Emperor Xian of Han looked at the two people who were arguing in front of him, and was unable to make up for a moment.

Gu Daoyan is a respected hero, but the direction is even more difficult. He is not only the eldest son and grandson of the Fang family among the four major families, but also the son-in-law of the Tang family among the four major families. If it weren't for the Fang family's ancestors, he would have become a general long ago. Therefore, although his official position was only the deputy general of the first battalion, he was determined to fight against Gu Daoyan and did not show any weakness.

"Your Majesty, since General Fang is sure, why not let him try it? Even if he has not succeeded, he will only lose three thousand slave soldiers."

At this time, a minister came out and spoke to Emperor Xian of Han. This remark immediately aroused a lot of consent.

Gu Daoyan sighed secretly. The Fang family's strength in the military headquarters was indeed strong. Although he was the best and commanded the Western Front Camp, his strength in the court was still far less strong than the Fang family's foundation. The reason why he opposed it was not because he had some kind intention, but because he had a slight concern about Xu Haifeng's ability to command, for fear that he would make another great contribution and thus ruin his plan. However, seeing that most of the ministers agreed at this moment, they knew that things could not be done, and it would be useless to oppose it any more, so they had to retreat.

Since Gu Daoyan no longer objected, there was no need to discuss this matter. With the permission of Emperor Xian of Han, Xiang Ming took the token and headed towards the front line.

He commanded the more than 200,000 troops as deputy generals. Even if he held the token, the generals did not dare to blatantly violate it, but he would always be unavoidable to delay. However, as the eldest son and grandson of the Fang family, Xiang Ming made great achievements the last time. Most of the senior generals in the army had more or less related to the Fang family, so naturally no one dared to neglect it.

Under the command of Jing Ming, the most strange scene on the battlefield appeared.

Tens of thousands of people lined up in front of them neatly retreated, and there was no one within a thousand meters in front of the main gate of Lin'an City. Such a move immediately attracted the attention of everyone on both sides, and as long as the people who could see their eyes were involuntarily concentrated in this place.

A tower cart slowly approached the city gate under the escort of thousands of soldiers. The commander of the Caesars' main gate frowned and thought hard. He could not think of what the Han people were doing. Such a tower cart was made of solid wood, more than ten feet high, and was equipped with stairs and slides. The soldiers went up the stairs to the top platform on the car. Standing on the top platform, you could directly climb the city wall, or the archers could shoot arrows from the top platform on the tower, which could suppress the opponent's archers. It was indeed a good tool for siege. But it had two fatal disadvantages: one was slow movement and the other was not firm enough.

Because it is built too high, although it is equipped with pulleys at a low level, it still cannot get fast. Because of the same reason, its solidity is more than one step away. It is precisely because of these two fatal weaknesses that it does not have much effect in large-scale warfare.

The catapult is its biggest nemesis. Because it is slow, it has become a target for the catapult. Because it is not strong, it cannot withstand the attack.

During the attack a few days ago, the Han people also used this object, but the effect was not good. Several of them were broken by the catapult on the city wall, and they had to retreat.

The thousands of infantrymen came to the city gate and stood in a fixed position of eight hundred meters, divided into three teams, each with one thousand people. The most strange thing was that the man was particularly burly, at least one head taller than others, and he was disheveled and looked like a demon god. Among the team behind him, twenty people were carrying two large platforms, and there were two copper lions on them. The Caesars were talking about it, and they couldn't think of why they wanted to take the copper lion to the battlefield. A Caesar soldier mocked and said, "Didn't he want to use the two lions as weapons?" This sentence immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter.

These three thousand infantrymen were arranged in formation, and three thousand cavalry came out behind them. These cavalry Caesars are not unfamiliar with them, that is, the famous red marine lancers.

Hundreds of baggage teams came from behind. Each of them, holding two bundles of arrows, ran to the rooftop of the cart and laid the arrow branches. Judging from this situation, it seemed that the archers were required to suppress the shooting.

"Prepare the catapult. Once the other party's cart enters 600 meters, throw it hard." Officer Caesar sneered and issued an order, but no one expected that this order would be the last order in his life.

When all the baggage teams left, except for a few empty seats on the top platform of more than ten square meters, they were filled with arrows.

Then, a group of five people walked past the cavalry team, followed the stairs, and slowly climbed to the top. One of them untied a large bow from his back, took the arrow branch, slowly set off his bow, and made a gesture to shoot.

