Neither Nan Hua nor Feng Ao Kuai knew what these soldiers were thinking.
But even if they knew, they would not care.
In fact, Feng Ao Kuai will fulfill their expectation and gave even harsher training so that they would be better in the future.
Dzing!
"Tsk, it missed." Feng Ao Kuai clicked his tongue. He could see his target moved at the last moment, so the arrow only hit his shoulder and not the neck as he had previously hoped before.
"Young Master, be careful."
Clang!
Si Kang stood up and blocked an arrow that was close.
Feng Ao Kuai arched his eyebrows. It seemed that General Duan also had some capable archers over there in the city. Well, there were indeed some powerful archers he had heard before, but he didn't know most of them as they never met head on.
With his status as a small army commander, it was not an exaggeration to say that he himself didn't really expect to meet them head on either.
They would not pay attention to a small character like him.
When he truly become famous, they would only take notice of him and might even fight head on.
Hmm.
An archery contest would be quite interesting.
Bang!
Another rock had hit the wall.
While Feng Ao Kuai was busy using his bow and arrow to make some noise at the battlefield aside from the catapult, Nan Luo was only watching. He even began to doubt that he was a commander when he watched the enemy's line was being bombarded by stones from the catapult.
He turned to look at Xiao Yan.
"Do I really need to be here right now?" Nan Luo asked with doubtful expression.
Xiao Yan looked at his master with a deadpan expression. "Young Master, you're the commander. It wouldn't reflect good on you if you leave your soldiers to fight on their own."
Fight on their own?
Could this even be called as fighting on their own?
Nan Luo complained in his heart but he said nothing. All he did was to yell for his soldiers to reload and shoot.
After that…
Nothing.
He really felt that this must be the second time he was so relaxed when fighting against the enemies. Whenever he was with Nan Hua, she would always come up with some kind of tactic that he couldn't think of before. freewёbnoνel.com
Looking at the top of the wall, the corner of Nan Luo's lips curled up to form a sneer.
"That youth is there."
BANG! BANG!
"GAh!"
"AAAAAAaaaaaaa!"
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