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Boom -

Sawdust flying.

There is no doubt that the power of the crossbow is enormous, but at the same time it is fragile. It could be a few less inconspicuous parts and it would strike, let alone be treated so roughly.

There was a slight collapse, and the first thing to break was the bowstring that was as thick as hemp rope, which was thrown out from the extreme tension, like a whip like electricity, and the black-clothed people in the surrounding carts were suddenly struck by lightning, screaming repeatedly, some of them rolled on the ground with their faces covered with bloody flesh and blood, and some of them fell to the ground in despair looking at the scars on their chests that could be seen deep in their bones......

What was even more terrifying was that the stout arrow, which was already good, flew out like a wild horse off the reins at the moment when the bowstring collapsed, and the muffled sound continued, as if it were cutting wheat and instantly overturning a large area.

Such a sudden change suddenly stunned everyone in the camp who was still breathing, but before they could turn this stunned look into surprise, they suddenly roared in their ears,

"Run!"

Subconsciously turned his head, and saw that the young guide, who was still full of power just now, jumped out as if he was on fire, and rushed towards the outskirts of the camp without looking back.

Ye Xi is self-aware, don't look at the sneak attacker now because he was suddenly hit hard, but if he wants to fight back, it is undoubtedly living in a dream. In fact, the offensive and defensive situation on the field did not change because of this. The opponent is still in a favorable position to attack, as long as they are relieved, what awaits them will still be a storm of fatal blows.

So his first choice is always to run away and get out of this terrible terrain first. As for the warning, it should be regarded as the reward of half of the guide's deposit, anyway, Ye Xi boasted that he had done his best.

"Old Zhu Lao Sun, take the young lady and withdraw quickly!" Fortunately, Ye Xi was not the only one who kept his head clear, and a guard looked at the black-clothed man who reacted directly from a distance, waved his sword, and decisively greeted him, "Brothers, we are broken!"

After the break, it undoubtedly means death, but the guards of the merchant group in the field opened the eyes of Ye Xi, who was out of the danger zone, they were like veterans of the battlefield who received military orders, without hesitation, as long as they could still swing their swords, they ran directly out of the hiding place, roaring and launching a counter-charge.

"My bag!" But at this time, Song Qing, who was under the protection of everyone, ran back and desperately pulled out an inconspicuous gray cloth package from a carriage that had been shot into a hornet's nest.

This is naturally stupid.

The price paid was a few guards who guarded to the death, including the chubby old Zhu who handed Ye Xi hot soup just now......

Fortunately, probably because of the previous reprimands, the sneak attacker was still a little hesitant to attack Song Qing directly, so she ran out of the camp again with a few guards.

And in just a few breaths, the guards left behind in the field have almost been slaughtered. In the dense crowd, only a few unwilling roars could be heard, it should be Uncle Song......

......

"! it hurts, it hurts...... Are you going to heal your wounds?"

A moment later, on the gentle slope, a young man dressed in a fancy costume held a handkerchief and covered his head, and pushed away the middle-aged black-clothed subordinate who was holding a white cloth wound medicine beside him, looking quite angry.

Ye Xi's hearing and Song Qing's intuition were correct, this man was the Feng Jinglong of the Feng family they met in the morning.

However, his current condition does not seem to be good, his hair is scattered, and the handkerchief covering his head has been completely soaked in bright red, and he looks very embarrassed.

This is the sequelae of the disintegration of the crossbow of the strong shooter, although he was lucky to avoid the bowstring and crossbow arrows, but unfortunately he was smashed to the ground by a dying man in black. In addition, the good situation was reversed in an instant, and the goal that was almost on the lips was gone, and the mood was inevitably bad.

"Where's Song Qing?"

"Under the protection of several Song family guards, I fled into the northern ditch forest, but don't worry, young master, Commander Ding and his brothers are following very closely, and they can't run!"

Nodding, Feng Jinglong's expression was slightly gloomy: "Speed to solve, it's best not to let any of them go, so as not to cause trouble." ”

"Haha, is the young master still worried that someone has run back to the city to report to the official?"

"Well, those insatiable moths are going to take care of this trouble? Alright, don't talk about the useless. In the blink of an eye, seeing the crossbow scattered not far away, Feng Jinglong's cheeks twitched involuntarily a few times: "This...... Can it still be repaired?"

"This, young master, I'm afraid not. ”

Waving his hand, Feng Jinglong simply turned his head away, looking like he didn't look at it: "Burn, don't leave traces." After returning to the city, remember to remind me to please guard for dinner, how much to lose, and then prepare a generous gift...... What the fuck!"

As mentioned before, the military-controlled product of the strong shooter crossbow is obviously not owned by a small business family. Being able to borrow this thing and transport it here has already taken Feng Jinglong a lot of effort. Now that it has been completely destroyed, even if it is worth a lot of money, it is inevitable that there will be a headache and a pain in the flesh.

