Deng Guang was launching a full assault.
It seemed they had discovered a weak point in the south wall, sending even more soldiers there, climbing atop each other to scale it.
Feng Yun's gaze swept to the corner of her eye before she summoned a few guards.
"Release arrows!"
Why wait until now to release arrows? Because weapons were limited, and so were arrows.
She needed to use them when the enemy was frantic and enraged to affect their judgment.
Feng Yun then took out a small horn, projecting the presence of an enormous army with just a handful of men.
"First team of archers, advance."
"Second team of archers, prepare!"
"Third team!"
"Shoot those dog thieves full of holes!"
The rebels confronting the enemy watched the arrows, as if they had eyes, fly towards them, accompanied by torches doused in tung oil descending from above, which scared them into retreating.
They didn't understand how many soldiers the villa actually housed.
