However, the wooden blocks and stones rolling down the mountain, under the influence of gravitational acceleration, were much faster than them.
In an instant, it led to another wave of casualties, with blood and flesh blurred, and bright red blood flowing down the mountain wall, a sight that was truly shocking.
"That old guy in iron armor is Nalan Wuwei. Shoot him dead for me. Catch the thief by capturing the king first!"
"Yes!"
Swish, swish, swish...
At this moment, the archers who found themselves without a place to fight were once again put to use, and all the Cloud Breaking Arrows shot towards Nalan Wuwei.
Nalan Wuwei looked at the rain of arrows, pressing down like black clouds upon a city, suffocating him, whimpering like the crying of ghosts.
Upon hearing such noises, he fled briskly downwards while turning back for a glance.
Who would have thought that it was better not to look; upon seeing, he immediately found himself drenched in excrement.
