"My lord! The eyes of the sky are gone. ”

The masked subordinate with ten shadows bowed down beside the leader and whispered.

The leader tightened his belt and said "um", looking up at the eastern sky that was not yet bright: "You say, do we want to cut off our tails and leave?"

The subordinates were a little surprised when they heard this, didn't they say yesterday that they would speed up at dawn, but the leader was obviously waiting for his answer, and hurriedly thought for a moment and replied: "There are a lot of tails, and there is probably a standard squadron. If you count those brutes, my subordinates think that they will waste a lot of our time. ”

"Oh?" the leader smiled slightly, "Do you think they think the same way?" and there are only twelve of us, so they shouldn't be too nervous. ”

Last night's poisoning was a deliberate warning from the leader to the enemy.

Scanning the large withered blades of grass around him, he secretly guessed that the eyes of the sky should be dead, and to monitor them, they must be within a kilometer. Even if last night's blood poison is diluted a million times, it can still kill people in an instant.

The meadow with a radius of three or four hundred meters has lost all its vitality. It is a memorial to this country before leaving, and it is also an unforgettable scar in this life!

Knowing that the leader suddenly wanted to fight back at this time, his subordinates were stunned at first, and then weighed it carefully.

It's a bit troublesome to kill this group of tails, but it's not that difficult, since the leader wants to eat the other party, he bowed down and replied directly: "Your Excellency, please arrange the task, and the subordinates will lead the shadows to do their best." ”

The pursuit squadron was getting their equipment ready for a minute's official attack. The other party's poison still made them extremely nervous, but the ruthlessness in their bones also exploded.

Although everyone looked a little messy, everyone was tidying up as fast as they could.

At this moment, the fully recovered wild wind suddenly became tense. Looking to the west through the grass more than a meter high, a pair of ears kept moving from side to side.

In the next second, almost all the wild wolves looked to the west, which made the warriors immediately vigilant.

Someone approached, and more than one.

The strong man immediately whispered two dog barks, and the others quickly drew their weapons to guard against it. Of the 50 pistols last night, there were only 49 left this morning.

Hmm! Maybe Thunder made a mistake.

The 49 men stood behind the sword and shield soldiers with their pistols in their hands, and the muzzles of their guns were aimed wherever their wolf companions looked.

Canines have a much more sensitive sense of hearing and smell than humans, and there must be movement in the direction they are staring, but this sound is too small for them to hear it for the time being.

The clearing where the hundred and ten people were located was unusually quiet, except for the "rustling" sound of the autumn wind, it was almost to the extent that a needle could be heard.

As time passed, everyone's guns gradually dispersed, and there was a tendency to be surrounded by the other party.

Thinking of last night's poison, the strong man immediately broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Not good! Prepare for a sharp knife assault, this group of bastards wants to surround us, and then use poison." Hurry!

"Humph!"

A hundred meters behind him, a cold snort suddenly sounded: "It's too late to figure it out now!"

As soon as the words fell, a dozen figures jumped up from the grass, spinning in the air like spinning tops.

The strong man and all the crossbows with guns quickly pulled the trigger, and only heard the sound of "popping" and "tense" endlessly.

Everyone didn't care about the accuracy at all, especially the gunners. Although many of them landed in the air, half of them still hit the enemy.

Even seven or eight enemies were knocked back into the grass by the tremendous thrust of bullets and crossbow arrows before they could hit the ground.

"Bang bang bang!" the sound of metal burrowing into the flesh continued to sound, and the masked man who jumped in had just landed, and the rain of bullets kept hitting his body for a moment.

It is important to know that after a creature is hit by a bullet, there will be a longer or shorter "stagnation period" depending on the power and kinetic energy of the firearm.

If it was just a crossbow arrow, it would have been hit by a pistol one after another, and even these guys who couldn't be killed were actually immobilized by the bullets.

Even in the chest and abdomen, which are easy to be hit, there are already bullet holes in some places, and there are constantly spilled out of minced flesh and plasma. The flesh that fell to the grass caused the weeds to wither at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The steppe warriors still did not stop for a second, and even a few "ah-ah" monsters rushed towards the masked men, taking advantage of the time when they could not get up, they ran to a distance of two or three meters and continued shooting.

The middle-aged man happened to see this situation when he had just loaded a magazine and wanted to continue shooting. Especially the obvious large area of withering yellow on the ground, he was shocked and immediately warned loudly: "Come back quickly, their blood is also poisonous!"

The first team leader who leaned close to the middle-aged man heard the warning of the middle-aged man, turned his head and yelled: "Fucking poisonous! We are already surrounded by poison! If you want to die, you have to have a good time before you die, hahaha!"

The angry scolding and wild laughter with a strong sense of farewell made everyone listen to it really. The other fighters, including the strong man, immediately chimed in: "Roar! Let's have a good time!"

The one with the sword and shield no longer protected the gunner, slammed the shield with the back of the knife, and rushed forward with a loud roar.

Only the strong man laughed, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes seemingly casually, and ordered loudly again: "Don't fight these corpses anymore, listen to my orders, all the people disperse, and find out all the living enemies for me!"

"Yes, Captain, for the glory of North Thang!"

Everyone responded in unison, and when they were about to disperse, the team leader who was the first to move forward fell to the ground without saying a word, and everyone was quiet at once.

Are they afraid of death? Of course they are afraid of death!

How good is it to be alive? There is food and drink, and there is a family, a wife and children. But when they faced a desperate situation, the heartiness and heroism of the prairie boy broke out in an instant without hesitation.

If you don't run, you have to die, and if you don't fight, you will also die. In this case, it is better to rush before dying.

But the blood was only temporary, and when the blood calmed down, the scene was instantly quiet and terrifying.

Especially when they saw the "dead man" who had been shot hundreds of times, but his mouth was still opening and closing, everyone's momentum instantly dropped to the freezing point.

"Fighting like this and not dying yet?"

The strong man squadron leader was also shocked, and at this time, the second and third people fell to the ground one after another, and five or six wild wolves also fell in an instant.

Just on the verge of the collapse of the morale of the entire squadron, the strong man immediately ordered again: "Are you waiting to die? Why don't you go and find it! Cut off the heads of these bastards and see if they are alive! Quick!"

The last word "fast" came out, and almost all the strength of the strong man was exhausted. The voice was loud and melodious, and it woke everyone up in an instant.

"Yes, sir!"

An hour later, the sun was already covering the grassland. The golden yellow sprinkled on the golden grassland looks particularly gorgeous from the sky, as if covering the earth with a layer of pure gold blanket.

"Whew, whew!" a lone dark green tight-fitting masked figure galloped rapidly across the endless grassland.

The already extremely pale face has turned slightly gray due to the long run. But he never stopped for half a minute, as if there was no figure behind him, and some unseen terrifying beast wanted to eat him.

His feet kept moving, but his mouth was muttering from time to time: "Crazy!

It was already very far from the battlefield, and the masked man was about to stop to rest, when he heard a gunshot in the distance behind him.

"Bang!"

The knee of the right leg suddenly lost support, and "Flutter Ridge" fell on his stomach.