Chapter 138 Lingqiu is trapped 3

I only felt that the light of the sky seemed to be dark, but the sound of bow strings in Zhao Yong's ear was still echoing, and then he heard a buzzing string sound, and a burst of arrows flew out of the wall again. One bone arrow after another flew out of the guard archer's hand like beads, interweaving a continuous rain of arrows in the sky. Only long-distance killing and mutant beasts can ensure that their personnel will not be reduced.

The logistics personnel behind the archer constantly transport the bone arrows from the cottage warehouse to replenish the rapidly consuming bone arrows in the quiver; and the archers on the wall are also divided into two groups of hands, constantly replacing them back and forth to ensure sufficient fire suppression.

The physical quality of the mutant is not the same as that of the former soldiers. It is simply ridiculous, not to mention the mutant warrior who is higher than the ordinary mutant.

The archer standing on the wall has already entered the state of transformation. Although everyone's transformation is different, the power effect after the transformation is much stronger than before the transformation. The solid arm pulls the bow string more easily. Every shot brings people a sense of beauty, and every fluctuation of the bow string carries a life. This is really a mutiny martial arts, and no one can stop it.

The mutatic archer's open fingers are like a musical conductor, composing a bloody death song with the life of the mutatic beast.

The fishy red blood flowed from the wound of the mutan beast and flowed into the low-lying ground in front of the gate. The thick blood made people feel that the skin seemed to be covered with sticky blood, and even made people's breathing stagnate. Despite this, the arrow rain came from time to time, but there was no sign of any decrease in the number of mutamic herds. They are still pouring towards the cottage like a tide, and the archers are like an indefatiable machine, bending the bow and loose strings with arrows over and over again.

The road to the cottage is full of the corpses of all kinds of mutaphos. The arrows inserted on the corpse are as dense as rows of long weeds. The low-lying potholes have long been filled with the blood flowing from the muta beast. The blood overflows from the potholes and gradually converges into narrow streams along the terrain, and then gradually converges. The trend of becoming a river of blood. And the whole cottage seems to be soaked in the blood of the mutation beast, and the smell of blood is extremely depressing.

Although there are still some mutabulary beasts breaking through their outermost defense line, there is no happy expression on Xiaoqi's face. He didn't expect that the mute group would carry out such a strong attack at the beginning, and the trend did not weaken at all. If such a strong attack has been maintained, it will be a matter of time before the cottage is broken.

Although the inventory of bone arrows is still very sufficient and the lethality is also very huge; although the mutant warriors are far stronger than ordinary mutants, they are constantly resting and rotating; but under such an intensity of attack, it is impossible to maintain their physical strength.

The mutaic beasts exchange their number and lives for the physical strength of the guards. Their physical strength is squeezed out little by little, and when they are exhausted, they are defeated, and the mutaic beasts will launch a general attack at this time. Although Xiaoqi was aware of the simple tricks of these mutant beasts, he had to fall into the trap set by the mutant beasts. In the face of absolute strength and quantity, there is nothing he can do. I hope all his means and arrangements can come in handy.

Time is like a huge grinding disc, grinding away the physical strength of the defenders little by little. The archers try to cover the battlefield, so that the mutated beasts cannot make a breakthrough. However, with the passage of time, the coverage of bone arrows is gradually shrinking. As time went by, the herd also came out of the edge of the forest and kept approaching the gate, encroaching on the positions of the survivors. The front herd was about to squeeze through the range of the horse-rejection pile.

However, at this moment, Xiaoqi's feet began to shake slightly, and he saw a group of giant beasts running out of the dead forest. These mutatic beasts are about three or four meters shoulder height, which looks very similar to the cattle before the end of the world. There are some yellow markings on the black skin. I don't know if they are caused by the cattle. Unlike the scalper, there is a raised horn like a disk at the top of the head of the muted bull, and the raised horn is slightly bent forward.

After they appeared from the Death Forest, they took their strong limbs like pillars to join the regiment. At each step, their heavy bodies shook the ground gently.

When Zhao Xiaoqi saw these mutasized beasts, his head suddenly became bigger. These mutant bulls are one of the most troublesome mutant beasts in the forest. They are extremely grumpy and powerful. The hard disk horns above their heads are like the mallet of siege hammers, which can smash everything in front of them.

Zhao Xiaoqi once saw a mutatic cow beast in the early stage of the blood change. One of them broke a thick blood-sucking giant tree from the middle, and he was unharmed. If these mutasized beasts were close to the cottage, it would be a big trouble. Fortunately, the number of these mute cattle was not too large, and the cottage was only occasionally launched. It's just a few death charges.

