Legend of The Young Master
His ultimate goal isn't power or conquest, but absolute freedom — liberation from death, from the control of powerful lords, and from the confines of this world. Meet Wuyi, formerly a gangster's accountant, now reborn in a world torn between the Righteous and the Demonics. Gifted with a unique ability by the gods of his previous life, Wuyi possesses an exceptional edge in this new realm. While Wuyi yearns for a peaceful life, he's not afraid to become the villain that this world might need. Determined to secure his freedom, he's prepared to upheave this world, paying no heed to its moral divides. He will not rest until he attains the deepest desire of his soul.
Charge
"Don't be sorry. Real warriors sleep every minute they can, in times like this. Our attackers are making an attempt on the Bridge fort and the Lower Town, while, I assume, sending their warriors to look at what we built yesterday. Or perhaps to burn it."He sounded quite happy about the prospect.
Jia took a deep breath. An attendant put a cup of warm wine into his hand and he drank it off.
Wuyi leaned well out over the wall. "Loose!"he called.
The ballista in the western tower creaked, and the whole tower moved by the width of a finger.
"Hail shot. Watch this.'
Jia was no stranger to archery. This was like that, only multiplied many hundreds of times, with larger arrows. One arrow was taking out dozens of demons in one go.
"Again!"Wuyi called.
Down in the Bridge Castle, both of their heavy small ballistae loosed together, throwing arrows the size of a man's hand out into the trenches built the day before.