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Chapter 136: Dark Night Jackals, Rain of Death Arrows

Geng Xuan was in the lead, leading the cavalry out of the gate of Wanfufang when nine black shadows, one big and eight small, shot out from the bushes nearby and landed on the back of Xuanyou's horse next to Geng Xuan.

This was naturally Geng Xuan's order, and Da Huang and Ba Xiao, who looked to be a year old, were waiting here in advance.

During this period, if we were to say who was the most uncomfortable with the comfortable and relaxed life in Wanfufang, it would definitely be Dahuang and Baxiao.

Moreover, in order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, Geng Xuan not only strictly prohibited them from sneaking out of Wanfufang secretly and going to the depths of Chiwu Mountain to have fun.

Even during the period when people from various neighborhoods who made medicine and brewed wine frequently came in and out of the Wei family compound, in order to prevent people from Changpingfang from making unnecessary associations when they saw rhubarb, they were strictly ordered to stay in the backyard, with Xuanyouma and the families of Hong Quan and others.

Now, he finally had the chance to go out and have fun, so how could Geng Xuan possibly leave them behind?

Dahuang and Baxiao lay steadily on the back of Xuanyou Horse, wagging their tails with joy, and they were almost howling at night.

Geng Xuan had already taken the copper-framed, iron-backed bow out of the bow bag and slung it diagonally across his back. He also hung a quiver containing three bags of iron-headed feather arrows and one bag of heavy iron-feather arrows in the most convenient place to take them.

In addition to these quivers, Geng Xuan also hung another cloth bag that was also bulging on the side of the saddle.

It was filled with throwing knives, javelins, hidden arrows, long nails and other miscellaneous stuff.

From the scum in the Dingxing Hall of Wuyou Palace to the Anleji convoy and the guards of the Lu family, they all have some of these hidden weapons on them.

Therefore, even if Geng Xuan had never deliberately collected them, there was always a shortage of these miscellaneous hidden weapons in the warehouse.

Geng Xuan selected a batch of better quality ones, packed them into a bag and carried them with him in case of emergency.

He looked back at the cavalry behind him and saw seventeen riders following closely behind him.

Each of them was holding a Xuanyou horse, carrying a lot of supplies, but they all walked briskly, as if they had no burden at all.

"Let's speed up." Geng Xuan reminded.

Soon, the speed of the Xuanyou cavalry changed from a light trot to a lightning speed.

It is late at night, and although there is moonlight to guide the way, it is still not as clear as during the day.

Under normal circumstances, for safety reasons, one dare not fully release the horsepower.

But Geng Xuan was leading the way, and he could see the night as clearly as day and all the road conditions ahead.

It allows the Xuanyou Horse to always walk on the safest path while maintaining a fast speed.

The Xuanyou horse at the back only needs to follow the lead of the leading horse and can run with its eyes closed.

When the cavalry's speed stabilized and stopped accelerating, Geng Xuan made his own judgment based on his experience.

“It could be even faster, but that would consume too much horsepower and would only be suitable for short sprints.

The current speed is only about 60 to 70 kilometers per hour at most."

Geng Xuan thought to himself and couldn't help but reach out and rub the neck of Xuanyou Horse gently, feeling very fond of it.

Although such speed is not worth mentioning in the previous life, it can be easily surpassed with just a step on the accelerator.

But in this world, this is a magical weapon.

Even with his current level of cultivation, he could only maintain this speed range at most when running long distances on foot.

The kind where you have to stop and rest after running for a while.

About half an hour after leaving Wanfufang, the cavalry had already gone deep into the road leading to "Dongwuji".

Kangleji had been left behind by seventy or eighty miles.

At this moment, Geng Xuan, who had been looking back and forth in the distance, suddenly fixed his gaze.

He quickly said, "The cavalry slows down!"

While shouting, Geng Xuan had already lightly pulled the reins.

