Noah could only use his bow to block some of the arrows while twisting his body in the air. Those superhuman feats allowed him to avoid most of the damage, but two arrows still made their way to his right shoulder and left leg.
As Noah landed on the ground again, he focused on moving around the soldiers. He made sure to gain enough distance to fire his arrows but not so much as to allow the archers from the enemy's side to attack.
Every time Noah fired an arrow, it would kill not only his target but also at least four more people behind this one. Noah's arrows' strength was so much that they could easily pierce those soldiers' bodies.
Noah had just found his rhythm with the bow and arrow when he heard a loud voice.
"Archers, fire!"
Noah's eyes widened as he saw a man behind the archers shout that order, and the next second, hundreds of arrows were shot at him.