The mutant cattle beast that had just entered the battle group was squeezed into a narrow space and immediately became restless. The impatient four hooves were planed, and the mutant beasts that were stepped on by their feet were instantly trampled into meat cakes. Two white fogs spewed out from the thick nostrils from time to time. Suddenly, the herd in front of them quickly separated to both sides like sea, and an open road appeared in the middle of the black sea of beasts, which was used to charge the muted cattle and beasts.

There was a deep cry of oxen from the forest. After hearing this sound, the mutic oxen and beasts responded with a shrout. The muscles of all the mutant cattle and beasts swelled, and their bodies became a little bigger in an instant. There were bursts of blood in their eyes, gasping for breath in their mouths, and their four hooves suddenly rose and began to charge in the direction of the cottage.

The mutant bull beasts began to run at a low speed, but their speed was increasing at a uniform speed. The speed was getting faster and faster. Occasionally, some weak mutant beasts that did not run away died under the hooves in an instant. When they passed, there were only stilled blood skins on the ground, and the flesh and bones were tightly compressed together by the heavy weight of the mutatic cow beast.

Although the distance between the mutant cattle and beasts is still far away, Zhao Yong has already felt the shaking of the wall under his feet. The neat team of the mutant bull beast came straight into the main door of the cottage like a sharp knife. The breath of the cattle and beasts converged above their running. Finally, it seemed to converge into a huge bull beast, emitting unparalleled pressure. As the herd of beasts rushed to the cottage, it seemed that the gate would smash the next moment.

The mutated warriors on the wall looked a little pale. Unexpectedly, the momentum of these mutated cattle beasts was better and magnificent than the cavalry in ancient times. The mute cattle and beasts are running faster and faster. The smoke and dust raised by the four hoofs covered the sky and the sun, and for a time, the yellow sand was all over the sky on the battlefield.

And the change is not only that. Just as the yellow sand rose, Xiaoqi heard the crackling sound from the air, and a huge shadow appeared on the ground. He looked up and found that countless muted birds were flying over the forest of death at this time. These muted birds flew to the cottage, and their open wings covered the whole sky like a huge black cloud without revealing a trace of light.

Seeing such an apocalyptic scene, an archer beside Xiaoqi's face turned pale, and his fingers were disobedient. The white bone bow in his hand fell to the ground with a click. This time it seemed to be more and less auspicious.

How can such a position enable them to escape from such a siege? Not only the archer, but everyone in the cottage was stunned. Most people had a hysterical despair in their hearts, and there was only the idea of escaping.

"What are you afraid of! After the end of the world, we can all persist in surviving, and what else can defeat us? At that time, when the end of the world happened, no one thought that they could escape the disaster, but now everyone is standing here well. As long as we work together, we will definitely get through this difficulty.

A heavy voice echoed throughout Zhao's cottage, and Zhao Mu stood high on the wall and said firmly. Hearing the patriarch's voice, everyone was a little worried about what Zhao Mu had just said. He was right. Now only by working together can we get through this difficult situation.

Zhao Mu stretched out his foot and hooked it, and the bone bow that fell to the ground was thrown into the air. Zhao Mu held the bow that fell from the air in one hand, and pulled out a bone arrow from the quiver on his back with the other hand, twisted the feather tail with three fingers, and pulled the full moon.

Only a swish was heard, and the bone arrow broke out of the air, and then saw a huge dark shadow falling from the sky. Everyone quickly spread aside, and the fallen shadow was actually two mutaphary eagles with a huge blood-changing realm. They were directly through the throat by an arrow, and Zhao Mu carved two arrows to determine morale.

Seeing such a fierce patriarch, everyone's morale was instantly mobilized, and the unprecedented desire to survive broke out. They had the idea of escaping. All the people who were united must stick to every inch of the cottage.

The mutant bull beasts that came from afar have entered the range of the archer. As soon as the little seven hands were raised, a rain of arrows flew out from the side, but these mutant cattle beasts were rough and thick. Except for a small number of bone arrows hitting the mouth and nose of the cow beast, causing some minor damage, most of the bone arrows shot were hardened by them. The animal skin bounced away without causing any damage.

A mutaic bull hit the horse stake full of the corpse of the muta mater beast and knocked the muta mater horse pile out of the ground. A flat avenue was paved behind the mutaic cow herd, and countless mutaic beasts closely followed the cattle.

If there is no way to stop them, the herd will immediately come to the city, but Zhao Yong saw Xiao Qi's resolute look, as if he had already been in his chest.

Zhao Xiaoqi crossed his hands on the top of his head and made a few gestures. Zhao Yong heard a continuous sound behind him. He looked back and found that the roof of the row of houses closest to the gate had been torn down, and a black wooden instrument appeared in front of him, which looked like a catapling machine. The villagers placed one shell after another in the catapling basket. Their arms shook the joystick next to the machine, pulled and loosened, and shells flew from the catapher one after another. It shot out and landed on the road of the mutable bull beast forward and behind.