields and armor from the corpses! How shameful! Utterly shameful! They wouldn't even spare the dead! He trembled and screamed, "Ahhh... Fire arrows! Fire arrows! Shoot them dead!"

The allied forces then came to their senses and immediately ordered their soldiers to fire arrows.

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