With that cue, fifty arrows were piercing the air, raised above before it curved down toward their target. The tiny arrow disappeared easily among the sea of people, carried no harm.
After the first row, they Senja and the rest of fifty people did the same again and again, until all the pouches on their belt was gone.
The succession of arrows shooting didn't raise any suspicion from their enemy as it was only arrows with dull pointers.
However, after sometimes when the strong fragrance wafted out from the small pouches, gradually those Azura's infantries and cavalries lost their footing and having a hard time to focus on the battle as they tried hard to keep their eyes open.
The smell was so strong, mixed with the smell of blood that even Xiao Tianyao's people couldn't help but scrunched their nose.
