Looking at the empty mountaintop flat land behind him, he was very anxious in his heart, my aunt and grandmother, I didn't calculate it for thousands of calculations, and the person who made the mistake in the end would be you! Where the hell did you go?

Looking around the top of the mountain, thick smoke and fires hit by crossbow arrows shrouded this palm-sized place, there was only one way down the mountain, right in front of me, my eyes would never miss any moving objects, she would never go down the mountain road.

He crawled backwards until he retreated to the place where the two hemp ropes were tied to the gentle slope, but he saw that the gentle slope was empty, only the fat rabbits in the pen were carefree and gnawed on the tender grass that was fed in the morning, but where was the figure of the tiger?

The sound of the wooden spear striking the shield shifted quite a bit to the southwest, and it was clear from the direction that the Spiritman was moving.

The regrouped slaves took each step forward with their arms in hand, while the tall Spirits followed closely with the other half of the white-robed slaves, even trying to step on the footprints that had already been stepped on, they were too careful, which made me a little apprehensive about the next few traps.

"Huya, second aunt and grandmother, don't risk your life to save those people", I muttered in my heart, but the more I muttered, the more I felt that she would definitely do this, I know her, and even understand her tribal habits, even a cowardly egg will jump into the sea to rescue when Huya fell into the sea before, regardless of life and death, not to mention Huya, who is from the same tribe but never knows what death is.

I don't dare to leave the top of the hill to look for the tigers, in fact the stakes here are far more important than the traps, and if I leave here without permission, then we will become a group of blind men, a group of blind people who have no idea of the enemy's movements.

Just watching, a series of piercing birdsong came from the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, and at the same time, a huge white cloud suddenly rose in the forest, but it was not a cloud, but countless white birds were coaxed from the forest, and the sharp birdsong I also knew very sure that it was made by the tiger girl, but what did she want to do at this life-and-death juncture? But I couldn't even think of it when I broke my head, didn't I plan to take those white-robed slaves to hide in the dense forest and escape the control of the evil spirits? It was whimsical, and although they were barbarians, they were not monkeys the size of pine nuts after all, and it was evident from the orderly formation that at least half of them were mature warriors.

At first I thought it was a sound she made to coax the birds out of the jungle, but when I saw a few of the white-robed slaves who heard the sound, I paused for a moment before I realized that this was probably the secret communication method of their tribe, but I don't know if this birdsong is only understood by the few people of the Huya tribe, or if the demon girl tribe is also common, after all, they belong to the same clan in the beginning.

The long chirping of birds began to become very short as time passed, and the shouts of "huh, huh, huh" from the dense forest were incessant, and it was at this moment that the two shirtless men walking in the middle of the white-robed team began to accelerate forward, until they reached the front of the group, and they took each other's arms and took the team away from the position of the second trap, and curved around!

"Tiger! Bifurcation! , I scolded my mother in my heart, are you trying to kill Lao Tzu for those clansmen? I cursed softly to the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, well, I knew that she would not be able to hear it, because it was very difficult for me to listen to it, it was just a vent, looking at the bypassed pit and the sharp wooden raft in the forest that should have been shot but still silent, there was an indescribable sullenness in my chest.

Suddenly, a sound of "slap la" came from the canopy of a tree again, and the demon people seemed to finally realize that something was wrong, and a small group of burly, strong and fierce men left the slaves around them and rushed towards the white-robed team in front of them, shouting something in their mouths, and the wooden shield in their hands kept knocking, as if they wanted to stop the team.

But the white-robed men who walked in the front were like deaf people at this time, not only did they not stop their steps, but walked faster and faster, and finally even threw off each other's arms and rushed straight towards the top of the mountain where I was, at the same time, a gray-white figure suddenly burst out of the dense forest, the figure was extremely agile, and a few jumps jumped down from a big tree at the edge of the forest, widened the distance between them and the demon people, and stepped on the narrow path to the top of the mountain.

"Holy, what's the matter?" , Looking at the sudden change in front of me, I moved the direction of several crossbow machines alone to aim at the mountain road as much as possible, and cursed in a low voice, saying Tiger Ya, Tiger Ya, you let them go up the mountain, you can indeed avoid the trap and avoid death, but the top of the damn mountain is such a big place, you put them up, don't you take me here to wait for death?

The spirit-seekers, who were still unclear, looked at the dozens of slaves at the foot of the mountain and rushed to the top of the mountain, screaming in anger, and the white-robed men trapped beside them became scapegoats for the fugitives, and I saw with my own eyes a barbarian lift a boulder and smash it on the head of the slave next to him, who immediately twitched a few times and then did not react.

The trapped slaves suddenly exploded in the barbarian crowd, pushing and shoving with their bare hands, although they were short and lean, but there were many of them, and they really escaped a few in a hurry, but more white-robed people were nailed to death in the dense forest or shot to death on the way to the top of the mountain, blood stained a large area of the woodland, every tree trunk was watered with blood-red marks, the mud was full of unconscious corpses, and there were a few low wails intermittently, But in the blink of an eye, the demon man stepped forward to mend a spear, and there was no sound again.

The sound of sneering bows and arrows pierced the sky and hit the crowd rushing towards the top of the mountain, and after falling to the ground one by one, the white robes fell to the ground one by one, and there was no response after crawling a few steps with difficulty, and more slaves poured into the narrow mountain road like crazy, they were the survivors of the mountains and woodlands, and the rugged and narrow mountain road made them like fish in water, they did not speak, let alone shout, they crowded with each other but did not see a single person fall down the mountain.

Seeing that the bow and arrow landed closer and closer to my feet, I picked up the bird gun behind me and shouted to the white crowd: "Don't run up, run into the mountains, run away, this is a cliff, there is no way!" But my voice was drowned out by wailing, so that there was not even a slag left, and the first white shadow swept past me, and even slammed my shoulder, and then, second, third, I seemed to be completely airy in front of them.

The red-eyed slaves who escaped don't care who is in the way, who is in command, there is only one thing in their eyes, "run", no matter where they run, no matter what the finish line looks like, it seems that living an extra second is a big bargain in their eyes.

I finally understood what the rout was, and finally understood what the countless routs in China looked like in the past 5,000 years, whether it was the 100,000 rout of the Southern Song Dynasty at the crossing of the Yellow River in the face of the 800 Jin Dynasty iron cavalry, or the 52-year War of Resistance against Japan that began with the First Sino-Japanese Naval War, the defeated soldiers all grew into a virtue, yes, this is what these slaves look like, don't forget, half a year ago, it was the current group of slaves who held sharp wooden spears and forced the three of us away from their station, at that time, they, In the face of me and Tiger Girl, the three unarmed and bruised people, how tall and invincible they are, and now, they are like scattered shells.

Sou! An arrow pierced the air and grazed my shoulder and shot behind me, and in an instant there was a scream, and the milky white Mai collapsed to the ground, and he probably didn't understand why he died or what he was living for.

At this moment, a figure covered in blood flashed out of the corner of the mountain road, staggering towards me, it was for this group of white-robed people behind the tiger girl, and more than 30 meters behind, there were already two tall demon people in hot pursuit, gray overalls were wet with blood in a few places, and the quiver behind her was empty, even the bow in her hand was gone, I saw in my peripheral vision, a tall figure was slowly pulling the bowstring, and the tip of the arrow was aimed at the faltering tiger.