Chapter 410: Self-Confidence

After they saw the stones flying over, they were briefly startled, and after a moment of stunned silence, they realized these stones would land right on them, so after letting out a loud cry, they began to flee in a panic, or crouched down on the spot covering their heads.

There were not too many stones flying over, and they would not explode, but the power after landing was still very great; as long as one was hit, there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

After the running people were hit, their upper bodies were smashed directly into the Cement ground, while their lower bodies were stuck high up, and then they hung down limply.

The stones did not stop moving after landing on the ground either, but would bounce a few times; even if the power was halved, it was still simple enough to kill someone.

Those who crouched down were smashed directly into meat paste, without even letting out a single scream.

However, after this round of attacks, only thirty-some people had died, which was almost no loss for a team of over a thousand, but the psychological shadow cast upon them was enormous; they hadn't even touched the gates of Huaxia, nor had they even taken out their Weapons, yet they had died in such an inexplicable way.

All the Soldiers ran in a panic to the riverbank, then looked at the city wall with vigilance; Baoxi could not see very clearly from the opposite bank, but he also saw the stones that had inexplicably flown over, and his heart was already somewhat panicked.

If it were things like Boats or bows that were stronger than theirs, he could still understand; after all, they just didn't know how to build them, but they understood that these could be crafted by human labor, but those thunderclaps, and the stones from the sky, were truly impossible to understand. Could it be that Huaxia really had gods?

Could it be that Huaxia had subdued the Kuafu tribe? Although the Kuafu tribe were giants, and legend had it that they were tall and immensely strong, Baoxi still did not believe they could throw stones into the sky.

Baoxi began to pace back and forth on the bank; did Xuanyuan know something, which was why he suddenly changed his mind and refused to come with him to attack Huaxia? What secret did Huaxia have, and should he continue the attack now?

His heart was quite flustered, but if he left now, none of his plans would succeed, this trip would have been for nothing, and he also hadn't figured out anything about Huaxia at all.

After constantly weighing the pros and cons, he still decided to continue the attack; even if ten or twenty thousand people were killed for no reason, he had to fight. As long as he could figure out the bottom line of Huaxia, at worst, next time, he would directly mobilize the power of his entire tribe of over a hundred thousand to take down Huaxia. In that case, the strange powers of Huaxia would belong to him, and then the Xuanyuan Tribe would no longer be a problem.

Having considered it clearly, Baoxi believed these losses were completely bearable, so he ordered them to attack again. The Bamboo Rafts on the river surface were not attacked by Huaxia's Boats again, but the people on the rafts had almost no will to fight; they were terrified that they would suddenly be slaughtered by a boat rushing out.

However, their worry was superfluous; the entire Navy force of Huaxia was very thin, with an Establishment System of only a hundred or so people, because the Zisheng Tribe didn't have many able-bodied men, and the rest were formed together with the former Fishing Team of Huaxia. Although there were many Boats, the only warships they could use now were two.

Both were initially upstream, and now there was one upstream and one downstream. They both had paths hidden in the woods, allowing them to quickly exit the city and then replenish supplies, but they were very far from the main city gate, which was the reason why the enemy had to be lured to the city gate.

By exposing an obvious weakness, the enemy would give up looking for other, weaker places. There were several such small city gates, all intended for quick deployment, but they could basically only allow one or two people to enter or exit at a time, and a large army could not enter or exit quickly, so they were relatively hidden.

The downstream Boat replenished its Weapon ammunition again, waiting for the order for the next attack. Next time, they would open their sails and go upstream. Now they were just resting well, and the next attack would be carried out by the Boat upstream.

Baifeng had just sent them an order, telling them that their main task now was not to carry out a slaughter-style strike on the enemies in the river, but to strike them psychologically. When they crossed the river in large numbers, attack them; when they crossed in small numbers, let them be, so that the Suiren clan would have no way to send a large number of Soldiers across the riverbank at once.

Now, the people on the city wall could already easily deal with this number of enemies, as long as the Suiren clan could not organize a large-scale attack of ten thousand people.

Baoxi wanted to observe Huaxia's attack methods at close range and then consider countermeasures, but he did not dare to cross the river now. He felt that he had sent his troops out a bit too early this time; if he had persisted until Winter, the river surface would have frozen over, and Huaxia's Boats would not have posed any threat to them.

But he hadn't expected a Huaxia to be so difficult to deal with before. Baoxi no longer had much confidence in being able to take down Huaxia this time; he could only rely on his advantage in manpower to figure out these things about Huaxia, and then think of countermeasures to prepare for the next attack.

The rafts successfully crossed the river and joined the Soldiers on the riverbank, but they did not dare to launch an attack now, dawdling along.

At this time, a Soldier in their team named Huangpin said to the crowd: "Let's spread out a bit more as we walk. I've discovered that the stones they throw out at once are not many. As long as we don't crowd together, there's nothing to fear from these stones. There are so many of us; even if they hit everyone, not many will die."

After hearing this, the crowd felt it made sense, and then they regained a bit of confidence, quickly spreading out far apart from one another, and then launched the attack again.

Baifeng didn't expect them to be able to think of a way to deal with the stone-throwing so quickly, which meant there was definitely a smart person among this group; he just didn't know which one it was.

Seeing this, Yishang asked how they should respond next, as stone-throwing didn't have much effect.

Baifeng said: "Continue throwing stones. Throw for two rounds and let these people come to the city wall. Since they've thought of a countermeasure, we must let them develop confidence. Only when they have confidence will more people come, and that way our Weapons can be put to good use."

After hearing this, Yishang also felt it should be so, and then had his Adjutant continue to command the catapults to attack.

On the city wall, there were people constantly judging the distance, and the people inside the city wall relied on the distance to quickly adjust the angles and estimate the landing points, so as to maximize the attack effect.

When the giant stones flew over his head, Baifeng did not feel a shred of fear; instead, he looked forward to the giant stones causing a massive attack.

At this moment, Baifeng suddenly felt that he seemed to have become very confident. From the beginning, when he wanted to block the Suiren clan outside the city, he had now changed to thinking about how he could kill more of the Suiren clan's Soldiers, without even thinking about the problem of "defending the city."