Again, after shaking off a group of pursuers behind him.

Song Yong was waiting for a few people in front of the convoy, and shouted loudly: "Stop everyone first, and then reload the empty muskets." ”

Then, a series of crisp brakes sounded, and the convoy stopped at the order of Brother Yong.

Everyone took out the bullet bags hanging from their waists one after another.

After quickly biting through the paper shell, he filled the gunpowder and bullets into the somewhat hot barrel one by one.

Like those of his own subordinates, Song Yong also reloaded the long and short muskets on his body with gunpowder and bullets.

Different parties, even at this time of filling, the expression on the face of this cargo is extremely solemn.

In fact, this is not to blame Song Yong for putting on a stinky face again, but the situation is far worse than he expected, and it has reached the extreme.

From the moment you first stepped on the bike and began to officially flee.

In the previous time, they had already gone to three surrounding walls in a row, and there were three short but extremely fierce battles.

I don't know why, but the number of witches in the army of the shrew tribe is amazing.

This kind of elite among the primitive people and natives is as cheap as the cabbage in the field in the army, and every time they go out of the city to try, they will always meet one or two.

It was the surprise of the muskets that allowed them to quickly get out of the battle every time.

Otherwise, if it only takes a few seconds at night, they will be surrounded by a large number of Shrew Tribal warriors, and they will either die in battle or surrender.

Other than that, there is simply no second possibility.

After three attempts to get out of the city, by now, the time has passed for more than twenty minutes.

In normal times, delaying the last twenty minutes is simply a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning.

But now, with every minute of time passing, the hope that a group of them will be able to escape from this city will be even more slim.

In those twenty minutes, God knows how many people from the Shrew Tribe slaughtered into the city.

If it drags on for a little longer, their fate will be very miserable.

Although the people in the team are all good laborers with big shoulders and round waists, there is a high probability that they will not be killed by those personnel of the shrew tribe.

But Song Yong didn't want to be a slave at all, and went to the construction site to be exhausted to death.

Taking advantage of the reloading of the bullets, Song Yong exhaled deeply to himself, trying to calm his mind as much as possible.

He knew he couldn't be like a headless fly trying to get out of the city like this anymore.

The main thing is that with the passage of time, the tribe leaves them the opportunity to try, and it is not good that there is only the last time, so the choice of going out of the city this time must be cautious.

For this reason, Song Yong looked at the fires in many places in the distance, and began to analyze it in his mind.

Although the Shrew tribe has a large number of troops this time, it can indeed surround a huge city and all the gaps.

However, there will definitely be some places where the troops are weaker, and there is still a slight possibility of breaking through the blockade.

So in which direction is such a weak position?

When he thought of this, Song Yong finally realized that his first three attempts to go out of the city ended in failure for Mao every time.

Because instinctively, he made a choice in the direction that was closest to him, and at the same time towards the Black Dragon Ridge Mountain Range.

Maybe he subconsciously thought in his heart that as long as he escaped into the dense forest of the Black Dragon Ridge Mountain Range, it would be easier to get rid of the pursuers behind him.

There is nothing wrong with such an idea.

But couldn't the commander of the Shrew tribe think of such a simple reason and not deploy more troops?

At this time, Song Yong finally made a decision in his heart.

He pointed to a firelight that was completely opposite to the direction of the Black Dragon Ridge Mountain Range and said, "We will go out of the city from there, and this time we will gnaw with our teeth, and we will gnaw a way out." ”

Then, the convoy set off again and set off in that direction......

A few minutes later, Song Yong, who was pushing hard, suddenly lit up his eyes.

It wasn't that he saw a place where no one could keep them out of the city easily, but in fact, they were nearly half the way from that distant goal.

What made him so excited was that he saw a large group of people rushing out of the small alley on the left.

Among them, he saw the Koro, the natives with the stone masks, the Lilliputian dwarves, and the more familiar allies.

It can be seen that these people have just gone through a fierce battle before.

Not only were the numbers about one-third less than when they were traveling together, but at the moment there was a lot of confusion on their faces, and there were many wounded in the group.

Pulling his throat, Song Yong shouted at the first time:

"Ladies and gentlemen, come with me if you want to go out of the city, this is your last chance. ”

There is no questioning, and there is no opportunity to pretend to be slapped in the face.

These headless flies, after hearing Song Yong's words, instinctively quickened their pace and ran wildly with the convoy.

They don't care if what Song Yong said is true or not, this is already their last straw to save their lives.

The small convoy, with a long line behind it, was not at all neat, and finally came to the gap in the wall of the target.

Again, there is a group of warriors of the Shrew tribe who are numbering in the hundreds.

Fortunately, there was no endless army pouring in, let alone a witch in the town, and even the number of totemic warriors among them was not as large as the few gaps just now.

Obviously, this time Song Yong made the right bet.

Therefore, Song Yong did not turn around and leave again, but shouted at his subordinates: "Stop, raise the gun, fire, and then continue to fire freely." ”

So it was in the gap, about two hundred steps.

Thirty long-barreled brown basses opened fire almost at the same time, and in the thunderous sound of muskets, the guards who were about to rush up fell twenty or so.

When the gun is finished and the men continue to reload.

Song Yong roared at the guys behind him who didn't know how to be in a daze and stopped at such a critical moment:

"What are you doing standing stupidly? Rush up and kill them all and then take the opportunity to run away, we don't rush up to shoot from a distance like this, and the support for the battle is greater. ”

Song Yong's plan in his heart is indeed the same.

The only thing that didn't be said was that firing from a distance would make it safer for their men, and the other important thing was what to do with their bikes if they rushed up.

In such a roar, Koroji and the others hurriedly gathered their minds and led their men to kill.

Then, amid the constant sound of muskets, the defenders, who numbered only a few hundred men, were quickly slaughtered.

The rabble, who didn't bother to celebrate, rushed through the blasted city wall and rushed to the vast expanse outside the city.

From beginning to end, there were only two fires before and after, and the escape pod in the sky was always quietly suspended in the air.

I don't know what technology he used, and he didn't even let Song Yong hear the roar of the engine.

Of course, it doesn't really matter what engine this thing works on.

The important thing is that it never continued to fire during the subsequent process.

Otherwise, at this time, if a shot is fired at this gap, then Song Yong and the others will not be able to escape, and even leaving a whole corpse is a luxury......

At the moment when he just left the city, he didn't know which guy was more familiar with the terrain, but his brain finally became normal, and he shouted loudly:

"To the west, there is a large stretch of wood. ”

After hearing this, everyone immediately lifted their spirits, they never felt the happiness of escaping death, and they were so far away from them.

Sure enough, after a group of people had been running wildly for miles under the moonlight, the shadow of a forest appeared in their sight.

It was only at this time that a large dense hoof sound came from behind him.

Song Yong, who couldn't help but look back, almost didn't cry for a moment, because it was a large group of pursuers riding strange horses with sharp horns on their heads, and they were rapidly approaching.

In terms of numbers, there are hundreds of them.