After more than an hour of tossing, Delin finally tamed the little thing. After many attempts with his spiritual power, Delin finally communicated with it, and reached a condition with it under coercion and temptation, and finally succeeded in imprinting his spiritual imprint on its tiny but extremely powerful soul, making it his pet. However, Delin felt that this relationship was not as stable as rumored, because the strength of the other party's soul was beyond his expectations, if his soul was compared to a big stone, then the soul of this little guy was a diamond, although small, but indestructible! The little guy who got a drop of spiritual milk stood on Delin's shoulder and fell asleep contentedly, looking extremely cute. The thumb-sized body is covered with gray-white feathers, even the beak and claws are grayish-white, and it is especially easy to overlook its presence, the feathers are delicate and smooth, the lines are soft and graceful, and Delin can hardly feel its weight, all its conditions show that it is made to fly.

There was no sunlight to be seen at the bottom of the Misty Canyon, and from the change in light, Delin could roughly predict that it was already evening, but fortunately, the group had reached the edge of the exit. Looking at the empty exit, Delin had a sense of foreboding in his heart, raised his hand to signal to stop, the relaxed atmosphere disappeared, and everyone felt his uneasiness from Delin's heavy face.

"Bricks, you go and investigate, I have a bad premonition. Delin felt that his feelings had always been accurate, and it was here that he found the missing rock turtle last time.

Hearing this, Brix looked ahead, while Delin gradually analyzed the source of this uneasiness, and after a while, he realized that there was no trace of a camp at the exit, as far as the eye could see, and he remembered that there were people camped here when he passed by.

"Nothing was found, it was empty outside. Soon Brix returned, without any extra words, and cherished words like gold.

Am I overthinking? Delin is not so confident in his feelings, after all, facts speak louder than words, let alone the result of a professional like Brix. The team began to move forward, but the uneasiness in Delin's heart lingered. After walking two or three miles, there were no accidents, but the whole team was shrouded in a haze, because not a single adventurer had been found so far!

The team stopped, and Brix's face was extremely ugly, and he knew that he had made a great mistake. And this mistake is very likely to bury your entire team here. "I'll take a closer look. Brix let out a deep voice.

"No, they're already here. Delin's eyes were fixed on the group of people on the hill ahead.

Brix followed Delin's gaze and found the other party, feeling a great humiliation in his heart, as a thief, he was actually the last in the team to find the enemy.

Delin noticed that Bricks was not in a normal state today, but now was not the time to talk about it.

"Lamour, you're in command!" Kate was away, and Delin handed over command to the most authoritative man in the group.

"To the right, charge!" Lamor gave the order to charge as soon as possible, and then rushed out first. I have fallen into the encirclement of the other party, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to my side. Except for the front and rear, there is no difference between the left and right sides.

On the top of the mountain, a man with a gloomy face looked at the prey that had fallen into the net, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, the choice of the prey was not unexpected, but the time to make the choice was slightly earlier than expected, but what does it matter? The dying struggle is the dying struggle after all, looking at the constantly closing encirclement, the unpleasant mood finally relaxed. He enjoyed setting the traps, watching his prey fall in, and then killing them, which gave him a sense of accomplishment, so he named his team the Hunters!

Today's achievements are indeed something to be proud of, and he used his thief's cultivation and unusual scheming to put Brix, a "noble thief", into a fierce position, making him an accomplice in his plan. He knows this well and enjoys it. Beside him, standing tall and upright was a tower-like warrior more than two meters tall, his thin shirt could not hide his strong muscles and thick body hair, which made people wonder if he was an orc, but his face was extremely normal, like an extremely resolute ordinary warrior. On his back, a longbow made of fine iron shimmered with a cold, palpitating chill. In addition, he also carried a pot of arrows, the diameter of which was more than two centimeters, and the length was not less than one meter two.

Behind them, more than a dozen knights in standard armor looked at the tall figure with some fear in their hearts, even if he was his own.

The battle began, facing an enemy three times his size, Lamor rushed to the forefront of the arrow array, and the strength of the ninth-level warrior was instantly manifested, and now the most important thing was to quickly break through the block, so as not to fall into the predicament of being attacked by the enemy on his back, so as soon as Lamor and the enemy clashed, he used all his strength. One of the opposing knights was split in half, and then Lamor staggered with the second knight, and then slashed him off his horse with a single sword, essentially dead or alive. Behind him were four eighth-level wind knights. Hunters are generally no more than six or seven levels, and the difference between one or two levels is immediately apparent, and in this kind of hedging battle, one or two rounds often determine the winner or loser. The strong strength, coupled with the excellent equipment, gave the Delin side a huge advantage, and in less than half a minute, the opponent's formation had been killed, and then Lamor ordered to start fleeing into the distance. The remaining hunters' knights were completely stunned, they didn't expect the enemy's strength to be so strong, and they lost the courage to pursue for a while.

