Chapter 564 City of Dark Night

The shrub under the beech bush rang for a while, and suddenly stopped again. In the boundless dark night, someone suddenly whispered, "Zhong Hu, we have been close to the station of the Iron Blade Legion. According to the order of the adults, just figure out their outer patrol route. Don't act rashly."

The soldier named Zhong Hu snorted: "Your excellency is also careful. With our twelve people, we will destroy the patrol of the Iron Blade Legion and make sure that they don't even have time to fart.

"Hit!" The man shouted in a cold voice, "Our 10,000 troops ambushed for three days for this moment. If you break the big plan of the adults, the three dangerous people can't kill you, and the adults can't kill you?"

Zhong Hu hummed for a long time and said, "Forget it, mother, let's touch 300 feet forward!"

At this time, I suddenly heard the nasal sound of the war horse in front of me, and the dull horse's hoofs sounded slowly in the forest. Zhong Hu said in a low voice, "Abandon the horse, the wood system ambushes the trees, and the earth system digs the ground to hide!"

Twelve soldiers hid their bodies one after another, and their hands were mysterious and fast, and all of them were masters of elements!

After waiting for a while, there was a faint flash of fire in the forest. After a while, more than 30 horses came slowly. Immediately, the soldier was dressed in black leather armor, and his head covered his whole face, only two cold eyes were exposed, and even the part of his mouth only showed three horizontal lines as cracks. Each person in his hand carried a nine-foot-long spear, which was cut down from the naturally growing giant thorns. With a little polishing, it became a spear.

"It's the spear knight of Bodu." Zhong Hu whispered.

An old soldier next to him stared at him fiercely, and Zhong Hu hurriedly shut up.

The group of Jingmao knights came over laughing all the way. It seemed that they were extremely relaxed. A lieutenant-like man in the middle of the team shouted, "He's mother is cheering up. The night is still long, and it's still early to go to bed. In front is the station of the Iron Blade Legion. Be careful of being attacked across the border.

"To cross the line?" One of the soldiers said angrily, "Which inch of this 500 miles is not the land of our Gaoxin remnants?" The three fucking people are stationed here. Is this theirs? Do you know that my grandfather fought against the Qingyang tribe here to protect his home and died bravely? Now, the body is buried in the ground three hundred feet away from you!"

"Zha Si, are all the warriors of our Goxin family coward except you?" The man said coldly, "The clan has already had a big plan and endured a moment of humiliation. This time, he will definitely completely annihilate these golden thieves!" If you have ruined the king's big plan, I think you are a hero or a reckless man in the eyes of the clan!"

"Ha, whether Zha Si is a reckless man or not, everyone in the clan knows--" More than a dozen soldiers laughed together.

"Huh--" Suddenly, a Jingmao warrior shouted, "I feel the breath of the war horse... There is an ambush!"

Everyone scared, put out the torch, held the spear and shield, and was on guard.

After all, the group of hidden soldiers have experienced a hundred battles. The captain did not speak, and no one moved, but cold sweat oozed on his forehead - if the other party found their hiding place, a round of bows and arrows, I'm afraid the whole army would be destroyed.

The Jingmao warriors were on guard for a long time. Seeing that there was no movement, they were surprised. They sent two people to the forest to check. Sure enough, they saw twelve war horses strangled their mouths with thorns, sealed their bodies by elemental forces, and hidden in a bushes. But there is no one.

"What's going on?" The Jingmao warriors became strange and guessed one after another. Finally, they came to the conclusion that the soldiers who had the Iron Blade Legion passed by and saw themselves coming. They were so scared that they fled and even left their horses.

"However, the Iron Blade Legion is said to be all gold people. How can they seal the horses with earth elemental power?" One person is strange.

"Who said they didn't know the earth element?" Another person hummed, "Over the years, many Yanhuang traitors have defected to the Third Crisis."

