Chapter 1142: Chapter 1082: Taking Out the Third Prince (Part 2)
However, when he saw the situation on the city wall, he frowned again, yet he did not find the situation he imagined.
But why did the other party cause such damage if they didn’t scale the city walls?
Could it be the Cloud-piercing Crossbow?
But clearly, that’s not realistic. If it were the bed crossbow, the damage would certainly not be this small.
"Someone, bring me the crossbow arrow that shot the deputy!
I want to see what kind of weapon could hurt my deputy?"
He was curious, wanting to know what kind of crossbow arrow the opponent used to achieve this effect. Yet upon thinking, he couldn’t recall any weapon with such power.
One must know that although the soldiers the Grand General took had betrayed, he was still very familiar with the weapons they used.
It could be said that their weapons weren’t more advanced than our 20,000 garrison.
This is because these 20,000 garrisons are responsible for guarding the Capital City’s safety, hence they’re equipped with the most advanced weapons.
However, once King Zhao said this, everyone began looking around.
But after searching around, no trace of any crossbow arrow was found, or rather, no trace of a bloodstained crossbow arrow was found.
This made King Zhao even more truthful.
He truly didn’t understand why this situation occurred, but since he couldn’t find the reason, he stopped pondering over it.
After all, in the current situation, there’s no time to bother with such matters. Hence, he immediately turned his gaze back to the family members standing there wailing continuously, and immediately spoke to them:
"Beat them, keep beating them for me. Make them scream, the more miserable, the better. Have them call their families, call that so-called General.
My son, this time you will personally take to the field! I do not believe, in this situation, they dare to counterattack?
Otherwise, if they step forward, grab one person and throw them off, for every step they take, throw one for me.
I want to see if their methods are stronger than mine."
One must admit, King Zhao’s methods are indeed effective. If it were a regular army, they would never dare act in such a situation. After all, few are like Li Yunlong in such situations.
Once those Generals lose the confidence to attack, lose the motivation to assault, and even get restrained by the opponent, it means this army cannot fight anymore, even if they do, they will definitely lose; there’s no doubt about it.
Upon hearing his father’s words, the third Prince nodded directly, despite the trepidation in his heart, and stepped onto the high platform to command the crowd to continue the beatings.
Like his father’s thoughts, as long as they hold these people’s lives, they won’t dare do anything to him.
Hence, he immediately stood on the high platform, loudly commanding the beatings.
And the previously halted wails grew louder once more.
Hearing those ghostly cries and screams, the people below the city couldn’t help but strain their necks looking up.
And since the morning sun rose quickly, they could faintly make out some figures. When everyone looked over, they could vaguely see that the ramparts were filled not with soldiers, but with old people, women, and children.
This immediately caused the entire army to panic, whispering to each other.
Especially when those Generals raised their heads, they seemed to find those people familiar, and hearing those screams, their hearts couldn’t help but skip a beat.
And at this time, as everyone’s heart skipped a beat, Lin Yi moved again, lying flat on the ground, pointing the sniper rifle once more at the high platform.
Just as King Zhao looked at his subordinates whipping others, a cruel smile crept to his lips, only to suddenly hear a loud bang.
With the loud bang, he instantly felt as if someone poured hot water over his head.
This made him furious all of a sudden.
Although the bang startled him, being an Emperor, having someone pour hot water over his head was unprecedented, and no one dared to do so.
This immediately infuriated him, turning his head intending to scold.
However, when he turned around, he was instantly dumbfounded, his body standing still as if struck by lightning, not knowing what to do for a moment.
At this moment, a black shadow fell with a thud beside him.
It was not until this moment that he came to his senses, with a scream, he rushed forward:
"My son, my son, who killed my son, I will wipe out your entire clan.
No, I will not only wipe out your entire clan but also tear you to shreds, tear you to shreds!"
This miserable howl echoed through the skies, resonating within the camps of the two armies.
Previously, when King Zhao’s eldest prince fought on the battlefield, though it pained him, he hadn’t witnessed it with his own eyes, so the impact was less.
But witnessing the third prince’s blood poured over his head like this, the impact was immense.
Instantly, his eyes turned bloodshot, holding the third prince’s body, roaring at the sky.
The movement here quickly made those whipping people around stop their actions.
They feared if they continued, they would end up like the third prince and the previous General.
Moreover, seeing the dense crowd a thousand paces away through the ramparts, their fear intensified.
This time, they realized it was the opponent’s doing, the opponent’s tactics. Yet, they couldn’t imagine being killed unseen from a kilometer away; it was simply too incredible.
When Lin Yi’s men heard King Zhao’s cry, they immediately understood the situation. It turned out their Immortal had killed the third prince on the opponent’s side.
This made them all erupt with excitement.
They were indeed too powerful; not only did they take down a General with one strike, but this time they also took out the third prince, and this was the second prince to be killed.
Know that in the entire Zhao Country, only these two princes were capable of taking major responsibilities. Even if Zhao Country were returned to King Zhao, he would have no heir to succeed him.
Those Generals finally saw clearly who were on the ramparts.
As daylight brightened, they were shocked to find that all those on display were their relatives.
This made their eyes instantly redden, each clamoring to petition Lin Yi to attack the city.
However, Lin Yi naturally wouldn’t agree, as letting them attack the city would provoke a confrontation between the two armies, leading to a clash that would result in uncontrollable casualties.
Attacking a city with a 20,000 garrison, even if taken, the combined losses would certainly exceed 50,000 men.
[To be continued...]
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