Chapter 127 Catching people who shouldn't be caught

"Brother, it seems a little bad this time. The other party's firearm is too powerful. I'm afraid we will suffer losses if we rush up like this." The living king of the will say.

"Be sure to let them see my strength!" The ghost didn't return, and went up to the city wall with the archer.

The corpses lying on the ground can be seen everywhere. The deadly ghost was not afraid, but was even more angry. Before he got on the wall, he killed so many people? Be sure to get it back!

He stood in the middle of the tower, which was condescending, and everything around him could be seen clearly. Only a few people wanted to capture his Furong Village? I don't pay much attention to myself.

"Archer, shoot the arrow, solve the front first." The ghost said.

He saw clearly that dozens of people were scattered on both sides, but in the center, dozens of people gathered together, especially one person in the middle, which was obviously a leader. Be sure to smash them to pieces!

"Archery!" The ghost said.

These archers have been so scared that their legs and stomachs tremble. So many people have been put to the ground. Obviously, the opponent is very powerful and wants to shoot with such an accurate opponent. Although they are condescending, they are not so bold.

"Shoot arrows!" The life-threatening ghost is impatient.

An archer poked out his head shiveringly and bent his bow to hit the arrow.

"Ban!" A voice came.

Before he could shoot the arrow, the bow was only half pulled, and he had fallen back and his brain flowed out.

Another shot!

"Run!" Several archers around him, who didn't know where the courage came from, disobeyed the order of the head for the first time. They were not afraid to get into the oil pan and ran down.

"Ah!" A scream came.

The archer who ran in the first one was picked up with a big knife by the living king of the plague and split it in half.

"Those who leave their posts without permission and do not respect the order, kill!" The living king of the earth said coldly.

The archers returned to the tower obediently.

The rest of the little guys also slowly came to the wall with knives and guns.

They walked very slowly, as if they knew that there was a huge trap waiting for them in front of them.

"Hurry up, whoever is the last to go to the wall is waiting to be the ghost under my sword!" The living king of the Yan's tone was solemn.

In an instant, these little guys seemed to have four feet and rushed to the wall.

"Liu Ergou, don't hide it, come out!" The living king of the will say.

Just now, at the end of the crowd, Liu Ergou had been lingering. Seeing these people running away, he hid behind a grinder instead. He just escaped from above and knew that he would die if he went up to the tower, so he didn't want to go up.

Hearing the second head of the family call his name, he knew that he had not dodge, so he had no choice but to come out. "The second head of the family, the inner hurry, the inner urgency." He said with a smile.

"The escapee, die!" The living king of the earth said to several frightened archers, "Rell the arrow!"

"No!" Liu Ergou turned around and ran into the stockade. He was safe for the time being. As for how to avoid tomorrow, it is not sure whether they can come down from the city. If you really can't do it, you can go down from the cliff.

As soon as I ran two steps, I heard a ssling sound behind me.

These guys usually have a good relationship with themselves. Why don't they know how to help themselves? Are they really shooting arrows? Liu Ergou was still lucky. As long as their hands were a little off and survived the first round of arrow rain, they would run away.

But it was just wishful thinking. There was a sharp pain on his back. Once, twice, in a blink of an eye, his back was full of arrows.

"Ah..." With a shout, he climbed down feebly and closed his eyes. Instead of dying under the enemy's fire, he died in the hands of his own people.

"Who will escape from the battle and end up the same as him!" The living king of the Lord shouted.

In extraordinary times, you have to use extraordinary means and don't be cruel. These soft eggs must have all run away.

Sure enough, the group of people obediently went to the walls on both sides, but they all lay on the ground and dared not even raise their heads.

"You, shoot arrows!" The deadly ghost pointed to an archer and said.

The archer pointed at by the deadly ghost cried with a sad face. The situation just now was already in front of him. Not to mention bowing and archery, if he just poked his head out, he would be killed by the other party. However, if he did not obey the order, he would be immediately killed by the two masters. In whose hands would he die? This is really a difficult decision.

Usually, archers always have a sense of superiority. They don't have to rush to the front line. They are much safer than those with knives and guns, but now, he would rather be an ordinary swordsman.

"Brother, this won't work." The living king of the will say.

Hearing this sentence, the archer was relieved. The second head of the family can still listen to the words of the head.

"What should I do? Just wait like this?" The life-threatening ghost felt that he was more cowardly this time. He was beaten to the door. He didn't know who it was, and he was not even allowed to take a look.

"You, take off your turban." The living king of the underlord said to the archer just now.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took off his turban.

The living king of Yan wrapped the turban on the tip of his knife in the shape of a person's head, slowly approached the stacking wall, and suddenly raised the turban on the tip of the knife.

"Ban!" Another sound.

The living king of Yan felt a shock in his arm, and there was already a smell of paste on his turban.

He put down the knife and saw that the headscarf had been pierced into a hole. A small silver-white thing was embedded in the tip of his knife. His fine steel knife was unexpectedly smashed into a small pit. Although it did not penetrate, it was amazingly powerful.

He pried up the silver-white thing, which was a little soft. It should be lead, a small lead bullet. How could it be so powerful? What's more, is the accuracy so high?

How many people's heads are not enough to consume so much.

Where did this come from? Why is it so powerful? The living king of the world was surprised.

"Brother, we are in trouble this time." The living hell king and the life-threatening ghost said.

"How do you say this?" It's not a fool that the life-threatening ghost can be the head of the family. Just now, he just asked the archer to test the other party. The living king of hell is the same as himself. I didn't expect that the other party's fire was so powerful.

"We haven't done any big business recently, and we haven't offended people, unless..." The living hell squatted on the ground and said to the deadly ghost.

"You mean, we arrested people who shouldn't have been arrested a few days ago?" The ghost asked.

"Yes, our opponents are not so strong. It is very likely that the people we caught this time have come from a lot and have been found by these people." The living king of the willy analyze.

"What should we do?"

"Two ways, first, let those people go, tell them that we have caught the wrong person, and then compensate them for some losses."

"No, no. I urged ghosts to travel around the world for so many years, even if my head fell off, I didn't do it.

The living king of the house is sad in his heart. Although his proposal is a little disgraceful, the strength in the stockade is not as good as before, and he has lost more than 20 brothers. There are only more than 50 people left. It is the time when he is the weakest time to turn war into jade and silk. It is most appropriate to understand this matter. This enemy is not good. Let it be. But it's obvious that the big head won't do this. It's too embarrassing.

"Then the second way is to escort those people to the wall, and we will use them as a cover." The living king of the will say.

"Well, this method is good, haha, let's see if they dare to shoot!" The ghost was happy: "Come on, take those people who were taken to the other day to the tower."