Mythical Qin: I, Gao Yao, will never be a eunuch!

As Xiang Zhuang was looking at him in shock, he saw more than 500 archers suddenly appear in the front row like ghosts. They moved quickly and agilely, inserting themselves in the sides of the shield soldiers just right, like sharp daggers piercing the enemy's heart. These archers were well-trained and their movements were in unison. In the blink of an eye, they stood on both sides of the shield soldiers, forming a terrifying attack line.

Then, something unexpected happened. A large number of archers began to draw their bows and arrows without hesitation. The tight bowstrings and the flashing arrows seemed to foreshadow a bloody massacre that was about to take place.

Xiang Zhuang, who was standing on the city wall, saw this and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Are the people of the Southern Border Army crazy?"

He stared at the enemy below with his eyes wide open in disbelief. You know, at this distance, although the city wall is not towering into the sky, it is definitely not easy to reach. At this distance, even if you shoot arrows at once, I am afraid that only a few arrows can hit the city wall, let alone hit the defenders on the wall. However, the archers of the Southern Border Army were full of confidence and did not retreat.

This is undoubtedly a basic common sense required for marching and fighting. When looking at the enemy's neat and well-organized army, one can't help but feel awe. They always maintain a coordinated pace during the march, and from the appearance alone, it is obvious that they are a well-trained elite army. However, in the face of such an obvious truth, could it be that the enemy is completely unaware of it?

At this moment, Xiang Zhuang suddenly noticed a detail - the archers in the front row of the Southern Border Army seemed to have intentionally raised the shooting angle. You know, the ancients were also a wise group, and they certainly knew that by raising the shooting angle, the shooting distance could be increased to a certain extent. However, the distance increase brought by this method is actually quite limited. Usually, it is only a dozen steps more than normal shooting.

Moreover, if the distance exceeds a certain range, not only will it be difficult to guarantee the accuracy of the shooting, but it may even cause the arrow to deviate from the target, thus missing the opportunity to fight. Therefore, this strategy actually has both advantages and disadvantages, and it is not really a wise move.

According to modern scientific knowledge, the initial kinetic energy of a bow and arrow is constant when it is fired. Although in theory, you can try to increase the range by using the process of the bow and arrow rising to a certain height and then falling, in reality, the distance that can be increased by doing so is quite limited. Because according to the law of conservation of energy, potential energy is always proportional to height, even if the bow and arrow fly higher, the increase in its potential energy is regular and will not be too exaggerated.

Moreover, when the bow and arrow adopt this climbing shooting method, it is difficult to accurately predict and control its trajectory during the falling process due to the influence of many factors, such as wind force, air resistance and its own weight. Therefore, it is often difficult to accurately hit the target using this shooting method.

At this moment, Gao Yao was sitting steadily on a tall warhorse. He stared from afar at the confused and helpless looks of the defenders led by Xiang Zhuang on the city wall. The corners of his mouth rose involuntarily, revealing a faint smile.

He had to admit that Fan Zeng was indeed much smarter than he had originally expected. However, even though Fan Zeng was resourceful, the gap in weaponry could not be easily filled by strategy.

All he heard was Gao Yao's command: "Shoot!"

Then, he quickly drew his sword from his waist and swung it forward. In an instant, countless arrows, like dense raindrops, accompanied by sharp sounds of breaking through the air, shot towards the direction of the city wall.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish..." The sharp and piercing sounds that pierced the sky suddenly rang out, approaching rapidly like a storm.

Because of the distance, the soldiers guarding the city wall did not notice anything unusual at first. However, Xiang Zhuang, who was standing in the crowd, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his face turned as pale as paper.

He just stared with his eyes wide open, his face full of fear as he shouted: "Quick! Defend quickly!"

But it was too late. Just as Xiang Zhuang finished speaking, arrows as dense as locusts were pouring down on the city wall.

"Puff...Puff..." In an instant, extremely sharp arrows mercilessly penetrated the thin armor of the soldiers defending the city and pierced deeply into their flesh and blood. Blood splattered everywhere, screams came one after another, and the whole scene instantly fell into chaos and blood.

At the same time, many arrows hit the solid city walls and metal shields, making crisp "ding, ding..." sounds.

However, this was no way to stop the fierce attack of the rain of arrows. In the blink of an eye, a huge hole was torn in the originally solid defense line, and countless soldiers defending the city fell in a pool of blood.

