The night sky of Mount Sharp hung high with a blood-red glow. Torches also appeared at the foot of Mount Sharp, a group of heavily armed Kakhandians searching the mountain along the trail and the forest beside it.

"Not here." The Kakhandians shouted in a thick, nasal voice.

"Neither is it." They chanted in response.

"Keep searching, pay attention to vigilance, they must have more than a dozen people!" From time to time, such cries could be heard in the light of the torches.

"Brother, brother will be able to meet you soon. Wait for me. Zax, who was carrying his brother's corpse on his back, was already sweating profusely, and he knew that a battle of great disparity in power was inevitable.

Not far in front of Zax, the red-crowned woods of Al Helino were startled by the shadows of birds, and the sound of their wings spreading was like the sound of hurried footsteps, as if to signal that extreme danger was approaching.

Suddenly, the mountain path and the forests on the left and right sides of the mountain path were illuminated by the light of the torches, and five rows of figures flashed in the beating firelight, and the figures that shook in the light of the fire were like shadow cloaks in the middle of the night.

Zax quickly dodged behind a slanting red-crowned tree with the corpse on his back, but even his faint sound quickly alerted the mountain patrol infantry.

"Who's there?" The clanging of weapons against armor and the rustle of footsteps on the trees became rapid. The people of Kakhand, walking in the front row, swiftly approached the source of Zacks' slight sound with torches, and the sloping red-crowned wood was immediately illuminated by the swaying torches.

"How can there be nothing? I could hear a noise here. One of the surrounding Karkhand infantrymen looked around, and finally he turned his gaze to the slanted red-crowned tree beside him, "Did anyone climb the tree?" ”

"Just take a look, maybe it's a monkey?" Several other Kakhandians laughed at the somewhat nervous infantryman.

"If I catch a rebel, don't think about my merit and bounty." I saw the mocked infantryman hang the axe behind his back, and he climbed the trunk with his hands and feet, but at that moment his expression immediately froze, he let go of his grip on the trunk, and fell from the tree, rolling in the bushes, while he cried out in horror, "I caught it, I caught it!" ”

"Poisonous snake!" The fallen Karkhand infantry lay on his back in the bushes and held the upper part of the viper with one hand, and the viper wrapped around his other hand like a bracer, and kept spitting snake letters from his mouth, and while he cried for help in horror, the rest of the people quickly pulled out the small dagger at their waists, and chopped the viper into snake meat with all their hands and feet.

"You owe us a couple of drinks for a meal." The soldiers laughed, and one of them stuffed the severed snake into the package, "This thing is a great drink!" I know you're hearing this guy's voice. What a big 'rebel' you really caught! ”

Zax held back his breath, he climbed the tree and did not move, he knew that if he made any noise, not only would he not be able to bury his brother's body, but he would also be doomed. He clung to the still-thick trunk of the tree, hidden behind a jumble of leaves, and all that was left to his ears was the taunting of the few Karkhand infantry under the tree who had abandoned the search tree, and the sound of his own heart almost beating out of his throat.

The footsteps of the four rows of Kakhandians patrolling the mountain faded away, and Zacks, after making sure that there was no danger around, jumped down from the sloping growth with Bill's corpse on his back, and after a little respite, continued to walk in the shadow of the moonlight on the edge of the mountain path under the cover of the red crown trees and low shrubs of El Helinor.

The winding mountain path finally came to an end, and Zax's eyes flashed with the light of two or three rows of torches not far away, the figures of the Kakhand's soldiers waiting for battle, and the flickering lights in the houses, which flickered and dimmed, as if to tell the fact that good luck is there, but it will eventually come to an end.

Zax Sharp looked around, his mind thinking about how to break through the defenses held by the Kakhandians, the only way down the mountain, and it was clear that the Karkands were experienced in mountain pursuits.

"Kakhand, Kakhand, tomahawk in hand, trees fall and birds scatter, born in the middle, in the mangroves." Zacks had been to Fort Carchand, and his mind couldn't help but recall the children's songs sung by the children of Carchand, "It seems that the woods of Sharp Hill are no longer my lucky place in front of these mangrove people, and in any case, I have come here, and I am only a stone's throw away from the secret stronghold." Don't give up! ”

Zax hunched over, and with the faint night breeze blowing from time to time, he slowly moved through the bushes under the red-crowned trees.

"Sha, sha, sha!" The bushes swayed slightly, and Zax's vision slowly brightened.

"Goo, goo, goo!" It was a thrush-like call, but there were very few such birds in Sharp Mountain. Zax noticed that the torches not far away seemed to be shaking slightly, and he felt as if many pairs of eyes were staring at him coldly in the dark night.