Soon, the entire cavalry stopped moving rapidly and stopped on the wasteland in the dark night.

Geng Xuan stood up from the already extremely tall Xuanyou horse and looked into the distance for a while.

He immediately changed to a Xuanyou horse which carried less weight and consumed less energy.

He took five bags of iron-headed feather arrows and hung a bag full of various hidden weapons next to the saddle. He then mounted his horse and instructed Hong Quan:

"I'll go first, you guys follow slowly."

As he spoke, Geng Xuan squeezed the horse's belly hard, and the Xuanyou horse under his crotch suddenly shot out like lightning and quickly disappeared into the depths of the night.

Before Geng Xuan rode out on his horse, Da Huang and Ba Xiao had already jumped off Xuan You's horse. After whining twice, they disappeared into the night ahead.

From their suppressed calls, one can tell that they are very excited.

The speed at which they rushed into the night was no slower than the sprinting Xuanyou horses!

Apart from two suppressed calls before they set off, no other sound was made. Even their running made no sound, as if they had completely disappeared into the night.

Hong Quan looked at the direction where Geng Xuan and Da Huang Ba Xiao disappeared, and said to Cheng Hui and Xie Hang beside him, "You go to the back and hold the line."

After the two men turned their horses and came to the rear of the team, the cavalry set off again, trotting slowly in the direction where Geng Xuan had just disappeared.

As the cavalry moved forward for about two miles, Hong Quan and others finally heard faint shouts, curses, and the sound of weapons clashing coming from the deep night sky ahead.

……

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

In the wilderness under the moon, six arrows suddenly shot out from the half-man-high grass and shot towards the circle of cars in front.

"Dang, when——"

"Click——"

Five of the arrows were blocked by several huge iron shields that suddenly appeared in the chariot formation.

The last arrow was split into two pieces by a long knife that suddenly emitted a semicircular arc.

Almost at the same time, seven or eight long arrows shot out from the chariot formation and headed towards the deep grass where the six cold arrows had just been shot.

Unfortunately, these long arrows penetrated into the deep grass. Apart from the sound of the arrows breaking through the soil, they did not hear even the sound of the arrows piercing the flesh and the screams that they had expected.

On the contrary, in several other places, voices of ridicule and mockery were heard almost simultaneously.

"Hey, stop struggling and wait to die!"

"Are you from the Kang Le Ji car dealership?"

"I heard that Kangleji recruited the idiot from Qunlifang. I can't tell if he's idiot or not, but he's definitely reckless!"

"How dare you trick An Le Ji? Don't you know how to spell death?"

"Maybe hunting every day has damaged my brain, haha..."

"You must have millions of taels of silver in this caravan, right?
Tsk tsk, how about we make a deal? You give us a car, and we'll give you some water so that a few of you can escape before Young Master Wu arrives?"

"Brother, are you crazy? Aren't you afraid that Young Master Wu will crush you into a pulp? We are not tired of living yet!"

"Hey, you bunch of idiots, I'm just teasing you guys.

If they really believed what I said and sent us a cart of silver, wouldn't we make a lot of money?
Now you have to compensate me with a cartload of silver, you idiots!"

"..."

All kinds of ridicule, mockery and ridicule were heard from the wilderness on all sides of the convoy.

It sounds like a lot of people.

However, the archers guarding the chariot formation shot arrows every time they followed the sound, but to no avail.

Apart from the occasional sound of arrows being blocked by weapons, most of the arrows shot were embedded in the mud in the wilderness.

In the center of the convoy, more than a dozen people gathered together, their faces extremely solemn.

Right next to them, there were seven or eight people lying there, all with obvious injuries on their bodies.

Among them, arrow wounds are the most common.

Among these people, four have stopped breathing permanently.

Although the injuries of several other people were also very serious, they had sufficient medicine and timely treatment, and their breathing had stabilized, so they managed to save their lives.

They were all damaged in the first wave of attacks on the convoy.

