The desperate vigilance formed by walking on this underworld for many years made Na Xin immediately understand when he saw the opponent's actions: it was dangerous. But he had just turned his head, and an abrupt scream came from the outside of the team:
"Something weird!"
The voice came from the north, and Xin's complexion sank, as if the anxiety lingering in his heart finally became a reality, he had no time to greet Mr. Liu, and turned his head sternly and looked in that direction. But the carriage surrounding the periphery of the camp also blocked the sight of observation, and he had to walk over there and cross the camp.
The guards sitting by the bonfire saw the former pass by them with a gloomy face. They didn't react for a while, looked at each other for a moment, and took up their weapons and followed them one by one.
Na Xin came to the carriage and looked to the north of Qiusangze River, and couldn't help sucking in air. With the faint light of the starry night, he saw dense monsters emerging from the darkness in the north. The creature was like a thin piece of crystal, with two feet on the ground, sharp and powerful claws, and it had a long tail. The head is very small with a long beak, which looks like a ghost in the dark.
Hundreds of monsters like this are emerging from the high hills. Their target is obviously the carriage camp. The sentry on the carriage was too scared to speak when seeing this scene. He was full of shock and strangeness. There are so many haunts near Zehe.
By this time Na Xin could calm down. "Bring the musket over to the rack." Although he knew that tonight would probably be hard to escape, he wouldn't be able to sit still at this time. His opponent yelled, "Ready to fight!"
The scavengers on the underworld are mostly desperadoes. It’s normal to understand that they have lost their lives on this road to the dead. Besides, most of these people are solitary in Rosalind and have no worries. At this time, it is inevitable that there is fear in their hearts. Ann, but finally settled down under Naxin's two low growls.
So the guards took the gun with the gun, and the shield with the shield. Although their faces were not bloody, they finally organized a decent line of defense.
The scavengers on the underworld have walked on this road for decades, and finally have some experience in dealing with strange things. At least this line of defense composed of carriages is reliable in most cases.
But that was when facing a few weird heads, a monster wave composed of hundreds of weird heads, not to mention their small horse caravan, even if it swallowed a village, it was just a matter of blinking an eye.
Everyone knew in their hearts that there was no reason to survive this night, unless they could persist until dawn and wait until Rosalin's patrol cavalry arrived in this place, there would be a ray of life.
But a small group of patrolling cavalry can't save them, and they have to wait for them to call a large army across the river. Not to mention how long it takes to get to Rosalin from here, they can't survive this night alone.
The members of the team turned their minds in their hearts, and Na Xin did not go over to these people. He knew that these people may not be reliable at this juncture. If they hadn't understood in their hearts that they would never escape the weird chase, At this moment, I am afraid that some people have fled before fighting.
He suddenly heard a scream.
For a moment, he turned his head subconsciously and saw that Mr. Liu in the convoy was wiping the ancient bronze sword in his hand with a blue cloth. There was a dead body lying under his feet. It was one of his men, dark and dark. Blood was pouring from under the corpse, meandering across the sandy ground.
He saw the corpse, and then saw two tall horses not far away, his heart became clear, and he couldn't help but cursed an idiot.
I don't want to think that people who can ride such a horse in the wild can also afford it
He nodded to the other party, indicating that the other party shouldn't care. He still can't offend the Jiufeng noble for a fool. Besides, he still expects this Mr. Liu to do his best. If he can survive tonight, only this one is from Yu Jiufeng's nobleman is the only variable.
He took 10,000 steps and said that even if he wanted to escape, the opponent with the horse must be able to escape. He also hoped that if he really reached that point, the opponent could see him in the face of agreeing to take them with him.
Mr. Liu looked indifferent, and nodded to him.
Na Xin looked back, and his guards were very indifferent to the death of his colleagues. The underworld is a lawless place, where there is only a dispute between the strong and the weak, and there is no right or wrong. What's more, right now they can't even care about their own lives, and they still care about the lives of others.
Someone greedily glanced at Mr. Liu's two war horses, but his gaze fell on the latter's ancient bronze sword, and he looked back angrily.
It was a blink of an eye for the weird to cross almost a few miles of open space, not to mention that they were still condescending at the moment. Seeing the thin and abrupt figures in the darkness, the guards couldn't help but fire a few shots early.
