The Emperor is Above

Chapter 190 The Powerful Wild People's Alliance

Chapter 190 The Powerful Wild People's Alliance

The construction of the solitary hill is very busy.

Gongsun Wu and Chai Yong have not had a rest for more than ten days since the autumn harvest began.

Qing Yi believed that the war had begun since the first day of autumn harvest, and even though the wild people in the Daze had not appeared yet, all preparations for war had to be made in advance.

One of them was the chief of Guqiu Fengtu, and the other was the one with the most combat experience. Under Qing Yi's entrustment, they had to take charge of all matters.

"Daniu, Muyi, take your men and move these dozens of crossbow carts to the high platforms on the other side of the city wall. Place three crossbow carts on each platform. These are the new weapons for defending the city made by the Lord and Corporal Tunshi Gu."

"Wow, cousin, this is an enlarged crossbow, right? The master also carved such a huge rune arrow with crocodile bones. Hey, it's actually a rune explosive arrow. When we fight, we will be in trouble."

"Uncle Chai, I am a ninth-rank beastmaster. I want to be a beast heavy cavalryman and lead a general of the heavy cavalry army. Why do you always let me do these hard labors?"

Chai Yong kicked Mu Yi speechlessly and glared at Da Niu: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just go if I tell you to go."

Compared to Chai Yong's simplicity and roughness, Gongsun Wu seemed much kinder. He said to the two giant boys with a smile on his face:
"Qi Ji, Qu Bing, thank you two for helping us. We also need to move this pile of stones to the top of the city wall. What are they for? They're for hitting people! When you're done here, ask Daniu and Mu Yi if they need help."

"Hei Weng, please lead your men to cover all the haystacks with a thick layer of mud to prevent them from being set on fire when the barbarians from the Great Swamp attack. Yes, the granary and all other thatched roofs need to be covered with mud as well."

"Damn Dao, what are you doing with all this manure? Golden juice? For defending the city? Since you said you used it in the battles in the border town before, then prepare a few hundred barrels and place them under the city wall, and bring them up when needed."

Watching Dao Weng and his men piling hundreds of barrels of stinking feces at the base of the city wall, Gongsun Wu and Chai Yong took a break from their busy schedule and shook their heads helplessly.

The manpower and military strength of Guqiufeng were still too scarce. Even if the members of Tuanshi Gu's family, servants, and subjects were included, there were less than a thousand people.

Even if there were four dragon-claw locust tree spirits guarding the solitary hill, they still felt stretched to the limit in order to hold the hill against the attack of the coalition forces of the wild folks from Jiming Lake.

At this moment, he admired the calm mentality of Lord Qing Yi, and couldn't help but stand on the high wall and look at the figure of Yanshe a hundred feet southwest.

“How can an archer hit the target? He shoots according to the sound, concentrates his mind and shoots according to his heart…”

Qing Yi recited the meaning of shooting softly, his expression very calm, his legs forward and backward in a bow stance, his left hand tightly grasping the fourth-grade crocodile dragon bow, his right hand holding a rune arrow, and slowly pulling the bow halfway.

However, he did not shoot the rune arrow in his hand, but kept drawing the bow with force and then slowly releasing it, his eyes fixed intently on several human-shaped targets several miles away.

"call--"

After completing another set of training, Qing Yi exhaled lightly and murmured, "No wonder both the Xing State and the eight hundred princes of the Great Shen Dynasty admire archery the most.

In the past, it was always believed that princes and noble ministers pursued the elegance and grace of the nobility, so they did not like to get dirty in close combat.

Nowadays, it seems that shooting arrows is a very cost-effective way of exercising and practicing. When shooting the bow, all the skin, flesh, bones, qi and blood in the body need to be circulated, and even the breath of the lungs and five internal organs is related to the accuracy of the archery.

Even the most ordinary Chinese people, as long as they practice with perseverance, can train their essence, energy, and spirit to a very high level. It is necessary to encourage archery practice in the future."

After carefully checking the results of his own practice, Qing Yi was more or less satisfied. After several consecutive days of archery practice, although he could still only draw half the bow, the accuracy of his hits had been greatly improved.

