Chapter 2: The Resurrection of the Corpse
The opponent's archer is an experienced person, and if he misses a blow, he will disappear immediately, and he will definitely stick to them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoAs long as they are careless, a deadly arrow will shoot at any time and kill them.
He waited for a long time, but did not see the archer, so he counted the time, and when he had reached the top of the mountain, he ran out from behind the tree in a flash, and rushed up the mountain, rushing towards the mountain as fast as he could.
A sound of breaking the air came, Yan Zhong hurriedly rolled to the side, an iron arrow nailed down beside him, the mountain stone shattered, and the iron arrow arrow nailed into the stone.
Yan Zhong stretched out his hand and pulled out the iron arrow with all his might, but without making a sound, he rushed towards the mountain with a bow.
He didn't notice that the archer appeared behind the soldier who was lying on the ground and didn't dare to look up, raised his foot and kicked the soldier in the ass twice, "Roll up, everyone is gone, who are you still holding your head to." Don't chase it yet!"
"Yes! Yes, Captain Nakaha!" the six soldiers hurriedly got up, made sure that there was no danger on it, and chased after them with swords and guns.
Lieutenant Nakayu waited for a while with his bow in hand, and waited for the six soldiers to run up some distance before he followed without hurry, his eyes patrolling the mountain. As soon as he sees a figure on the mountain, he will shoot the arrow as soon as possible, and the soldiers covering his side will rush up and entangle the other party. When he followed, as long as he was within range of his arrows, and could not escape, he was sure that he would leave the enemy behind.
"Shooter!" Sure enough, it was a fish. Lieutenant Nakayu thought to himself. He was sure that one of the three people on the mountain must be dead. The first one fled towards the mountain with the Huayi man on his back, and the Huayi man was a dead corpse, or a dead corpse that had been dead for a long time.
Even a dead corpse is useful, and when the time comes, the head is cut off to confirm the identity, and it is also a military merit.
Yan Zhong ran to the mountain, where Wan Quan was waiting for him with his sword horizontally. He said to Wanquan: "You take the young master first, and I will block them here and kill a few of them." If you are not defeated, I will catch up with you as soon as possible. Let's go!"
Wanquan stomped his foot, "Be careful, I'm waiting for you in front." We can't die, we have to go back together. ”
Yan Zhong smiled, turned around and faced the path down the mountain, "I can't die, even if I die, I will leave all of them for me to be my companion." ”
Wan Quan turned around and ran, ran two steps, stopped, looked back, and saw Yan Zhong leading his bow down the mountain, opened his mouth and closed it, lowered his head, and ran into the woods along the ridge, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Yan Zhong ran forward for a while, and when he saw a miscellaneous tree, he got into it and untied the young master behind him. Let the young master lie down carefully, put a carved silver bow in the bow bag, a pot of purple bamboo arrows and a long sword beside the young master, and muttered in his mouth: "Young master, don't blame me, I want to save everything, if he dies, you are a dead man in this barren mountain and wild neighbor, it all depends on me, and we can't escape." Wait for me and Wanquan to kill the enemy, and then carry you on our backs. Young master, don't worry, as long as I, Yan Zhonghe, are immortal, I will definitely carry you home, and I won't let you bury your bones in the barren mountains and mountains!"
After saying that, he turned his head, got out, sorted out the young master's hiding place outside, and ran along the way he came.
Yan Zhong hurriedly panicked, but he didn't notice that when he put the young master down, the young master's body was soft and a little warm. When he got out, his young master's eyes opened, raised his hand, and slowly sat up.
"Young Master, who am I?" After the young master sat up, his eyes were sometimes cold, sometimes confused.
He had been awake for a while, and when Yan Zhong carried him to the mountain, he woke up, neither Wanquan nor Yan Zhong took care of him, and did not notice that he was awake.
He woke up, but he was confused, and he found that there was nothing in his mind, a blank space, and he couldn't remember everything. He only knew that it seemed that they were facing the situation of being hunted down, one of the archers was called Wan Quan, the one who carried him was called Yan Zhong, and the two of them called him Young Master, it seemed that his status was not low.
He grasped the bow in his hand, and a familiar and unfamiliar feeling came from the bow. He seemed to be able to think of something about the bow, and he couldn't think of anything after a long, long distance.
Stunned for a while, he sighed a little melancholy, skillfully hung the sword on his waist, and carried the bow bag and quiver on his back, and straightened it, the mouth of the pot was just facing the right shoulder, and the arrow feather emerged from the right shoulder, flush with the right ear. With a bow, he slipped out of his hiding place. At this time, the stomach was amusefully empty.
He didn't care about hunger, he just felt that as a man, no matter what his status was, he couldn't sit aside and wait for the result if he had two of his own people fighting to the death with the enemy in front of him. Moreover, it seems that they are facing a very strong enemy, and he should step forward to help.
He didn't take into account his own strength, he just felt that he shouldn't hide aside, more people is better than fewer people.
Following the traces left by Yan Zhong, he walked forward, walked for a while, and then subconsciously hid, holding a bow and arrow, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the surrounding movements.
He didn't know why he was doing this, and it made sense that he should rush forward now. But subconsciously told him that it was the only way to do it, and that rushing forward was likely to put himself in danger.
After walking a few distances, he heard movement and someone running towards him. He dodged behind a large tree, poked his head out, and saw Yan Zhong covering Wan Quan running back and forth towards him, chasing four enemy soldiers with long knives behind them.
"Yan Zhong, if something happens to the young master, I won't let you go!" Wan Quan ran ahead, still threatening Yan Zhong angrily.
Yan Zhong shouted as he turned around, "Didn't I hide the young master because I couldn't rest assured?" I'm right to be worried, if I come late, you will be cut into pulp by them." Luckily, I found the acquired archer and moved a rock to unexpectedly wound him and let him run. Otherwise, he rushes up, and with these soldiers covering, we all have to finish the game!"
Yan Zhong and Wan Quan quickly ran behind him not far away, and the four enemy soldiers followed closely behind. He was about to appear, when he suddenly saw a man with a longbow running briskly not far away, so he slowly hid his body, held his breath, and stared at each other through the gap in the blades of grass.
When he got closer, he could see that the corners of the archer's mouth were bleeding, just now Yan Zhong said that he had injured an acquired archer with a stone, so it must be the one in front of him.
The archer ran over, he took a deep breath, turned from behind the tree to the other side, raised the carved silver bow in his hand, drew the bowstring, and as soon as his hand was released, the purple bamboo arrows on the bow came off the bow.