late at night.

Full moon and sky.

In a dense forest.

The moonlight passed through the gaps of leaves, like a sieve filtering the strands. Stars fell into the forest and among the spots, and a carriage could be seen quietly parked under the tree. Around the carriage, several Western Dayuan horses were parked.

There were also six strong men who were leaning against the carriage and closed their eyes to rest.

A gust of cold wind blew, rolling the rustling sound of friction between the rise and fall of the dead leaves on the ground.

The six men opened their eyes at the same time, all with sharp eyes, like cold electricity.

The man leaning against the back of the carriage towards the wind said, "Everyone, I have murderous aura."

The man leaning against his left carriage whispered: "Hu Ke, we know, but we don't know who the passerby wants to attack us. Everyone must be careful. The prince is seriously injured and should not act. Therefore, it is important to protect the prince."

"Zunkong said."

"So, once we fight, Zunkong, Hu Ke, and Bada, you three are responsible for protecting the prince, and the others are left to us."

"Okay, that's it."

Obviously, these six strong men are the six relatives and guards around Prince Wuda: Bada, Zunkong, Hu Ke, Beitai, Kuansu, Xinhe.

The people lying in the carriage are naturally their Prince Uda.

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Princess Princess...

Zun Kong's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "It's a crossbow!"

Beitai scolded: "Damn it, where did the crossbow come from?"

Swallow, swish, swish, swish, swish!

Swallow, swish, swish, swish, swish!

Swallowing...

A sharp sound of wind broke through the peaceful night sky, but countless arrows were shot from all directions. In the brunt of the horses parked around the carriage, the harsh and bitter stern amid the "puff" sound, falling down one after another.

The six relatives guards did not dare to leave the carriage for half a step, so they could only dance their swords and block them hard.

Dingding Dingding Dingding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Dingding Dingding Dingding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Dingding dingding dingding dingding dingding!

...

However, the arrows on the crossbow are mechanically operated, and can be used at one time, which is more powerful than ordinary bows and arrows!

Even though Zun Kongbada and others were all good martial arts players, they were bound to protect Prince Wuda, but they were bound to limit their mobility and lower their combat effectiveness. Therefore, when the first round just went to the second round and arrived, Beitai groaned, but he was shot in the shoulder. It happened that the arm holding the knife was pushed and hit hard on the wall of the carriage by the extremely powerful penetrating force. The carriage trembled violently and was almost knocked over by him.

Qiansu next to him shouted, "What's wrong with Beitai!"

"No - things... giggle..." Beitai's gesture, which was injured by the arrow, eased slightly, and the door opened, and seven or eight sharp arrows pierced through his body and nailed him to the wall of the car. One of them penetrated his throat and blocked his words.

"Ah!" Qian Su Hu's eyes were red, as if he was about to spit out fire. He waved the sword in his hand wildly and took steps. He obviously wanted to run out and fight against the crossbowman hiding in the forest!

Zunkong shouted: "Can Su, don't be confused!"

However, it was too late after all, and Kuan Su Gang shouted: "I want to report to Beitai..."

Before the word "吉" was released, he was shot in a flash of arrows and staggered. In the blink of an eye, he was caught by several arrows. His whole person was arched backwards by the huge force of the arrow, hit the carriage, and fell to the ground, and he was unable to move and could not survive.

"Qiansu! Bastard!" Hu Ke, who had always been in pairs with Kuansu, had his eyes split into tears, but he did not dare to act rashly and rushed out to Zhu Houchen.

The four left were Zunkong, Bada, Hu Ke, and Xinhe, each occupying one side of the carriage, fighting for the spirit and striving to resist.

Perhaps, because they have fully realized the terribleness of their opponents, they dare not be disrespectful, and for a moment, they can barely support them.

In the carriage, a desolate sigh of heroic desolation suddenly sounded, and then the voice of Prince Wuda: "I'm asking for my life, it has nothing to do with you, you all go."

Zunkong said: "Master, we have been following you for a day, and we will be following you for the rest of our lives."

Ba replied, "Zunkong is right, sir."

Prince Wuda said softly: "What makes me most regretful is that I agree to be a matchmaker for Hu Ke, but Hu Ke Kong is happy."

Hu Ke replied, "Master, I have already gotten along with her, and I am very satisfied."

Prince Wuda laughed and scolded: "Oh, I can't tell, you are very quick to take action, you are not honest."

Hu Ke smiled and said, "I am impressed by my side. If I haven't learned anything, wouldn't I be sorry for you? Hum..."

Several people including Prince Uda were immediately shocked, and Zunkong said: "Hu Ke, you!"

Prince Wuda couldn't help but say, "Hu Ke!"

Hu Ke was obviously injured and bitten and said, "It's okay, it's just an arrow in his thigh, huh--"

Everyone's hearts sank. Didn't Kuan Su just hit an arrow in the leg at first and then was shot to death?

However, Hu Ke was really fine. At least, he could continue to speak: "Strange, I didn't continue to come here!"

Everyone dared not listen carefully, but since Hu Ke said so, it must be true.

Then, the arrows of Xinhe also stopped, and then the Bada side also stopped.

