I am reborn as a lord in Rome

Drawing arrows from a galloping steed was Bartley's favorite, as it was a way to show off his archery skills and give his opponents a strong shock of surprise, but this time his bow had just been drawn and his arms were lowered—for he had to dodge the feathered arrows flying from the side.

Woolley ran as close to the outer bank of the canal as he could, just pulling the fox wolf bandits into range of the archers, but it was worth mentioning that the best archers in Salt Marsh Town were not arranged in the arrow tower, but scattered along the inner bank of the canal from the south gate to the west gate, each stationed at a commanding height, acting as an observer when there were no enemies, and sniping when there were sporadic enemies.

Now, it's time for these archers to snipe—not a sporadic enemy but a large number of enemies right now, but they're chasing the esteemed Archon Woolley.

According to Woolley, the archers who could be deployed by him on the inner bank of the canal were good at archery with their brains, so it was only natural that they would first "take care" of the bandits who posed the greatest threat to Woolley, such as Bartley who was trying to target and the other bandits in his bandit group who were chasing after him with bows and arrows.

Moving target shooting is a compulsory course for archers in Salt Marsh Town, and although it is still a little far from being a good archer to be called a good hand by Woolley, at least this course is well practiced, so Bartley, the sharpshooter, is very embarrassed, and Oshous, who is galloping near him, is also embarrassed.

After leaving the South Gate area, he had only traveled a short distance, and the bandits around Oshous had already fallen several more, although the situation was not good, but it also strengthened Osho's determination to capture Woolley.

I'm going to torture you to death slowly, and then I'm going to dry you on the trunk of the road!" Oshous said to Woolley, who was getting closer and closer in his back.

Bartley drew his bow again, he was so enmitated by the town's archers that he never cared about it—you would shoot me to death, but before I did, I would have shot him to death.

The "he" that Bartley was thinking about was naturally Woolley.

Bartley hesitated for a moment as the tip of the arrow pointed at Woolley's back, but finally reluctantly suppressed the urge to shoot Woolley, moving the tip of the arrow down slightly.

"Boom"—the bowstring sounded, and the feathered arrows flew out, as if a series of ripples swept through the air, and whined towards Woolley's ......

No matter how fast the feathered arrow flew, it could not be faster than his eyes at such a distance, and Woolley had already caught a glimpse of Bartley's aim in the mirror, so as soon as Bartley's hand was released, he flicked the reins to the left and whipped ...... hard

The moment he saw the feather arrow miss, Bartley was in a trance, because he really couldn't figure out if he was dazzled and hallucinating or if it was true, if he could still accept the arrow he shot at El when it was blocked by Woolley, it was unbelievable that he avoided his rapid arrow without even looking back.

Was it the god Amun who was helping him? The thought popped into Bartley's head, and a whining ...... sounded in his ears

"Poof" - blood burst out, Bartley only felt that his neck seemed to be hit hard by a big wooden stick, the place where it was hit was sore and painful, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be instantly drained, and he ......couldn't even hold the reins

Got an arrow? Bartley had just thought of this, and his body shook and he fell off his horse.

"Bartley!" Oshous exclaimed, and at the same time, Woolley suddenly raised his backhand, and a thin leather burden was suddenly shaken away, and a large gray mist wrapped in dense black dots was thrown out rapidly, and the gray mist instantly covered Woolley's figure, and those black dots fell to the ground rapidly.

The moment he caught a glimpse of the gray mist, Oshous squinted his eyes and shouted a loud "Rush!", he had to do this, even if he was speculating about the origin and purpose of the gray fog of Woolley and even a little apprehensive, he still didn't dare to order to stop - hundreds of people rode their horses in a hurry, and the formation was so far away, where could his command be heard in front and behind, if the front team suddenly stopped, and the people and horses behind rushed up, it would really be "forward and follow".

It has to be said that Oshous's approach is very correct, but unfortunately, Woolley's focus is not on the gray mist, but on those black spots that fall on the ground, which have a common name - Tribulus terrestris.

Wu Lai's copper tribulus terrestris is actually a copy of the iron tribulus terrestris, in ancient China in Wu Lai's last memory, the iron thistle is one of the weapons of defense - according to the "Mozi Beicheng Gate" record, in the Warring States period of the city defense war, "all accumulate ginseng stones, tribulus terrestris". "Liutao Tiger Tao" recorded: "Narrow road micro path, Zhang Tie Tribulus terrestris, four inches high, eight inches wide. After the Qin and Han dynasties, thistle terrestris became a commonly used defensive equipment in the army, in addition to being laid around roads, defensive areas, and cities, when the troops were stationed in the camp, they were also laid around the camp.

The copper thistle that Woolley had spilled was all he had on hand, and if it were a little more, he wouldn't mind spilling it in large quantities. After sprinkling, Wu Lai did not mean to stop at all, hundreds of people chased behind him, and occasionally swished arrows, where can he still take care of the effect, naturally he can run as fast as he can......

The first to be hit was actually Oshous, in Woolley's concept, this is very counterintuitive, if Woolley saw the scene of Oshous even falling to the ground with a man and a horse, he would definitely be surprised and asked: "Isn't the villain's boss always the last to fall? How can he take

the lead in the move?" But Oshous really took the lead in the move- His horse's front hooves struck a copper thistle, and as soon as the horse's front legs bent, Oshous fell over the horse's head and fell to the ground, and then his horse rolled and fell heavily on him.

