“…… Watch out behind you, kid ......"

The faint voice came again, ethereal and mysterious.

But Li Ang heard it clearly this time, and he even felt that this voice was inexplicably familiar, the familiarity that penetrated into the depths of his soul!

"Who are you? Who is it! Come out! ”

Leon turned over and got out of the carriage, went to Alice next to him and took off his sword, and asked vigilantly towards the nearby woods.

No one responded.

The only thing in the woods is the chirping of birds and the chirping of lively insects.

Leon straddled the belt of his scabbard over his body, constantly looking left and right.

There really is no one, everything looks normal.

But then, something happened suddenly!

Suddenly a phantom shot out of the woods!

The shadow flashed past Leon with great speed.

With Leon's eyes, he could only see a faint light passing silently at an incredible speed, like a silver lightning bolt.

Unless you are prepared, it is absolutely too late to intercept, and it is definitely impossible to avoid it!

Leon turned around and shouted, "Be careful! ”

Then he drew his sword as fast as he could.

But at this time, it was too late to remind, and at the same time as he spoke, this silver light had already pierced Eric's back fiercely, and penetrated directly through the front chest!

Eric only had time to say 'uh' before he fell limply off his horse and to the ground.

And that silver light, after penetrating Eric, still had the strength to nail to the carriage in front of him!

The body of the arrow trembled slightly.

It was a silver arrow, embellished with strange cyan feathers, and it was so fast that it passed through its chest without even a trace of blood.

Leslie in the carriage exclaimed, and then immediately realized the danger, hid in the carriage, and shouted: "Enemy attack!" ”

"Anson! Save! ”

Leon shouted, and as he rolled forward and threw himself into the woods, he began to search for the hidden enemy.

There seemed to be a 'huh' from someone in the woods.

Then, a faint figure scurried up like a wild deer and galloped through the woods.

The man seemed to be at one with the forest, presumably wearing armor of a good protective color, which made his figure loom in the woods.

"Stop! Don't run! ”

Li Ang pounced quickly, shouting as he chased.

The shout was certainly ineffective against the enemy, but Leon had to shout - not to stop the enemy, but to convey his position to his men.

That killer's bow and arrow were terrifying, and Leon felt that he might not be able to dodge it!

He didn't want to fight such a powerful killer in the terrain of the other party's choosing.

Fortunately, the arrow was not aimed at him!

But the killer was moving very fast through the woods, and Leon tried his best to pounce on the parkour, but he still couldn't keep up with him.

Gradually, the man disappeared into the depths of the woods.

Leon lost track of his opponent, stopped, and slowly stepped back.

Klose ran into the woods with his great sword at this time, smashing countless messy branches and vines like a wild boar, and finally ran behind Leon out of breath, looking around vigilantly.

"Your Excellency, you shouldn't be chasing you alone!"

"I know...... Step back and be careful......"

But the killer never appeared again.

Li Ang chased this way and only saw the vague back of the killer, who seemed to be wearing a green hood, brown and green armor, and a silver bow in his hand.

Back in the convoy, Anson was doing his best to give first aid.

The arrow that pierced through his body caused Eric to pass through a small hole from his vest to the middle of his chest, and the wound was not large, but the blood did not stop.

Eric was still conscious, but he was already breathless.

All of his men who were able to move were on guard around the convoy.

But there should be no enemies coming.

Leon pulled the arrow from the carriage, and then frowned deeply—the arrow was heavy, and the arrow and body were actually one, made of some kind of alloy-like metal, and the shape of a small cone like a modern bow and arrow, but sharper.

On the body of the arrow, there are also unrecognizable mysterious inscriptions, like a beautiful handicraft.

The inscriptions are joined together and seem to draw spiral lines on the body of the arrow.

No wonder it ejaculates so fast, and almost silently!

"It's Noldor's arrow! It's the Noldor Elves! ”

A crossbowman beside him whispered, a little frightened.

Noldor Elf ......

But no matter how much the Noldor elves hate humans, they won't go out on the road alone to attack a convoy, right?

The convoy hasn't entered the forest yet!

Looking at Eric on the ground, Leon pondered why Eric would be attacked.

Two reasons.

First, he dressed too much like a Cato! The Gato grassland is just north of the Noldor Forest, and it is said that the Cato people often go out to capture the Noldor elves, and the two sides have been fighting for hundreds of years, and the enmity is as deep as the sea.

Second, this arrow may have been aimed at itself......

And, the second possibility, is much greater!

Eric had been riding in front of him, dressed like himself, and like himself when he was about to set up camp...... He may have been taken by this killer as the main master!

And he, the wounded man who was lying in a bandaged carriage and doing nothing, really didn't look like a noble lord......

"Leslie, arrange to camp on the spot, I think he'll come back in the evening!"

"My lord, this ......"

"Don't worry, just do it. Klose, let the brothers work overtime......"

After arranging his subordinates, Leon looked at Anson, who was still busy.

"Hold on for a while...... Hold on! You're going to be fine...... Don't close your eyes! ”

Anson was rapidly pressing to stop the bleeding, and his mouth kept encouraging Eric, but this kind of injury that penetrated the chest cavity was only hopeless in this era......

After a few minutes, Anson stopped, his bloodied hand reached under the tip of Eric's nose, and then shook his head sadly.

"My lord, I can't save him......"

Leon exhaled deeply and looked at the list of teams.

Hire Crossbowman, 5/18.

The number of people has not decreased.

"He's not dead yet! Anson, go ahead! ”

After saying that, Leon touched the major artery in Eric's neck and felt a subtle pulse.

He then sat down on the ground, lifted Eric's upper body on his lap, and began to give artificial breaths.

The common sense of trauma Leon still has it, Eric has a thoracic cavity penetrated, and his stop breathing is probably caused by pleural hemorrhage, which is a lack of breath caused by traumatic asphyxia.

The chest was penetrated, and the lungs could not be compressed, so I had to rely on simple artificial respiration to try.

If he hadn't died for a while, he might have been able to save him with Anson's medical and recovery skills!

The surrounding mercenaries gradually gathered around, standing a little farther away, not coming forward to disturb, all silently praying to the gods they worshipped.

Perhaps it was the nickname of the dog Leftover Eric that did work, or perhaps it was due to Anson's skills in reducing mortality and speeding up recovery, after more than a minute of artificial respiration, Eric choked on two sips and then began to gasp violently.

He regained his ability to breathe!

He is resurrected!

It's a miracle!

The surrounding mercenaries no longer chanted about the gods, but looked at Li Ang, who was also panting, with reverence, and knelt on the ground one by one, everyone's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Your Excellency...... He came back to life! Absolutely! The bleeding stopped! ”

Anson's voice of joy startled a bird in the woods.

'Your teammates' skills have improved, you can check your teammates' skills'.

This time, without having to look up, Leon could also guess what Anson had improved.

In the distance, Sarah stared intently at Leon, as if muttering some unknown verse......

“…… Kiss of the Goddess...... Exorcise the Grim Reaper...... Hope for Life......"