In the face of the few Warat Moon soldiers standing on the opposite side, the Ming Janissaries are very skilled, first of all, the Warat soldiers who have not died on the ground, all the swords, you must know that on the battlefield, as long as they have not lost their breath, they are all potential dangers.

How many times, if you are not careful, you will be cut on the leg by those soldiers who are about to die, and you will go together, this kind of thing, the Ming Guards have seen a lot of these hundred battle soldiers, so they will never make this kind of mistake.

On the battlefield, the greatest mercy for the enemy is to let them die as soon as possible without pain. On this point alone, the Ming army should be the most compassionate army in the world, they pursue maximum killing, and rarely regard the other party's wounded soldiers as the object of entertainment.

The last few people in Wara are still resisting stubbornly, but they can't make any big waves, and there are only four people left in the whole team now, and there is no more than a fraction of the crossbow arrows on the opposite side, as long as Zhao Jinlong gives an order, these people will be shot like hedgehogs.

In the face of so many bows and crossbows, these people also know that there is no hope of survival today, and the only thing they want to think about now is to kill and injure a few people on the other side and pull a cushion for themselves. Killing one is enough, killing two to earn one, even if it is the same ember, then it will make these Ming goods pay the price, let them know that the wolf clan has no soft eggs.

Zhao Jinlong faced the other party, his two-handed spears were well protected, and he asked slowly:

"What tribe are you from? Tell me my name, and I'll know who my opponent is!"

"Phew, Han barbarian, don't even think about it, it's up to you, no one will tell you! You barbarians who don't believe in immortality can only be a dead end! Our Immortal Heaven will only bless us with all of you here, but unfortunately, even your souls will not be able to return to your homeland after death! ”

Zhao Jinlong was not in a hurry, and said steadily:

"It doesn't matter, the characteristics of a tribe like yours are so obvious, I will definitely find out, I just tell you now, you killed our brothers on the team, this hatred I will definitely repay, the Ming guards will definitely exterminate you on the grassland, tell you in advance, so as not to be lonely."

"You! Phew! It's up to you??! Dream your big spring and autumn dreams! Hahahaha, you don't know who Lao Tzu is, just put such a big talk, and the immortal heaven will definitely descend ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp voice in the Ming team:

"Who said we don't know! You're a little too confident! ”

Then I saw Danmu Gulan standing up with a bow and arrow in his hand:

"Aren't you the Varat Moon tribe known as the steppe wolf clan? Ran to our Hull to burn and kill, and cursed others with his face, telling you that this place does not belong to the Immortal Heaven! That's why you can't return to your hometown after death, let alone see your immortality, and you can only be a shameful lonely ghost here for the rest of your life! ”

Before the words were finished, the last patriarch of the Warat Moon Department had changed his face, and his identity was directly called, and he was still such a delicate girl, and suddenly saw the black-clothed archer with a covered face in the team.

"You are?"

"I'm Danmu Gulan!"

Zhao Jinlong and Situ next to him both pouted, this girl is really a real person, tell him what he is doing here.

However, looking at the other party's reaction, Danmu Gulan should not admit his mistake, the other party is the Warayue clan, as long as they know the details of the other party, then they are not afraid that they will run to the edge of the sky.

Before the other party could react, Zhao Jinlong secretly made a gesture, and with the voice of Danmu Gulan in our city echoing in the Grand Bazaar, eight crossbow arrows, breaking through the wind, two for each person, all went straight to the point, the distance was too close, and the four people did not react, they were shot. The remaining three people all fell limply, only the patriarch of the Moon Department was still standing, his eyes glazed. He muttered:

"That's it, it's you, it's you."

Zhao Jinlong found that things had changed, the crossbow arrow shot at the heart and throat, such an arrow into the body, as long as it was not missed, the person would fall immediately, and the Fa can still stand and talk now, something is wrong, there must be a demon. Wave your hand and let everyone go backwards. Dancing spears with both hands, staring at each other.

The patriarch of the Moon tribe seemed to be unable to see anything, just squatting on the ground, using his own blood, smearing something, and after a while, a small symbol appeared, and then the crossbow arrow that pierced himself on his chest was pulled outward, and a stream of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell on the painted symbol.

Seeing that the other party did not have any offensive actions, Zhao Jinlong let go of his heart a little, but he always felt that the other party, the crossbow arrow was in his heart, and he could last for so long, and he always felt that there was a problem.

But fortunately, the other party still fell, which can be regarded as a solution, and now it is the right thing to hurry back to a safe position with the princess. The rest, more on that later.

Just as Zhao Jinlong and Situ were preparing to withdraw from the Grand Bazaar and return to the safe zone, the Moon Clan Patriarch who was lying on the ground suddenly moved again.

With the scars on his body, the patriarch stood up violently, and the symbol drawn on the ground, after absorbing the blood, flashed with green fire, reflecting the same symbol on the patriarch's body, flashing with the same green flame.

The patriarch of the Moon Clan, who stood up, shook his head, threw the armor on his head on the ground, and then slowly pulled out the crossbow arrow stuck in his throat and threw it on the ground, and then, with one hand and a finger, the wolf clan warrior who fell next to him suddenly exploded, and then a white bone staff appeared in the hand of this dead man.

After a few moments, Situ and Zhao Jinlong were stunned, but the two of them immediately reacted, and the one who used this kind of white bone staff should be the legendary grassland shaman. Could it be that this patriarch also has the identity of a shaman?

But at this time, he couldn't care so much, taking advantage of the fact that the opponent's movements were still unfavorable, Zhao Jinlong waved his hand, "salvo" all the crossbowmen, a neat salvo, kneeling in the front row, squatting in the middle row, standing in the back row, a round of crossbow arrows, like a flying locust, shot at the shaman holding the white bone staff.

But at the same time, the staff in the shaman's hand was struck, and countless vines suddenly grew on the ground, surrounding him, and all the crossbow arrows were shot at the vines.

After blocking all the crossbow arrows, the vines immediately withered and fell to the ground, and then I saw the bone staff slam again, and the shaman began to chant words in his mouth.