"Is he crazy? Is this place eight hundred meters away from the city gate?"

Whether it was the Han Xian Emperor and the ministers on the hillside, the Caesars on the city walls, or the Han army on the ground, these questions arose at the same time.

The entire battlefield became strangely quiet at this moment. Everyone held their breath and watched the man's every move. In the hundreds of thousands of pairs of shocking, disbelief and mocking eyes, he finally shot this earth-shaking arrow.

It looked like thunder and lightning, no one could see the trajectory of this arrow. They only saw the man loosening his right hand. Almost at the same time, the stone pole with the Caesar flag hanging on the high tower of the main gate of Lin'an City seemed to be hit by a huge rock with a thousand kilograms of stone, making a loud "bang" sound, and the gravel scattered everywhere. The stone pole broke from the middle and fell down in countless pairs of eyes full of incredible.

The Caesar commander, standing next to the stone pole, turned his head foolishly. He saw the man on the rooftop of the cart let go of the bowstring again. Then he felt something flew in from his open mouth, and the huge force lifted him up. What is this? Is it a devil? This is his last thought before his death.

Standing on the top stage was the archer Takabe, whose unparalleled archery skills were at the moment.

The first arrow was that he shot down the national flag that Caesars was proud of and gave the other party a blow. The second arrow was that his arrow was passed through the mouth of the commander-in-chief of the other party. What was even more exaggerated was that it actually carried the other party's fat body and nailed it deeply into the wooden board behind. A wisp of blood winded down his back, indescribably terrifying and terrifying.

Then, Tshebey passed by with an arrow, and the arrow branches in front of him were quickly shot out. The two soldiers behind him kept putting the arrow branches around him to his right hand to facilitate his picking.

There were afterimages of arrow branches in the sky, and the sound of thunderous "swooshing" through the air was heard. Yes, because the arrow speed was too fast, almost the moment when Zhebe let go, the arrow branch had reached its destination, so only afterimages could be left in the air. Such a fast sharp arrow had exceeded the speed of sound wave transmission, so what people heard was the previous sound.

Such terrifying archery skills have exceeded the cognition of human beings. Since they can't even see, how can they resist it? Zhebi's arrow will take more than one person's life. The Caesar officers were the target of his focus, and no officers who appeared within his range were spared. Soon, when Zhebi shot the 500th arrow, there was no living person on a 100-meter city wall at the main city gate. He actually managed to control the entire 100-meter front with his own strength. Such might and such a record were incredible even if he saw it with his own eyes.

A normal person can shoot a target a hundred meters away, which is a rare master of archery. Those who can shoot most targets in a hundred and fifty meters can be called archers, but I have never heard of anyone who can shoot something 200 meters away. However, in this battle, Zhebe actually showed a level far beyond the limit of human beings. He was able to shoot arrows without 800 meters away, and all the arrow branches were three points into stone, which obviously still had enough strength.

Human power is sometimes poor, and even the range of a catapult is only within 600 meters. Moreover, there is no bow in the world that has a range of 800 meters. What's more, even with such a bow, how can a person's eyes see things 800 meters away and make the arrows look perfect?

"The Devil..." The Caesar screamed sadly.

"God..." The Han people cheered loudly.

On the hillside, Emperor Xian of Han and others were also stunned. After a long time, Emperor Xian of Han felt a chill in his throat. He couldn't help but touch his throat. He looked up and saw that most of the people around him had done the same movement as him. He swallowed and asked a sensation: "Who is this person? Are there such warriors in my Han army?"

Of course no one could answer this question. Emperor Xian of Han thought of Xu Haifeng from the Western Camp and asked: "Aoqing Gu..."

"I am here." Gu Daoyan stepped out and bowed.

"This person should be from the Western Front Camp, who is he?"

Gu Daoyan was stunned. How could he know who this person was suddenly exerted and was speechless for a moment.

"What? Do you don't know about such a warrior? How did you lead troops?" Emperor Xian of Han said furiously.

The beard of Gu Dao is really mute and eats coptis. He couldn't say anything about his suffering. He cursed Xu Haifeng and Xiang Ming's ancestors in his heart, and finally squeezed out a few words from his mouth: "I only know that this person is a warrior under General Xu Haifeng. After this battle, I will investigate in detail."

"Hmph..." Emperor Xian of Han turned his head dissatisfiedly and continued to watch.
Chapter completed!