"call out!"
A black light penetrated the darkness, and the arrow that Richard shot for the third time repeatedly hit the trees outside the camp.
After Bill Caesar took a look, he really wanted to ask Richard, why did he leave the enemy alone but kept shooting at the trees? Do the trees have a grudge against you? But the next moment, he discovered that the third arrow that Richard had just shot seemed to hit the tail of the first arrow, and then broke the first arrow and nailed it to the tree trunk.
this…
coincide? !
Bill Caesar was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he heard Richard whispering to himself in a low voice: "Well, it's almost done."
Outside the camp, under the command of the leader, a new formation was formed, and many soldiers began to cock their bows and prepare to shoot.
In the camp, Viscount Lanster had already called for everyone to take simple defensive measures, holding a shield in front of him. Although he was not completely immune to the damage, he could still resist some of it.
Richard shouted "Arrow" again, took the arrow from Bill Caesar, put it into the hand crossbow, raised it for the fourth time, and really aimed at the leader outside the camp.
Outside the camp, a leader-looking man shouted, raising his hands high, ready to give orders.
In the camp, Richard placed his hand on the trigger, tensed his arm muscles, held his breath, and numerous collected data flashed through his brain:
Distance: 153m (±0.05m);
Height difference: 0.3m (±0.02m);
Wind direction: 13.5° from west to north (±0.1°);
Wind speed: 3.5m/s (±0.1m/s);
Gravity: standard value;
Air humidity: 50% (±3%);
Hand crossbow error: 4.5% (±0.5%);
Effect on heart rate:…
Effects of arm shaking:…
…
"brush!"
The leader outside the camp was about to chop his hand off.
"Click!"
In the camp, Richard's hand pressed the trigger of the hand crossbow.
"call out!"
When the bowstring of the hand crossbow is tightened and ejected, the accumulated elastic potential energy is released and acts on the arrow, turning it into kinetic energy. The arrow flew out with a roar, began to accelerate, tearing through the darkness like lightning, and shot towards the target.
And then...hit!
The leader was wearing full-body armor and a helmet, with his face shield pulled down, like an iron can. If the shot hits the armored area, even if it penetrates, it will only cause minor injuries. In this regard, Richard aimed at the eye gap left on the protective surface.
"puff!"
The arrow penetrated through the gap accurately, and blood rushed out immediately, like a fountain of Yin Hong.
"ah!"
The leader let out a scream, and fell backwards before his raised hand could strike down. The arrow penetrated his brain, killing him instantly.
The many soldiers outside the camp who were about to attack were stunned and turned to look at the body of their leader... in surprise.
this!
At the critical moment when the attack was about to launch, time paused.
Very long time…
When many soldiers could no longer hold their bowstrings, and when many soldiers' necks were so twisted that they were sore, one man finally mustered up the courage to approach the leader's body, ready to see whether he was dead or alive.
But before he could get close, a deadly arrow penetrated the darkness, shot through the gap between his helmet and armor, and shot through his entire neck, shattering his spine and throat.
"Bang", the man immediately turned into a second corpse and fell to the ground.
There was some commotion among the soldiers outside the camp. Fortunately, someone stood up in time. He seemed to be a small leader and shouted: "Don't... Poof!"
What he wanted to say was "don't panic", but before he could say the last word "panic", an arrow shot from his open mouth and shot directly through his head.
"boom!"
A third corpse was also produced.
It is foreseeable that more corpses will continue to be produced.
The soldiers outside the camp began to panic, fear spread rapidly, their bows and arrows had been put down, and everyone looked around with vigilance. At this moment, the most important thing for them is not to kill, but to save their lives.
Richard waited for a while and found that no one without a good eye came forward, so he started to shoot at the soldiers closest to the camp with his crossbow.
One, two, three...
When the fifth person died, people outside the camp finally discovered that whoever was closer would die faster, and they immediately rushed to the back.
If you stay far away and hide in the dark, you shouldn't be able to see, aim, or kill, right
The soldiers outside the camp thought so.
But they were obviously too naive.
The next moment, a group of faint blue flames with a diameter of one meter rose into the sky, suspended more than ten meters above the ground, like a searchlight or a small sun illuminating the inside and outside of the camp.
When one was not enough, another one appeared, and finally three appeared, arranged in an equiangular triangle in mid-air. They could be seen clearly no matter how far outside the camp.
Evocation of fire-like spells·zero-level low-level·phosphorus candle!
So the arrows continued. Deadly arrows flew out one after another, killing people continuously, with extremely accurate and terrifying results. Every time it comes, it takes a life.
The soldiers outside the camp looked at the camp in panic, feeling that it looked like a monster that chose people to devour. Looking up at the three huge blue flames, I thought they were the three eyes of a monster. Anyone who saw them would die.
In an atmosphere of fear and panic, the unilateral killings continued, and morale became increasingly low.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Soldiers fell one after another, and Richard counted in a low voice.
"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen... twenty-one!"
When the twenty-first person died outside the camp, morale dropped to the limit and became zero. The aggressive team that came to surround them collapsed and fled in all directions, crying and howling.
Some of them wanted to stand up and stop it, but ultimately didn't. Because they knew that if they stood up, there was no question whether they could stop it, but it was certain that they would be killed by long-eyed arrows. Then... let's run...
While shouting, the entire army retreated into the darkness like a tide, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.
The nobles and Gero in the camp looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
To be honest, they had never had such a bizarre experience.
They are nervous, they are anxious, they urge, they are determined, they are burning with blood and preparing for a desperate blow. Afterwards, they were surprised, they were shocked. Then, they are wary, they are doubtful. In the end, they were stunned, they were numb.
The enemy came and the enemy left.
They just stood there, not moving.
They had obviously experienced all the emotions they could experience in their hearts, but the whole battle seemed to have nothing to do with them at all. They are like a group of spectators, a group of spectators who are extremely involved and immersed in the scene, but are actually irrelevant and have no effect.
Speaking of which, among all of them, the only one who contributed to the battle turned out to be... Bill Caesar. At least, he was passing arrows to Richard.
Well, this... is very strong.
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