Chapter 194 Spirit Crossbow
When they set out again, the team of 500 or 600 people was reduced to 300 people.
Now everyone looked at the goose with a hint of fear.
Only then did they realize that the goose was much stronger than themselves, at least it could fight a foundation-building master alone.
The goose ignored the awe-inspiring looks from everyone. It walked at the front of the team, raised its head to the sky, took eight-character steps, and swayed its butt.
In fact, it was just the goose that felt proud. After a big battle last night, its feathers were messy, and the hair on its butt and back had all fallen off.
In Er Gouzi's eyes, it was now a poor goose with mixed hair.
There were five more storage bags on Er Gouzi's waist, hanging in a row, giving him a feeling of nouveau riche.
He had already used his spiritual sense to look at it, and there were no valuable items in it.
That was a small amount of spirit stones and some blood and soul pills.
However, Yang Tie divided a few of the dozen flying swords he got last night, and Er Gouzi threw the rest to his men.
"Brother Zhang, why do you carry so much lime?"
Yang Tie has always been a little confused. Why would a normal person carry so much lime?
"Take a little of everything, just in case!"
Er Gouzi was embarrassed to say that he stole it, so he could only find an excuse.
After killing the group of traitors, they did not encounter any more obstacles and successfully reached the front battlefield.
It was the first time that Er Gouzi saw the front battlefield clearly.
The Great Zhou Dynasty built a magnificent wall two or three feet high on a continuous mountain top.
This wall was connected together to keep most of the monsters and monsters of the Wan Yao Kingdom out of the country.
Many ragged, yellow-faced and skinny civilians were lifting huge stones to repair the gaps in the wall.
This magnificent wall in front of them was built by these inconspicuous civilians after countless years.
When Er Gouzi came, he saw several supervisors whipping the civilians with whips in their hands.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"
"No one can rest or eat until this section is finished!"
"If the monsters from the Ten Thousand Monsters rush in through this gap, no one will survive!"
The civilians could only hunch their backs and tremble as they lifted stones to block the gap.
As for the ordinary soldiers on the front line, they were not much better than the civilians. After years of fighting, they were also ragged and thin.
Er Gouzi and his group walked along the city wall. Every hundred feet or so, there was a relatively high arrow platform.
There was a kind of spiritual crossbow on the arrow platform, which was one person tall and five or six feet wide, and was engraved with patterns of formations.
When Er Gouzi saw this spiritual crossbow, his eyes lit up.
He had seen the refining method of this spiritual crossbow in the inheritance of the old man Qianji.
The biggest advantage of this spiritual crossbow is that it consumes spiritual stones as power, and ordinary people can also use it.
If there is no spiritual stone, the cultivator can input mana into it to drive the spiritual crossbow.
It turns out that this craft of the old man Qianji has not completely disappeared, and it is still preserved in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Next to the spirit crossbow, there are several large iron boxes, which are full of crossbow arrows.
Each crossbow arrow is three feet long and made of hundred-fold steel.
Through the power of the spirit crossbow, it can be shot more than 100 feet away.
If such a spirit crossbow is installed on the city wall, as long as there are enough of them, it will be difficult for any creature crawling on the ground or flying in the sky to cross this line of defense.
It just consumes more spirit stones, and it cannot be used without a certain amount of family background.
"Brother Zhang, are you interested in this kind of spirit crossbow?"
Yang Tie saw Er Gouzi looking at the spirit crossbow all the time, and asked casually.
"I just think the workmanship is very exquisite. I took a few more glances, but I don't understand much about these."
"This is made by the Artisan Bureau of the court who specializes in refining weapons."
As the two walked and talked, a team of the National Defense Army came over to them.
The leader of the National Defense Army was the burly Fatty Chen. Er Gouzi had met him once at the foot of Shekou Mountain.
"Meeting General Chen!"
"No need to be polite, have you brought the military rations? I'm starving."
Fatty Chen waved his hand and strode towards the two of them. He looked really hungry.
"I brought it!"
Yang Tie pointed to the big wooden box carried by the soldiers behind him and asked them to bring the box over.
Fatty Chen led his soldiers to walk over in three or two steps, opened the lid of a wooden box, and then opened several layers of waterproof oilcloth, only to see a full box of marching pills inside.
"General Chen, we have sent a total of 150 dan of marching pills, 1,000 jin of smoked meat, 1,000 jin of salted fish, 200 jin of salt, 50 jars of wine, one dan of Peiyuan Guben Pills, 200 Peiyuan Pills..."
Yang Tie carefully reported the materials he was escorting this time.
The total volume of the items they escorted this time was still very large, and the storage bags could not hold them.
They could only ask a large number of soldiers to help transport them.
Moreover, if they put public items into their own storage bags and then took them out, it would inevitably be suspected of being inappropriate.
Although everyone was greedy at ordinary times, they still had to do the superficial work that should be done.
Yang Tie was still reporting here, and Fatty Chen had already led people to search through boxes and cabinets for food.
As a captain of the National Defense Army, a dignified Jindan cultivator was also hungry, so the situation of other soldiers could be imagined.
At this moment, Fatty Chen was holding a piece of beef jerky and biting it in his mouth, eating with relish, and his voice was a little unclear.
"Don't mind. The military rations allocated to us by the imperial court are not much, and we are often attacked by those evil cultivators, which causes a large loss of military rations."
"Now the border guards from top to bottom are all in a state of hunger."
Fat Chen explained and asked his men to carry the food down for distribution.