Flames flashed in the darkness.
The light of the magic crystal powder and the burning of gunpowder spurted far away, as if a giant dragon was breathing fire. These firearms came from Hazel and Osgang. They were enclosed in a sealed crate by Jiufeng’s ship. The team was transported from a distant world—just like in the Ten Cities area, these powerful weapons that ordinary people can use are also highly sought after by mercenaries and merchants on Rosalin and the Swift Plain on the other side of the strait.
Since more than ten years ago, they have gradually flowed into the hands of black market merchants and desperadoes. Scavengers have used firearms to fight against strangers on the underworld, and have achieved good results.
But not limited to the moment.
In the area illuminated by the fire, weirdness rolled and fell to the ground, but they soon got up. The history of the use of firearms by the Hazels predates almost all kingdoms on the mainland. In the firearms of this country, front-line officers usually prohibit their soldiers from firing before the order is issued.
The Ebu Royal Guard Flintlock Regiment, who had defeated the Cruze Earth Dragon Knights in the Harlem area, used to put the enemy at fifty paces before allowing them to shoot.
But here, no one scolded those who fired in advance. Na Xin also understood that his subordinates had no literacy at all. They might be able to fight on their own, but they still have the courage to fight in this situation. Fortunately.
Fortunately, although the scavengers have no tactical literacy at all, at least their personal strength is still there. After all, there are few cowards who pull the trigger in advance. Most experienced guards still silently put the weirdness in their imagination. s position.
Then a burst of fire spurted from the side of the carriage.
The strangers also lack tactics, and their hunting methods in most areas are swarming forward. In terms of IQ alone, they are not as good as the wolves and wild dogs in the mountains. But the difference is that their strength is enough for them to complete this simple and effective attack. In the storm of steel projectiles, the front row of weirdness all fell down. Some were hit in the chest, some were hit in the head, and hit. Where the crystal burst open, forming a hole the size of a bowl.
But only a few monsters that are really hit the key will die completely, and most of them can stand up again after being hit. Only by witnessing this scene can people re-recognize this—the big ones among them. Some have the strength of gold upstream.
The Type II dragon spear used by the scavengers is in the form of three-eyed blunderbuss. When they finish shooting the first round, they turn the handle and fire the hammer again. After three consecutive waves of flames erupted, the torrent of strange formations only thinned out a faint layer.
Everyone shook hands with sweat, and looked at the rows of weirs that came to us a little bit speechless. After three rounds of shooting, we roughly estimated that there were more than ninety weirs left. On weekdays, In the final hand-to-hand battle, even if there are only one or two strange monsters left, it can often cause humans to pay casualties.
They really don't know how to fight the next battle.
At this time, someone finally started to slip away, and someone paled and dropped their weapons, and ran away behind them with their feet. Na Xin didn't look at these people either, because these people won't end up there any better than them. Unlike ordinary people, he can still remain calm at this time, his eyes are silently patrolling amidst weirdness.
For desperadoes, the calm is the majority, because most of the uncool guys have already been eliminated by the harsh living environment. Although some people left their weapons and fled, there are still a lot of people left.
Although the situation in front of him is a mortal situation, for the scavengers, they always have a sense of confidence in their hearts when holding weapons.
At this time, the strangest rushing fastest in the front had hit the carriage head-on, and in the eyes of humans, it was a silver light rushing towards the face, and then the entire carriage was torn apart, and the black crystals on the carriage were flying all over the sky and scattered on the ground.
But the human beings behind had long expected that they had given up enough space before, and at this time they swarmed up, preparing to use the human sea tactics to drag the weirdness.
This tactic is the valuable experience that the scavengers have summed up in the years of battle. The weird have no brains, like to bury their heads and rush, and will always enter the pre-set ambush circle of human beings.
But this time they miscalculated.
It's not that the strangers suddenly become smarter, but they never thought that they would encounter such a big scene.
The undead of Madara fought the weirdness on the southern side of the Dead Moon Sea. They have been losing ground for several years. The scavengers of Rosalin have mocked these skeletons more than once, believing that they were probably caused by being turned into bones. Lost his brain, so much so that it was rusted, and he couldn't even beat the same brainless weird.
But at this moment, the scavengers of Rosalin understood the dilemma encountered by the undead.
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