117. Hope is at hand

The stars of midnight illuminate the two sides of the fight.

The early morning drizzle washes away all sins.

Perhaps this is the truest portrayal of Puhai Island.

Time passed minute by minute, and the original nervous heart of the Great Yaksha gradually relaxed.

It could already sense that its own people were about to approach Pu Hai, and as long as it jumped down later, then it could die with peace of mind.

Yes...

This hour of wheel battle has exhausted all its physical strength.

One demon fights a thousand people, maybe it can be reluctant.

But if it's 10,000 people, or even tens of thousands, it's a bit reluctant.

Before, the Great Yaksha wanted to go, but there was still no problem.

But in order to protect its own people, it has become the end of the crossbow, and now if you want to escape, it is really not that simple.

"Haha.... Come to war, come to fight. ”

Since you can't go, it's better to kill a few more people while you're alive, at least this is a decent death.

"My thirtieth Great Yaksha, who is martyred today, can be regarded as worthy of his duty."

............

"The support team will arrive soon, and everyone must aim at the sea when they release their arrows."

Yin Cha commanded three hundred archers, constantly shooting arrows into the distance.

After a tiring day, he was already very tired, and if it weren't for the physical blessings brought by Yaksha's appearance, he might have fallen to the ground from exhaustion.

Sometimes I think that becoming a Yaksha is not entirely a bad thing, at least in terms of level increase and ability improvement, there are still some advantages over other players.

This can only be a sigh of blessing and misfortune.

At the bottom of the mountain, dozens of Yaksha carried blood vials on their backs, and ran wildly in the direction of Pu Hai, extremely fast.

"Archers prepare."

Yin Cha gave an order, and three hundred archers mounted their bows and arrows, and aimed at the Yaksha in the distance together.

"Put!"

Sou....

Three hundred arrows with fire slashed through the night and flew forward rapidly, their faces full of firelight, and the scene was extremely shocking.

The fleeing Yaksha sensed that something was wrong, looked up at the sky, and instead of panicking, a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths.

Most of the yaksha who can carry blood bottles have some prestige in the clan, and they are not idle.

They are very confident, and with their speed, those seemingly terrifying rockets can only fall behind them.

"Brothers, leave those arrows alone, run, just another half an hour, and we will succeed."

The Yakshas' speed increased again, and gradually they could only be seen in their shadows.

But at this moment, the Yaksha, who was running at the front, suddenly stopped, because it noticed that an arrow had landed in front of him, and the flames flickered, and it was already burning.

"They're going to set fire to the mountain?"

The Yakshas, angrily stopped, and looked at the flames burning around them.

This is their home......

It's already very sad to be forced to leave.

But if you haven't left yet, you can watch it be destroyed by the enemy, how can you not be angry about such a thing.

"Boss.... I don't want to run anymore.... I'm going to fight them to the death. ”

"Yes, so do I!"

"Me too."

The Yakshasas were agitated and expressed their reluctance to run any further.

The known boss scolded sharply: "You think I want to run? The things we are carrying are the things that Grandma Ghost wants. ”

"Only by bringing these things to the Lanruo Temple in the Liaozhai Continent can we have the possibility of revenge, otherwise relying on us to go up, wouldn't we be looking for death?"

"But I'm not reconciled!" One of the Yaksha handed the vial of blood to a friend beside him: "Live well." ”

The young yaksha then reversed course, drew his trident, and headed back the way he came.

It is already impossible to put out the fire, and all that remains is to kill a few more people before the fire consumes everything.

"My blood vial..."

"It's mine."

"Please, remember to pay tribute to me tomorrow today."

Immediately, half of the yaksha gave up on escaping, and instead held the trident and caught up with the young man who had just left.

The boss sighed, it knew very well that once these people left, there was really no possibility of coming back.

"The rest of the people carried blood vials on their backs and continued to flee."

If it weren't for the leader of this squad, the boss felt that he might have made the same choice as them.

After all, for Yaksha, home is more important than anything else.

...........

"It worked." Yin Cha watched from afar at the group of Yaksha who were rushing towards them.

He didn't expect to rely on these arrows to solve these Yakshas, it was almost impossible.

All he did was delay them and buy time for the second echelon that had arrived from Pu Lao Village.

"One hundred people shot at the onrushing Nakshatras, and the other two hundred continued to fire arrows to stop them from diving into the sea."

Yin Cha's command was rough and simple, but I have to say that it was indeed very useful.

As a former big anchor, he knows best how to express his purpose with simple words.

The twenty or so Yaksha who rushed towards them were quickly shot by the player, and one by one they lay on the ground.

The remaining Nakshatras continued to flee and were already beyond the range of their bows and arrows.

"That's all I can do, and the rest is up to the players who support me."

................

"Boss, those people just now are all dead." A Yaksha whispered.

"I see, now is not the time to be sad, all speed up, take out your fastest speed, we are about to reach Puhai."

The Boss has lived here since he was a child, and he has a very rich understanding of the surrounding landscape, and according to his estimates, in about ten minutes, all the Yaksha will be able to pour into the sea of Puhai.

At that time, it can be considered truly safe.

"Brothers, see hold on, it's coming to the end soon."

"We're out of their range, so we're pretty much safe."

Far away, they could already see the blue sea in front of them.

This makes the Yakshas, who have been tired all night, feel even more uplifted.

"As long as we enter Puhai, we will win, and the next time we come back, we must wash these enemies with blood."

"Yes, as long as we send these blood vials to Lanruo Temple and move Grandma Ghost's troops, we will definitely be able to defeat these people."

"Brothers, hold on for the last few minutes, rush.... As long as we enter the water, it is our world. ”

In the course of an hour, these yakshasas had crossed the top of the mountain, stepped through the jungle, and at last stepped on the soft sand.

In front of him is the sea of Pu who wants to wear it.

A few Yaksha couldn't help but look back, their patriarch was still fighting, and their huge bodies could be clearly seen even if they were so far away.

There was a raging fire around the Yaksha territory, and everyone understood.

own home,

Gone....

But it doesn't matter, although the home is gone, there is still hope for them.

But at this moment, a large group of Terran warriors suddenly appeared on the beach, blocking the front of this group of Yakshas.