Qin Ziwen heard this and retorted with a laugh, "A dozen or so Strong Bows? Why not just say a hundred? We could form a bow formation, fire off a few volleys, and turn them all into pincushions."
Cao Biansheng chuckled.
After the battle, the work of cleaning up the battlefield was finished.
Luo Gang's people transported the butchered Giant Lizard corpses back.
Otherwise, in this hot weather, the meat would spoil in just a few hours.
"How many Crossbow Arrows do we have left?" Qin Ziwen walked over and asked.
Du Yu was inspecting his spear shaft. It had been exhilarating to run through the Giant Lizard leader earlier, but afterward, he noticed the shaft had bent slightly.
Hearing his leader's question, Du Yu stopped what he was doing. "Sir, we have fourteen Crossbow Arrows left."
Qin Ziwen mused, 'Fourteen... that's about three more volleys for each Car-Mounted Crossbow.'
"Should be enough to deal with the flock of Red-winged Dragons to the south, right?"