The convoy was speeding in the dark night, caught off guard and faced a sudden attack from the darkness on all sides.

In the end, they only lost seven or eight lives, but they quickly changed the convoy into a defensive mode, giving everyone a chance to catch their breath. This was considered a high level of quality.

Of course, the “injured” here only include those who are seriously injured and unable to move.

The kind that was hit by one or two arrows, or had their skin cut by a sword, or had a hole pierced by other hidden weapons, but their lives were not in danger, and their movements were not affected.

None of them were counted as wounded, and they were all gritting their teeth and confronting the "jackals" in the darkness.

At this moment, the dozen or so people gathered in the center of the car formation are the core of the dozens of people in the convoy.

In the past, they were all leaders of hunting teams in various neighborhoods. They not only had strong personal abilities, but also had experience in leading teams.

During this nearly one-month operation, he gained trust due to his outstanding performance.

This time, the important task of escorting the convoy back to Lifang safely was also entrusted to them by Fan Hongsheng and others.

Most of these people have reached the Bone Refining realm, or even the senior Bone Refining realm.

Among them, there are also a few young people whose cultivation level is only at the Blood Refining Realm and who are much younger than the others.

No one else showed any disrespect to these people.

They all understood that these people were entrusted with important tasks not only because they had outstanding abilities, but also because they were young talents who were highly regarded by their respective communities.

There is a great possibility that the future leader of the neighborhood will be born among them.

Chen Zheng is one of them.

He usually seldom spoke at home, but at this moment he was the first to express his opinion.

"We must rush out!" Chen Zheng said in a deep voice.

A man who looked to be in his early forties, with a weathered face, and was also the strongest person present, and who came from Yong'anfang, frowned and said:

“Their current goal is to get us out!

After the brief confrontation just now, you should understand that their number is at least over a hundred.

Among them, there are quite a few who have reached the Bone Refining Realm.

They have more people than us and their overall strength is stronger than us.

The reason we were able to break out of this convoy was because they were unwilling to fight us to the death.

Once we break out, we will force them to fight to the death.

...This is the battlefield they chose first, I wonder how many traps are waiting for us!"

Chen Zheng did not give in at all and insisted:
"Whether we force them to fight to the death or set up many traps, we must rush out immediately.

If we continue to stay here, we will die!"

"If my guess is correct, Wu Youxin is leading his Xuanyou Iron Cavalry towards us quickly.

Once they arrive, we won't have any chance of survival!"

The man from Yonganfang frowned and said nothing, but another person next to him asked:
"What about the convoy? Should we rush out with them?"

Chen Zheng shook his head and said:

"There's no chance. Even if we risk our lives to rush out, we don't know how many of us will make it back alive. How can we care about the convoy?"

"You don't want this money anymore?" the man asked in shock.

Chen Zheng said:
"I know you are reluctant to part with this money, but how can I be willing to do so?

But on one side is the silver and we all stay here.

If we leave the silver behind, maybe some of us can go back alive.

Which of these two options do you choose? "

As soon as Chen Zheng said "choose one of the two", everyone fell silent.

Someone gritted his teeth unwillingly and said:
"Then Wu Youxin shouldn't have come here so quickly, right?
The arrangements we've made can buy us at least half a day, not just two or three days, right?

Once the abbot and his men have made arrangements for the abbot, they will come back to pick us up immediately.

If my estimate is correct, we only need to hold on for an hour, and before dawn, a turning point will appear!"

“Don’t be silly, if those arrangements are useful, where did these people come from?
If my guess is correct, we were already targeted by this group of jackals when we quickly sold the batch of medicinal liquor and hastily withdrew from "Dongwuji"!

You know how fast the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry is, right?

An hour?
Even if the borough government really has an arrangement, they will only see our corpses!"

Chen Zheng's words chilled everyone's hearts completely.

Couldn’t they have thought of what Chen Zheng said?
It's just that I'm feeling a bit lucky and I can't bear to part with the money!

