“Who would know after he died?” said Prince Yong.
"Quick, pick up the bow and arrows." Mo Qin threw away the black-clad man's head, pulled the quiver from his back and carried it on his own, then continued to kill the next man.
The soldiers were fighting desperately for weapons and killing people. It was a team operation, with some people protecting others and others killing, like a meat grinder.
However, there were too many men in black, so they still suffered heavy losses, but their gains were also substantial.
In less than half an hour, they had collected quite a few arrows. With arrows, they could use the crossbow they were carrying.
Fortunately, when the crossbow was modified, it seems that this aspect was taken into account, so the crossbow can also use arrows from ordinary bows.
"Boss, we have twenty-four men left," Wang Tieniu reported.
"Bury the brothers and mark the spot. They'll come back to collect the bodies later."
The position was moved forward by one mile, which greatly increased the usable space and made the enemy's encirclement relatively weaker.
After reconnaissance, Mo Qin reported to Prince Yong: "Your Highness, there is a deeper forest to the northwest. I believe it will be easier to shake them off to the northwest."
"Go from the northwest." Prince Yong had complete faith in Mo Qin's judgment; he was like a born general, with exceptional command and decision-making abilities.
Only Zhao Shu knew that in his previous life, Mo Qin was a famous general from a humble background.
After determining the direction, Mochin and Fu Bo concentrated their forces and launched a fierce attack on the enemy in the northwest.
They finally broke through an opening and, with Yongwang and Sun Yun in tow, ventured deeper into the primeval forest.
The forest was large and dense, and no one had entered it for many years. I ran desperately through the forest for a day and a night, and after only a few short rests, I was almost exhausted. Finally, I rushed into the deepest part of the forest. The fog was thick, the towering trees blocked out the sun, and the forest was quiet, like a place of death.
Finally, they got rid of the men in black, but more than half of the surviving soldiers were gone, leaving very few usable men.
Sun Yun was not skilled in martial arts and was a woman. She was almost dead, but with amazing perseverance, she managed not to hold anyone back.
After Mochin announced that she had shaken off her pursuers, she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
"The ground is cold, build a treehouse," Prince Yong ordered. He himself was also exhausted, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he was so thin that he was skin and bones.
Having received the instructions, the group quickly built a simple treehouse. Ma An washed Sun Yun, but found that her clothes were already tattered. Prince Yong then took off his own outer garment, which was not in good condition but much better than Sun Yun's, and draped it over her.
"Your Highness, it seems we've stumbled into someone's headquarters." Mo Qin, still uneasy, returned from another reconnaissance mission and reported this gravely.
Prince Yong frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
"It's an iron mine, and someone is smelting weapons here." He even suspected that he was able to escape the pursuit because of this secret weapons workshop. If that were the case, then the hope of getting out alive would be slim.
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