Chapter 58: The Siege

In the woods, next to the tent, two people stood back to back.

"Two hundred steps away, there are nine people in the first wave, and there are three more waves, with an interval of ten steps," Zhao Cheng said to Wang Shan.

"Take the initiative, first solve the first wave of attacks a hundred paces away, and then use the woods to continue attacking the remaining personnel, not allowing the attackers to enter within a hundred paces. Wang Shanyin said to Zhao Cheng with a gloomy face.

"Understand, be careful". After Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he rushed into the woods from the front like an arrow.

Wang Shan also scurried into the woods from the right.

The tent stood alone with its back to the river, on a small open field, and there were two people in it, one sitting cross-legged like an old monk in meditation, and the other was a princess who had just failed to pass the training, holding a needle in her hand and trembling, and her mouth kept muttering, "Don't be afraid, I will kill whoever comes." Calm down. But sweat had already flowed down from her pretty face, and she looked back at Xiao Ruoshui from time to time, and suddenly said in her heart: "No one wants to take you away, unless it's me." ”

After saying that, his face suddenly became hot, and he said in his heart: 'What, I'm ashamed to die.' She secretly lowered her eyes and glanced at Xiao Ruoshui, and saw that he was as silent as an old monk, and gasped for breath, but her nervousness was relieved a lot.

As soon as Zhao Cheng stepped into the woods, he was surrounded by three figures, and his whole body immediately felt a trace of coolness, the sound brought by breaking the air, and the sound of the wind brought by his fists and feet, Zhao Cheng already knew the route of their attack in the blink of an eye, a group of three, attacking the throat, chest, and lower abdomen, Zhao Cheng let out a low shout, the emperor's fist came up to the face, the body twisted, changed the front to the side, and the footsteps got into the middle of the two knives a little, as soon as the two realized that the knife was cut into the air, they immediately changed the cut to cut sideways and retreated. But it was too late, the emperor's fist had hit the throat of the killer in the middle, the man had not yet fallen, Zhao Cheng immediately turned his fist into a claw, grabbed the killer's neck, and pulled it in front of him, this killer immediately took Zhao Cheng's place, the two knives had silently entered his body, Zhao Cheng immediately grabbed his right hand, and the flat knife drilled into the body of the person next to him like a ghost, when the person who stabbed into his companion was still in shock, Zhao Cheng had turned his claw into an elbow, let go of the killer's throat, and the elbow hit the killer's face, with a scream, the killer fell to the ground, Zhao Cheng jumped and hid in the dense woods, there were many bushes, and Zhao Cheng crawled inside, quietly waiting for the arrival of the next prey. At this time, he had already left the place where he had killed, hiding in the thick bushes, looking back at the tent from time to time, and he knew that if he didn't kill these killers a hundred paces away, then he would have to return to the tent, after all, there were two people who had no offensive power. He watched the killer slowly walk in the direction of the tent, ignoring the person he killed, and he knew that he was going back. He slowly retreated in the direction of the tent, smirking as the killer approached the trap he had set step by step.

When Wang Shan rushed into the woods, like a rabbit cat sneaking in the bushes, he was dozens of steps away from the killer after a while, he leaned against a big tree, looking at the formation of the three helping each other and forming each other's horns, he knew that he had to succeed in one blow, otherwise he would provoke the attack of the next wave of killers in a while. He jumped up to the tree and pulled out a crooked knife, the Arabian knife, and he was going to perform the killing technique of the Arabian knife in the woods. The Arabian scimitar generally has high requirements for skill when hurting people, because the knife is meniscus-shaped, and does not require slashing, but only uses the force of the horse team to impact, and uses the force of the wrist to cut off the artery of the larynx, so that people lose their lives instantly, because the killing is done in high-speed movement, the height of the wrist and the use of knife skills are extremely critical skills. If you are not careful, you will break the scimitar and injure your wrist. So it's usually a long time to train.

Wang Shan didn't want to kill these three people too hard, so a light and agile way of killing was what he needed. He grabbed a tree vine, swinging around, until he was about ten steps away from the killer, he took a deep breath, kicked the branch, like an ape galloping away, his movement attracted the attention of others, as soon as he looked up, he saw a cold light flowing downstream, the three killers had reached two, the other had retreated, the knife in his hand danced fast, only heard a crackling sound, the vine was broken, but what about people. As soon as he turned around, a light was already running down his neck, and he saw a kind face, and the man patted him, laughed and ran up the branch, and jumped far away, and he fell to the ground with black eyes.

Wang Shan jumped on the trees, looking at the tent from time to time. He also saw that the three black shadows had already rushed towards the tent, and he looked back to see that the enemy in front of him was already moving rapidly, Wang Shan swung over the treetops, stepped on the branches, and rushed towards the three black shadows with one jump and one jump.

Zhao Cheng's footsteps moved quickly, already blocking the path of the three black shadows, holding the stones picked up from the river beach in his hand, bursting out and flying towards the three killers.

The route of the stone in Zhao Cheng's hand was very good and blocked the path of the black shadow's advance, forcing the black shadow to jump and dodge, only to hear a scream, his ambush mechanism had an effect, three people were hit in the chest, legs, and one was knocked down by a branch. Wang Shan had already floated over with vines, and as soon as he swept over the hanging man, the blood flowed down like an injection, and he saw that he could not live. Wang Shan had already jumped to the big tree closest to the tent, hiding in the treetops and quietly observing. He didn't worry about those two, because he never doubted the power of the Emperor's Fist.

Zhao Cheng shot at the moment when the two of them were hit by a tree branch, and his fists went straight out, and the punches accurately hit the front door, and the screams immediately came suddenly. He didn't stop and immediately rushed forward, his hand had already groped for the killer, and then jumped up, waiting quietly on the big tree a hundred steps away, already holding a dagger, a hidden weapon, and an antidote in his hand, he looked carefully at everything around him, the killer seemed to have retreated, he waved his hand, and the dagger was accurately nailed to a big tree next to the big tree where Wang Shan was standing, Wang Shan stayed for a while, pulled out the dagger like a cat, and slipped into the bushes.

Zhao Cheng knew that he had gone to set a trap, and with the help of the dagger, it was estimated that the next wave of killers would suffer a lot.

Zhao Cheng leaned on the treetops like an eagle, listening carefully to the movements around him. He observed from time to time, he wanted to contain the killer's activities, not let the killer break into a hundred steps, if there were too many killers close to the tent, it was estimated that Wang Shan and Zhao Cheng would be difficult to protect Xiao Ruoshui and the princess even if they had great ability. Drag it out for as long as you can, hoping to get as few people as possible to get close to the tent.

Wang Shan is not very worried about this, he knows that the tent is made of black gold silk and silk, which is doped with asbestos silk, which is fireproof, high temperature-proof, waterproof, and difficult for hidden weapons to penetrate, unless a strong bow and a hard crossbow are used, but the sound of using a bow and crossbow cannot be heard, and he can use him to make traps with peace of mind. There are really a lot of things on each killer, and he slowly searches one by one, he is also a good hunter, and with the tools of these killers, it is indeed a lot of help. Wang Shan has always walked the rivers and lakes alone, so the wild life makes him very independent, and there are a lot of things to guard against when walking alone, so he now has a helper, he is very happy, and the movements in his hands are also faster. The only goal is to kill the attacking enemies as much as possible and reduce the chance of getting injured.

A whistle sounded, and the leaves brushed and brushed, and the killers all retreated, probably missing a blow, and were gathering together, preparing for the next wave of attacks.

Will the next wave of attacks be like this? It shouldn't be sharper and more lethal than this tentative attack.