CHAPTER XXVI. Finely fitted

As a feather arrow shot out sharply, it was like a white practice that cut through the night, waking up the forest that had fallen into "sleep" again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The whistling sound of "whoosh" sounded, and the ears of the fast-running cheetah also moved, and at the moment when the feather arrow was about to shoot into its body, the body of the cheetah running close to the ground turned over from mid-air like a human, narrowly avoiding this amazing blow.

But before the cheetah's body fell to the ground, the "whoosh" feathered arrows began to fall rapidly like raindrops, and in the blink of an eye, the cheetah's abdomen had been inserted with four or five red feather arrows.

There were a few weak whimperes from his mouth, and the cheetah's breathing became weaker and weaker, and the vitality in his body flowed like flowing water.

Seeing that his companion was injured, the other four cheetahs let out a sad and angry roar from their mouths, and then on the colorful fur, the hairs stood up like barbs, and in the next second, the four cheetahs were already moving rapidly.

With the movements of these four cheetahs, the rest of the surrounding animals seemed to be infected, and then one after another the beasts showed their ferocity and fierceness, cheetahs, apes, wild wolves...... All sorts of animals were rushing towards the same target at this time.

The earth shook wildly, and the beasts that ran one after another gathered together, like a monstrous wave in the middle of the sea, with an unrivaled astonishing momentum, surging with overwhelming power.

Feathered arrows kept falling like falling flowers, but in the face of the crazy attack of these hundreds of beasts, they seemed so powerless, but at a distance of 100 meters, with the sprinting speed of these beasts, these white feather archers under Lin Hao could only send out a few rounds of shooting at most, and then, what was waiting for them was only a ruthless trampling.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang-"

As if the gods were angry, and like thunder and lightning roaring, loud and piercing sounds began to sound incessantly.

With Lin Hao's current perception, the breath of one or two animals was separated by a distance of hundreds of meters, and he might not be able to detect it, but with so many beasts all gathered here, how could he not detect the abnormality.

With Lin Hao's warning, a famous sailor had already prepared in the dark, aiming a cold and heavy tunnel pistol at the beast lurking in the dark, just waiting for Lin Hao's order, he would shoot immediately.

With the roar of lead bullets, the bodies of the beasts that ran wildly also fell in response, and the sharp lead bullets carried a huge impact, only in an instant, the fur of these beasts penetrated, and then directly drilled into their bodies, frantically destroying the flesh and blood in the bodies of these beasts.

The beast figures around them were also in unison, for this huge roar like thunder and lightning, all the animals instinctively felt fear, and at this time, a dozen huge sounds like thunder sounded in a row, which made the fear in their hearts reach an extreme.

One beast after another crowded together frantically, waving their sharp claws from time to time, and a pair of dark pupils were frightened at this time, as if they were frightened by this loud sound, and the beasts did not know what to do.

And at this moment, a huge roar with amazing majesty came from the darkness behind, hearing this sound, the bodies of all the beasts suddenly stiffened, and their bodies trembled involuntarily, this is from the instinctive coercion of the body, these beasts can not resist at all.

In his eyes, the color of fear gradually receded, and a little bit of blood red had appeared at some point, and in the blink of an eye, it was already filled with pitch-black pupils, and I don't know if the beast rushed out first, and then all the beasts rushed out as if they had been stimulated by something.

Looking at the mad beast, Lin Hao, who had been watching from the rear, also frowned, at this time, just in case, he brought a full twenty white-bladed sailors and fifteen white-feathered archers, in addition, he also brought all fifteen musket sailors over.

However, if these beasts rush forward desperately, it is still two to say whether the sailors under his command can stop it, even if he stops it regardless of the physical exertion, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop so many beasts that are frantically pounced, and the casualties of the sailors under his command are estimated to be unavoidable.

A snow-white scimitar was horizontally in front of him, and as the figures of a beast rushed over, the white-bladed sailors formed a circle did not pause in their movements, and the white scimitars slashed mercilessly from mid-air.

And with the movements of the white-bladed sailor, the bodies of one beast after another were either cut off by the waist, or the head was directly cut off, and in the blink of an eye, the dozen or so beasts that rushed to the front were all corpsed here, and the red blood instantly stained the blade in the sailor's hand.

The sailors used the simplest slashing movements, but they did not know how many times they had been trained and how much blood and tears they had paid for them.

The ultimate result of this effort is that the white-bladed sailors become more and more proficient in their swordsmanship, and the chopping movements seem to be a beautiful dance without a single flaw.

With the movements of the white-bladed sailor, the group of beasts that had been washed over like a torrent was also slightly stunned, but the red blood and the bursts of bloody aura that emanated from it still couldn't stop the footsteps of this group of beasts.

With the rapid sound of piercing the air sounded again, the snow-white feather arrows also fell rapidly again, so many beasts, the white-feathered archers hiding in the inner layer did not need to aim at all, they only needed to bend their bows again and again.

At this time, the advantage of the archer, an ancient class, was once again reflected, compared to the tunnel lance, which could only fire at most twice a second, the white feather archer had fired four or five feathered arrows in succession in just a few seconds.

However, this continuous act of constantly bending the bow and shooting arrows is also a huge drain on the physical strength of the white feather archers, and there is no way to last too long.

And in the short time when the white-feathered archers rested, the musket sailors raised their hideous weapons again, and then lead bullets flew again.

Thanks to the skilful cooperation of the sailors, one beast after another did not break through their defenses, but instead left behind a cold corpse for this.

But what the sailors didn't notice was that from an inconspicuous corner, the boar king's eyes were shining fiercely, and then the huge body suddenly crashed into the sailors without a hint. (To be continued.) )