285. You're dead

"Is it so fierce?" Chen Song hid behind a tree, and an arrow was hit in a tree beside him, and half of the tree was on fire.

If you shoot on someone......

Chen Song vaguely smelled the smell of meat.

Venerable Zhupan had a calm face, and he smiled: "In the past, this was just a small prop that did not enter the stream, even now this magic weapon is nothing to be afraid of, it can't hit accurately, it can only cover the surface, and the chance of being shot by it is not high." ”

Chen Song looked back at him, nothing terrible, what the hell do you mean by hiding behind me?

Venerable Zhupan is worthy of being Master Jindan, he glanced at Chen Song's expression and guessed his thoughts, and said with a smile: "I came to your side, not to use you as a cover, but to tell you that the bandits are not using this rocket to kill you and me, but to illuminate and find our location, and there will be a precision strike later!"

Chen Song waved his hand: "Withdraw!"

The wind ran away with the first one: "The wind is tight, pull it!"

Chen Song pulled up Liu Erdao, who was buried under the tree with his head buried under the tree and his butt cocked, and said: "We protect you, you hurry up to the mountain and tell you that we are in charge, we are friendly troops, let them stop!"

Liu Erdao trembled and said, "Okay, good ......"

"What kind of mountain are you going to climb at this time, with his mortal body, can he climb to the top of the mountain alive in this chaotic battlefield now?" Venerable Zhupan shook his head slightly.

Chen Song asked, "What should I do then?"

"Look, somebody has flown up the mountain!" the wind pointed to the night sky.

Chen Song saw that there was indeed a figure flying towards the top of the mountain, and it was an acquaintance he knew, Feng Linzi.

Behind the back of Feng Linzi's hands, wearing a long robe, the mountain breeze blows, fluttering like a fairy, and he really has a master's demeanor.

The true master Zhupan Venerable's face sank: "Shabi!"

At the foot of the mountain, there was another loud shout, and two golden lightning chains chased into the air, they twisted and twisted with each other and moved forward quickly, like two golden snakes.

Feng Suigan exclaimed, "Possess the Golden Ring of Bones! These bandits still have this kind of spirit worm?!"

The exclamations on the mountainside were one after another, and the wind forest that was originally fluttering towards the top of the mountain was anxious, and he didn't care about posing any more and wanted to quickly rise into the air, but the bone-attached golden ring flew extremely fast, and in a few blinks of an eye, he chased behind Feng Suigan.

Feng Suigan hurriedly asked, "What should I do?"

Venerable Zhupan said indifferently: "Even if you know the reason, can you inform him? Beware of him coming at you!"

The old man, the demon and the horse are old and slippery, the rabbit is old and the eagle is difficult to take, and the words of the old venerable man were fulfilled in the next second.

Someone on the ground shouted, "Drop it and get rid of it!"

The wind in the panic was like a man in the water seeing a life-saving straw, he rushed down in a panic, and rushed away following the sound, and the golden ring seemed to be unbound by inertia, and dexterously folded in the air to follow......

The sound of scolding sounded on the ground again.

Venerable Zhupan urgently said to Chen Song: "Senior Brother Songzi, I remember that you have a magic weapon that can transmit sound for thousands of miles, don't you? Hurry up and hand it over to this mortal, so that the people on the top of the mountain can hear his words clearly, and he will explain!"

Chen Song was too busy before, and he forgot about this trick for a while.

He hurriedly took out the electric horn from his backpack and handed it to Liu Erdao, and Liu Erdao's broken gong voice was particularly loud in the night sky: "Father Chu, Second Brother Sun! Stop! Stop! I have two knives! The people on the mountain are my own people! Not his mother's bandits! They are here to exterminate the bandits!"

The man who was knocked unconscious by Chen Song before also came to his senses, and after understanding what was going on, he gathered around Liu Erdaozi and shouted together.

There was a shout from the mountain, but unfortunately the mountain wind was strong, and the sound was blown inaudible.

But the logs and stones that were tumbling down from time to time stopped, and the people who shot the arrows down shrank back.

The caravan cowering on the mountainside hurriedly climbed up, the bandits at the foot of the mountain were in a hurry, and there was another loud shout, Chen Song looked back, and by the light of the fire, he saw a dense figure chasing after him.

Seeing this, he immediately changed the chain of the gun, and the muzzle of the gun dived, just in time to exert the power of the machine gun: "Knock knock knock!"

The machine guns swept in a fan-shape, hitting rocks and flying wildly, and the mountain thieves poured stubble after stubble like wheat under the sickle.

On the other side of the mountainside, one after another, round balls were thrown out.

The ball spread out in the air and slowly drifted like a cloud, and when several pieces came together, it began to rain in a dripping manner.

The rain fell on the bandits, and the bandits rolled on the ground wailing.

The caravan hated the bandits to death, they had always thought highly of themselves, but they were actually played by the bandits, so after having the opportunity to fight back, the monks were no longer stingy and took out all their housekeeping skills.

When one of the monks touched the foot of the mountain, a fire broke out, and several stone-throwing carts were burned and destroyed.

There was also a group of big men who were not afraid of death and attacked down from the mountainside, Chen Song heard them shouting words such as avenging the head of the family, it is estimated that the unlucky head of the family died in battle.

There are not many monks among the bandits, and all they can do is use a three-plate axe.

Yu Cangzi and other monks counterattacked, there were monks at the foot of the mountain casting spells, and Chen Song's machine guns pressed the formation, they finally couldn't resist it, and soon began to rout in groups.

Seeing that the caravan on the mountainside finally had a place to vent his anger, he immediately roared and chased after him.

Chen Song shouted: "Everyone be careful of deception! The road is slippery in the dark, and the poor don't chase after it!"

Some people were so angry that they refused to give up, so they turned around and scolded with contempt: "What a cartilage worm!"

Chen Song responded: "Bad pen, you are dead." ”

He didn't chase the bandits, but followed Liu Erdao and others to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there were many swords and guns, and all the people, including women, children and the elderly, were armed with weapons, and under the firelight, everyone's faces were covered with sweat.

Liu Erdao was introduced in the center, but the people on the mountain were very suspicious of them and did not trust them.

The caravan was also not interested in them, and Jin Qin and Yu Cangzi were shouting to count the personnel.

This battle can be described as a tragic victory, they were attacked up and down on the mountainside before, it was really dangerous, Jin Qin's face was gloomy after counting: "Ha, there are only eighty-five people left." ”

"The guards of the Shan family went to pursue the bandits, and there should be more than a hundred of them. Jin Liufu said cautiously.

Yu Cangzi shook his head tiredly and said: "We have only left Liujiu City for less than two days, and half of the personnel have been lost, so the matter of opening a trade route is ......."

He couldn't help but laugh when he said this, a very sarcastic wry smile.

Someone came up and whispered: "Look at the number of people on the mountain, they can feed so many people, presumably ......"

"Smack!"

Jin Qin twitched with a big mouth: "Hold your wilted fart back! Are you a thief?"

When it comes to bandits, the hearts of the people in the whole caravan are angry.

Yu Cangzi's eyes were cold, he clenched his fists and said: "Hehe, this gang of bandits, very good! Very good! When it is dawn, Lao Dao must have a good discussion with them!"