There was a fierce offensive and defensive battle going on here, and seeing the ropes being cut one by one, and the samurai who climbed up one by one were driven down, as the casualties increased, the scene was deadlocked, and Dahm's heart was anxious.

Suddenly, Dahm felt the ground shake, and a roar sounded in his ears.

- Boom! ——

He looked sideways, and saw a huge opening in the middle of the gate with heavy iron sheets, and large pieces of broken wood and broken iron were pushed by the flames and gushed out like a volcanic eruption, and a strong wind accompanied by a roaring sound struck, rolling up the yellow sand all over the ground, and also rolling up Dam's silky hair, and his handsome and resolute face showed a smile.

"Mouse, this guy is pretty good."

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, thinking to himself, Dahm shouted, "Follow me!" ”

With that, he plunged headlong into a cloud of yellow sand.

Listening to the raging fight outside, the chubby one-eyed maid stayed alone in a room, her hands constantly rubbing the hem of her clothes, looking a little restless.

From time to time, she stood up and peered through the crack in the window, then returned to her seat and continued to sit down, silently waiting.

Suddenly, the one-eyed maid noticed that there was one more person in the room, and jumped up, almost screaming.

Then I remembered, isn't this person the famous half-human mouse?

"Are you here to save me?"

The mouse nodded, jumped onto another stool, sat cross-legged, and carefully examined his gear.

After having a mouse by her side, the one-eyed maid was much more relieved, and her worried face was a little more relaxed.

The Silver Caravan was not small in number, and as part of the Gelton Caravan, there were many good players.

However, the Akamu Merchant Group is the head snake here, with more people and more good players.

Moreover, coupled with the sudden loss of the silver coin, the entire caravan command system was in chaos, and after being attacked by the caravan, it was even more defeated, and began to retreat, and the battle turned into street fighting.

A sharp arrow shot out of the window, and the warrior of the merchant group, who was fighting hard, was pierced through the throat by an arrow, and his whole body fell to the ground with a limp.

The rest of the warriors of the merchant group hurriedly raised their shields and gathered together, intending to withdraw from this small courtyard.

Another crack sounded, and a sharp arrow pierced through the gap in the shield like black lightning.

With a muffled snort, a few drops of blood splattered along the gap.

One of the shields began to tilt crookedly, but was quickly straightened again.

Burst!

Another arrow struck the inadvertently exposed foot, and the shield began to fall apart.

Seeing this, the samurai on the side of the caravan were greatly boosted, raised their spears and scimitars, and forced the samurai on the side of the Ake Amu merchant group to retreat one after another.

After shooting an enemy crossbowman, Ake began to look around, and when he noticed something unusual in the small courtyard, he began to run along the ridge of the roof in this direction.

Knock knock!

There were two crisp sounds, and two javelins were nailed to the shield.

As soon as the shield shook, tilted slightly, an arrow took the opportunity to shoot in, and there was another muffled snort.

The samurai on the side of the merchant group retreated again and again, and they were about to retreat to the gate of the small courtyard.

Seeing the following scene, Ake frowned.

Judging by the frequency, the opponent should be using a bow.

It's not a big deal, but it's a bit of a hassle if the other party is hiding in the house.

Ake's brow furrowed even more after observing it.

The arrows were shot from the windows, which, without exception, were tightly covered by curtains, leaving no gaps.

Doesn't he need something to observe what's going on outside?

Ark couldn't figure it out, but if he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to, and Ark took off the blindfold that covered his eyes.

His eyeball, which was covered by an eye patch, had been taken by a vulture, and it was supposed to be a hollow eye socket, but no, there was an extra eyeball, a pitch black, and a ring of gold-rimmed eyes.

The eyes looked rather mysterious, and the corners of Ake's mouth curled up, and his heart was full of gratitude.

This eye was given to him by Angela, and it was different from the usual eyes.

This eye can see things that ordinary people can't see.

The world began to change in Ake's eyes, and the surroundings began to get dark, but something began to glow, and eventually, all that was left in Ake's eyes was black, white, and red.

The white ones were the samurai of the Ake Amu Merchant Order, who were in the same camp as him, and they turned into white humanoid objects in Ake's eyes.

The red ones were the silver caravan warriors of his rival faction, who turned into red humanoid objects in Ake's eyes.

A white humanoid object shook and dimmed a little.

Ake knew that the man had just been injured.

A red humanoid object glowed red, and Ark knew it was a sign that he was preparing to attack.

Ake didn't make a move, he just drew his arrow and put it on his bow, and waited silently.

It was still pitch black in the room, and the eye didn't allow Ark to see through objects, but it did allow Ark to see things he didn't normally pay attention to.

Suddenly, a faint red light shone through a place, as if the dazzling red light had been blocked by something.

Ark moved violently, his arms exerting force, quickly pulling the bow into a full moon, and then loosening the string.

Shout!

Sharp arrows break through the air.

The hazy red light suddenly went out, and Ark removed the blindfold, covering his peculiar eye.

The world suddenly returned to its original state, and the samurai on the side of the merchant group were still retreating, but the difference was that a gray curtain had an extra hole and a little more red.

Ark knew how fast his arrows were, and how far the blood of those who were hit by his own arrows spurted.

Now there is only so much on the curtain, either the other party is not seriously injured, or the other party is far enough away from the curtain.

Ake's face was a little pale, using that eye just now was too expensive for him, he lowered his head and bent over, quickly shifted his position, drew an arrow and put it on the bow, raised his head sharply, and shot an arrow while still running, and then quickly lowered his head.

Burst!

A roaring caravan warrior was struck by lightning and hit by an arrow on the bridge of his nose, screaming and falling to his back.

Moments later, another arrow fell overhead, hitting the neck of a caravan warrior who had raised his javelin to throw, and a mist of blood burst open, piercing his neck and piercing the ground with a string of beads of blood.

The caravan warrior shuddered, and his javelin landed, taking a few steps back, and falling limply to the ground.

After a few moments, another arrow fell, striking the chest of a slain caravan warrior with a spear.

The chain mail iron ring cracked, and the sharp arrow poured into it brutally, breaking the ribs and getting stuck inside.

The caravan warrior screamed, his face turned pale, and he staggered forward, and was stabbed in the chest by two spears from the gap in the shield array.

"Ahh The samurai let out a terrible scream, dragging his companion from under his armpit and backwards, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.