Thinking of this, Feng Jinglong, who was covering his head, couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter with that tree?

The brother in the back saw a hairy-faced beast, like a mountain ape. ”

"Mountain ape?" As if thinking of something, Feng Jinglong's expression couldn't help but tighten, "Demon beast?"

This world is not as good as the current world, and the beasts here have cultivated on their own, that is, demon beasts. And the demon beasts that have become the climate may not dare to provoke even if they have a Dao seal master, so let alone ordinary people.

"Probably not. The middle-aged subordinate calmly analyzed, "I have inquired with the guide, and I have never heard of any signs of demon beast activity here. Moreover, monsters are derived from wild beasts, and their nature is difficult to move, most of them are brutal, and they have always been undead to their prey. There's no reason why you only attacked us once before and then gave up halfway. ”

This explanation is undoubtedly reasonable, but Feng Jinglong's expression is even more ridiculous when he hears it, he was stunned, and spread his hands: "Then what do you mean, there was a mountain ape who happened to pass by here just now, and saw that we were not very pleasing to the eye, so he casually threw a big tree and smashed it over...... Fortunately, the one who didn't die smashed into the crossbow of the strong shooter?"

"Uh......"

The middle-aged subordinate cautiously looked at Feng Jinglong's uncertain face, and hesitated for a moment not knowing how to answer.

Fortunately, someone broke the siege in time, "Mountain ape, are you sure?" The speaker was not dressed in black, but dressed in a serious Orion suit, it was the old local hunter that Feng Jinglong wanted to recommend to Song Qing in the morning, only to see him ask with a solemn face, "Is it a mountain ape with pure black fur and a strange claw sleeve on its paws?"

"Well, it's a black ape......," the subordinate was stunned, looked down in thought, and replied, "But it doesn't wear any strange claw sleeves, but I heard from the brothers that it has something like claws around its neck." ”

"That's right. The old hunter nodded in a trance, and kept muttering in his mouth, "Ye Xiaoer, and that little wild seed...... No wonder it looks familiar in the morning, no wonder ......"

"Ye Xiaoer?Xiao Ye Seed?" Feng Jinglong frowned and looked at the old hunter who was a little out of shape, let go of the handkerchief covering the wound, and suddenly felt a burst of irritability in his heart, and there was a faint sense of crisis that everything was starting to get out of control, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Come back to your senses! What do you want to say?"

The question was interrupted again, "Young Master!" A black-clothed man with a big gasp and a faint fear on his face rushed from a distance, and said hurriedly, "Young Master, Commander Ding asked me to come back and ask for support. ”

"What are you talking about, how is it possible!" the middle-aged subordinate widened his eyes when he heard this, and said in disbelief, "Lao Ding has led two teams, and there are more than forty brothers......

"Shut up for me!" The sense of crisis finally turned into reality, Feng Jinglong roared irritably like a devouring beast, and his fire-breathing eyes stared at the messenger, "Say!"

"Yes, young master, young master!" said quickly, "Those people from the Song family are in the forest to the north, they shouldn't know the terrain here, and Commander Ding led us to catch up with them quickly." Because young master, you said before that you wanted to capture that Miss Song family alive, so we didn't act rashly. Instead, they scattered people and wanted to surround them and capture them. But...... Whoop......"

After only taking a half breath, he continued, "But later, Commander Ding gave an attack signal, and the brother who bypassed didn't even appear. It was only after we pursued a little longer that we found them in a ditch...... Their corpses, a whole dozen people, were stacked like that, motionless. If it weren't for a brother who accidentally tripped up, we wouldn't know about it...... Later, an arrow came at me, almost every shot, and each time the position was different, like a ghost...... We couldn't find the man at all, and as soon as we heard the arrows, some of our brothers fell. Some brothers didn't die from the arrow, and we wanted to save them, but more people died......"

As he spoke, the black-clothed subordinate trembled unconsciously, obviously thinking of the desperate scene again. At this time, he could probably empathize with the feeling that the Song family guards were struggling under their arrow rain before.

"You don't fucking hide?"

"We hid, but the arrow was too evil and accurate, young master. "At first, we wanted to find a shelter to fight back, but as soon as someone came up, they would be immediately nailed to death by an arrow from nowhere. Then we just hid, and the man went around behind us again......"

"Wait, that person, you mean there's only one person on the other side?" the middle-aged black-clothed subordinate grasped the point, which of course only made him shudder even more.

"Should, should be......"

"Waste! a bunch of waste!" Feng Jinglong trembled, already out of anger.

"No, there's an ape with a strange claw sleeve that's also helping each other. Many brothers who wanted to pursue were caught alive and killed by this beast, and Commander Ding led a few people to kill it, but they were slapped away by it, and even the knife was broken...... Young master, send someone quickly, the commander will not be able to hold on to them......"

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