sjar Chapter 52 The Powerful Strength of the Crossbow!
Chapter 52 The Powerful Strength of the Crossbow!
Just as everyone finally found a very spacious place, Bai Jing's eyes lit up instantly, his face full of barely suppressed excitement. He rushed towards the place where the crossbows were placed, his hands already reaching for the exquisite longbow.
However, just as he was about to touch the bowstring, a slender, fair hand blocked his movement. It was Gu Liuli. She frowned slightly and said coquettishly, "Lord Bai, why are you in such a hurry? I was originally thinking of letting someone who has never been exposed to martial arts try it out first!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Jing was taken aback at first, but quickly recovered. He casually picked at his ear with his right index finger, then put on a fawning, obsequious expression and said, "Oh dear, Your Highness, look at me, I'm almost fifty now. How could those young men down there compete with me for such an opportunity? Why don't I have a go first..."
Upon hearing this, Gu Liuli and the others around her all curled their lips in unison, secretly thinking: Is Bai Jing trying to take advantage of his age? Not to mention that he is actually only in his early forties, in the prime of his life, his appearance alone does not seem to be as old and frail as he claims.
At this moment, the people around began to whisper and murmur among themselves, and the scene suddenly became very lively.
"Lord Bai Jing, then...then shouldn't we respect the elderly and care for the young? Look, I'm only ten years old! Shouldn't it be my turn to go up?" Suddenly, a boy of about ten years old stepped out from the crowd. He was thin, but his steps were firm and powerful. At this moment, he stood there alone, his big, watery eyes fixed on the crossbow, the fervent affection in his eyes no less than that of Bai Jing.
Just then, a burly, resolute-faced middle-aged man bent down and said softly to the little boy in front of him, "Oh! Yuanba, I didn't expect you to be here too? Aren't you always taking good care of your grandfather?" However, the little boy named Yuanba seemed not to hear him at all, showing no reaction to the man's words. He simply strode forward, walking straight towards Gu Liuli, who was standing not far away.
When Yuan Ba reached Gu Liuli, he slowly raised his head. In an instant, everyone was drawn to his eyes. Those eyes were like the most dazzling, cold stars in the deep night sky, flashing with a cold and sharp light, and the determination they revealed seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles. Yuan Ba stared straight ahead, his expression cold and resolute.
"You..." Gu Liuli looked at the small figure in front of her, a hint of surprise rising in her heart. However, she did not look down on the other person because he was a child. Instead, she took the initiative to step forward and asked softly, "Why?"
Upon hearing Gu Liuli's question, Yuan Ba slightly parted his lips and spoke with a composure far beyond his years: "I will avenge my parents! I will clear my family's name! I will restore my parents' innocence!" Every word he uttered was powerful and resounding. Although Yuan Ba's voice was still somewhat immature, the determination and anger it contained were so intense that the entire arena fell silent.
Yuan Ba's resounding voice echoed through the air, reaching the ears of every loyal minister and their family member who had been falsely accused. For a moment, everyone fell silent, lost in deep thought. Indeed, if it weren't for the treacherous schemes of Chen Qi and Prince Duan, how could they have ended up in this godforsaken place of Ningguta, suffering such torment?
Gu Liuli patted Yuanba's head and simply said, "Okay!" However, Gu Liuli wanted Bai Jing to come along, otherwise the old man's eyes would have looked incredibly aggrieved.
At this moment, soldiers from Ningguta rushed over, shouting, "Report! Your Highness, someone from Xijing Kingdom is challenging us to battle!"
"In that case, why don't we go directly to the battlefield and test its power?" Yan Xiaohan said with a serious expression.
On the battlefield, smoke filled the air and shouts of battle shook the heavens.
Amidst the chaos and clamor, a colossal crossbow stood proudly, like a primordial beast that had traveled from an ancient battlefield, exuding an intense aura of killing intent.
Its crossbow body, forged from refined iron through countless hammer blows, is a deep, dark black, with mysterious patterns resembling ancient incantations, etched with memories of countless victories and bloodshed. The crossbow arm is thick and sturdy, winding like a powerful dragon, every inch of wood brimming with strength, as if poised to unleash its power.
The most striking feature was the five crossbow bolts arranged side by side on the crossbow strings. The shafts were thick and straight, made of a mixture of ironwood and wood, about the thickness of an adult's forearm, and gleamed with a cold, hard luster in the firelight, like messengers of death.
The three-edged, barbed arrowheads gleamed coldly, like the fangs of a demon, as if they couldn't wait to tear apart everything in their path.
At this moment, the one controlling the crossbow was a burly warrior. He wore a helmet and heavy armor, his bronze skin taut, veins bulging. His eyes were like the brightest cold stars in the deep night sky, sharp and resolute, staring straight ahead at the enemy camp. The blazing flames within seemed capable of burning away all difficulties and obstacles. There was no hesitation or retreat, only unwavering determination.
With a roar, the soldiers and their comrades strained together, pulling the lever with all their might.
In an instant, the mechanism erupted with a thunderous roar, and the bowstring vibrated violently, as if it were about to shatter the heavens and the earth.
The five arrows, like five black lightning bolts, whistled through the wind, carrying boundless impact and destructive power. Wherever they passed, the air was forcibly torn apart into white waves of air, and the sharp whistling sound was terrifying.
Like deadly fickle creatures, they pounced on the enemy, instantly causing chaos and blood to spread. The warriors behind the crossbows, however, grew even more determined, quickly preparing for the next fatal blow.
The newly appointed general of Xijing Kingdom stared wide-eyed, his face filled with terror, at the terrifying weapons in the hands of the enemy. These weapons were strangely designed and incredibly powerful, far exceeding his expectations. He knew things were going badly and immediately led his men to retreat from the battlefield.
After rushing back to his camp, the general collapsed into a chair, panting heavily, large beads of sweat constantly sliding down his forehead. Without taking a break, he immediately summoned his trusted soldiers, solemnly handing one of them a pre-prepared letter, repeatedly instructing him to forward it to the emperor as quickly as possible.
At this moment, the general's mind was filled with the horrific scenes from the battlefield. He finally understood why Jiang Yiche's army had been completely wiped out, and why they had looked so gruesome before their deaths. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.