In the tumbling mudslide, four mud-stained crossbows appeared.

Four giant logs, which had been designed at angles long ago, fell down with a bang and smashed precisely on the pedals of the crossbow machine!

Four giant crossbow arrows, as fast as lightning, flew out at the same time.

The dragon eagle's outstretched wings were pierced by the spinning bolts, and four large blood flowers flew up.

The arrows of the crossbow bolts pierced the dragon's wings and suddenly opened, turning into umbrella-like dragon claw barbs.

At the ends, they were dragged by thick black chains, flying across the air, intertwined with each other!

The dragon eagle shuddered violently, and let out a sharp whistle from the sky, and the mountain of food slipped from its claws and landed on the altar with a bang.

In a fit of rage, the dragon eagle swooped upward, but the crossed chains bound its back, and the dragon's claws hooked its barbs on its body, causing it to let out a terrible scream.

At the other end of the chain, four huge stone balls were pulled up, and the heavy weight slowed down the dragon eagle's movements.

At the outermost part of the altar, six small trebuchets were pushed out from behind the rocks, and one by one the urine filled with water and nightshade poison was thrown out and smashed towards the altar.

One by one, urine drew parabolas in the air, and smashed them accurately on Long Ying's body, and it was torn apart in an instant.

The water mixed with nightshade poison was sprinkled on the dragon eagle's body, sizzling and steaming into a blood-colored mist, drifting upward.

The fire attribute dragon eagle has a natural repulsion to water.

Although the water sprinkled on it did not cause much damage, it caused the dragon eagle's aura to fall into a brief chaos.

And the sudden blow made Long Ying fall into a panic, and his defense was reduced to a minimum.

Around the altar, in the deep mud pit, thirteen crossbows were hoisted up and quickly placed in their designated positions.

Thirteen samurai stomped on the pedals, and thirteen giant crossbow arrows roared towards the dragon eagle.

Three crossbow arrows pierced deep into the dragon eagle's weak wings, and two were nailed into the wings.

The cement in the middle of the triangular pyramidal arrow, full of nightshade poison extracted from potato sprouts, quickly dissolves and melts into the blood of the dragon eagle.

"Boom!"

The dragon eagle, which was hit hard again, landed on the altar with its huge body, crushing the food under it to the point of blood splattering, and the stumps scattered all over the ground.

Ye Changsheng, who had retreated to the periphery, glanced at the retreating residents.

As early as the moment the altar collapsed, more than a thousand inhabitants ran towards the village in tacit agreement.

They came downhill, picked up the prepared planks from the muddy water, and slid down the high slope on their stomachs or lying down.

It's a bit embarrassing, but it's much faster than their legs.

When the figure of the last resident disappeared from the high slope, in the direction of the cemetery, more than a dozen big men pushed wheelbarrows and galloped all the way to the periphery of the altar.

The seven samurai led the elite samurai and picked up the huge shields from the wheelbarrows in turn, and after forming a queue, the shields slammed to the ground.

They were waiting for Ye Changsheng's order.

The dragon nightshade poison could not kill the dragon eagle, but only made the dragon eagle fall into temporary paralysis.

There is only one chance, and they must rush to the front at the most appropriate time to deal the greatest blow to the dragon eagle.

"Buzz!"

Above the altar, red light flashed, and a shield of flames enveloped the whole body of the dragon eagle.

The sudden rounds of blows stunned the dragon eagle, and it was only now that it reacted and opened the energy shield.

However, with the surge of breath and blood in the body, the nightshade poison quickly spread throughout the body and invaded its brain.

Long Ying's head became dizzy, the red light on his body was disillusioned, and the next moment, the shield disappeared again!

Under the anger and fear, Long Ying screamed a few times, urging the energy shield again and again, but he was disillusioned again and again.

The time of disillusionment, each time shorter than the last.

The dragon eagle lay weakly on the altar, its broken wings folded, and there was no more red light flashing on its body.

This is the time.

Ye Changsheng nodded towards Xin Wenxiong.

The Creator is fair, and since he has chosen a comfortable life, it means the loss of the fighting instinct and the fading of the bloody nature.

This dragon eagle, who only relies on the support of the human race and is pampered, is timid and afraid of death, and obviously lacks combat experience.

Taoyuan Village has supported him for so many years, and it is time to recoup a little interest.

Xin Wenxiong's blood boiled, he looked at the dragon eagle on the altar with a cold gaze, and suddenly raised the long sword in his hand.

More than a hundred sturdy warriors, dressed in simple leather armor and armed with hooked and sickle spears, flew towards the altar.

The hook and sickle gun is a weapon specially created by Ye Changsheng.

The reason why the dragons are strong is their strong physical attack and physical defense, the dragon eagle is covered with dense dragon scales, and ordinary weapons cannot break through its defenses at all.

Therefore, this round of attacks is to break the scale armor on the dragon eagle and create conditions for the next round of attacks.

The dragon eagle lay on the altar and looked in horror at the flying warrior, it suddenly opened its mouth, and although it did not breathe flames, it spewed out a scorching breath.

The oncoming samurai was burned to the ground with blisters all over his face, and he fell from the altar screaming.

Almost at the same time, the other warriors had already approached the dragon eagle, and they all reached out with hook and sickle, and poked hard into the junction of the dragon eagle's scale armor.

Long Ying's activities were limited, and under the paralysis, although the pain was not strong, he had a bad premonition.

As it struggled, more than a hundred warriors flew away, pulling the ropes in their hands at the same time.

The sound of stabbing was repeated.

The hook scythe was pulled out by the rope at the end of the tail, and the hard dragon scales were hooked at the same time.

Blood flew sideways, and the dragon eagle's whole body trembled violently, and let out a terrible scream.

Not only were the scales on its body torn, but most of the wing membranes of its wings were torn apart!

Even if it wasn't for the two stone balls, without the chains, it wouldn't have been able to fly.

Intense pain, desperate anger, finally brought out the blood of Long Ying.

Just as the samurai with the hook and sickle spear flew towards him again, the dragon eagle roared angrily, stood up suddenly, and the slender dragon tail quickly slashed out.

More than a dozen warriors were caught off guard, and they were directly swept by the dragon's tail, and their five organs were broken, and they flew out with blood.

Ye Changsheng's eyes froze, and he said sharply: "Come back!"

The rest of the warriors saw their companions die tragically, their eyes were red, and they were willing to listen to Ye Changsheng's orders.

Looking at the dragon eagle who was close at hand, everyone let out an angry roar, raised the hook and sickle in their hands, and stabbed towards the dragon eagle without hesitation.

Long Ying let out a terrible scream again, and under the severe pain, the red light on his body flashed rapidly.

Call!

The dragon eagle's whole body burst into flames, and more than a dozen samurai who had no time to leave were burned into fireballs in an instant.

In the midst of the flames, they did not forget to use their last strength, clenching their hooked scythes and pulling the hooked dragon scales.

Ye Changsheng's eyes flashed with gloom, and he said in a low voice: "Its wildness has been stimulated, retreat." ”

Xin Wenxiong nodded calmly, and with an order, more than three hundred warriors withdrew in the direction of the village at the same time.

When everyone passed by Ye Changsheng, they all bowed their heads, and their eyes were full of respect.

They were dealing with a dragon eagle with dragon blood, a giant beast that even the strong could match, and death and injury were inevitable.

Without Ye Changsheng's planning and arrangement, they would not have been able to inflict heavy damage on Long Ying at all, let alone achieve the current results, and the casualties would only be even worse.

Ye Changsheng had done his best, and had given them the hope of victory, and in addition to gratitude, they were still grateful.