Chapter 386: Shield Array

On the ground lay a large pile of weapons and defensive gear, all of which Bai Wei had just transported over.

Zhang Yu immediately gave the order for the Peasant Army to retreat to the center of the courtyard and use the Anti-riot Shields to block.

Although the members of the Peasant Army were all impoverished, they were accustomed to farm work and were quick and nimble; plus, Zhang Yu had provided them with simple military training, so everyone moved very fast.

In just a moment, the Peasant Army retreated into the courtyard, abandoned the Red Barbarian Cannons, and one after another raised their shields to form a massive "Shield Array."

The enormous Shield Array looked like a large "cocoon," protecting the crowd in the middle.

The Anti-riot Shields Bai Wei had brought out this time had a transparent window on the top half made of polycarbonate; this material was not only very light but also extremely hard, capable of resisting bullets and small explosions, so dealing with the Yuan Family Army's iron arrows would be no problem.

Moreover, one could clearly observe the enemy's movements through the transparent windows.

Qin Zhan had already distributed the firearms and simultaneously ordered the Beijiang Army to shoot the enemy troops.

The Beijiang Army was short-handed, with only a few men left.

Bai Wei turned her head and spoke to the huddled mass of Fusang prisoners.

"You blew up so many of the Yuan Clan's troops that they won't let you off either; now we are all grasshoppers on the same string. If we are defeated, you will also be killed by the Yuan Family Army to vent their anger."

"If you don't want to die, pick up the guns and help us shoot the Yuan Family Army."

She was still speaking in the Fusang language.

The dozen or so Fusang prisoners were sharp; they immediately nodded incessantly, their mouths repeating "Hai, Hai."

They weren't stupid.

Just moments ago, when the Yuan Family Army was being shelled, neither the Beijiang Army nor the Peasant Army had taken action; it was all the Fusang people who had opened fire.

Although they were forced, they were, in the end, the Artillery Squad that had done the fighting.

The Fusang people had stayed in Yannan City for several months and had a certain understanding of Yuan Zhi.

This man was competitive and extremely conceited; if Xiao Moting were defeated, how could Yuan Zhi possibly let this group of Fusang people go?

They might even be strung up by Yuan Zhi for death by a thousand cuts.

The Fusang prisoners did not want to die, so they scrambled to take the firearms from Qin Zhan's hands and quickly ran behind the Shield Array.

Bai Wei nodded with satisfaction and then gave an order to Zhang Yu.

"Zhang Yu, keep an eye on this group of Fusang people; if anyone has ulterior motives, kill them immediately."

"Yes."

At Zhang Yu's command, several Peasant Army soldiers squeezed into the Shield Array immediately picked up their blades and spears, holding them against the necks of the Fusang prisoners to prevent them from turning their guns around.

"Behave yourselves; if you have any ulterior motives, I'll chop your heads off like watermelons."

"Fight the Yuan Family Army well for me, otherwise I'll poke a dozen holes in you."

The Peasant Army soldiers didn't know how to use guns, but stabbing a few Fusang people was no problem.

At this moment, the Yuan Family Army had already set up Cloud Ladders, scrambling to climb the walls and jump into the courtyard.

Someone discovered that the Peasant Army had abandoned the Red Barbarian Cannons and were huddled in the center of the courtyard, so they were immediately delighted and hurried to report.

"General Yuan, they aren't using the Red Barbarian Cannons anymore; they've switched to a Shield Array for defense."

Outside the wall, the disheveled Yuan Zhi no longer had his earlier high-spirited posture; he stood behind several trusted aides, protected in the middle.

He had been blown off his horse and now didn't dare to ride again.

Upon hearing that the Peasant Army was no longer using the Red Barbarian Cannons, Yuan Zhi was immediately overjoyed.

"This general knew that such a powerful weapon as the Red Barbarian Cannon couldn't possibly have infinite Ammunition!"

The general beside him immediately chimed in.

"General Yuan, since they have no more cannons, let's charge!"