Bajiafang was busy for a month, and most of the money was earned here.

Giving up the caravan wouldn't mean they'd lost everything, but compared to the total profit of more than two million taels, how could it appease them?

What's more, for the sake of this money, they have already provoked a powerful enemy like Anleji.

If the silver cannot be escorted back to the Lifang, not only will the silver be lost, but Anleji's pursuit of the Bajiafang will not stop.

Just thinking about a scene like that can make one so heartbroken that they want to vomit blood!
Now, Chen Zheng has shattered all the hope in everyone's hearts and put a cold, "choose one of two" option in front of everyone. How can it not make people feel chilled?

Everyone was silent, but time waits for no one, and now is not the time to hesitate or procrastinate.

The Yong'anfang man who first spoke to Chen Zheng broke the silence and said:

"Everyone, please express your opinions on Chen Zheng's suggestion. Do you support or oppose it?"

Having said that, before anyone else could speak, he first made his attitude clear.

"Although it is difficult to accept emotionally, I support Chen Zheng's suggestion."

As he spoke, he moved and stood next to Chen Zheng.

"I support it too!"

A hunting team leader from Changpingfang also moved and stood next to Chen Zheng.

"support."

Another leader of the Yonganfang hunting team made a statement and stood next to the first Yonganfang man who expressed his support.

"support!"

The leader of a Wanfufang hunting team showed a look of hesitation and struggle on his face, but he finally made a choice.

Just like that, in a very short period of time, everyone made the same choice.

That means giving up the more than one million taels of silver in the caravan and everyone trying their best to break out in the direction of Kangleji.

Not long after, a gap suddenly appeared in the traffic jam facing Kangleji.

As soon as the car column began to move, multiple voices suddenly shouted from the dark grass: "They are running!"

"Whoosh whoosh—"

One after another, cold arrows were immediately shot towards the gap in the chariot formation.

In the wild grass facing Kangleji, shadowy figures were moving left and right, sliding through the grass and making rustling sounds.

It creates a tense atmosphere and confuses the judgment of everyone in the team, giving the illusion that they are on the verge of seeing enemies everywhere.

At this moment, the sound of horses neighing came from the convoy.

Immediately afterwards, a group of mad horses with blood gushing out of their buttocks rushed out from the convoy, passed through the gap, and rushed recklessly into the weeds on all sides.

As these crazy horses rushed out recklessly, some of the "jackals" hiding behind the bushes to create momentum were finally forced to show up.

They either dodged and avoided the charge of the horses, or directly drew their swords and killed the mad horses that were charging towards them.

And the moment they were exposed, arrows were shot out from the chariot formation and focused fire on them.

Someone was hit by several arrows and fell to the ground screaming.

Someone had three or five arrows stuck in his body, screaming and retreating rapidly into the night.

This sudden counterattack caused the momentum of those "jackals" to stagnate.

At this moment, dozens of people rushed out from the convoy in a clear cone formation.

The strongest people are at the head and tail of the cone, and the person holding an iron shield in one hand and a sword in the other is in the middle of the cone.

The cold arrows shot from all directions were easily blocked by them.

And immediately shot arrows in return, and the weaker ones carried several seriously injured patients in the cone abdomen.

The entire cone formation moved quickly towards Kangleji in a fast but not chaotic manner.

Several powerful men in the Bone Refining Realm who were confident in their abilities rushed out from the thick grass and charged towards the cone formation, but soon retreated spitting blood.

However, their actions were not without results. At least they slowed down the advancement of the cone formation, or even stopped it completely.

In order to maintain the integrity of the cone formation and not give the "jackals" in the dark any opportunity to take advantage, everyone in the formation must advance and retreat together.

After testing the law himself and discovering this weakness, a Bone Refining Realm expert who vomited blood and retreated into the deep grass shouted:

“They dare not scatter, they dare not scatter!

