He roughly estimated that there were at least 50 people here, and if they really got into close combat...

With one person on the other side wielding a knife, the nine men on our side would also perish here.

As soon as he finished speaking, the natives opposite him, holding bows and arrows, had already drawn their bows.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

More than a dozen arrows came at them from all directions.

Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu were alright; their opponents were using wooden bows, and the arrows weren't fired very fast. They could temporarily defend themselves thanks to their reflexes honed through years of martial arts training.

The others weren't so lucky; even though they ducked down in time, they were still hit by arrows.

Ye Feng lowered his head, shielding Salla in front of him. Fu Changxiong, in turn, shielded Ye Feng with his back, blocking the arrows...

After one round, the group quickly darted behind the tree trunks.

None of them screamed, because most of the arrow wounds were to their backpacks.

Even if they were hit on the body, it would be on their back, and their backs were protected by fish scale armor, which ordinary wooden bows could not penetrate.

Liu Sisi pulled the arrows from her backpack, just as she was about to nock her bow and return fire...

But when I accidentally touched the arrowhead, it felt noticeably damp...

She quickly shouted a reminder to everyone...

"Watch out! The arrowhead is poisoned!"

Hearing this, everyone became even more cautious and dared not use their bodies to shield themselves from arrows.

They drew their bows and began their counterattack...

The natives weren't stupid either; those who had rushed forward with their props either lay down on the spot or hid behind trees.

The sound of arrows whistling through the air and screams echoed through the forest.

The natives clearly underestimated the speed and power of modern bows and arrows; several natives who were slow to take cover were pierced through by arrows and fell straight to the ground.

This sudden battle left Ye Feng and his companions completely dumbfounded...

When did these guys get here?

While dodging the arrows coming from all directions, Ye Feng observed the situation.

The indigenous people were standing in scattered positions, presumably trying to encircle and swallow them up.

They clearly came prepared...

Moreover, the opponent was disguised, showed a certain level of combat awareness, and coordinated their actions effectively.

"Could it be that they were the ones fighting Lia?"

Ye Feng and his companions were in a sorry state because there were just too many people on the other side; they were so densely packed that you could see figures everywhere you looked.

If this continues, allowing them to gradually shrink the encirclement, it will eventually turn into a large-scale close-quarters combat scene.

By then, none of them will survive.

In his panic, he caught a glimpse of a gap behind him...

"Shields! Everyone, step back!"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Pengfei and Fu Changxiong, who couldn't shoot arrows, each grabbed a backpack and stood in front of the crowd.

The others quickly hid behind them, forming two rows, with their backpacks slung over their chests, and backed away sideways.

The bowstring was almost smoking from their tautness...

Although they were few in number, the suppressive power of modern bows was far superior to that of primitive wooden bows.

Ye Feng's compound bow, in particular, is most suitable for this kind of ranged combat.

“Sisi and Dawei will shoot the archers with me, while the others will deal with the approaching natives.”

Ye Feng knew all too well that it was easy to dodge a spear in the open but difficult to guard against an arrow in the dark, and these poisoned arrows were the most dangerous.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Pengwu and the others immediately began to search for their targets.

Before long, the dozen or so indigenous archers with bows were reduced to less than 10.

They seemed terrified... they could only hide in the grass and tree trunks, and dared not show their faces for a long time.

Those natives who tried to get close were also shot down and could not advance an inch.

Seeing how brave Ye Feng and the others were, Dato, who was hiding in the crowd, was horrified.

So far in the battle, not a single enemy has been injured, while we have lost about ten of our men.

"This is unbelievable! Just who are these Han Chinese from the East? How come they're so powerful?"

Dato dared not continue; if he kept pushing forward like this...

Even if they win, the bounty hunter team they've painstakingly built up will likely be wiped out.

Since the goal has already been achieved, there's no need to make any unnecessary sacrifices.

He suddenly whistled, and his men indeed lay down on the spot, ceasing their pursuit.

Ye Feng and the others quickly took this opportunity to retreat...

"Brother Feng, they're probably here to capture Salla, right? Or are they seeking revenge for those compatriots they lost that day?"

Liu Sisi is still wondering about the purpose of these natives.

Ye Feng was more worried about Liya. It seemed that these people were responsible for Liya's disappearance.

"Perhaps it's both. Anyway, since they dared to attack us, they are our enemies."

"Monk, where did they chase them to?"

Zhan Pengwu turned around and looked at the scene, his expression filled with confusion...

"That's strange, they seem to be walking very slowly. Are they scared of us?"

"Hmm?" Ye Feng slowed his pace and turned around to look...

They discovered that the locals were following behind at a leisurely pace, showing no sign of urgency whatsoever.

The battle lasted less than three minutes, and the other side lost about ten men.

It could be explained by being scared, but Ye Feng felt that something was not right.

The enemy sent so many people, and they deliberately set up an ambush to surround me. They opened fire as soon as we met, and the arrows were even coated with poison. Wasn't their goal to kill me?

But their people have blocked everything, so why would they leave themselves a way out? Why aren't they in a hurry at all now?

Thinking of this, two figures suddenly popped into Ye Feng's mind.

Bai Ying and Zhang Tiannan...

They hadn't shown themselves for a while, but now this large group of natives had inexplicably appeared and ambushed them.

How could these indigenous people have known they were going to take this route?

"not good!"

A sense of foreboding immediately rose in Ye Feng's heart, and he stopped in his tracks...

"We've fallen for their trap! This road also has..."

"ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhan Pengfei, who was running at the front, suddenly lost his balance and stepped into a lasso trap...

His ankles were tightly bound, and his entire body lay on the ground, being dragged forward through the grass, trampling down a patch of green grass.

However, Tang Weiwei reacted quickly, lunging forward and grabbing Zhan Pengfei's armpits with both hands, which reduced the gliding speed considerably.

But just as he was about to draw his knife to cut the vine, the two of them suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness.

A large pit had inexplicably appeared on what was once a flat meadow, and inside the pit were countless sharp wooden splinters...

"ah!..."

Just as the two were about to fall, their bodies suddenly became suspended in mid-air...