Zhong Hu, who almost melted into the branches on the tree, quietly wiped a cold sweat and said secretly, "Fortunately, this group of soldiers are stuffed with shit in their brains, otherwise it will ruin the big things of adults."

"All right!" A Jingmao warrior's eyebrows fluttered, "Let's take this group of trophies back to see the clan. In this way, we said that even Shaoqiu was among them. As soon as we heard our voice from afar, we were so scared that we ran away. Hey, not only is it a great achievement, but it can also avoid the pain of night patrol.

Other soldiers echoed one after another, and everyone laughed, pulled the war horse out of the forest and was about to leave.

The twelve masters lurking secretly were dumbfounded: What should I do? Did you watch people take away their mounts? It's still fifty or sixty miles away from your own camp...

Grab it back? Or put up with it? Everyone struggled in their hearts.

Before I knew it in my mind, suddenly there was a bang, and then I heard a spear warrior screaming, with an arrowhead stuck in his forehead! He threw the spear, turned over and fell down.

For a moment, the minds of Zhong Hu and others were blank.

But it was too late to think about it. When the Jingmao warrior knew that he had encountered an attack, he jumped off the horse one after another, with bows and arrows in his hands, and shot into the beech willow forest one after another, and the sound was endless. Zhong Hu and others also risked their lives. Since they took action first, they would never stop killing them all and destroying their corpses!

Twelve soldiers shared this idea. For a moment, bows and arrows were like rain in the dense forest in the dark night, screaming endlessly. Zhonghu shot more than 20 arrows in an instant. While shooting, he dodged. With each arrow, his body changed its orientation under the soil and moved like a ghost in the dense forest. These twelve people were the elite of the army. The patrol team dealing with 30 people was like killing chickens with a knife, but the screams sounded, and in an in an inn'sss moment, they almost killed the group of thorn warriors.

In an instant, only the Jingmao warrior named Zha Si stood in the pile of corpses trembling and shouted, "Who are you?"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen dark figures slowly appeared between the leaves and under the soil layer, with black patterns on their faces and long black bows in their hands. Even the bronze arrowheads were painted with a layer of black paint. The dark night was dark, like ghosts and gods in the dark night.

"Three days later, when you and Xiong Jisheng meet underground, ask him again!" The leader smiled, and the bow in his hand was tight.

Zha Si's face was miserable. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly heard a slight click sound. In the dense forest behind him, suddenly there was a great light, and the dense arrowheads shot in, and the radius was shrouded in it! The fierce sound of breaking the wind almost shattered the surrounding air and made a harsh hiss...

Poof... After almost the same muffled sound, the bodies of the twelve warriors were shot through almost at the same time, and countless arrows wrapped in long blood arrows passed through the body and shot into the ground behind them!

The arrows are like a storm, coming suddenly and suddenly. There is a dead silence around.

The twelve soldiers who were hit by the arrow didn't seem to expect that death would come so suddenly. They stood up one by one and tried to look up to see how many people were ambushed to shoot themselves behind Zha Si. Their eyes only saw Za Si's shoulder, so they could no longer raise their heads and fell to the ground.

In the dark, thick dust is rolled up, and at the same time, a piece of soil is rolled up. Under such a terrible shooting, the soldier named Zhong Hu did not die. He rose up and broke through the ground and got in. Then he cracked out ten feet away and drilled into the dense forest. He jumped on the tree and floated to another tree. He jumped with the branches. He only heard the hissing of arrows in his ears, and he didn't even dare to go back, and he fell far into the depths of the dense forest.

This short round of shooting was extremely tragic. Forty bodies on the ground were crooked and unbearable.

At this time, Zha Si knew that he slowly turned around and looked at the dense forest behind him.

"Did the clan send someone to pick us up?" An idea turned in his mind, and then he felt a pain in his forehead. He seemed to feel the sound of a broken skull in his body - a short arrow stuck in his forehead.

At the moment of death, he seemed to see two figures jumping down from a huge beech tree, one with long silver hair and the other with a wooden expression, carrying a huge wooden box behind his back...