The First Killer God of the Tang Dynasty

Now the brothers were even more at a loss.

"Brother, why don't you take off this paper armor? We can hang it on a tree and still try it out."

Wang Lie frowned.

Zhang Yang patted the armor on his chest and said with a serious expression.

"No way, how can we test the results like that? Stop talking nonsense, come on, I know what I'm doing."

Seeing Zhang Yang's confident demeanor, the brothers had no choice but to agree.

A soldier handed Wang Lie a recurve bow and a triangular arrow.

Having never felt such weight before, even Wang Lie couldn't help but swallow hard.

His face was grim, and it took him a long time to slowly raise the bow.

"Stop dawdling! Draw your bow and shoot!"

Zhang Yang roared angrily.

Wang Lie was startled and could only shout loudly to release his inner panic and tension.

With a determined effort, he released the arrow from the bow.

With a whooshing sound, it flew towards Zhang Yang.

However, Wang Lie ultimately dared not harm Zhang Yang, so he slightly changed the angle and did not shoot at Zhang Yang's vitals.

But the next second, everyone was stunned.

when!

The arrow was deflected directly by the paper armor.

These are triangular arrows and recurve bows specifically designed for armor penetration.

The brothers immediately surrounded him, while Wang Lie nervously examined Zhang Yang from head to toe.

They were relieved to find that Zhang Yang was not injured, except for a dent in the paper armor.

However, Wang Lie quickly realized what was happening.

"Big brother, this paper armor is amazing! Even triangular arrows can't penetrate it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang smiled faintly and removed the paper armor from his body.

He explained to his brothers, "Paper armor is made of layers of specially treated paper. Even if one layer is torn open, there are still countless layers inside. Unlike iron armor, which is basically useless after being torn once."

As he spoke, Zhang Yang placed the paper armor on the campfire next to him.

"Brother, please stop!" one of the brothers shouted hurriedly. After all, it was such a waste to burn such high-quality paper armor.

But the next second, everyone was stunned.

The paper armor was completely unburnt.

Zhang Yang then poured another layer of water on top, but it still couldn't soak through.

The brothers were completely convinced by this kid.

Previously, people complained that these people were like stepchildren, not even having a decent suit of armor.

Now it seems that the paper armor made by the eldest brother is many times better than the armor of the Dragon Warrior Army.

At this moment, Wang Lie took the armor from Zhang Yang.

He weighed it in his hand; although it had some weight, it was much lighter than the armor worn by the Dragon Warriors.

The armor worn by the Longwu Army weighs at least twenty or thirty pounds, making it not only bulky but also inconvenient for movement.

Unlike the armor made by Zhang Yang, which is lightweight and allows for free movement of the joints, this armor feels more like wearing a heavy cloak.

"Brother, you're amazing! No wonder you agreed so readily this morning; you were already confident all along."

Zhang Yang snorted and slapped Wang Lie on the head.

He laughed and said, "When have I ever fought a battle I wasn't confident of winning? Alright, everyone, no rest tonight. Get to work and make paper armor. Come here, I'll go through the process with you one last time. Open your eyes wide and watch carefully!"

"Yes, sir!"

……

By the afternoon of the second day, Zhang Yang had already crafted more than forty pieces of paper armor.

The brothers who received the armor were all beaming with joy, and felt much more at ease.

After all, having this life-saving item greatly increases the chances of survival on the battlefield.

Just as Zhang Yang and his brothers were working hard to finish the job, Centurion Sun Xing led a group of Longwu soldiers over once again, swaggering around.

"Big brother, Long Wujun and the others have arrived."

Wang Lie reminded him, and Zhang Yang put down the armor he was about to continue adding and turned around.

"My lord, how's it going? Isn't it almost time? The King and the commander are getting impatient at the training ground. Are you scared?"

Zhang Yang remained calm and was not provoked by Wang Lie.

He said with a smile, "Go back and inform them that I will get the formation in a quarter of an hour and head to the training ground."

"Wait for you."

Sun Xing glanced at the white papers scattered all over the camp and thought to himself, "What an idiot."

This guy actually made armor out of blank paper; he must have lost his mind.

After the Longwu Army left, Zhang Yang immediately gave the order.

"All those who wear armor, follow me to the drill ground. The rest of you, continue making paper armor, without fail."

"promise."

The purpose of making paper armor was certainly not to deal with the Dragon Warrior Army.

Zhang Yang's opponent was the Black Flag Army, which was about to arrive in Guodu Town.

Fighting them is a life-or-death struggle; we must not let any of our brothers be without protective gear.

Then, the forty-odd people, neatly divided into four columns, headed towards the training ground in the military camp in perfect formation.

The forty men were all dressed in paper armor, resembling white dragons emerging from the water, their momentum unstoppable.

Upon arriving at the training ground, they were surrounded by hundreds or even thousands of Dragon Martial Army and Uyghur Army soldiers, whose numbers far exceeded those of Zhang Yang and his group.

Zhang Yang and his group were dressed in paper armor, which looked like a white dot on a black sheet of paper, making them particularly eye-catching.

"Hahaha, what the hell is this? Is this some kind of funeral procession? It's hilarious!"

"Wearing this out like this? Won't the rebels laugh themselves to death? Does the supervising officer intend to make the rebels laugh themselves to death?"

"This kind of paper armor will fall apart with one cut. I'm afraid we'll have to fight the enemy with our pants up, hahaha."

The Longwu Army and the Uyghur Army exchanged barbs and laughed maniacally.

Zhang Yang, however, showed absolutely no emotional fluctuation.

After all forty-odd people lined up neatly in the training ground, Zhang Yang walked towards the command platform in front.

At this moment, the Uyghur king on the command platform had no choice but to stand up and go out to greet him.

"My lord, I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect you to take it seriously."

Zhang Yang glanced at the other person and said coldly.

"There is no room for jest in the military; how could there be any reason for jokes?"

The smile of the Uyghur King Moyanchuo abruptly stopped.

"Since the military supervisor has said so, then we can only proceed with the competition as agreed. As for how the competition should be conducted, we leave it to the military supervisor to decide."

A hint of coldness flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes.

He then pointed to the paper-armored soldiers behind him.

"Both sides, clad in armor, will clash, with the final damage to the armor serving as the standard for judgment. I also intend to test the defensive capabilities of my armor on the battlefield. How about sixty Dragon Warriors and twenty Uyghur cavalrymen working together to challenge my paper-armored army?"

Upon hearing this, the Uyghur King, the leaders of the various Uyghur tribes, Zhao Fuliang, and all the centurions of the Longwu Army were struck dumb.

Mo Yanchuo said through gritted teeth.

"You're incredibly arrogant!"