Ba replied, "What's going on?"

Only Zunkong's side was still arrows like rain. When he was wondering how these bastards were unfair to him, he suddenly heard a loud shout from the forest ahead: "Who is your friend? Why are you wading into this muddy water? Ah!"

With a tragic sound of his voice across the night sky, the arrows stopped.

Then, everything returned to its original silence. If it weren't for Beitai's body hanging on the wall of the carriage and the Qiansu corpse lying on the ground, it would be easy to believe that just now, it was just a collective hallucination.

Zunkong and the other four were still leaning their backs around the carriage and did not dare to walk away.

Prince Wuda said, "It seems that someone helped us kill all the crossbowmen."

Zunkong said: "Master, are you sure?"

Bada, as if he was so soft that he was wearing off his back, panting like a cow, and said, "My dear, although he doesn't know how good these crossbowmen are, there should be at least fifty or sixty in all directions. Even if he stands and doesn't move, it will take some time. Besides, killing so many people, but there is no movement of struggle and fighting. Who can do it?"

Prince Uda said softly: "It's not that they don't want to struggle and resist, but that they are killed in an instant before they have time to struggle and resist."

He paused slightly and said quietly: "There are always people in this world that can be done. You can take a break first, and then check around to see if there are any horses. You can't carry me to the north of the desert."

Of course not.

After resting for a while, Zunkong said, "Bada, you are here looking at Hu Ke and the Prince, I will go out to see Xinhe and I."

Xinhe said: "Okay."

So Zunkong and Bada moved slowly and carefully and walked outwards. In order to take care of each other, they did not dare to separate and walked forward together.

After a while, they saw a scene that made them feel the bone marrow shudder. But there were more than ten corpses lying among the bushes, and there were even headless bodies hanging on the tree. Blood dripping from the neck cavity fell to the ground with blood dripping on the soft grass. On the soft grass, more than ten heads were rolled down. Yes, the heads of all the crossbowmen were broken, but there were no regular cracks at the fracture of the neck cavity, which was definitely not cut off like sharp weapons such as swords, but it was more similar to being torn off by bare hands!

Zunkong and Bada took a breath, and a cool feeling rose from their backs. They looked at each other, and both saw overflowing fear in each other's eyes!

The corpse was still holding the crossbow tightly in his hand. It was obvious that even though the neck of the friend beside him was torn off, they were still working on their work without any awareness.

Seeing this, although they were quite scared, they also comforted them. After all, for them, no matter who killed them, they were the biggest beneficiaries.

After spending half a meal, they arrived at the last place where the man screamed. In the seven or eight melon-shaped heads, they found someone they were familiar with. They immediately blurted out: "Miao Qin!?"

Zunkong said, "It's him!"

Ba replied, "How could it be him? Isn't he the same front with our master?"

Zunkong sneered and said, "A front? Can't you still see where these crossbows came from?"

Ba replied, "Maybe elsewhere..."

Zunkong said coldly: "I recalled carefully. There were fifty-six crossbowmen in total. In other words, they had at least fifty-six crossbows on their hands, fifty-six. Do you think a few could borrow them from somewhere?"

Bada said in a daze: "You mean, the crossbow is from the hand of Nayaqin. Baohu?"

Zunkong said, "I didn't say anything, go and talk to you when I go back."

Ba replied: "Aren't you still looking for any horses around you?"

Zunkong said, "Don't look for it. Just now, I heard some horses gasping and stepping on the south side. They should be staying there."

Ba replied, "Why didn't I hear it just now?"

Zunkong did not answer.

In fact, there is no need to answer. Whether it is psychological antibodies or the deep internal strength, Zunkong is definitely half better than Bada.

***

"Fifty-six crossbows, Miao Qin?"

Prince Uda just said one sentence and fell into deep silence.

After a while, he sighed softly and said, "In order to confuse some people, I told you to turn a direction, but I didn't expect it to be a misunderstanding. Perhaps, it is not an exaggeration to be so careful at such a time, but hasn't it been a long time since friendship? How can I not trust me anymore?"

Zunkong and others did not answer, and they all took the sword and dug a deep earth pit under the tree, buried the Beitai and Kuansucao, and finally set a mark to wait for a grand funeral to be found in the future.

The four men, with iron-clad hearts, shed tears at this moment.

As for those crossbowmen, including Miao Qin, a Miao family with prominent identities in the eight hidden families, they ignored them.

Prince Wuda did not force them. Even if he said from some perspective that he could forgive Miao Qin and others, these were all murderers who killed their friends. It was their great kindness to not tear them apart, so there was no need to force their bottom line to be infinitely lowered. If they did that, it would be unfair to them.

Prince Uda sighed softly and said, "Take the horse over and set off on the road."

Zunkong stretched out his hand and wiped his tears, whispering: "Yes, my lord."

Prince Wuda said softly: "The world is so cruel. Perhaps there are heroes who indulge in the sword and revenge on the sword. But sometimes, when blood drips on the sword blade shows our heroes, we cry in our hearts. These are hero tears, helpless tears..."
Chapter completed!