Don't fight hard, we just need to delay their actions!"

Soon, the "jackals" hiding in the night changed their tactics.

They no longer approached and attacked violently, but instead harassed them from a distance using various means to delay their actions.

If you ignore it, someone will get hurt or even die.

Just understand that the speed of advancement will inevitably be affected.

The forces that came from all directions in the darkness were like thin ropes that would break with a single struggle.

But because their numbers are too large, they are always in a state of being restricted and controlled by others.

This made Chen Zheng and others feel depressed.

If we continue like this, we might as well go back into the convoy.

But if we want to get out of this situation, we have to withdraw the current cone formation, and everyone should rush towards Kangleji at their fastest speed.

But in this case, it is hard to say how many people will survive in the end.

Just as Chen Zheng and others looked at each other and were about to make the final decision in pain, a strange buzzing sound suddenly came from the night sky.

It sounded like the fluttering of bees' wings, or the chirping of night insects. Then, one after another, a series of "thump, thump" sounds like sharp weapons piercing flesh could be heard.

One wave, two waves, three waves——

After each wave, the momentum of the "jackals" that seemed to be everywhere in the dark night seemed to suddenly disappear.

When the first wave of strange noises came, those "jackals" were just a little surprised, just like Chen Zheng and others.

But after the second and third waves of strange noises, the "jackals" who were making noise everywhere suddenly found that the noise they made was rapidly weakening.

The strong sense of crisis finally made the remaining "jackals" realize the problem.

“Be careful—Ah!”

Somewhere in the darkness, someone immediately spoke up with a warning.

But before he could finish his words, the fourth wave of buzzing noise suddenly sounded, and the warning voice turned into a scream.

This time, Chen Zheng and others, who opened their eyes wide and looked carefully, and looked in the direction of the sound in advance, finally caught a faint trace.

They were very faint and fast black lines.

Before they flew through the void and disappeared into the grass, Chen Zheng and others caught a glimpse of their fleeting shadows with the dim light of the stars and the moon in the sky.

"Be careful in the sky—Ah!"

"There's a sharpshooter—ah!"

"Run away—ah!"

After four consecutive waves of terrorist attacks, the "Jackals" finally reacted and realized where the attacks came from.

Some remained silent and tried to escape.

Some of them moved at high speed while giving warnings.

Almost all those who spoke out to warn others suffered a fatal blow immediately.

Some people made evasive movements.

The sharp arrows that fell from the sky seemed to have predicted the future. They turned slightly in the air and shot into their bodies accurately.

Some people tried to block, but the arrow would either turn in the air and bypass them, or suddenly speed up, making the block ineffective.

Those with lower cultivation and strength will not even have the chance to make a sound before an arrow will penetrate their foreheads, entering through the forehead and exiting from the back of the forehead.

Or enter from the left and exit from the right, or enter from the right and exit from the left.

Or go in and out diagonally.

In short, the brain is doomed to be pierced by an arrow in an instant.

Those who have reached the Bone Refining Realm and are quite powerful will aim their arrows at them and shoot them into their chest area to ensure the hit rate, giving them the opportunity to let out a scream.

But then a new sharp arrow would fly through the air, either piercing their eyebrows or cruelly passing through their necks, with the violent force within the arrowheads erupting.

If you are lucky, only half of the neck will be torn, and the head will droop down, with some skin connecting the head to prevent it from falling.

If you are unlucky, your entire neck will be torn off by the force erupting from within.

A head with jagged edges was lifted high into the air by the surging hot blood in its body, and it rolled in the air before falling far to the ground.

Since then, no one has spoken up to remind me.

All Chen Zheng and the others could see was that a bush somewhere suddenly moved away at a very fast speed.

But soon, a sharp arrow will fly through the air and sink into the violently swaying grass.

The same deep grass provides natural cover for these "jackals" when facing the archers in the neighborhood.