Arrows poured down densely like raindrops. In just a blink of an eye, many soldiers who were just laughing and joking, mocking the Southern Border Army for not knowing how to shoot arrows, were shot through the body by this sudden rain of arrows before they even had time to react. In an instant, their bodies seemed to have turned into sieves, and blood splattered everywhere.

For a moment, the relaxed atmosphere on the city wall was instantly replaced by fear and pain. Miserable howls resounded through the sky, one after another, and it was horrifying. The wails of the injured and the terrified cries of the uninjured intertwined, and Xiang Zhuang looked even paler as he watched this scene.

All this happened so fast. When the defenders on the city wall woke up and realized the danger, Gao Yao had already taken the lead and rushed towards the city gate. He waved a long sword in his hand and shouted: "All troops, charge, kill!"

The soldiers behind him also responded in unison, shouting and screaming: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

At this time, Xiang Zhuang finally realized that the Southern Border Army's previous actions were not bluffing. Not only did they have powerful arrows with a range of 200 steps, but they could also accurately hit the defenders on the city wall by cleverly adjusting the shooting angle. Xiang Zhuang also realized at this time that he had underestimated the enemy.

"Quick! Defend! Defend..."

The deafening shouts of killing resounded through the sky, hitting people's eardrums like a raging wave. Xiang Zhuang stood on the city wall with a solemn expression, looking at the enemy troops rushing in from a distance. He knew in his heart that this life-and-death battle had begun. He shouted loudly without hesitation, and his voice exploded in the air like thunder.

"All soldiers, listen up! Hurry up and hold our city walls!"

As Xiang Zhuang's order was issued, the soldiers took action one after another. They quickly gathered at the city wall, holding weapons and ready to fight. However, at this moment, Xiang Zhuang discovered the huge threat posed by the enemy's archers. The archers were well-trained and skillful. Their sharp arrows streaked across the sky like meteors and whistled towards the top of the city wall.

At this time, the infantry of the Southern Border Army was rushing towards the city wall with great momentum, trying to break through the defense line. The Southern Border Army archers behind them continued to fire arrows, forming a dense rain of arrows. These arrows landed accurately on the top of the city wall, always maintaining a fixed angle, so that the defenders on the city wall would be shot if they were not careful.

Faced with such a grim situation, Xiang Zhuang knew that he could not retreat. He stared at the enemy troops below with wide eyes, and kept shouting: "Shields, hold the city wall tightly! Don't let the enemy advance a single step!"

"Go, go quickly!" At this moment Xiang Zhuang was running quickly on the city wall anxiously, shouting non-stop, waving his hands, and trying his best to command the soldiers to resist the enemy's fierce attack that was like a surging tide.

Outside the city, Gao Yao's troops were approaching the city wall at an alarming speed. They marched in neat and powerful steps, and their shouts were deafening. They were only two hundred steps away from the city wall. In just a moment, the Southern Border Army had already rushed to the city like a whirlwind.

The Southern Border Army, which had already made full preparations, quickly set up ladders on the city walls. Although Gao Yao came by boat, professional engineers were standard equipment in his elite troops. These engineers did not need to charge into the front line, but had a special mission - to carry all kinds of special tools.

Whether it was climbing mountains or crossing rivers and building bridges, they were all basic skills that came easily to them. Especially on the eve of a siege, it only took one or two hours, plus the assistance of some soldiers, to create a large number of siege ladders.

On the other hand, Xiangzhuang, who was stationed in Wushang County, was in a precarious situation. They were unable to gather enough defensive supplies in a hurry. All they had were a few stones and a few pieces of wood, and these meager resources became their only reliance when resisting the enemy's attacks.

Recalling the time when he was assigned to guard Wushang County, Xiang Zhuang could not help but feel regretful. At that time, Fan Zeng had specifically told him to prepare more materials such as wood and stones for defending the city. However, Xiang Zhuang only verbally agreed, but was perfunctory in actual action and did not seriously implement this important instruction.

One of the reasons for this situation is that Xiang Zhuang subjectively believed that the Southern Border Army would not choose to attack from the sea. After all, there has been no definite intelligence indicating that a large-scale Southern Border Army fleet has appeared, and Fan Zeng's speculation is more like an unverified worry. It is based on this idea that Xiang Zhuang turned a deaf ear to Fan Zeng's warnings, which eventually led to the current predicament.