Simon's cheerful response was beyond everyone's expectations, I heard that this Mr. Feng was a deep Simon person, how could Simon agree so easily.

Ye Qing secretly said "not good" in his heart, what kind of person is Simon, the leader of the robbers, and negotiating terms with the leader of the robbers, isn't that a plot with the tiger?

If it is true that Sichuan Xizhai loses, and Simon does not hand over people, will the mercenaries still have to attack Sichuan Xizhai, you must know that the number of Sichuan Xizhai is as many as four or five hundred, and it is not at all something that the current hundred or so mercenaries can provoke.

But if the mercenary loses, he will be in danger, even if he escapes, but if he wants to rely on his own strength to cross this cursed place, it is even more death.

Now, the words have come to this, Bai Yu had to say: "Let's retreat a hundred feet first, and after half an hour, we will start the competition." ”

Simon added: "Lord Bailing, don't forget the rules, the two of us are not allowed to play." ”

Bai Yu snorted coldly, which was regarded as a response.

Now that Bai Yu had already appeared, the mercenary team was naturally led by Bai Yu, he turned his horse's head, and Ye Qing saw the true face of the Lord of Baishiling for the first time.

Listening to this Bailing Lord's low voice, and he had a rather temperamental name, Ye Qing thought he was a beautiful man. As a result, when I saw him, I found that he had an ordinary face, even if he was pretending to be a mortal, it was difficult for people to suspect him.

Ye Qing thought of the life experience of the mountain lord who inquired about in the White Stone Ridge.

Fifty years ago, on the edge of the Cursed Lands, a team of mercenaries picked up an infant child.

Although there are some mercenaries who marry wives and have children, they are always in the minority, and most of them leave quickly. So children are a rarity in this kind of place, especially among mercenaries.

A group of big men had a hot head, so they carried the child to Baishiling, took Bai as his surname, and named him Yu. The word "feather" is not because of the feather's freedom and uninhibitedness, but because the "feather" is light and inconspicuous, and it is easy to feed.

In this way, Bai Yu has lived in a mercenary group since he was a child, a different mercenary group. Familiar and talented, he soon grew into a qualified mercenary.

More than ten years ago, to everyone's surprise, Bai Yu advanced to the Great Martial Master Realm in one fell swoop, making the entire Baishi Ridge boil.

It's a pity that in the cursed land, a rising star also appeared, which is Simon, the owner of this Sichuan West Village. In the Cursed Land, the two are evenly matched, and after all, no one can help the other.

"Whoever wants to play, stand up. Bai Yu asked.

In the battle of ten people on this side, it is common for more than half of the casualties to be killed. However, in general, the casualties of mercenaries are still more, so when picking people, the first condition is to volunteer.

As soon as Bai Yu's words fell, seven people in the black-armored mercenary team, including Zhuo Jing, who was a high-ranking martial artist realm, stood up.

Now everyone understands that this black-armored mercenary group is a mercenary team directly under the Ridge Lord, and when fighting against the mammoth in front, the strength may still be hidden.

Next, one person from Wu Yuanshan's mercenary team also stood up, and this person was one of Ye Qing's two guards, Xiao Ba. Xiaoba has much less words than Ye Qing's other guard Yongfu, and his presence in the mercenary team is very low.

Xiao Ba who suddenly stood up surprised everyone, especially Yongfu, who was now hiding among the mercenaries in a low-key manner, regretting the enthusiasm he had shown to Ye Qing before, and even more worried about being Ye Qing's guard: If there were really no ten people who took the initiative to stand up, would everyone want him to stand up.

Hachi, who has a determined face, is in stark contrast to Yongfu, who flickered between his eyebrows.

There are still two people left, although Ye Qing frowned, he still calmly hugged his arms and watched.

"Count me in!"

As Ye Qing expected, Wu Yuanshan stood up at this time. If he wants to get Ye Qing's storage magic weapon, then he must protect Ye Qing from death at this time.

Ye Qing nodded with satisfaction, Wu Yuanshan would not put Ye Qing's life in the hands of others, he could plan so far, there was no reason to retreat now.

There is still one last person left, and after all, no one will come forward voluntarily. This fight in Sichuan Xizhai will show the top strength, and no one will be willing to send it to death.

"I'll come. "The pure and capable female voice surprised everyone.

Ye Qing manipulated the war horse under his crotch and stepped forward.

Now that the ten men have been gathered, the next step is to formulate tactics and coordination.

Half an hour passed quickly. The ten people selected from the opposite Sichuan Xizhai walked down the Zhumapo under the leadership of Simon, and Bai Yu also walked forward with ten people here.

"Are the mercenaries in Baishiling all cowards, they don't dare to go on themselves, and they actually send a woman!" one of Simon's ten men shouted, causing the robbers to laugh.

"Simon, I killed all your mammoths, how about giving you a chance to kill me in a fight?" Even though he said such a murderous language, Ye Qing's voice was still pure, and in the midst of the slaughter, it added a bit of ethereal aura.

"Damn!" Simon's eyes burst into anger again, "Kill that little girl first!" Simon ordered the ten people behind him.

Bai Yu and Simon both retreated to the sidelines, and there were only twenty people left in the middle who were about to fight.

Ye Qing's face did not change and quietly retreated behind the ten people, and there was a slender box on the ground here.

Just now, when Ah Zhong took down the long box from the carriage escorted by his mercenary team, everyone realized that it turned out that Ah Zhong's mercenary team was escorting Ye Qing's weapon!

Wu Yuanshan's face sank even more.

Ye Qing opened the box, took out the arrows from it and put them into the sword box behind him.

Among the ten people on the other side, there was obviously someone who held the same duties as Ye Qing, a young man. What he was holding in his hand should be the crossbow that seriously injured the mercenary before, the murderous weapon made by Mr. Feng.

The fight began immediately, and at the beginning, where there was any cooperation at all, it was all one-on-one, and whoever didn't like it would attack whom.

As for the young man with a repeater in Sichuan West Village, he looked for the right time to release the cold arrow.

The repeater in his hand can shoot up to three arrows at a time, and when he strikes, he helps a robber deal a heavy blow to the mercenary he is fighting, and the black armor worn by this mercenary has penetrated, but fortunately it does not hurt the flesh and skin.

The corners of Ye Qing's mouth were slightly curved, although this repeater was much more delicate than the bow and arrow of this era, but it was not a little worse than what Ye Qing was holding in his hand, and the subtlety of this was not something that people in this era could understand for a while.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!" the crossbow fired another triple shot.

"Whoosh!" Ye Qing made a move.

Although Ye Qing's arrow shot later than the crossbow, it arrived first and reached the two who were fighting.

The other robber hurriedly dodged, although Ye Qing's arrow was fast, but fortunately he was not too accurate, and the robber avoided it dangerously.

A disdainful smile appeared on his face, a woman, just useless, holding a good bow, no matter how fast the arrow was, it couldn't hurt anyone, as soon as this thought appeared in his heart, a pain came from his leg.

This is a triple crossbow shot by his own people behind him!

The bandit's eyes widened, and there was incredulity in his gaze.

The young man who shot the crossbow was even more shocked, how could he, how could he shoot his own people!

Without giving the injured bandit much time to think about it, the black-armored mercenary who was fighting against him immediately rushed forward with a big sword, and for a while the bandit could only react passively, and he was at a disadvantage everywhere.

It was just an accident! The crossbow youth forced himself to compose.