Lin An's status is too high.
He could only regard Lin An as a powerful ascetic in a remote area who was promoted by luck?
Although he was a little confused, the general had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain quickly:
"The monsters ridden by these blood corpses do not have any means of attack."
"And like this blood corpse army falling from high altitude, they do not have the ability to emit "fire"."
"Only those who attack from the ground."
"As for how to intercept..."
"Just wait patiently here, it will be our turn soon!"
Um?
Lin An raised his eyebrows in surprise and didn't ask any more questions.
My identity is quite useful.
Interception...without gunpowder.
In addition to using the highest technology in ancient times, the crystal lathe crossbow to intercept, what else can be done?
Ascetic?
After analyzing the ascetics and getting to know them over the past few days, Lin An also determined that most of the ascetics were not so much able to fly as they had the ability to float.
That flying speed can be called a turtle speed.
Can't even change direction flexibly.
Expect the ascetics to intercept the high-speed falling bloody corpses like anti-aircraft guns, no less than an old lady defending James.
As for the other point.
From the moment the transport plane appeared, he wondered why he didn't just bomb from high altitude.
What's the use of having a city wall as high as it is?
Unless the ascetics are used as a "protective shield", it cannot protect such a large-scale city wall.
But according to the general's opinion, there are actually two types of blood corpses.
Don't blood corpses replicate themselves?
Was your judgment wrong?
They actually have many categories?
With a series of questions in mind, the counterattack from the ascetics quickly launched.
"Ascetic No. 1478, 9881, 2544..."
"Go to heaven!"
A series of numbers came out from the mouth of the ascetic number 176.
After the numbering is all one thousand digits.
I don't know if it's for efficiency, but the ascetics will choose to call the person by name or position except when facing the object with the highest number.
Normally, they refer to each other directly by their numbers.
Among the hundreds of ascetics, the one who was called had no expression on his face and floated directly into several trebuchet-like devices.
When Lin An heard the sound, he looked subconsciously and moved slightly.
Are you going to start intercepting?
What are these people... planning to do?
Under his spreading mental perception, the bloody corpses attacking on the ground continued to unleash firepower on the wall.
Fortunately, the city wall was built to a sufficient height, and there were ascetics acting as human shields to withstand the explosion.
Otherwise, the soldier on the wall responsible for launching the crossbow would have been killed long ago.
But no matter what, a large number of soldiers were killed and injured.
According to a simple deduction, within fifteen minutes at most, the defenders will soon lose their "air defense capabilities."
If the person dies, it can be topped up later, but the lathe crossbow is blown up and cannot be repaired in a short time.
After noticing the strange name "Tiantianji", Lin An subconsciously used his mental power to investigate carefully.
An ordinary trebuchet, but there are quite a few...
The cannonball with its tail removed?
"Captain Lin, what are these guys planning to do?"
With his head tilted, Xiong Hanzi looked at the ascetics who had gotten into the "Heavenly Plane" with a sly look. He had just received the task of intercepting people out of the city.
It's just that it's not his turn yet.
Lin An didn't reply, but suddenly smiled.
interesting.
Sure enough, no matter where they are, human beings will burst out with strange creativity in the face of life and death.
"Just watch, maybe you can try it later..."
After casually going back, Lin An withdrew his mental power and waited for the so-called spacecraft interception device to be activated.
I saw the ascetic who got into the trebuchet and quickly dug out several bloody holes in his body with an expressionless face.
With a skilled technique, in just a few seconds, the cannonballs with the balancing devices removed were "embedded" in the limbs and chest.
Afterwards, everyone once again held a tactical missile captured from the bloody corpse.
"emission!!"
At the command, the soldier controlling the plane suddenly raised the ax in his hand and cut the rope holding the plane with one stroke.
"call out!"
"call out!"
Like throwing stones, the ascetics "sitting" in the area where the stones were originally fired were like cannonballs, quickly flying high into the sky.
The force of the launch was obviously insufficient, and the speed slowed down quickly when it reached mid-air.
It's like I've experienced it many times.
The ascetic flying into the air ignited the cannonball on his left foot without hesitation, and then raised his head to lock on the transport plane high in the sky.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!!"
Continuous rhythmic explosions sounded. Under the thrust generated by the explosion, the ascetic who had slowed down instantly gained reverse thrust and rushed towards the transport aircraft like an arrow from a string.
The entire thigh was blown to pieces.
But with the unique ability of the ascetic, he recovered again.
Occasionally, when encountering blood corpses falling head-on and trying to attack them, these ascetics detonated the bombs again without hesitation and adjusted their positions.
Explosion, acceleration, left hand, right hand...
The blown-up limbs fell from the sky like pieces.
...
"interesting..."
Lin An murmured in a low voice, unable to help but marvel at the creativity of the inventor.
"My dear..."
Xiong Hanzi, who was watching, was stunned and clicked his tongue.
This fucking is an authentic human cannonball...
If it flies slowly, hold the explosives to speed up.
If you don't fly high enough, you'll blow yourself up into the sky.
If his flexibility is poor, he can use the cannonballs "embedded" on his limbs to change direction instantly.
This ascetic is still a human being, he has clearly turned into a suicide bomber...
Human fighter.
If nothing else...
Lin An raised his head and looked at the ascetics who were quickly approaching the transport plane, and realized what they wanted to do.
"burst!!"
He shouted angrily in unison.
High in the air.
This group of flying ascetics are already infinitely close to the floating transport aircraft.
At the same time they received the order, they firmly "pressed" the most powerful tactical missile in their arms outside the armor of the transport aircraft.
They were not trying to stop the falling bloody corpses at all, but were pointing directly at these aerial vehicles!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A deafening explosion came from high altitude, and the scorching flames swallowed up the bloody corpse's transport plane.
Black smoke rose.
Scattered shrapnel penetrated the engine assembly.
The aerospace transport plane that was hit by the explosion could no longer maintain its balance and fell crookedly.
Just like the setting sun.
