The white-robed men who were gathering to besiege the two unlucky dead bodies seemed to be sober up a lot at this time, and when they heard my shout, they all looked up at the archers at the corner of the mountain road, and they shouted something one after another, but for a moment, I saw that the naked men picked up the wooden spears of the stupid big barbarians and rushed after me, they rushed very fast, and a few leaps were already perched behind me, and they also shouted angrily "Ah Thunder" that they didn't understand what it meant, and more white-robed slaves, As if infected by this bloodthirsty atmosphere, the screaming monster screamed and ran to the other crossbow machines with red eyes, and the incessant clicking sound was heard, and in just a few seconds, the few big guys that I had spent a month and a half setting up were all dismantled by them to the straw rope crossbow strings that had passed through oil.

Seeing this, the shady archer turned and ran down the mountain path, and I shouted, chased after him, turned a corner, and plunged into the pile of follow-up spirits who had been collecting slaves at the bottom of the mountain and were now coming up the mountain to support.

There were nearly twenty of them, and I was stunned when I saw them covered in blood, and before I could lift my spear, I shouted "Ahh

Bang, I believe that the force of this blow smashed out with the inertia of my body, even if he was reinforced and iron, he would have to faint if he didn't die, and sure enough, the beast's head was knocked out by this stick, and his head was revealed, it was a huge man who was extremely ugly, but at this time he had fallen to the ground and was convulsing.

The slaves behind me rushed up with the strange scream of running down the mountain, and the narrow mountain path was suddenly jammed, and the spears and mallets of the spirits were useless in this density, but a few archers not far away, along with the miscellaneous hair, drew their arrows and put them on the bowstring and shot them behind me, and they did not aim at the target at all, but released their arrows at random into the pile, and behind me people kept falling, but more people kept filling up.

I glanced back at the fallen white-robed people, and suddenly felt that the breath in my chest seemed to be exhausted, "people are dead and birds are facing the sky", I shouted a Chinese dialect that the slaves did not understand, took a long breath, and stubble ghosts screamed and pounced on the front.

The bald and naked man who was the first to resist was the first to stand side by side with me, blocking his body in front of me, he was much taller than me, although not as tall as the Demon Man, but he firmly helped me block all possible attacks, but even so, I was still firmly punched in the cheeks, and just this punch made a few stars appear in front of my eyes.

In this way, the slaves who rushed down from the top of the mountain continued to pour in like dumplings, and many white-robed people were squeezed down the mountain road with the evil barbarians, and fell out of my field of vision like a slide, and fell at the foot of the mountain with a blue nose and swollen face, and immediately stood up and scuffled with the barbarians.

The spiritmen who gave up the wooden spears in their hands gave up a few of their corpses, and were squeezed by a group of us who looked like demons step by step along the mountain road, and the crowded scuffle made them breathless, and we also stopped screaming, and used short wooden sticks to beckon them to their heads and chests, and a few shorter white-robed men even burrowed into the gap in the crowd and waited for an opportunity to punch the crotch of the demon barbarians.

At this time, I was no longer affected by the leg injury, and I was caught in the chaos of the slave crowd who were pulled and crowded by them at will, and my feet did not need to touch the ground to wave my wooden stick and fist wantonly, I turned my head to look at the bald man: "Why don't you do it early?" I asked, as I picked up my stick.

The bald man replied with a local sentence in confusion: "What did you say?" ”

I said, "Why don't you kill the Demons sooner!" ”

The bald man still replied: "What did you say?" ”

We were all hugging each other panting, and while we were picking sticks, you were pulling eggs one by one.

"How dare you drink so many spirits when you're lame?" He asked, looking at me with admiration.

I gritted my teeth and said, "Lao Tzu must know that there are so many evil spirits, Lao Tzu is jumping back!" ”

The bald man said, "Are you afraid? ”

"Don't be afraid, I just want to pee a little", I replied to him softly without anger.

I was so squeezed that I was about to vomit blood, and many of the white-robed men had already thrown their sticks out of their hands and threw them at the demon archers not far away; Or in this situation I was thrown to the ground and disappeared, and my stick was long since out of my hand and hit the head of the hairy archer. Today's fights are not so much a fight as a sumo wrestling match between a large wave of short and thin men and a handful of strong men, who rush down three meters and are squeezed back two meters, each other's fists beckoning each other's faces as if they don't want money, and screaming endlessly. The bald man chatted with me from time to time, and he was still smiling kindly, and I saw behind me, a naked man shook his dislocated arm and gradually fell behind, while the other was still squeezing in my direction, looking at me with a trace of concern in his eyes, but as soon as he turned his head, he was squeezed down the mountain road by the crowd, and has not been seen since.

The bald man turned his head and said, "He can't die, do you believe it or not?" I'll bet you two mothers-in-law."

"He jumped over a mountain stream, and he didn't die," he added.

I said in my heart that this bald man was actually a stinky and poor child with me, and he was especially at such a life-and-death moment, to be honest, I didn't have the slightest thought of stinky poverty, otherwise he would definitely be able to choke him so that he couldn't get a word back, so he had to sigh and said: "Find a way, it's only serious to kill this group of dogs quickly."

"It's not time yet, it's too narrow here, it's much wider a little further on, and as long as there are no more Spirits there, this group of people will be surrounded by us, as I have already observed when we go up the mountain." The bald man didn't look at me, but slammed his fist into the front teeth of the newly emerged spirit-seeker, and then he shook his hand with a whimper and said, "The teeth are so hard."

He was right, it only took about a few minutes for this situation to pass, and after another corner, my body suddenly felt loose, and my injured leg instantly hit the ground, and my brain was oozing sweat, and almost at the same time, the bald man suddenly stood beside me and imitated my voice and shouted: "Surround them, Fujigami's teeth!" Fujigami let eat them... Come on...! ”。

For a while, there was a lot of noise in the white-robed crowd, and the slaves behind me heard the bald man's words as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and the few remaining wooden sticks beckoned to the head of the demon barbarian who was surrounded and squeezed on the rock wall, and I was always looking for the shaggy archer, and I was slowly squeezed out of the slave group, and when I found the archer again, he had already been trampled by everyone and broke his jaw and ribs, and even the pelvis was disjointed, and the whole person died tragically in three parts next to a stone.