With his left hand, the man rushed forward; then his right hand continued to support the ground, making his upper body raise like a poisonous snake, and at the same time, his left hand held the hilt of the sword biting in his mouth;

With his left foot on the ground, the person accelerated again, like an arrow coming out of the string!

When Ander stepped on the ground again with his right foot, the thief walking at the end had already been cut halfway by a dagger!

People were rushing forward like a strong wind, and the narrow path made the thieves line up in a row. Ender kept his body leaning forward and running wildly. The short sword in his left hand could cut off the necks of one thief after another by just lifting it horizontally!

"Plop—" The body of the first dead thief fell to the ground.

"Puboo, puboo--" The sound of corpses falling one after another finally alerted the thief in front of him and turned his head to look back.

He had only had time to see a black shadow sinking into the weeds. With a rustling sound, the weeds swing and fluctuating quickly went away, just like a wolf fleeing to the distance under the cover of the grass.

Behind him, twenty-one thieves fell on the path.

These people are not dead yet, but half of their throats are cut open. They are definitely not rescued by ordinary treatment potions - at least they must also treat moderate injuries.

Xia Zuo was trembling all over - except for his companion whose throat was cut on the ground, he was the last person in the queue.

"Damn! Are you all wood? How come you were killed so many people to find out?"

Looking at the twenty-one corpses, Lint was shocked and angry.

He and some of his backbone naturally carried healing potions, but general healing potions could not save this serious injury.

As for the more advanced therapeutic potion, it is not that there is no, but that this potion has a shorter shelf life and is more expensive. The doctor will prepare and use it on the spot unless the seriously injured person is in front of him, and it has no carrying value at all.

"Bring them with you! Don't change the way, just attack Wall Village!"

Lint yelled in anger.

This is not that he was so angry that he lost his mind, but that he hoped to force the young archer to come out and block it head-on.

Of course, no one asked the guard hunters to face the thieves and must fight head-on to stop them. As long as the warning fireworks are issued, the guard hunters will fulfill their duties.

But in Lint's view, the other party obviously has a heroic idea. If he says he attacks Wall Village, the other party will have a high possibility of blocking it from the front.

This is much better than being at least a sneak attack on the Rye Village in four or five hours, being followed by this young archer all the way and carrying out a sneak attack.

You know, the opponent's sneak attack with a sword just now was so terrible, and the opponent still had nineteen arrows in his hand!

If the opponent uses arrows, who can defend against the opponent's sneak attack in such an environment?

Moreover, it will be dark in less than three hours.

"Ah-Be careful!"

"Someone!"

"ah!"

"Help!"
Chapter completed!