"Good!" Yuan Zhi flicked his cloak, regaining his arrogant posture, "Listen well, all of you: the enemy no longer has Red Barbarian Cannons. Press forward with everything you have, spare no cost, wipe out Xiao Moting and the Peasant Army, and avenge the soldiers who were blown to pieces!"

The general also immediately raised his arms and shouted.

"Kill Xiao Moting and avenge our soldiers!"

"Avenge them!!"

The Yuan Family Army's morale was reignited; they roared and grabbed their Long Swords, charging toward the wall!

This battle had been truly frustrating for them!

Usually, when two armies clashed, they met on the battlefield, hacking at each other in a life-or-death struggle.

But this time, they hadn't even touched a hair on the enemy before being blown to pieces by the cannons.

Everyone was holding back a breath of anger, wanting nothing more than to charge forward and engage the Peasant Army in close-quarters combat!

"Charge, charge forward!"

The general roared.

"Our blades and spears are all razor-sharp; their Shield Array can't stop us at all!"

"Go up, break the Shield Array, and kill Xiao Moting! Execute the witch..."

In the courtyard, the Peasant Army soldiers gripped their shields tightly, setting up a defensive formation.

Outside, the earth-shaking roars of the Yuan Family Army could be heard.

Among them, a few loud shouts were mixed in.

"... Kill Xiao Moting, execute the witch..."

There were firing ports left on the shields.

Qin Zhan rested his gun barrel on a firing port, and hearing the tidal roar of anger outside, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"... Yo, the Yuan Family Army was blown so hard by the cannons they could barely crawl, and now their morale is back up?"

Xiao Lujing held the gun handle with both hands, facing the tidal wave of the Yuan Family Army outside; his expression remained indifferent, as quiet as a stone.

Only when he heard the words "execute the witch" did a flash of killing intent pass through his eyes.

He remembered this voice.

Xiao Moting stared fixedly at the top of the wall, his narrow eyes suddenly squinting.

"They're here."

Dozens of figures appeared on the wall tops from all directions.

They were the vanguard of the Yuan Family Army, climbing up the wall along the erected Cloud Ladders.

Having suffered from the Cannonballs, the Yuan Family Army dared not be careless again, so the vanguard troops sent up were all extremely cautious, each holding a Long Sword, peering about gingerly.

Seeing that the Red-clad Cannons were indeed abandoned and unused, the soldiers immediately jumped down from the wall like dumplings being dropped into a pot, scrambling to be the first.

"Kill!"

They wanted to avenge the Yuan Family Army soldiers who had been blown to death!

Xiao Lujing's brows knitted slightly.

"There are so many people."

Standing behind a Shield, Qin Zhan spat into his palms with a 'phew' sound.

"Lu Jing, you're good at assassinations, but you're no good at this, right? Watch me!"

"It's time to show my true skills!"

After speaking, he squinted one eye and held his gun level with both hands.

'Bang!'

A gunshot rang out!

The Bullet grazed a Yuan Family Army soldier's head and missed.

Qin Zhan froze, offering an awkward, dry laugh.

"That doesn't count, I was just warming up, next time I definitely will..."

Bang!

With a crisp gunshot, a Yuan Family Army soldier's head suddenly snapped back, and he immediately collapsed to the ground, a pool of blood gurgling out from beneath him.

Qin Zhan turned his head in shock and saw Bai Wei holding a gun.

"A headshot with one bullet, Bai, your marksmanship is truly accurate!"

Bai Wei held the gun with both hands, calm and concise.

"Don't get distracted."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and fired another shot.

Another Yuan Family Army soldier was once again accurately headshot.

Qin Zhan hurriedly focused his mind, raised his gun, and took aim.

The Yuan Family Army jumped down from the wall, a dark, dense mass, charging over with shouts.

"Kill them and avenge our soldiers!"

Xiao Moting immediately shouted in a deep voice.

"Fire!"

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of crisp gunshots rang out.

Like a sickle cutting wheat, the Yuan Family Army soldiers charging at the front fell in rows.

The Bullets wove into a dense forest in the air, a hail of bullets.

How could ancient soldiers possibly withstand modern firearms?

In the face of guns, the Yuan Family Army were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, beaten with no power to fight back.