Chapter 128: The Remnants of a Defeated Army

One can never truly comprehend the cruelty and bloodiness of warfare with cold weapons unless they experience it firsthand!

In the sky, the arrowheads flew like swarms of locusts, their sharp whistling sound never pausing for a moment. "Thud thud thud~" the city wall's beams and shields sounded with dense wood-piercing noises. "Ah~~" an unfortunate soul was pierced through the shoulder by an arrow that had passed through a crevice; just as his scream began, he covered it with his other intact hand, only because the "NPC" soldier beside him, carrying a long sword and with bloodshot eyes, stared at him like a bloodthirsty beast…