"Dang, Dang, Dang," the bell began to ring. Abel was shocked. He picked up his composite bow and quiver and quickly ran towards the castle gate. When he passed by the square, the citizens in the square were a little panicked. They didn't know what was going on.
Abel climbed up the side of the wall from the side ladder. He saw Knight Marshall was already standing there in his armor. There were more than 20 guards standing next to him with long spears in their hands.
Seeing Abel's arrival, Knight Marshall said worriedly, "Abel, why did you come up here? It's dangerous here. You should go back to the castle first."
Abel poked his head out of the wall to take a look. As soon as he poked his head out, an arrow was shot towards him. He quickly retracted his head and dodged the arrow flying towards him.
However, Abel had already seen more than 20 orcs outside the wall. Some of them were wolf riders, and some of them were taurens riding on blazing bulls.
"Why are there orcs here?" Abel asked in surprise.
"There are about 2 or 3 teams of orcs here. With these forces, they have the power to attack the castle." Knight Marshall sneered and continued, "They underestimated Harry's castle."
"Where are the archers? Are we just going to let them show off outside? "Abel, who had just been shot by an arrow, was a little annoyed.
"There are only 5 archers in the castle. The difference in archery skills is too big. 2 of the archers are already injured. They are no match for these wolf riders who have been using bows for many years. I have already ordered them not to fight back." Knight Marshall pointed at the 2 guards lying on the wall and said with a mocking expression, "The wall of Harry's castle is not something these bastards can break. They chose the wrong place."
"Is that a bow in your hand?" Knight Marshall noticed the composite bow in Abel's hand. He looked at the strange shape of the composite bow and said with some doubt.
"I just finished it. Its power is not bad." Abel picked up the composite bow in his hand and showed it off. In this age of technology, it took a lot of effort to make a long-range weapon like this, but he couldn't explain it to anyone. Knight Marshall's question made Abel want to show off, but he just responded in a reserved tone.
The Knight of Marshall held the composite bow in his hand. His many years of experience in using weapons allowed him to roughly understand how to use this bow.
He took out an arrow from Abel's quiver and placed it on the arrow stand. Looking at the arrow release, he couldn't help but smile and say to Abel, "Your design is very good. You don't need to use the strength of your fingers, but the strength of your wrist. You can pull the bowstring almost without any training." You don't need any training. "Then he noticed the small trigger on the bow. He looked at it carefully and said," no wonder you became a blacksmith master. With this little design, you can easily shoot arrows without hurting your fingers. "
The reason why archers were the most difficult to train was that each archer could only shoot 30 to 40 arrows at a time. Also, archers' fingers were the easiest to get injured. Once they got injured, they would not be able to use the bow again. It was very difficult to find people who were talented in archery. Therefore, although there were many guards in the castle, there were very few archers who knew the art of archery.
Knight Marshall put the arrow on his wrist and pulled the bowstring hard. The bowstring was only pulled a little. Afterward, the Knight Marshall's body flashed white combat qi, and the bow was fully pulled.
Knight Marshall couldn't help but be surprised at the strength of this bow. He thought it would be easy to pull the bowstring, so he only used 80% of his strength. He didn't expect that after pulling the bowstring a little, he couldn't continue. Fortunately, he used his combat qi. Otherwise, he would be embarrassed in front of his adopted son. An intermediate Knight couldn't even pull the bowstring. If Bennett knew, he would laugh at him for the rest of his life.
Then Knight Marshall found another thing that surprised him. After pulling the bowstring, the bow could be maintained for a long time with very little strength. He looked at Abel and asked, "what's wrong with this bow?"
Knight Marshall didn't know how to ask. Everything about this bow had changed his understanding of bows. At this moment, the Knight thought about the many targets outside. He wanted to test the power of this bow.
Knight Marshall flashed out from the battlements of the parapet. He aimed the bow at a wolf rider and pulled the trigger. The arrow flew over the wolf rider's head.
The orcs under the parapet saw the arrow coming. They were ready to dodge, but the speed of the arrow was too fast. Before they could react, the arrow had already arrived. However, this arrow didn't hit any orcs. It only flew over the head of a wolf rider.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" The orcs outside the parapet howled and pointed at Knight Marshall and laughed. A tauren threw a flying axe at Knight Marshall, but the knight caught it.
Knight Marshall threw the flying axe on the ground. He turned to Abel and said, "why can't this bow hit anything?"
Abel stepped forward and pointed at the sight on the bow and said, "this bow was just made. It was only tested at a distance of 50 meters. Within 50 meters, this bow can only attack in a straight line."
The Knight of Marshall immediately knew why he couldn't hit the target. Based on his past experience, he always aimed at the top of the target. That way, the arrow would fly in a parabola and hit the enemy. However, this arrow was aimed in a straight line at a certain distance, so his aim just now was a mistake.
The Knight of Marshall took out another arrow from his quiver and pulled the bowstring. While listening to the mockery outside, the Knight of Marshall once again leaned out of the battlement and aimed at the Tauren who was laughing the loudest. He pressed the trigger, and an arrow appeared on the Tauren's head almost as soon as the Knight of Marshall let go of the bowstring. The Tauren's head was like a watermelon that was pierced through. The huge penetrating force of the arrow opened up a fist-sized hole in the Tauren's head. The arrow did not stop there. It flew towards the chest of another Wolf Rider and deeply penetrated it.
The orcs were in a panic. No one thought that the archer who just missed could kill two birds with one stone.
"Arrow!" Knight Marshall reached out his hand to Abel.
Abel quickly took out an arrow from his quiver and gave it to Knight Marshall.
Knight Marshall pulled the bow again. These orcs were about 50 to 60 meters away from the wall. As long as the bow was straight and the crosshairs were aligned, he could hit them. Knight Marshall pulled the trigger again, and another orc fell to the ground.
Without saying anything, Abel directly took out another arrow and gave it to Knight Marshall. Knight Marshall then shot three arrows in a row. Six orcs fell on the ground outside the castle. The rest of the orcs were scared out of their wits. They quickly turned around and ran.
Knight Marshall didn't let them go. He took another arrow from Abel. The tauren's mount was not as explosive as a wolf rider. At this time, the only ones left behind were the taurens. Knight Marshall aimed at the last tauren. At this time, the tauren was already 10 meters away. Knight Marshall calculated in his heart. He still aimed with the bow in his hand. He didn't consider the parabola. Even if he shot lower, he would still hit the tauren's mount. A tauren without a mount would not be able to outrun the bow in his hand.
70 meters away. Another arrow in the head. The tauren fell to the ground.
80 meters away. Pull the trigger. The tauren fell to the ground.
90 meters away. Pull the trigger. Pull the trigger. The tauren fell to the ground.
100 meters away. Pull the trigger. Pull the trigger. Another tauren fell to the ground.
The Tauren at the back of the pack was about 110 meters away. Once again, he loaded the arrow and pulled the trigger. This time, the arrow hit the Tauren's neck. The Knight of Marshall looked at the scale on the scope. This time, he needed to use the next scale to aim.
The taurens were all killed. The wolf riders were the slowest to run 150 meters away. Knight Marshall put another arrow on the arrow stand. He aimed at the wolf rider with the second scale on the scope. Pull the trigger. Another arrow in the head. The wolf rider was thrown off his mount by the huge impact and fell to the ground.
At this time, the wolf riders had already realized the horror of the archers. They had already made a move to dodge the arrows. They huddled together on the side of their mount wolves. Their bodies were completely blocked by the mount wolves. At this moment, their mount wolves, which were extremely loyal to them, became the shield against the archers' arrows.
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