The makeshift camp was a cave, and outside the cave, a hurried sound of horses' hooves sounded.

Several people in the cave immediately extinguished the fire, grabbed their swords, and scattered, watching out on guard.

The familiar ringtone came into their ears, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it was a ghost crying. He galloped on a big black horse and joined the crowd.

Earlier, he and the Red Fairy had dragged down the Yeti and the Witch Warriors. Later, the big black horse came to answer, and with the help of the big black horse's foot, he successfully got rid of the pursuers.

As soon as the ghost cried off the horse, the crowd immediately greeted him. The red fairy showed his original form, threw himself into Nangong's arms, and cried: "It's terrible, it's terrible just now, those arrows are so big, they swish and fall from the sky, as long as you accidentally hit an arrow, people's lives will be gone, woo woo woo woo ......"

"That's dangerous. Nangong's tone was full of worry, the red fairy cracked her mouth and snickered, Nangong's worry made her heart sweet. Then, Nangong naturally pushed her away, passed by her, grabbed the ghost and cried and looked up and down, and his tone was worried and disgusted: "Promise me, don't do such a dangerous thing next time, okay?"

"Okay!" the ghost cried and agreed, but Nangong knew in her heart that this was just to comfort her.

The red fairy was dumbfounded, no, shouldn't you comfort me?

"Master. Da Lang suddenly shouted: "Good news, Big Mouth seems to be eyeing an important person." ”

......

At the other end, in the woods to the east, the battle between the Terrans and the Witches has come to an end for the time being.

Both sides suffered losses, and after the Terrans withdrew from the range of the Wu shooters, both sides tacitly stopped.

The Wu archers can't enter the woods at will, otherwise they will lose their vision and flexibility, and the human race is not willing to fight anymore, the Wu Clan's arrows are too terrible, as long as the arrow is hit, the disease will be gone directly, where are you willing to fight.

The Wu clan did not dare to chase, and the human race naturally retreated calmly, and on the other side of the woods, there were a large number of war horses. After riding the war horse, they quickly retreated, and at this time, even if the Wu clan chased them, they were not afraid.

The ancient snake witch sighed, he wanted to chase, but the time and place were not on his side, and he really didn't allow it, so he had to gather the army and retreat slowly.

Retreat to the Linbian barracks and inspect it, which can be described as a heavy loss.

A large amount of hard-cut timber was burned, and the casualties of the Wu and Yeti reached more than 4,000 in total.

Among them, 800 Wu people were lightly wounded, 500 were seriously injured, 600 died, and among the 600 people who died, there were 200 warriors, while other injuries such as abrasions and minor scratches were not counted, and more than 100 people who were separated have not been counted, which can be described as heavy losses.

Fortunately, the Yeti are a branch of the Terrans, with a short lifespan but strong reproductive ability, and the reason why the population cannot go up is entirely because of the harsh environment and the high mortality rate.

The Wu Clan, on the other hand, has a population similar to that of a Yeti, but they can't afford to lose anything at all.

The Wu clan's ability to reproduce is not so strong, and a couple can give birth to a child in a few hundred years. Moreover, this child will not be considered an adult until he is fifty years old, and the death and injury are like this, which makes the ancient snake witch feel extremely distressed.

On the Terran side, the army also retreated to a camp outside the city. Then, rest for rest, recuperate for wounded.

In the main camp, Ma Rufeng listened to the report of the master of the army, and his already black face became even darker.

There were 500 minor injuries, 300 serious injuries, and as many as 1,000 dead or separated, among the dead or separated, there was even a thousand generals and fifteen Taoist masters.

"General, the Tiger Daoist asks to see you. ”

Ma Rufeng frowned, and then said, "Let him come in." ”

The Tiger Daoist walked in with an iron rod, and Ma Rufeng sneered: "Why, the Taoist came to see Ma's jokes." ”

"I don't have time to laugh at you. The Tiger Daoist said in a deep voice: "One of my two relatives and apprentices is dead and the other is missing, how can I be in that mood." ”

Ma Rufeng continued to sneer: "So, the Dao Leader is here to blame me, and blame me for not listening to you at the time?"

"The matter has passed, what's the use of blaming you? What's more, you did a good job, although we didn't make a big profit, it wasn't too much of a loss, and there were follow-up plans, so we still made money. I'm here to talk to you about some things about the Wu Clan's archers, the Wu Clan Shooters have become a big problem, if you can't find a way to crack it, you will definitely be frustrated everywhere when you meet on the battlefield in the future. ”

Ma Rufeng was stunned, the sneer on his face disappeared, he suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a slap, there were more red slap marks on his cheeks in a crisp sound, his eyes regained his calm, and he looked at the Tiger Daoist with a lot of admiration: "Thank you Daoist for mentioning a little bit like the wind, this time I was frustrated like the wind and almost lost my mind." ”

......

In the early morning of the second day, it began to rain hazy again, like a light veil, covering the earth.

The Ancient Snake Witch temporarily stabilized the situation in the eastern forest camp, leaving the army to guard, and hurried to the side of the Chinese army's camp with only thirteen warriors and twenty snowmen.

As he walked, the Ancient Snake Witch suddenly stopped and said, "Pay attention, I feel that we seem to be being targeted by something." ”

Thirteen warriors and twenty snowmen cheered up at the same time, vigilantly observing their surroundings. At this time, no one refuted the ancient snake wizard, whether his instincts were right or not, as their superiors or masters, they should obey his orders.

Warrior Arrow has the highest status among all warriors, he is more than four hundred years old, one foot and two tall, his back is slightly rickety, and he is obviously starting to decline. But his superb skills made up for his physical shortcomings, making him still the strongest of the group of warriors, and with his rich experience, he was undoubtedly the deputy of the Ancient Snake Great Witch.

Therefore, while everyone was silent, the warrior Ah Luo came to the side of the ancient snake witch and asked, "Since there is danger, why don't we retreat?"

"No, I'm afraid it's too late. As soon as the ancient snake wizard's words fell, a warrior shouted: "Enemy attack!"

About a hundred paces to the north, there was a slope, and suddenly a knight appeared from behind the slope and ran straight at him. The horse under this guy's crotch seems to be a notch faster than other war horses, and judging by his speed, I'm afraid it only takes one breath to rush in front of him.

The Ancient Snake Great Witch was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Look for death!"

Not long after leaving the camp today, he had a slight premonition that something seemed to be wrong, so he wound the bow in advance, and at this time, he quickly put on the white bone wrench, took off the big bow hanging on his body, and drew an arrow to kill this guy with one arrow.

By the time he had done all this, the knight was less than twenty paces away from him, a little faster than he had calculated.

The snowman and the warrior raised their weapons to meet them, and the fingers of the ancient snake wizard were about to release the bowstring at the same time.

And at this time, the ancient snake witch felt his heart tighten, and he seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye, and quickly lowered his head, and a red light grazed his scalp, he only felt a tingling pain on the top of his head, and the arrow in his hand was naturally crooked, shooting diagonally towards the sky.