Cheng Kong and Murong Xue were not nervous at all, those mummies wanted to rush here, even if there was no wolf-headed monster to stop them, I am afraid it would take a lot of time.

Instead, the phantom archers fired a few arrows at the mangrove-cutting saboteurs, but they were far away, and the arrows flew out and crossed a shallow parabola and burrowed into the mire.

And the group of mummies walked into the mire and became sad, as soon as they got off their feet, they sank to their knees, and it was estimated that the weight of these mummies was not light, and when they were trapped, the mummies did not go forward, and desperately pulled out their legs and returned to the refining house.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Kong felt a little sad, and knew that these mummies were completely unsuitable for the quagmire, what kind of passage did he open up, just let the old horse shoot directly on the side of the quagmire, and the attack power was much greater.

After that, Cheng Kong also figured out that something could not be completely predicted, and it was better to make more preparations than to work hard when encountering danger.

"Let's get started."

Seeing that those mummies didn't come at all, and the wolf-headed monster had already knocked down those mangroves and ran back, Cheng Kong said to the old horse.

The old horse smiled, nodded, and then pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang! Six crossbow arrows side by side flew out like spears, making a huge sound of breaking through the air, and in the blink of an eye, they flew over a distance of thousands of meters, approaching the mercury mine.

In the face of the whizzing crossbow arrows, the mummies didn't even raise their heads, and still walked slowly towards the refining house.

In an instant, three of the six crossbow arrows rushed into the group of mummies. The first crossbow shot directly at the head of a mummy, and then rushed forward more than ten meters, piercing the seven mummies behind. Straight to the ground.

The other two crossbow arrows also shot several mummies in two.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty mummies were mostly destroyed by the old horse's crossbow arrows, and this was only half of the crossbow arrows hit, if all of them hit, I am afraid that this group of mummies would have to die on the spot.

As for the remaining three crossbow arrows, they were missed, splashing a cloud of rubble on the dry ground around the mercury mine.

Shooting three out of six, this is already a huge improvement for the old horse the day before yesterday.

Know the way. In the beginning, the old horse shot one out of six, and that was still a distance of tens of meters.

Of course. This does not rule out the sudden explosion of luck of the old horse.

Seeing the target, the old horse suddenly jumped up excitedly, and the arrow tower shook for a while, this old boy weighed more than four hundred kilograms in the hero world. The rudimentary arrow tower is naturally a little unbearable.

"Alright. Old horse, you don't want us to run away, do you? Reload your bolts! ”

Looking at the mummy that began to pour out of the mercury mine cave and a witch on a broomstick, wearing a starlight robe and a red hat, suspended in mid-air, Cheng Kong felt a little troublesome.

The mummies are easy to deal with, they are very slow, but the witch on the broom is the famous Evil Witch of the Wild Neutral Tier 5 class.

The wicked witch group is sluggish. Negative spells such as group abolition can be terrifying.

To speak, to the words of the wicked witch. No matter how large the number of troops is, most of them will be wasted if they are smashed down by a few of her spells.

Especially in terrain like the swamp, it would be a disaster to be hit by a group of sluggishness.

A slowdown of 35 to 50 percent is enough to make any class a turtle in a swamp.

Not to mention the Evil Witch's Burst Spell, if you hit the last burst spell, I'm afraid that even a giant mantis is in danger of dying.

The old horse also noticed that something was not quite right at this time, not to mention the witch riding on the broomstick, there were more than a hundred mummies pouring out of the mine alone, and several phantom archers who were in charge of guarding the entrance of the cave also began to rush towards this side.

To tell the truth, these phantom shooters are extremely athletic, and their legs are connected, and they rush directly over the mud, without the slightest jerky or sticky.

At this rate, it won't be long before they are within a hundred meters of the tower, a distance sufficient for the Phantom Shooter to hit any enemy.

"Old horse, are you okay?" At this time, Cheng Kong didn't have the idea of letting the giant mantis attack, but turned his head to the old horse and asked.

"Well, it's going to be fine right away!" The old horse had done everything he could, the crossbow arrows had been loaded, and the bowstrings had been twisted, leaving only the last one in the process of twisting.

With the passage of time, the number of mummies has increased to two hundred, and they are beginning to step into the quagmire under the leadership of the evil witch, slowly pressing towards Cheng Kong's side.

It seems that the wicked witch was more cautious and gave the old horse enough time to reload and twist the strings.

At this time, Cheng Kong also pulled out his big bow and aimed at the phantom shooter who was rushing towards him.

Among the archers present, except for Cheng Kong, the rest of the archers could not be compared with the phantom archers in terms of range, not even Murong Xue, and the range of her crossbow arrows could even be said to be the shortest.

Of course, with Murong Xue's skills, such a range is enough, and as time goes by, if Murong Xue's strength increases, then the range will increase accordingly.

"That's it!" The old horse was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and finally twisted the last bowstring.

"Okay, aim at that witch and attack!"

Cheng Kong didn't even look back at this time, just said a word, and then released the bowstring.

With a soft sound of the bowstring, the arrow shot out, cutting a straight line through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it struck the chest of a phantom archer who was galloping forward, and then flew backwards backwards.

After receiving this lightning blow, the speed of the remaining phantom archers suddenly decreased, and they dared to rush as undisguised as before.

By this time, however, the old horse had pulled the trigger, and six huge crossbow arrows were shot towards the wicked witch with a dull whistling sound.

Maybe she didn't react at all, or maybe the evil witch had never seen such a sharp weapon, in short, in the face of the fast-firing crossbow arrows, she just lifted the broom to the top of the broom, raising her height by about thirty meters.

Normally, these thirty meters are enough to keep the evil witch safe.

But the wicked witch made a mistake with common sense about the crossbow arrows fired at the old horse, and the crossbow arrows she used to calculate were the crossbow arrows used in siege warfare, not to mention every shot, at least to ensure that the crossbow arrows were probably scattered over a smaller fan. (To be continued......)