Ming'an and Mingqi went down to prepare manpower, and Su Muyao finally saw what the catapult looked like.
Then a large group of people were seen pushing carts toward the bandits' den.
The Marquis also prepared 5,000 soldiers, and they were seen quietly transporting the two large objects to the high ground.
Su Muyao carefully examined the two large objects in front of her and soon learned how to use them and their power.
A dozen or so large rocks, each the size of a human head, flew together towards the mountain village.
The gate was quickly smashed to pieces, and the guards on the watchtower were reduced to mincemeat.
This power truly startled Su Muyao. Although it couldn't compare to modern cannons, it was still a formidable weapon in ancient times. (?▽?)
The Marquis, his deputy, and the bodyguards worked together to launch a pincer attack from all directions.
This was a direct confrontation: a row of bodyguards, each holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, forming a square formation, with a crossbowman standing in the middle, rapidly firing arrows.
The combat guards under Mingqi's command were already working in perfect harmony, and the sounds of their battle were deafening, tearing a large hole in the gate.
No matter how many bandits rushed out of the village, the镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) maintained their steady formation.
While the镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) fought fiercely in front, their brothers with crossbows secretly fired arrows from behind. The little milk group followed beside the catapult, watching the battle below.
This battle situation alone shows that if a large number of them were deployed in the war, they would be invincible.
Looking at these bodyguards in formation, it was like a merciless meat grinder, leaving corpses everywhere in their wake.
This is no longer just a bodyguard; on the battlefield, he would be considered an invincible general.
The shield formed a solid protective barrier, and no matter how the bandits slashed at it with their knives, they couldn't break through it at all.
The sound of the bandits' broadswords clashing with the soldiers' spears was crisp and clear.
The ordinary bandits' broadswords were utterly vulnerable, breaking instantly upon impact.
The deputy general was directing the catapults to keep throwing stones at the crowds, each stone creating a large crater.
Those hit instantly had their brains splattered everywhere. The deputy general's main responsibility was to protect the young princess's safety here.
He could also give instructions on directing the catapults.
The bodyguards were in formation, and the soldiers brought by the Marquis were cooperating with them.
Therefore, it's easy to avoid those people on the catapult side, while the area with the dark clouds is where the bandits are, so you can just fire randomly without accidentally hurting anyone.
The crossbow was also very powerful. Even when 12 arrows were fired at the same time, even from a distance of several hundred meters, their power remained undiminished as they shot straight into the crowd, and many people fell to the ground and cried out in pain.
The remaining soldiers were terrified when one of the bandit leaders was killed by a crossbow bolt to the throat.
How can we fight? There's absolutely no chance of winning.
It's one thing for stones to fall from the sky, but there are also arrows with such great power.
They not only had to defend against the enemies on the side, but also had to be wary of arrows coming from afar.
In one careless move, the people around him turned into minced meat, and even their corpses were smashed flat.
When had they ever seen such a large-scale operation? At most, they would just kill a couple of defenseless civilians.
Many of the lower-ranking henchmen didn't even have the chance to kill anyone, but now they've witnessed such a bloody scene, and their psychological defenses have long been broken.
Some people have already turned and fled.
As the first and second people ran away, someone behind them was desperately shouting, "Run! How can we fight like this?"
"Run! Run!"
"Run!" One of them, who had already left, saw his brother still rushing forward desperately, grabbed his good friend and ran!
The soldiers, tears and snot streaming down their faces, turned and ran.
Some even dragged their wet pants along, leaving a wet footprint with every step they took.
However, the soldiers were not going to give them a chance to escape, and the falling rocks continued.
Arrows flew in a flurry towards the fleeing people, who were huddled together, and each arrow fell to more than ten people.
The crossbow bolt caused widespread casualties and deaths, leaving the Marquis speechless as he stared at it.
He rarely showed such an uncharacteristic expression; his mouth was wide open and he couldn't close it.
Soon, the bandit stronghold, which numbered nearly 10,000, was wiped out by the soldiers and bodyguards.
At this moment, the bodyguard cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your help, Lord Marquis." Then, he bowed deeply to the Marquis.
In his mind, even if the Marquis didn't help, he would still lead his own men to deal with this bandit stronghold.
But if that were to happen, there would likely be many brothers killed or injured.
The Marquis stared intently at one of the men, at the crossbow in his hand.
"That's the power of a crossbow."
The man handed the crossbow to the Marquis, who took the weapon without hesitation. The eight-foot-tall man's eyes turned red with excitement.
He could easily imagine the power this thing would have if it were actually used on the battlefield!
Su Muyao was still immersed in the changing formations of shields and long wooden spears.
A movie I saw in a past life suddenly came to mind; the wisdom of the ancients is truly unimaginable!
The remaining people were cleaning up the corpses, and the Marquis returned the crossbow in his hand to the man.
He then excitedly climbed to a higher point and took Su Muyao back to the capital.
The first thing I did upon returning to Beijing was to go straight to the Imperial Palace.
Su Muyao led the Marquis directly to the Emperor's bedchamber without even needing to report.
Xiao Dezi was waiting outside the palace. As soon as he saw the young princess arrive, he hurriedly went to report.
Hearing the noise from inside, the emperor immediately ordered Xiao Dezi to let them in.
Upon entering, Su Muyao's eyes widened in surprise. What did she see?
Then Su Muyao stammered, "Your Majesty, Uncle, you don't sleep with this every day, do you?"
The emperor looked at Su Muyao with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong? I only have a few of these, so of course I have to put them here. Otherwise, what if those old bald monks sneak away and take them?"
Su Muyao was so frightened that she almost fell headfirst down.
The emperor wondered if it was really necessary to make such a fuss. Besides giving it to his rebellious son, he only had two left.
If I don't hold them while they sleep, what if those old bald monks snatch them away? They're my only two precious babies!
The Marquis, standing to the side, asked, "What are you talking about?"
Su Muyao clutched her startled heart and replied, "A bomb! This is a bomb! This isn't a luminous pearl! You're going to sleep holding it like this?"
The Marquis's eyes widened this time as well; he certainly knew about the bomb.
Although I haven't personally witnessed its power, my subordinates reported that a single bomb could kill a whole group of people.
The emperor looked at Su Muyao with amusement: "What's the big deal? I'm not going to pull the ring out. I'm just holding it while I sleep. Don't worry, nothing will happen."
The little girl took a deep breath, realizing she was going to be scared to death by this old man sooner or later.
"Uncle! Even if you don't pull the ring, it might still fall off if you sleep with it at night. Then you'll be in trouble!"
Upon hearing this, the emperor jumped three feet high and left the bed.
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