The demon hunter didn't pay any attention to the captain, and after briefly checking the other party's wound to make sure that he would not bleed to death from the wound on his arm in a short time, Xu Yichen poked his head out of the window and patted the outer wall of the wheelhouse with his hand.

"The wheelhouse has been emptied, take the wounded on board, flank on both sides, and move quickly!" Condescendingly, the demon hunter could see that the walls had almost fallen, and that the bugs had done their best to form a gentle slope with the corpses of their own people.

Only this time the corpses were not attacked by humans, but by the bugs who volunteered to become building materials.

Xu Yichen put his face on the door leading from the cab to the outside, the metal door had good conductivity, and he could faintly hear the sound of fierce battles coming from the other side of the room, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air.

In the [Li Oumeng's Secret Treasure Room], he took out two daggers and gently pushed the door open.

Outside the door, there is an empty room with four reserved holes on each side for shooting outward, and two teams of archers are taking turns shooting outwards.

There were four or five corpses with arrows in the eyes or foreheads on the ground, one of which was a samurai in black armor who had accompanied the Templars on the ship, and the same looking soldier was dragging the corpses from the ground and piling them together.

Three other black-armored samurai were standing in the doorway on the other side of the room, a thickly armored door blocking them.

Outside the door, the Demon Hunter could hear shouts of killing.

When the metal door opened, there was a crisp sound, causing all the archers in the room to subconsciously turn their heads, and the demon hunter looked helplessly at a small bell that had fallen on top of the door.

When the door opened, it was the small bell that sounded, a small detail that was supposed to be designed to alert the float driver that someone had entered the room, but now became the fuse for igniting the explosives.

"Whoosh!" An arrow flew from the porthole, and an archer fell to the ground clutching his neck, and in the heat of the battle, high-speed blood spurted high along the severed artery under the pressure of blood pressure.

The nearly half-meter-high column of blood brought this encounter to a climax from the very beginning.

The Demon Hunter struck first, pulling the nearest bow and arrow, breaking the opponent's joints and pressing the archer's neck in a circle, blocking the three arrows fired by the others.

At this distance, the archers did not have time to open their bows with all their might, and the kinetic energy of the arrows was lost in their former colleagues.

Xu Yichen watched the reactions of the guards around him as he swirled, the dagger in his hand was thrown hard, and the sharp blade plunged into his eyes along the gap in the helmet of the black-armored samurai who was handling the corpse.

The other party almost didn't react and fell to the ground.

Xu Yichen pushed out the archers who had turned into corpses in front of him, and the three enemies on the right who had just drawn their arrows instantly lost their balance.

Snapped the neck of one of the archers on the other side, who was far more physically fit than the slave soldiers, but was more than a beat slower to react to a close enemy.

It seems that they had no other means of dealing with the enemy than archery, and none of them tried to retreat and extend the distance, or throw away their bows and arrows, and meet the enemy with short weapons.

It is also true that they are not equipped with short weapons.

The nearest black-armored samurai finally turned around and approached the demon hunter, his broadsword, also dyed black, slashing from top to bottom with an indomitable momentum.

Xu Yichen dodged the slash sideways, and the broadsword slammed into the floor with a thud, and then the demon hunter stepped on the sword from the side.

The dagger in his hand stabbed the black-armored samurai three times in two seconds from bottom to top.

Flanks! Unlike the entire metal plate in other locations, this is a weakly defended area that appears to be a layer of leather, but the touch and sound of the dagger's tip tells the Demon Hunter that there is a layer of chain mail inside.

Nape! In the gap between the helmet and the neck guard, Xu Yichen's dagger stabbed through this position like a poisonous snake, but beyond his expectations, the neck guard and helmet of these black-armored warriors were actually a whole!

This design prevented them from turning their heads flexibly on the battlefield and taking off their helmets, but it did prevent the Demon Hunters from attacking.

Eye! In the end, Xu Yichen stabbed deeply along the helmet's observation port with the dagger in his hand, like a hot dinner knife poking into the tofu.

The cost of wasting two attacks to take out the enemy was that the archers were ready, and the arrows on the six longbows were aimed at them.

But the Demon Hunter doesn't care, he has the characteristic of [Bathing in Divine Blood], and he is difficult to reach in the true sense of the word! It may hurt, but he can completely ignore this price!

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! "These archers are perfect gears when it comes to doing their job.

Like the slave soldiers, even the enemy could take his life at any moment, even if the corpses of his colleagues fell at his feet, even if the blood that flowed soaked his boots.

Their hands were still as steady as Tarzan, their eyes were still as accurate as eagle's eyes, and six arrows were shooting at their target at the same time.

Unlike the previous hasty designs, this time the attack was delivered after thorough preparation, with the bowstring drawn and the strength exhausted.

Dangerous! The sixth sense, which has been saving him countless times on the battlefield, almost makes his hairs stand on end!

However, the arrow pierced the air, leaving little time for Xu Yichen to blink.

Luckily, Demon Hunters can create time on their own, and despite a night of fighting, Red Hour has reached the limit of how long it can be used.

But it's his strongest hole card.

The world turns red, the blood passes through the heart, is pumped out by a powerful beat, flows to the brain, the brain tissue is in frantic activity, a lot of cells are hopeful, a lot of information is understood, it is calculated.

Eventually, it became a kind of feedback that the demon hunter could understand, and time slowed down.

Even under these conditions, the speed of the arrow still exceeded the limit of the dynamic vision that the mortal eye could provide, and it was in front of the demon hunter almost the moment it was shot!

But for Xu Yichen at this time, time is enough.

Xu Yichen used his palm to gently remove the arrow shot towards his forehead, feeling like he was bending a steel bar fixed in cement.

There was a pain in the palm of my hand that seemed to be a cut of the skin.