No matter how desperate and wailing the subordinates were, the final result did not change.
Yang Heng still stayed in the city obediently, but he kept looking at Yang Heng's subordinates with strange eyes, which made him very unhappy. He was directly sent away by him to arrange various defenses, add supplies, and conduct patrols by the way.
Yang Heng, on the other hand, put himself in the enemy's shoes and kept thinking about how he would break the city if it were him and look for loopholes.
At the same time, the enemy is also analyzed based on more and more detailed information from the scouts, and countermeasures and countermeasures are designed individually for each of the enemy's arms and each possible tactic.
"Team Yang, the troops are approaching the city."
The subordinate who didn't know where to go appeared again, but this time he succeeded in making Yang Heng raise his head.
"good."
Yang Heng nodded in response, and with the assistance of his subordinates, he put on the full-body heavy armor belonging to the heavy-armored infantry.
For now, all the middle and high-level generals in Ning'an Town have been converted into heavy armored infantry, in order to break through the peak of the third level of spearmen's strength and allow them to become stronger.
So now they each have a set of leather armor and a set of full-body heavy armor.
Because it comes with job transfer, the level is extremely low, and the defense power is not high. Basically, a fourth-level mortal can break through the armor that is several centimeters thick.
Of course, I believe that this shabby appearance will not last long. The development process of their exclusive luxurious armor, the Rune Cold Armor, has begun.
What Ning'an needs now is time. As long as Ning'an is given some time to consume the existing gains and transform them into foundation, everyone will be armed to the teeth with high attack, high defense, and high survivability.
Bursting out fission-like energy.
Of course, now Yang Heng could only put on this bulky full-body armor, put on his helmet, picked up his folding iron knife, walked out of the military camp with a heavy gun, and walked straight towards the city wall.
...
"Old Fang, what's going on?"
"Someone is going to attack us."
Fang Yunqi carefully held the rune pen, and his hand steadily and quickly carved lines on the square marble. The style was exactly the same as the rune, but no spiritual energy was injected into it.
"Why are you acting like a normal person?"
Ye Xiuying looked at Fang Yunqi who was steady.
When Fang Yunqi heard this, he glanced at his wife.
"Otherwise? Isn't there a city wall or an army guarding it?
Besides, Fanzi has already expected this, so don’t panic, don’t panic.”
Seeing Fang Yunqi's calm look, Ye Xiuying's heart calmed down for some reason, as if she had a backbone.
.......
On the Ning'an City Wall, Yang Heng, who was covered in iron armor, stood on it, looking coldly at the army rushing out of the forest at the end of his field of vision.
The forest outside the city wall of Ning'an Town has long been cleared by Ning'an Town. Even the tree stumps have been dug out, forming a flat open space with an excellent view. There is nothing that can block the view, and the view is unobstructed.
So even though Wang Mo's army was still far away, it could still be easily seen by Yang Heng.
In Yang Heng's opinion, these armies were simply a bunch of ragtag troops. They marched without any order and were in chaos, without any appearance of an army.
And the man who looked like Wang Mo was running at the front. He didn't look like a general, but looked like a gangster leader, leading a large group of gangsters to fight.
Of course, no matter how much Yang Heng looked down on them, he had no intention of going out and actively fighting them.
Just kidding, there is a city wall, why should I go out? I’m afraid I’m stupid, right?
As a result, Yang Heng watched them approach, holding up a long ladder. As they approached, the team was stretched, and they were not connected from head to tail. Even if Yang Heng had no military qualities, he was full of desire to complain at this moment.
"Hey, there's no way to spit in this slot."
He complained in all kinds of ways but couldn't say anything. After Wang Mo entered the attack range, Yang Heng had no choice but to give him a beating from society.
"Boss, give me a social beating."
Phew! Phew! Phew!
One after another, the first-level beast souls are stuck in the grooves of the bone crossbows. Each crossbow has three arrows. There are fifty low-level bone crossbows on this wall, for a total of one hundred and fifty.
The crossbow arrow flies out with great force and attacks the enemy forcefully.
Although these compromised bone crossbows can only use first-order beast souls and have relatively low power, they have successfully broken through the production limit and become the first large-scale equipment in Ning'an Village. Grade: None.
After achieving mass production, it quickly became popular, and skeleton crossbow carts were produced one after another and distributed on the four city walls and arrow towers.
But now these bone ballistae are beginning to show their majesty.
Although it is only driven by the first-level beast soul, the strength of the bone crossbow is still strong. The power of the entire beast soul is instilled in the three crossbow arrows. Although the conversion rate is quite low, it can still penetrate the human body easily.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
The powerful crossbow arrows pierced the space, penetrated directly into the flesh and blood, penetrated through, and plowed a bloody trough in the chaotic army.
Often a crossbow arrow can easily penetrate three or four people, and this is when the enemy's formation is quite scattered.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Another round of crossbow arrows was fired, but this time the number was reduced by two-thirds, and the momentum was much weaker.
However, what is different from before is that the crossbow bolts fired in batches successfully achieved uninterrupted continuous firing.
The whistling sound of crossbow arrows sounded in the air one after another, but to the enemy, it was like the whisper of death, terrifying and frightening.
"Spread out, everyone, please spread out. Don't get together. If you spread out, they won't be able to shoot you. Spread out!"
Wang Mo was so stupid that he was shocked for the first time when he saw the ballista, but he quickly reacted and shouted loudly.
Just as he looked at the skeleton ballistas scattered on the city wall, jealousy burned in the depths of his eyes.
Destroy, destroy, I will destroy all of this, Fang Fan, I will make you lose nothing!!!
"Charge me! The first one to rush onto the city wall, I will make him the captain! Give him a level nine weapon, kill him!!"
Wang Mo shouted loudly, "The benefits are touching." When the soldiers heard this, they gritted their teeth, scattered and rushed forward.
Yang Heng, who was standing on the city wall, watched with cold eyes, his face expressionless, but after estimating the current distance, he shouted coldly.
"Have a holiday!"
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Arrows shot out from the string, drew a curve in the air, and finally fell towards the enemy under the acceleration of gravity, killing and injuring the charging enemy one after another.
However, what made Yang Heng a little regretful was that both the Bone Crossbow and the Archers focused fire on Wang Mo to a certain extent, but Wang Mo seemed to have two brushes and neither of them hurt him.
Of course, this is normal. Wang Mo must have some skills. Otherwise, how could he be the head of a village and command so many people? So it is just disappointing. After all, if he dies, he will win. How comfortable.
ah.
As several rounds of arrow rain fell, and as the enemy troops fell one after another during the charge, they finally approached the city wall and arrived at the foot of the city wall.
At this moment, Wang Mo suddenly rushed to the front. Under Yang Heng's gaze, he jumped up, took out an exquisite jade talisman, and shouted loudly.