If shooting at a stationary target, Qing Yi can guarantee a 90% hit rate within five miles. If he takes advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and kills the enemy leader with one arrow, it would be the best means of decapitation tactics.

"But the enemy is not a fool, how could they wait quietly for me to shoot arrows? So even if the range is far, it doesn't make much sense. It's better to have rune explosive arrows." Qing Yi shook his head at the thought and turned to look at the crossbows placed on the high platform of the wall of Guqiu. He hoped that these weapons could play a sufficient role in the battle before the secret of the sleeping dragon claw locust tree spirit was exposed.

"Woo-"

"Woo-"

"Woo-"

At this time, several militiamen on duty in the towering watchtower on the solitary hill suddenly blew urgent horns.

Qing Yi's eyelids suddenly tightened, and then he saw Dongmen Hu, Dongmen Bao and several private soldiers riding horses galloping towards him in the distance, and hundreds of wild riders were chasing them, howling loudly in the distance.

Without hesitation, he kicked his feet hard and rushed towards Dongmen Hu and his group like a meteor. He stopped only when the two sides were only five miles apart.

They drew their bows and shot arrows at the wild riders behind Dongmen Hu and others. The rune arrows were shot one after another like a string of arrows. When the target was a group of cavalry, the hit rate of shooting moving objects was still very high.

"Haha, the Lord is here to help us, what a great archery skill!"

Dongmen Bao cheered loudly immediately, and while the wild folk riders behind him were being shot dead one after another and their speed slowed down, he turned around and shot several rune arrows, causing many more casualties among the pursuing wild folk riders.

To deal with the wild riders who were similar to rangers, Qing Yi did not use rune explosive arrows, but only used the simplest accelerated rune arrows, and still killed twenty or thirty people in succession.

Dongmen Hu came to Qing Yi at this time and said with a serious look: "My Lord, the wild people's army in Daze is huge. Not only are there enemies in the north, but there are also wild people's armies in the west."

"Let's go back to Lonely Hill to seal the earth."

With the strength of one person, he repelled hundreds of wild riders, including primary and intermediate totem warriors. However, Qing Yi did not look happy at all. Without Dongmen Hu's reminder, he could see the main force of the wild people in the big lake.

He returned to Guqiu and climbed up the sentry tower. With his excellent eyesight, he looked ten miles away and saw that the faces of all the private soldiers and militiamen in Guqiu had changed.

The size of the force of the wild folks from the Great Marsh attacking Solitary Hill was far beyond everyone's imagination. Not only did a large coalition of wild folks appear to the north of Solitary Hill, but the west and south were also filled with dense groups of wild folks. There were no enemies to the east, but there was the Jiming Marsh over there.

"hiss--"

Qing Yi laughed half in surprise and half in mockery.
"There must be some priceless treasure buried in our lonely hill. Otherwise, why would the people of the Great Marsh mobilize such a huge force to besiege us? Such a formation must have at least 50,000 people."

Gongsun Wu said sternly, "My Lord, I'm afraid the situation is not good. Look at the flags of the wild army in the distance. There are flags of the Black Wind Tribe's priests and the Ghost Witch Tribe's witch.

I guess the Black Wind Tribe and the Ghost Witch Tribe also felt that the high-end military force of the Jiming Lake folks was too weak, so they sent out stronger forces to help. Even if we have the help of the Dragon Claw Sophora Tree Spirit, we will still face a tough battle."

After hearing Gongsun Wu's explanation, Qing Yi's expression remained calm, but he couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart. It was really like when it rains it pours.

It was already a big mistake that the four dragon claw locust tree spirits fell into sleep without any warning, but no one expected that the Black Wind Tribe and the Ghost Witch Tribe attached so much importance to Solitary Hill and sent out their top combat forces to join the battle.

Qing Yi subconsciously grasped the sixth-grade sword at his waist. Could it be that he had to use this trump card before the battle even started? But he didn't have to worry about never having the chance to use it.

PS: This chapter was originally scheduled to be published at 12 noon, but I received a call from an old boss halfway through writing it. I went to his office to chat for the whole afternoon, and only had time to come back and write in the evening.

(End of this chapter)

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