A dark shadow swept by, and the man had an extra arrow around his neck, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on it, his hands weak, and his scimitar hanging down.

The scimitar landed on the samurai, slicing through the white coat and colliding with the chain mail inside, making a clang, spun and continued to fall.

The samurai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and continued to climb up, but at this time, a hand reached out and dialed the dead man, and another head poked out, and this time, he didn't hold a knife, but the samurai's heart tightened.

- It's a crossbow!!

Whew~poof!

……

After doing all this, Dam's arms were sore, his back was numb, and he looked up, and saw the sunset reflected by a scimitar falling from the sky.

Groove !!

Damu was shocked, raised his shield, and slapped the scimitar away with a "bell", and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Almost, almost out of phase!

Before he could sigh, he saw a dark shadow descending from the sky.

Damm was startled and quickly dodged away.

Bang!

A cloud of dust splashed up, and Damm saw that it was his own brother, who had been hit by an arrow in the shoulder, the corner of his mouth was cut by a knife, and his mouth was covered with blood, plus the injuries caused by the fall, it seemed that he had been suffocated by the fall, and his face was red.

Damm was looking overhead and saw a man retracting his crossbow.

I don't want to think about it, and a touch of my hand on my waist is a flick of it upward.

Then, Dam raised his hand.

A crossbow fell from the sky, was taken by Dahm, and hung behind his back.

A crossbow is still quite valuable.

Outside the door, the killing was lively.

Inside the door, the samurai guarding the door seemed to feel that no one was attacking the door, so he unconsciously relaxed.

Just then, a person came running and shouted: "Go to the wall, you can't hold it!" ”

So, Hula ran for the most part, leaving only seven people to guard the door.

Seizing the moment, the rat jumped out of the shadows, and the two crossbows and six arrows were already ready.

Woo!!oo

Puff puff!!

With the six blood flowers blooming, two people fell down without saying a word, one threw down his weapon, covered his arms and screamed loudly, and one covered his knees and leaned against the wall, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The rest of the men froze for a moment, then drew their weapons and charged at the rats, one of whom grabbed a javelin and threw it.

The rat stepped back and disappeared into the shadows.

The javelin pierced through his afterimage and nailed it to the door with a thud.

A man arrived first, and found that the mouse in front of him had suddenly disappeared, and suddenly he couldn't stop his steps, and slammed into the door, making another thud.

Suddenly, the mouse sprang out of the shadow at his feet, took a dagger, and hooked his waist to the man's ankle.

Blood came out, and the man fell to his knees with a scream, and the rat seized the opportunity to stab the man with a dagger, and the screams came to an abrupt end.

One of the men from behind rushed up, raised his spear and stabbed at the mouse.

The mouse looked down sensitively, dodged the spear, and saw a large shield fan coming towards him.

Holding the long contradiction card, the man fanned an empty space, and his feet stumbled.

The rat jumped out of his feet, and the dagger slashed under his crotch.

"Ah......h

The rat burrowed under his crotch, and the man screamed and closed his legs, and the rat no longer cared about him, but threw the dagger.

Three men rushed towards the rats, two of which had been dealt with, while the third picked up the javelin, and seeing the fierceness of the rats, decided to raise the javelin and was about to throw it, despite his companions, to find a dagger flying over.

He hurriedly raised his shield and blocked the dagger.

He lowered his shield with trepidation, only to find that the mouse was gone.

Cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and he looked around in horror, not daring to move the slightest.

Suddenly, the rat popped out of the shadows, holding the deadly crossbow in both hands.

With a loud roar, he threw the javelin out, and then raised his shield violently.

As soon as the shield was raised, three "booms" were heard.

"Ahh The man with the javelin screamed in a terrible way, and the surface of his foot had been pierced by three crossbow arrows.

The pain was unbearable, and tears flowed down my face.

Unconsciously, his movements had been deformed, revealing his head, and he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the mouse's figure, his pupils constricted.

A javelin was stuck in the ground, the rat was standing on the javelin, and the crossbow of the draw was aimed at him.

Woohoo!

A cloud of blood exploded, the man's head threw back, and his helmet flew up, spinning in midair.

The man's corpse fell to the ground with a thud, followed by the helmet falling to the ground with a "clang" sound, and then the helmet spun on the ground, away from the corpse.

Seven people, four dead, one was hit and fell to the ground and convulsed, one was hit in the knee and couldn't move and leaned against the wall in a cold sweat, one had run away to inform the others, all were no longer threatening, the rat no longer lost time, turned and walked to the gate, looking up at the huge latch.

The latch is extremely heavy, and it is placed in a high position, and the rat, which is inferior in strength and height alone, is undoubtedly a difficult task to open the door in the normal way.

But fortunately, the rat only has his way.

A gem that Angela had given to the mouse after processing, and it was the mouse's favorite weapon, more than his two crossbows, which never left him, because the gem would explode.

Rats love to explode because it's a beautiful sight.

It's just that this gem is too precious to be used once, and the rats only have three, so the rats have always been reluctant to use them.

With a faint sadness, the mouse threw the gem into the gap between the latch and the door, and plunged headlong into the shadows after him.

And at this time, reinforcements were belated.

Seeing that the gate had not yet opened, the little leader who took the lead breathed a sigh of relief.

If it's already opened, he's probably going to have to fight hard.

The little leader walked to the door, checked the wound of the man whose life had been cut, shook his head regretfully, then helped him wipe his neck, ended his pain, ordered his men to carry the body away from the door, and then stood up.

Rumble!

The little boss doesn't have to fight hard, because he flew into the sky.

His appearance was very miserable, most of his skin had been torn apart by the devastation of stones and sawdust, and the small half of his body and arms had disappeared, revealing the bright red flesh inside, and then scorched by the heat and turned black.

He flew through the air, accompanied by sawdust and stones, and the light of fire chased him and then surrounded him.

So, he fell from the sky with a flame and slammed into the wall, enveloped in a cloud of yellow sand.