Chen Ying naturally wouldn't waste the poison in front of her and didn't use it, so she asked Guo Wan to help collect the mushrooms in the valley as much as possible, boil them into a big pot, and then soak the tip of the arrow in it, so as to get the quenched arrow.

She didn't expect that this pot of poisonous water would exert such a miraculous effect, from yesterday to this morning, the four battle bandits, the most killed enemy was not fire attack, but poisonous arrows.

Chen Ying raised her eyes and looked forward.

The autumn wind kept blowing across her cheeks, her temples were soaked with sweat, and a bead of sweat rolled down her forehead, but she didn't even dare to blink her eyes.

She shot a total of seventeen arrows, and the last two arrows were left in her hand.

And the remaining combat power of the enemy is currently unpredictable.

The narrow road once again showed its strength at this moment, with the carcasses of the horses and the carriages overlapping, making the barricades more difficult to cross.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Ying pulled her bow again and shot the second person in the vanguard with an arrow.

The man was forced by the leader behind him to rush over, as if trying to cross the obstacle, Chen Ying's arrow hit him in the thigh, and his mount was stabbed by the wooden branches of several family members.

The men and women of those families were all strong and courageous. They were obviously more useful than Li Gong, and it was they who pulled the branches from the first horse in time and stabbed the second horse again.

The man in black who was the vanguard rolled off his horse after being hit by the arrow, crawled on the ground and struggled to get up, but his strength was drained in an instant, and his leg from the arrow could no longer support his body, and he fell to the ground.

After falling to the ground, he didn't have time to care about the arrow wound on his leg, but he reached out to cover his neck, his two eyeballs quickly protruded, and his throat rattled.

A huge feeling of suffocation was coming at him, as if two invisible hands were holding his throat.

He desperately opened his mouth wide, trying in vain to absorb the thinner and thinner air, his face turned purple, tears and snot flowed down his face, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously.

Chen Ying rolled on the ground, rushed to the man, clenched the tail of the arrow and pulled it out.

"Poof", blood spurted out with the arrows, and even though she avoided it in advance, there was still a lot of splashing on her shoulders.

The man in black had already lost his breath, and his body fell limply to the ground.

Until this moment, he still maintained the posture of choking his throat with his hands and opening his mouth to breathe, his bulging eyes were covered with red silk, his tongue was sticking out a large section, and his face was a terrifying blue purple.

"Come back! Come back! Chen Ying shouted loudly, waving his hand desperately to let Li Gong and them retreat.

Two horses had fallen on the third line of defense, forming a natural barrier, and there were not many men in black and horses left, and Chen Ying remembered that most of the arrows that were shot in the air fell on the horses.

Horses react differently to poison than humans, and it may take a few breaths for it to be effective, and without horses, this barrier is difficult to overcome, unless they climb up to fight hand-to-hand on their own.

There has always been a saying in cold weapons that "one inch is long and one inch is strong", and if the long wooden stick is to exert its combat effectiveness, it must distance itself from the enemy, and Li Gong and they must be prepared for hand-to-hand combat.

However, Li Gong's reaction at this time was very slow, Chen Ying shouted twice and he didn't move, but fortunately, the servants next to him were quite dutiful, and several people pulled him back more than ten steps.

"Take out the sword from the pot!" Chen Ying's throat was so dry that it was on fire, and her voice was so rough that it didn't look like she had come out of herself, and as she spoke, her eyes couldn't help but scan the subordinates, carefully observing their reactions.

Li Gong can be regarded as the most important male on this trip, in order to ensure his personal safety, Chen Ying arranged for him to be surrounded by subordinates with a high safety factor, and those who had a low safety index were all sent by Chen Ying to do unimportant work.

Li Gong was covered in blood at this time, standing upright, still unable to make any movements, the air was filled with a disgusting bloody smell, his head was "buzzing", and there seemed to be a bruised appearance of the dead corpse in front of him.

He bent down and retched loudly.

Chen Ying was not much better than him, her body was sore and stiff, and the high-frequency and high-intensity shooting made her arm cramp, and her body was full of blood and sweat.

The only difference is that she didn't throw up.

Mr. Detective has given her countless experiences of witnessing dead bodies, which has made her nerves much stronger than normal people.

The enemy seemed to have suspended the offensive, taking advantage of this rare gap, Chen Ying raised his hand and wiped it on his face, took out a long sword from the pot and inserted it into his waist, gasped for a while, and then immediately climbed the big mountain stone with his hands and feet, staring at it.

The effect of the poisoned arrows was astonishing, the enemy suffered heavy losses, all the horses were poisoned and fell to the ground, and at this moment there were only six people left, and all six of them were lying under the carriage as cover. The leader-like man seemed to hesitate, and a lean man in black next to him was hurriedly saying something to him, perhaps discussing countermeasures.

Chen Ying observed for a moment, grinned, and let out a strange laugh of "ho-ho".

She only had two arrows left.

Enemies survive six.

There's no room for wits anymore

There is no other way out except hard work. Whichever side has the courage to gamble with their lives will have a better chance of winning.

Chen Ying breathed heavily.

The autumn wind was cold, bringing with it the smell of grass and trees that can only be found in the deep mountains, and of course, the smell of blood and charred corpses, which made her chaotic mind slightly sober.

She turned to look back, and the clearing behind her was filled with panicked people, most of them women, and three underage teenagers.

That's He Jin, He Lun and Han Xun.

At this moment, the two sons of the He family were all pale with small faces, hiding behind the Huang family in fear, only showing their eyes to look out, only Han Xun was eager to try, but he was held hostage by the two sisters left and right, and he couldn't move.

"Be prepared."

Chen Ying said to Ni Shi, and nodded to Guo Wan again.

With weapons in hand, she led a group of servants to stand at the front of the crowd, with panic and determination in their expressions.

"We will." Guo Wan said, coughing lightly a few times.

Chen Ying looked into the distance with some concern.

Mother Li has already gotten up, but she is still weak and can't stand for a long time, and at this time she is being protected by Ziqi and Xunzhen. When Chen Ying looked over, Li was also looking at her, a smile bloomed on her pale face, nodded at her, and compared the word "rest assured" with her mouth.

Chen Ying was a little sad.

Li was always afraid of holding her back, as it was in Shengjing, and it is the same now.

Chen Ying suddenly spurned herself.

For a moment, she almost forgot the fact that she had borrowed the body.

Fulfilling her obligations and protecting her relatives is her unavoidable responsibility in this life.