"Boom~~!" A brief fluttering of the strings shattered the silence of the night without warning. A flying arrow flew across Zax's cheek and pinned to the trunk of the red-crowned tree behind him, and the bushes not far away suddenly trembled, and the sharp warning was accompanied by several crossbow-wielding figures who suddenly stood up from the bushes, "Stand where I am, don't move!" Sneaky guys! ”

In the darkness of the night, dozens of pairs of alert eyes looked at Zacks, who was carrying the corpse on his back, and Zacks stood calmly in place, seemingly obeying the sharp warnings of the sudden appearance of the Kakhandians.

"Don't try to play tricks. Our men have already targeted you, and if you dare to make a move, you will soon become a hedgehog. A Kakander from the bush slowly leaned over to him, "Lay down your weapon." And the guy behind you. ”

"Oh." Zax was taken aback, he didn't expect that these Kakhandians were still in ambush on both sides of the mountain road, his palms were sweating, and his heart was constantly thinking about his next move, "In an unfavorable situation, taking a wrong step will leave me dead without a place to be buried." ”

"Yes, that's it, just stand still and don't move!" The Kakhand's face was clearly visible, and approaching him was a bearded man with small eyes, the standard face of the Kakhand.

"Sir, don't pull your * trigger, I'm carrying my brother behind me, his name is Little Gold, but unfortunately he is sick, and I am taking him to Murred to seek help from the priest." Zax's tone was not so calm, as if he was deliberately hiding the uneasiness in his heart.

"It's a coincidence, when we were arresting the rebels, your little brother Xiao Jinyuan got sick, I thought it was your little brother who got it*, even the priest can't look down on your little brother." The strange words of the Kakhandians caused the Kakhandians who were ambushed around them to laugh a few times, "There is a mountain road that does not walk, but walks up the arbor bushes, I don't think the little brother under you is sick, I think it is your own heart that is sick." ”

"Sir, a lord like us doesn't even have a chance." Zax pretended to be innocent, "I just saw a good medicine in the bushes and wanted to collect it, but I didn't expect to alarm the gentlemen." ”

"Alright, let me see what you mean by the best medicine. I really don't know what kind of medicine can grow in this bush! Approaching Kakande, he sneered maliciously, "Turn your sick little brother around me, don't hang my head!" ”

"Ahh Ten gold coins! Your feet! That's a great medicine! Zax suddenly pointed to the foot of the Kakhand's beard, and the Karkander subconsciously lowered his head, and a cold long sword suddenly pressed against his throat.

"It's a rebel!" The Karkandians, choked by the throat, cried hysterically for help.

"Save me some effort." Zax coldly warned the Karkhand soldiers, looking around vigilantly, "The ambushes around and the Khakhand beards on the road ahead!" If you move, this accomplice of yours will die! Honestly make a way for me! Don't think about releasing cold arrows, his life is in my hands! ”

"Boom~~~" Zax's threat didn't work for the ambushed Kakhandians, a cold arrow suddenly shot out from his back, but Bill's corpse blocked the arrow for him, and the arrow seemed to tell Zax that the hostage in his hand was not worth much.

Zacks slid the blade of his sword, and the bearded Kakhand, who was choked by the long sword, was immediately cut throat, and the crossbow-wielding Kakhandians also shot crossbow arrows at Zacks at the same time, fortunately the bearded corpse blocked the flying crossbow arrows, otherwise Zacks would have turned into a hedgehog in the woods.

The Kerkands who were lying in ambush in the bushes threw away*, took the axe from their backs and threw themselves at Zacks, who saw the moment and shoved the bearded corpse of the Kalkande, who had been shot into a hedgehog, and several of the Kalkanders rolled down the cliff behind the bushes.

Using the trunk of the Redcrown Tree as a cover, the arrows that were shot out were nailed to the Redcrown Tree in front of Zacks, and with the help of these Karkhandians reloading*, Zacks pounced on the Kakhandians on the mountain path.

The fire flickered, and the Kakhandians guarding the mountain path had already grasped the battle axe, and they were waiting for this weak man who jumped from the bushes to the mountain path, Zax threw a Kakand battle axe that he picked up from the bushes and threw it at them, and the Kakhandians guarding the mountain road avoided the flying tomahawks, leaving a looming gap, and the Karkhand infantry lying in ambush on the other side of the mountain road finally gave up loading* and jumped out of the bushes.

"Big Gold Run! The real 'rebels' are here! Suddenly a familiar roar of Zax came from behind the people of Kakhand, who were guarding the mountain path, "The Sharp family 'rebel' you are looking for!" I am Essec Root! The last of the 'rebels'! ”

"Whoever it is! Don't let go of a single one! The shouts of the people of Kakhand filled the trails of Mount Sharp, and the barking of Murred's dogs came and went.