"Whoosh..."

At a distance of 300 meters, a sharp whooshing sound rang out, and more than a dozen experts hidden among the cavalry suddenly threw out their spears, their target being none other than the largest 18-pound cannons.

"Holy crap..."

Qin Mo noticed the dozen or so cavalrymen who looked different from the others, but she didn't expect them to attack simultaneously. A dozen spears were instantly at the cannons.

The Great Xia army paid close attention to the protection of its artillery, with heavy shield bearers constantly positioned to guard against enemy marksmen. The moment the spears were fired, the shield bearers reacted, their heavy iron shields, weighing over a hundred pounds, meeting the spears head-on with a piercing metallic clang.

Nearly half of the shield bearers who caught the spears were instantly thrown to the ground like tumbleweeds. The powerful impact knocked these strong men, who were not cultivators, unconscious. Only a few artillery captains managed to catch the spears.

"Boom!"

The shield-bearer next to a cannon was a fraction of a second too slow; the spear missed the shield and struck the cannon instead. The egg-thick iron spear bent instantly, and the cannon, unable to withstand the powerful impact, cracked and crashed to the ground.

"You dare play javelin throwing with me? You're asking for death!"

Qin Mo killed at least 250 or 500 orcs with javelins in the northern wilderness. Seeing that the enemy had actually used javelins and destroyed a cannon, he was immediately enraged.

The standard equipment for heavy armored soldiers in the Da Yuan Army consists of three javelins. Qin Mo's figure flashed, and before the surrounding armored guards even realized it, the javelins were already in his hands.

"Buzz...buzz...buzz"

Qin Mo didn't bother to infuse the spears with earth elemental energy; he simply hurled them away roughly. A dozen spears emitted long whistling sounds as they headed straight for the smug Zhu cavalrymen.

The whistling sound was extremely short, and it stopped abruptly as soon as people heard it. Then they saw more than a dozen cavalrymen being thrown from their horses and landing far behind them.

“Sasen.…”

Laputa Walmart saw a dozen or so knights take flight. One of them looked very familiar; it was his nephew, Sassen Walmart, his brother's son. Sassen Walmart had originally wanted to show his bravery through war, but he never expected to die tragically on his first battle.

"Someone... blow the horn, and then put on my armor."

Walmart's attendant immediately opened a large trunk he was carrying and took out a set of golden armor, shield, and scimitar. This was Walmart's most beloved set of armor, said to have originated from the Temple of Khedira and possessing magical properties.

"Waaaaah"

The long horn blast echoed across the entire battlefield; it was a death knell. The already fearful Zhu cavalrymen, upon hearing the horn, helplessly clenched their flanks and gripped their weapons, praying in their hearts that the dark iron balls would not strike them.

Heaven heard their prayers. The dark iron ball stopped hurtling down, but even more lead bullets came flying. They were so dense and so accurate, and what was worse... the cavalrymen's armor was as thin as paper, easily pierced by the lead bullets.

When Laputa Walmart, fully disguised and gleaming, bypassed his heavily armored infantry and charged to the front of the army, the thick smoke and fog had just been dispersed by the wind, and a pungent smell filled the air. The large number of dead horses and dead men made him almost unable to believe his eyes.

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