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Chapter 276 Crossbow Bombing the Building
“Damn it, nobody told me their ship was this big.” A deep sense of dread flashed in Li Zecheng’s eyes. “Luckily, I’m on the 24th floor. If they want to break up, they’ll have to break through the 23rd floor first.”

Thinking of this, Li Zecheng relaxed a little.

But then a thought popped into my head: what if they really did attack?
Thinking of this possibility, Li Zecheng's heart was once again hanging in mid-air.

He opened the door and stepped outside into the corridor.

Looking down from the courtyard, one can see many people carrying bunkers and setting up obstacles along the many stairwells and passageways below.

The layout of the Hongding Building, with its staggered staircases, makes it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

If you want to fight your way up, this is a bloody path.

"We're all just trying to survive. There's no blood feud between us. They shouldn't be so crazy as to want to kill us, right?" Li Zecheng murmured to himself, as if trying to comfort himself.

After repeating this to himself several times, Li Zecheng felt somewhat at ease.

The opposing team is also composed of many people, and it's impossible for them to be of one mind. If too many people die, they will retreat.

In ancient times, an army was considered to have suffered a major defeat if its casualties exceeded 15%.

If casualties exceed 20%, the vast majority of the army will begin to collapse.

Legions that can hold out until their casualties exceed 30% without collapsing are all historically renowned.

“There are more than 2,000 people in our building, and we also have the advantage of location. Even if the other side attacks, they can't possibly reach the 24th floor.”

Footsteps approached from outside the stairwell.

Several lower-level floor masters came together, saying, "Li Zecheng, you twenty-fourth floor can't just watch the show; you should also send people down to help."

Li Zecheng asked, "Why?"

The fourth floor master said, "We're all in the same camp."

"not enough."

The third floor master sneered, "Then we'll just surrender, hide in the house, and let them have free access to the upper floors. Let's see what they do upstairs."

Li Zecheng remained silent, looking at the four resolute men before him, and finally nodded, "Alright, I can send ten men down to support you, but it's just support. If you send them to their deaths, they can leave on their own."

"Of course." The four landlords at the bottom smiled.

Having achieved their goal, they continued upstairs, preparing to persuade the other floor owners to send reinforcements downstairs.

Without reinforcements, the lower floors simply cannot be defended.

"boom!"

Several loud bangs echoed in the courtyard.

The sound of shattering glass followed immediately.

Li Ze stumbled and quickly grabbed the railing beside him.

The courtyard was filled with panicked shouts.

"What's going on?" Li Zecheng's expression changed drastically.

Then came the second tone, the third tone... and the fourteenth tone!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

Each blow felt like a heavy hammer pounding into his chest.

The closest sound was almost right next to him, separated by only a wall.

Li Zecheng suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

He hesitated for a moment, then opened the door.

The room behind him was now a complete mess.

A large hole was torn in the window directly opposite the balcony; the wooden planks were smashed, revealing a large opening.

The room was a complete mess.

On the wall next to the door, there was a thick crossbow bolt embedded several inches into the wall, with large cracks spreading outwards from the edge.

The sound I just heard must have come from here.

"Crossbows? Giant crossbows?" Li Zecheng's expression turned ugly.

He heard at least a dozen sounds just now. If he wasn't mistaken, these should have been fired from an overseas ship. They were treating them like primitive people.
On the deck, Qin Ziwen stared at the fourteen large holes blasted into the surface of the Hongding Building not far away, his expression unchanged. The crossbows that were originally kept in his homestead had all been moved to the ship.

Heavy crossbows were loaded onto the ship, opening up a second battlefield.

Qin Ziwu shouted, "Keep firing! Let's teach these bastards a lesson if they try to ambush us!"

Du Yu stood beside Qin Ziwen and said, "My lord, crossbows mounted on carts are not very suitable for attacking buildings. If we had catapults, it would be better."

"Yes, we need to make a batch of catapults later." Qin Ziwen nodded. As for making catapults, it shouldn't be too difficult. Compared to crossbows mounted on carts, catapults are even easier to make.

However, the accuracy of catapults is difficult to control, and if used for long-range attacks, it is basically all down to luck.

On the sea, crossbows mounted on vehicles fired in succession.

The enormous crossbow bolt, a blurry black shadow, traversed hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, striking the Red Cauldron Building with pinpoint accuracy.

The glass curtain wall in the area hit shattered with a deafening roar, cascading down like a waterfall.

Fourteen menacing black holes were added to the exterior wall of the building.

Amidst a series of tremendous bombardments.

The entire island fell silent.

The birds flew away in fright, and all was silent.

Even in the nearby urban villages, some groups that had originally organized to resist fell silent after seeing the heavy crossbow bolts flying overhead.

"Brother Long, what do we do?" Someone looked at Yang Long in the center of the group.

Yang Long remained silent for a moment, then said, "If we bring out those two super weapons, could we take them down?"

These two powerful weapons are meticulously crafted ballistae, but due to limitations in technology, manpower, and building level, only three have been built so far, and one was recently destroyed by fire.

Someone said, "Two against fourteen? That might be a bit difficult, and at most you'll only have one chance to fire. After that, you'll probably be targeted by the enemy's heavy crossbowmen."

Yang Long's eyes flickered; he was calculating the gains and losses.

If they win in the end, what will they gain?
What are the consequences if we lose?

After much deliberation, Yang Long felt that engaging in a decisive battle to the death was not worthwhile.

He's not one of those crazy people in the building; he's a normal person.

At worst, I'll just stay on this island.

At least I'm still alive.

If you die, you lose everything.

Even at this point, the people inside the building still hadn't come out, which meant they weren't planning on engaging in open combat.

Thinking of continuing to stay in the building.

To put it another way, they were "sold out".

Because their urban villages are closer to the beach.

"Tell the brothers below not to make a move. They should all stay inside and hide. We'll wait for the other side to come. If they really don't give us a way out, then it's not too late to fight them." Yang Long finally made his choice.

Hearing that they didn't have to lift a finger, many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside, the sound of crossbow bolts bombarding the building could be heard incessantly.

Until the sound finally disappeared, someone mustered up their courage and peeked out.

The once sturdy building was now riddled with holes.

It looked like it had turned into a hornet's nest.

The surface is covered with large, black holes.

Some people shrank back.

If this thing were to bombard their urban village, their houses might not be as sturdy as those in high-rise buildings. They might collapse after a few rounds.

(End of this chapter)