Chapter 373 Trapping Them to Death?
Changshan, his face grim, was poised to kill his opponent with his bow and arrow, but he didn't expect to sense danger approaching the next second. Three arrows were mercilessly aimed straight at his face.
Changshan's pupils contracted sharply, his heart leaped into his throat, and on the verge of death, he instinctively leaned back, his body almost parallel to the ground. The sharp arrow grazed the tip of his nose, the chill penetrating to his very bones.
Changshan dared not delay. He pushed off the ground with his toes and leaped several feet to the left and back. With lingering fear, he looked closely and saw that one of his brothers had been shot by a long arrow, and blood splattered everywhere.
Amidst the pristine white snow, crimson blossoms bloom, a shocking sight.
Changshan's face was ashen. He looked up and saw a tall figure, eight feet tall, standing on a high wall in the distance. His cloak fluttered behind him, and a longbow was held in front of him. The sight of him made one's heart tremble.
Amidst the howling wind and snow, this scene was so familiar that it made his heart tremble, as if he had been transported back to five years ago when he followed that person to fight on the battlefield.
In an instant, his pupils contracted sharply. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he saw that more than half of the dozen or so brothers who were charging ahead had fallen.
Ignoring the unease in his heart, he roared, "Watch out! There's a trap ahead, don't rush forward!"
But it was too late to give those instructions. Almost as soon as he spoke, he heard a loud "boom," and a "firework" exploded in the snow, instantly filling the air with smoke.
Changshan watched helplessly as more than a dozen of his brothers collapsed to the ground, unconscious, amidst the billowing smoke.
Changshan's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and roared, "You villains, you're attacking from the shadows! Brothers, listen to my command, attack their left flank!"
As Changshan finished speaking, the burly man in the snow and mist was furious. He brandished his broadsword and shouted, "Despicable villains! How dare you use underhanded tricks! Today I will tear you to pieces! Avenge my brothers!" The next second, he kicked Zhao Yuniang aside and said, "You bitch! I'll settle accounts with you after I've finished beating them."
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"That was awesome! That was so awesome!"
Chi Heng's eyes lit up as he watched the old man throw out the item. Forgetting his fear, he practically ran forward, shouting, "Grand Preceptor, do you have any more of these? Could you give me one? Just one will do!"
Never having seen poison explode like this before, Chi Heng's eyes gleamed with an alarming light.
Upon hearing this, the old man casually glanced to the side and said, "So it's you, the kid who eats and then throws up?"
Upon hearing this description, Chi Heng couldn't help but twitch his lips. If he weren't the Imperial Advisor, he would have loved to slap him.
Faced with this powerful figure, he could only force a smile: "Ahem, that was all in the past. You see, that bearded man doesn't seem to be here with good intentions. Why don't you help me out, and I'll go and greet him?"
Seeing the old man's furrowed brows and hesitant expression, Chi Heng tried to reason with him and appeal to his emotions, saying, "You see, we're a bit short-handed. And they're fighting like madmen. Just help me out and reduce our casualties, okay? How much of this stuff do you have left? I'll buy it for you!"
The old man hesitated for a moment, then threw the gourd in his hand away.
With a few loud bangs, another large number of enemy soldiers fell.
Seeing the old man's actions, Chi Heng became even more eager to try. She looked at the old man with anticipation.
Immediately afterwards, the old man spread his hands in front of him: "That's all."
Chi Heng: "!"
He gritted his teeth, swallowing back the curse that was about to escape his lips. He finally managed a forced smile: "Why didn't you say so sooner?"
The old man blinked: "Anuan only gave me these few, I'm not satisfied yet."
Seeing Chi Heng's dazed expression, the old man held up two fingers and beckoned to him: "Let me show you a way. Although I don't have any here, the waiter does. You can exchange the silver with that kid. After the exchange, give it to me as a token of respect. Is that alright?" After saying that, he patted Chi Heng on the shoulder.
Chi Heng felt the force on his shoulder and swallowed hard. Although the man was smiling, he could clearly see a threat in that smile.
He gave a dry laugh, but before he could say anything, he heard a loud "boom" from the side.
"Master! Master, please come and save me!"
"Father, save me! Please save me!"
The little boy hopped and jumped around like a rabbit, throwing things behind him as he ran, his face full of fear and terror, running incredibly fast.
However, the bandits who had been following him and trying to attack him were now either lying down, unconscious, or foaming at the mouth and convulsing on the ground.
"Hey kid, you better use it sparingly."
The old man was the first to lose his temper. His eyes widened, and he was so angry that he stomped his feet and shouted, "I don't have many packets of this medicine powder left!"
By then, Xiao Er had almost finished throwing away the explosive sleeping pills that Jiang Nuanzhi had given him, and started sprinkling the life-saving powder that the old man had given him.
Chi Heng's lips twitched, then twitched again. He held his tongue for a long time but couldn't utter a word. The next second, a long arrow whizzed past him, striking the attacker from behind. Blood splattered.
Behind him, Li Rong reminded him, "Chi Heng, what are you thinking about? Watch your side!"
Chi Heng frowned, and when she turned around again, she saw the man with a full beard already attacking with his spear.
They quickly engaged in combat with Sun Wen and Chen Shu.
Chi Heng secretly patted his chest. Hey, he's actually quite skilled.
"A bunch of cowards, thinking they're war gods just because they forged a Crimson Flame War Bow?"
The bearded man snorted coldly and thrust his spear at Chi Heng once more.
This man was indeed brave. Sun Wen and Chen Shu were both experts, but they were evenly matched with him for a while.
Chi Heng raised her eyebrows upon hearing his words.
He immediately turned around and shouted loudly at Li Rong, "Look, he's someone who recognizes the Crimson Flame War Bow!"
Li Rong subconsciously reached for the longbow in his hand. It was his old companion; he had lost it during a chase, but unexpectedly, A Nuan had retrieved it. It had been quite a while since he'd heard the name Crimson Flame War Bow.
He subconsciously glanced at the bearded man, and his pupils contracted sharply when he saw a mark behind the man's ear. He immediately withdrew his longbow, his brows furrowing tightly.
The next second, a man's voice came from behind.
"Third brother! Retreat!"
"Quick, I'll cover you!"
Changshan, wielding a long spear, broke through the encirclement to meet Big Beard.
"Big Brother." The bearded man seemed somewhat reluctant, his eyes fixed intently on Chi Heng and the others.
"We won't gain any advantage in close combat; our opponents are all highly skilled."
After retreating to a safe place, Changshan couldn't help but glance at the man on the high wall: "This person seems to have shown us mercy."
The third brother angrily said, "Is he putting on airs? Does he really think he's some kind of war god like Li Rong just because he has a bow? I think he's just not capable of shooting at me!"
As he spoke, he wiped the blood from his cheek and said coldly, "Brother! If we can't attack now, we'll starve them out! When they run out of ammunition and food, let's see what they do then."
(End of this chapter)
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