Just when Delin was just happy to break out of the encirclement, his heart was tight, and a strong sense of crisis struck. Delin reflexively fell to the side, and a sharp arrow grazed Delin's arm, and the resulting air flow scraped his skin painfully. Delin's pupils immediately shrank suddenly, everything outside seemed to be shielded, and Delin's attention was focused on the arrow, and he could clearly see that the arrow was nailed to the ground, and the shaft of the arrow was still trembling. Staring at the arrow, still in a sideways position, the fingers of his left hand grasping the saddle were already white, and it was not until he could no longer see the arrow that Delin came back to his senses, and he felt the chill on his back.

"Galen be careful!" Delin's powerful perception caught an incoming arrow, and this arrow was aimed at Galen. When Galen heard this, he immediately raised his shield sideways.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the sharp arrow shot at the shield, and the left hand couldn't hold it at all, and the shield smashed into Galen's body, and Galen immediately felt a strong attack, and then the whole person broke away from the war horse and flew out.

"Galen!" Delin reined in his crotch and looked eagerly at Galen, who was tumbling on the ground, praying in his heart that nothing would happen. Fortunately, Galen's talent for fighting was reflected, and he immediately got up, and then picked up the shield, and on the shield, there was still the long arrow stuck obliquely, and the long arrow was about to pierce the shield, you must know that this is the blue quality shield that Burke paid to Delin at the beginning. Galen kept an eye out for the direction of the arrows, then quickly caught up with his horse and climbed up with a sharp edge.

However, after such a delay, the pursuers behind had already approached. Seeing that the situation was not good, Delin sent two fireballs. The two horsemen who rushed to the front were hit head-on, and then the fire enveloped the pursuers behind them, temporarily halting the pursuit. However, the greatest threat was always like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and in the distance, Delin saw a stout figure constantly rushing towards this side, no slower than his own horse, and as he ran, he kept drawing his bow and arrows to shoot, and his movements were skilful and natural, without delaying his work in the slightest.

Casualties began to appear, and while Delin was still stunned by the first arrow, a knight at the back of the line had already been shot. In just two minutes, the opponent had already fired six arrows, and each arrow was powerful, lethal, and extremely accurate. The next three arrows, one that killed another knight, one that wounded a knight of the wind, and one that was aimed at Brix, but he deftly dodged it.

Another arrow struck, heading straight for Lamour, who was at the forefront. The intention of the opponent's arrow is to shoot the leader and leave them leaderless. Ramour has always been on the lookout for the opponent's arrows, so he won't be caught at all. However, the accuracy of the opponent's prediction was at the peak, just when he could not change the direction of the horse's head. With all his strength, he concentrated on the long knife in his hand, and slashed at Sen Ran's arrow from bottom to top. "Boom!" the sharp sound of metal clashing stimulated Ramour's eardrums, and there was an incredibly huge force in his hand, but fortunately, after seeing Galen being shot away, he was prepared, and Ramor blocked the arrow. However, looking at his long knife, there were already thin cracks on it, but Ramour did a good job of hiding this, raising the long knife and showing a confident smile. More than twenty seconds later, Lamor felt another arrow coming from his back, his legs clamped the horse's belly, his body lay on the horse's back, and then he slapped his hand on the right front leg that was about to be raised, and the war horse that was originally galloping forward actually ran out to the left front in a strange way. The arrow grazed Lamour's right hand and landed on the ground. Ramour raised his sword again, and there was a cheer from behind, and Delin was cheering loudly. They both know that it is time to boost morale and that they need to overcome their fear of each other's arrows psychologically.

"Hmph, Qianglu, shoot their horses, shoot the one in the middle!" ordered the leader of the hunter regiment, who was on a par with the archery man. The latter said nothing, but the next shot made it clear that he had carried out the order.

Delin's horse was pierced by an arrow and fell to the ground with a neigh, and Delin rolled around twice in disarray, but fortunately saw the opportunity early and was not harmed.

"Deringo!" Galen looked at Delin worriedly. Delin glanced at him as well, and they both knew the enemy's intentions. Subsequent arrows shot them off their horses.

"Into the woods!" Lamour's horse was still there, but instead of riding, he slapped it on the ass and let it run for its life.

Entering the woods means that the enemy can surround them with the advantage of cavalry and catch turtles in an urn. They can only rely on the woods on these hills one by one to form a large forest, or they can just rush to the other side and get out of the encirclement before the other side surrounds them. These possibilities are not non-existent, but they are really pitiful.

Delin, who was running desperately, suddenly hoped that there would be a heavy snow right away, which was a reasonable and strange idea.