Before Oshous could think about why his horse had stumbled, his left thigh hurt, and at the same time, the horses around him continued to scream and fall, and of course, the people on the horse were not spared.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the "first phalanx" of Osius fell nearly halfway, but did this mean that the doom stopped? No, because the "second phalanx" was too close to follow, and it was too late to rein in the horse......

After his body quickly rolled on the ground several times in a row, Oshous finally moved himself to a safe place, but the price was not small - at least five or six copper thistles were inserted in the flesh, and the bloody sourness was really not something ordinary people could bear.

"Boss!" a small bandit leader who was lucky enough not to be hit quickly turned over and dismounted to help Oshos, while asking, "Are we still chasing?" Oshos

stood up vigorously and looked ahead, Woolley's figure was about to become a small dot, and after a little hesitation, Oshous gritted his teeth and shouted: "Go back to the entrance of the town! Burn the city gate!"

When Woolley's figure appeared near the west gate, Sareth, who was observing the movement in the arrow tower, hurriedly ordered two archers to open the city gate, and he ran to the wooden bridge to beckon Woolley into the town.

After rushing into the west gate, Wu Lai rushed in the direction of the east gate without even getting off his horse, and while rushing, he loudly ordered Salis not to leave the west gate easily, and shouted loudly to Ma Long and the others: "Seneca is here, bring a bow and arrows and follow me to the east gate!" Ma Long

and the others immediately put away what they were doing, grabbed the longbow and arrow bag and turned over on the horse, whipped the horse, and followed Wu Lai's back ......

When Oshous really had the idea of retreating, it was almost noon, and in this almost half a day, he launched a total of seventeen charges against the east gate, with only one purpose, that is, to burn the city gate.

But what made him suffer was that all seventeen charges failed without exception. The Arrow Tower-City Gate defense system was not only stronger than Oshous imagined, but Woolley's endless defensive methods made him tired to deal with, and even gave him the illusion that where he was the attacker, it should be Woolley.

Don't blame Oshous for thinking so, because the process of these dozen battles is too disgusting -

the first charge, Oseus sent twenty of his men, with large wooden shields on their heads, to rush to the city gate, and just ran into the fifteen steps of the city gate, at least a hundred stones were suddenly thrown on the wooden bridge, each of which was the size of a human head, and when he smashed it condescendingly, there was a whining wind.

The shield that could block the feather arrows was suddenly smashed and crooked, and the twenty of Oshosius's subordinates were naturally in chaos immediately, but as soon as a few small gaps appeared in their shield protection, the feather arrows on the arrow tower came down ......

...... In the fifth charge, Oshous again sent twenty of his men, still with large wooden shields on their heads, and rushed to the gate of the city smoothly, and before the fire could be lit, no less than twenty large basins of water fell on the wooden bridge, and it was still a hot ......

...... In the eleventh charge, Oshous used more than ten horses to cover the four men rushing to the city gate, and they also rushed to the city gate smoothly, and the four men had just taken out the oil bag, and several small holes suddenly opened in the city gate, and then, at least a dozen spears suddenly stabbed out from behind the small holes......

For the fourteenth time, the wooden bridge fell with hot oil ......

On the seventeenth time, there were no stones, feathered arrows, spears, boiling water, or boiling oil, but the seventeen men sent by Oshous were all turned into ...... of the burning men

Seventeen charges, each time, Wu Lai patiently waited for the fox wolf bandit group to rush up, and then saw the moves, and even took time to talk and laugh with Ma Long and the others, it seemed that it was not an offensive and defensive battle, but in the next game of chess that did not matter at all.

Oshous dismissed the idea of making the eighteenth charge, he had to do so, because more than half of the eight hundred men he had brought with him were dead and wounded, and if he continued to do so, he would not be able to enter the town of Salt Marsh even if the whole army was destroyed.

In the end, Oshous chose to withdraw his troops, and after leaving behind a hundred men in the palace, he led the rest of the soldiers and horses in embarrassment, and left with the wounded soldiers who were still worth healing, but what he didn't know was that when he began to arrange the withdrawal, Woolley was also arranging the ......

"Lo and behold, this is the consequence of the lack of long-range weapons, as well as effective means of attack. Woolley pointed to the distant figure of Oshous and said to Marlon, smiled slightly, and said, "Give me another horse."

"Do as you command, master. Malone nodded his head and bowed away.

When Wu Lai stepped down the stairs of the arrow tower, in the open space inside the city gate, more than 30 archers mobilized from the south gate and the west gate were already waiting there, one man and one horse, wearing light armor, carrying an arrow bag, and a wooden bow hanging next to the saddle.

"These bandits don't have a bow and arrow, so this is a great opportunity. Woolley raised his right arm, "Let's go and avenge the dead townspeople!"

"Revenge!" shouted more than thirty archers.

"Now, all the team is on the horse!" Woolley ordered in a loud voice, taking the whip from Malone.

"Master, you've been tired for most of the day, rest and rest. Ma Long's gaze swept over the tiredness in Woolley's expression, and he couldn't help but say.

"No, this time the bandits must all be exterminated. Woolley shook his head and said, "Now they are sleepy, and it is a good time to pursue, if you let them go, it will be difficult to guard against them in the future, because they already know my routine."

Malone nodded heavily: "I listen to the master." With

that, Malone turned around and raised his arm: "Seneca escort, get on the horse, protect the master!"

"Yes!" The sound of the promise, which was neater and louder than that of the archers, suddenly sounded ......