Naturally, the caravan would not be captured without mercy. Following Wu Yuan's command, hundreds of crossbows were launched at the same time.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
With the sound of a machine spring, ten thousand crossbow arrows were launched within a few seconds, flying towards the bandit camp with a roaring sound.
"Stupid! A small crossbow wants to achieve great feats!"
The old man glanced at the large swath of flying crossbow arrows and smiled contemptuously.
No wonder he was so dismissive, knowing that they were setting up a heavily armored shield array, yet they still used crossbows.
For heavy shields, even heavy hard crossbows cannot break through the defense at all. This is just looking for embarrassment.
"ah!"
Just when the old man was complacent and ready to watch a joke, bursts of screams came from the bandit formation, and the formation was instantly in chaos.
"Damn it, it turned out to be an arrow of the undead, madman, you are so crazy!"
The old man turned pale instantly and cursed loudly.
Those crossbow arrows were not able to break through the heavy shield at all. On the contrary, all the crossbow arrows exploded as soon as they came into contact with the heavy shield. How could he not understand that these crossbow arrows were actually talisman arrows.
In other words, these are not arrows at all, but lives, arrows forged with life. Each arrow is a life, a cursed life.
He instantly understood that these people were never idle in the cursed city. So many young people would die due to the curse when they reached fifteen, and a Talisman Master used them to make Talisman Arrows. It was simply inhumane.
This kind of talisman arrow has no solution at all, because what it competes with is not strength but a curse, just like modern germ warfare.
Anyone affected will inevitably encounter the curse of the undead and fall into extreme panic. At worst, they may fall into a coma, or at worst, they may lose their souls and die.
The arrows of the undead are banned. Once someone makes and uses them, they will inevitably encounter condemnation and resistance from the whole society. If they face a situation where people will attack them, they will be seeking death.
But he obviously forgot about the special nature of the cursed city, where there are no rules or morality at all.
The most important thing is that the hatred of those dying teenagers towards society is far beyond his imagination.
Their life ended before it even began. Their short life was nothing but helplessness and resentment. They resented the unfairness of their fate, but they had no choice.
In order to keep their relatives alive, they had to choose to do child labor, so they all voluntarily were made into arrows of the undead before they died.
They can take revenge on society after death, passing on the curse they suffered to others and letting them taste the pain of the curse.
Undead arrows have no effective defense, not even the caster himself can be spared.
Because these undead curses have no sanity, just like bacteria, they only contaminate everything they encounter.
The old man didn't feel sorry for the cursed bandits, he was worried about himself.
Even if he is contaminated by the curse of the undead, although he will not die, he will have constant nightmares from now on, and it will be difficult to make any progress in his cultivation.
"withdraw!"
The old man had to issue an order to retreat. This place was already a land polluted by the undead, and no one wanted to provoke the curse of the undead.
If he doesn't give the order to retreat, the bandits will inevitably collapse. This is not what he wants to see. Giving up the first line of defense is not a big problem. What he fears is the chaos.
"smokescreen!"
Wu Yuan had no expression on his face and gave the order coldly.
Countless bottles and cans were quickly thrown out under Wu Yuan's order.
It was originally dark night, and the sky illuminated by piles of bonfires was quickly covered again by the rising smoke screen.
Even the retreating bandits lost their direction in an instant and became like headless flies scurrying around.
"rush!"
Following Wu Yuan's order, the caravan used full power and quickly rushed towards the bandit camp.
Under the command of Wu Yuan, the guards maintained a herringbone charge formation, and continued to throw a series of thunder bombs in the surroundings, causing explosions one after another.
Along with the rising flames and screams, the air began to fill with the smell of burning flesh, which made people sick to smell it.
"Fire the arrow!"
Just when the scene was in chaos, a loud shout came from the distance, where was the bandit's second sniper line.
Obviously, they gave up the first line of defense, ignored their frantically retreating companions, and launched an indiscriminate attack forward.
"Buzz!"
The bandit team is already huge, and the first line of defense only consists of a few thousand people. After all, they are just a test.
There were ten thousand bandits in the second sniper line. Thousands of arrows were fired in unison, accompanied by screams. I don't know how many people turned into ghosts.
"Shield formation! Defense!"
The caravan was charging at high speed, and the guards raised their heavy shields and launched an effective defense.
"Source Crystal Cannon, prepare!"
Wu Yuan is always so calm and directs in an orderly manner.
The carport in the middle opened with a bang at Wu Yuan's command.
What was originally loaded inside was not low-grade source crystals at all, but two triple-mounted cannons. Of course, it only meant that they looked very similar to modern naval guns.
"Fire!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The two cannons fired at the same time, but there was no fire or smoke. Except for bursts of explosions, they were not at all like modern cannons.
But a large number of red "cannonballs" were indeed fired from the barrel.
The cannon fires so fast that tens of thousands of "cannonballs" are fired in the blink of an eye. This is not a cannon, but more like a modern Phalanx type ship defense gun.
The overwhelming "cannonballs" had no accuracy and just flew randomly towards the bandit camp hundreds of meters away.
"Damn it! You're wasting the source crystal like this. What a waste!"
Some bandits were dumbfounded when they saw the cannonballs coming, but they had no intention of avoiding them, as if those cannonballs would not cause any harm at all.
Sure enough, the "cannonballs" that poured down were not harmful at all. Even if some unlucky people were hit on the head, it would only cause a small bump and a cry of pain.
But the "cannonball" disintegrated on its own, releasing a dense air.
In fact, those were not cannonballs at all, but individual low-grade source crystals. The so-called cannons were nothing more than a formation that allowed the source crystals to decompose and release spiritual energy.
The large amount of source crystals thrown out quickly decomposed, and the dense air on the scene became thicker and thicker, so thick that it almost turned into a mist visible to the naked eye.
Just when the mist almost condensed into water, suddenly the whole air began to riot, and a white light suddenly lit up with a buzzing sound.
The brightness spread rapidly, and in less than a second, it was lit up like daylight for miles around.
"Buzz!"
There was a sudden explosion, and the day turned into a flash of light, enough to blind a person's eyes.
No one could look directly at this kind of flash, and had to close their eyes tightly. Even if they closed their eyes, they could clearly feel the burning light.
The caravan did not stop throwing the source crystals, even though they could no longer see anything. Anyway, they just closed their eyes and scattered them mechanically, allowing the spiritual energy to continuously replenish and maintain the flash of light.