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Hundreds of arrows burst through the air, like locusts flying in the sky, gathering and flying towards the edge of the dense forest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the brothers saw the rain of arrows coming at an angle, they quickly stuck the straw man in the ground and ran back behind the tree to hide.

After the white-clothed straw men were moved, they were not inserted in a hurry, and they staggered, some of them fell down on their own as soon as they were put down, and some of them were knocked down when they bounced up after the random arrows landed.

In fact, most of the arrows hit the ground before they reached the edge of the jungle. But most of the straw men have fallen, which is also an indisputable fact. This is what the forbidden soldiers of the Shenzi battalion outside the forest saw.

"Battalion Officer, those white shadows have been shot down!" An archer turned back and reported to the Shen Battalion Officer.

Shen Yingguan was behind them, although he was a little shorter, his eyesight was not bad, and he could see clearly. He couldn't help but feel a little proud, and turned his head to look at the camp officer on his left with contempt. The latter was also looking at him, with some envy and jealousy in his eyes.

The Shen battalion officer waved the command flag in his hand, and ordered in a deep voice: "The archers take cover, the shield men advance, and the swordsmen and gunners follow, ready to rush into the forest at any time!" ”

When the shield hand heard the command, he immediately changed from a half-crouching position to a standing offensive position. They lifted their shields to the height of their noses, leaving only a pair of black eyes peeking out of the shields, and pushed forward side by side. The archers split into staggered groups, one crouching behind the shieldbearer and moving forward, while the other rained down on the jungle to suppress the opponent's counterattack.

The stray arrows kept sticking to the ground and tree trunks beside Song Qi and them. When the trunk of the tree is hit by an arrow, it causes the branches to vibrate, and the leaves are shaken and fall, fluttering and dancing in the light like smoke and fog.

At this moment, all the brothers hid behind a big tree, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other.

"Brother Song, the enemy is already approaching, should we release arrows?" Hua Meng hid behind a tree, and when he saw the enemy advancing, he was a little anxious to counterattack.

Song Qi stood quietly behind a big tree, holding a repeater in his hand and aiming it at the outside of the woods through the tree, his palms were already dripping with a trace of sweat, and there was a sticky and slippery feeling. He wiped his hand from his clothes, gritted his teeth, and said in a soft but firm voice, "Wait." When they move ten more paces forward, we release the arrows. This time, we must destroy at least a hundred of the opponent's archers in one fell swoop, otherwise it will be very difficult for us to retreat. ”

As they spoke, arrows from the outside whizzed past them, landing on the ground beside them, or shooting at trees.

However, things don't always go the way you planned. The Shenzi camp here has not advanced ten steps forward, and the Jizi camp over there saw that the Shenzi camp shot down a group of white people, and the idea of being greedy for merit and recklessness has resurfaced. At the command of the camp officer, more than 700 swordsmen and gunners and more than 100 archers of the discipline battalion, under the cover of shield players, began to advance rapidly from the bottom of the hill into the dense forest.

Once the Kizi battalion broke through into the dense forest and a hand-to-hand combat was about to begin, it would not be so easy for their fifty or so people to retreat under the close attack of 2,000 enemies.

"Shoot the arrows!" Song Qi didn't have time to think about it, so he could only adapt to the changes on the battlefield.

The brothers, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately moved from behind the tree to the tree, raised their bows and arrows, and fired fiercely at the outside.

A rain of arrows rushed into the air from the dense forest, facing the rain of arrows from the opposite side, and the rain of arrows from the two directions staggered in mid-air and poured away in their respective directions. At that time, dozens of archers in the Shenzi camp fell to the ground with arrows, and several brothers on Song Qi's side were wounded by arrows.

At the same time, there were already a few people from the Jizi camp over there who had broken through into the dense forest. Because the brothers' bows and arrows were mainly aimed at the Shenzi camp, there was no defense on the side of the Jizi camp.

Song Qi had no choice but to order urgently: "Withdraw quickly!" ”

The brothers hurriedly rolled up their bows and arrows on the ground, and some of them took up their wounded brothers on their backs and withdrew their legs. The arrows flew after them as if they had eyes, and landed on the ground that they had stepped on behind them.

Hua Meng ran as he turned around and turned back to release the arrow. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Qi not moving, still guarding behind the tree just now, the repeater in his hand shooting non-stop. Arrows swept over his head with the sound of whirring wind.

"Brother Song, it's dangerous! Come on! Hua Meng screamed, braved the dense rain of arrows, and quickly ran towards Song Qi, pulled him up and turned around and ran.

The reason why Song Qi didn't withdraw was that he wanted to shoot the battalion officer of the Shenzi battalion. However, the battalion officer was relatively small and difficult to find in the crowd, and even if he occasionally showed his face from the crowd, he was out of the range of the repeater.

Song Qi shook his head regretfully, he could only give up and retreat quickly behind with Hua Meng.

At this time, the Kizi battalion had already rushed into the dense forest. When the camp officer saw the so-called white-clothed people lying on the ground, they were actually just straw men in white linen clothes tied with grass, and he was so angry that his nose was crooked. It turned out that it was these straw men who caused him to lose a hundred archers.

"His grandmother's!" The camp officer burst into a foul mouth, picked up the knife in his hand and slashed at the straw man on the ground a few times, but the straw man didn't snort, and the straw man seemed to have a stubborn teasing on his face. The camp officer raised his foot and kicked the straw man out of the way, and the grass clippings fluttered in the air, adding to the mocking meaning.

"Give me chase! Catch up and kill! The camp officer ordered viciously.

At this time, the Shenzi camp also broke into the dense forest. Shen Yingguan also saw the white-clothed straw man on the ground, he didn't have the anger of the discipline officer, on the contrary, he thought it was very interesting. With a look of pride on his face, he ordered his subordinates: "Little ones, the enemy is engaged in this set of suspicious tactics with us, which shows that they are not strong enough!" Give me chase! Be sure to capture Song Qi alive! ”

"Yes!" The thousand forbidden soldiers of the Shenzi battalion immediately jumped away, pouring into the dense forest like a lake bursting its embankment, surging wildly from the gap between the trees to the depths of the dense forest.

At this moment, Song Qi and the others were as anxious as lost dogs, panicked like fish that had slipped through the net, quickly passing between trees, and fleeing towards the depths of the dense forest.

Behind them were not only the more than 2,000 wolf-like forbidden soldiers, but also the hundreds of random arrows whistling and flying above their heads.

Although they have been in this dense forest for a long time and know the terrain well, they still rely on speed to escape.

There were nearly 2,000 enemies, many of whom were good runners, and soon more than a dozen forbidden soldiers chased after Liang Song Qi like hungry leopards, raising the knife and gun in their hands and slashing fiercely at Song Qi's back...

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