But facing these deadly arrows shot from nowhere, these bushes became deadly marks showing their location.

Two more waves of blows came like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and the movement of the grass that had been spreading in all directions suddenly stopped.

I don’t know if all the “jackals” hiding in the dark grass have died.

Or after realizing the danger, he simply stopped moving, hoping to get away with it.

"There must be some fish that slip through the net, right?" Chen Zheng thought to himself.

This sudden and surprising change made Chen Zheng and others surprised and happy.

They had completely stopped moving, standing still and carefully observing everything around them.

However, this sudden attack on those "jackals" that was like a punishment from heaven resolved their crisis.

But they couldn't be sure whether this person was an enemy or a friend.

Even if each of them had exhausted their memories, they still didn't know which family had such a terrifying person.

The enemy of my enemy does not necessarily mean he is my friend.

It doesn't seem particularly strange that the huge sum of more than one million taels of silver in the convoy attracted any terrifying existence.

All they can do now is to appear submissive and harmless.

……

Seven waves of arrow rain were "sprinkled" out in succession, each wave pushing the capabilities of the chain-seeking arrows and the copper-framed, iron-backed bow to their limits.

Eighteen arrows in a row.

One sweep is a large area.

Except for some stronger ones, a second arrow is needed to remove the red name above their heads.

But after seven consecutive waves, most of the practitioners who ambushed and blocked the convoy's movements were killed.

Geng Xuan finally had time to swing his arms a little to loosen up his muscles and bones.

Then, he reached into the quiver again and took out half of the remaining iron-headed feather arrows in the quiver.

A quiver contains thirty-six iron-headed feather arrows. After two waves of arrow rain, the quiver is empty.

As Geng Xuan emptied this quiver, four of the five quivers he had carried had been emptied, leaving one unused.

Before drawing his bow and arrow, Geng Xuan looked at the red balls of air scattered all over the wilderness, emerging from the weeds and hanging high in the air, and a smile crossed his lips.

In order to save as much trouble and effort as possible, he used some means.

Now, let these people mistakenly believe that they can avoid his lock by hiding in the bushes and not moving.

Little do they know that they are actively turning themselves into "fixed targets".

After scanning the area and determining the target.

Geng Xuan placed all the iron-headed feather arrows in his hands on the bowstring of the copper-framed, iron-backed bow.

When his hand released the bowstring, the longbow seemed to casually draw a semi-arc in the air, and one after another iron-headed feathered arrows shot out in different directions of the night sky like raindrops.

Soon, it disappeared into the bushes.

Apart from sporadic screams coming from a few places, the grass in other places just shook slightly, and groups of red air rushed towards Geng Xuan's eyebrows like moths to a flame.

Geng Xuan endured the stinging pain between his eyebrows that felt like a burning fire and continued to choose to refine.

He reached into the last quiver, pulled out a few more arrows, and fired another shot at the area where the screams were coming from.

After this wave of "mopping up", the number of red names hidden deep in the wilderness suddenly decreased by nearly half.

However, these remaining red names are all separated very clearly.

It was already difficult for Geng Xuan to kill them all with one strike.

At most, one arrow can hit two or three times in a row.

After Geng Xuan shot three arrows in a row and killed the three people who were closer, the other people who were hiding also realized that their behavior of hiding in the deep grass and not moving could not avoid the blow of death.

So they dared not hide any longer and fled in all directions into the wilderness.

Geng Xuan immediately rode his horse and approached the person who was the farthest away.

The Xuanyou horse sprinting quickly over a short distance was much faster than the speed at which this person was running away.

Soon, the distance between the two sides was within four or five hundred steps.

Draw the bow and arrow——

"Whoosh!"

An arrow flew into the air.

After a few breaths, the long arrow shot into the man's back and out of his chest.

The figure rushing forward at high speed immediately pounced forward.

"Bam—"

He fell to the ground and slid more than ten meters away. With his heart almost completely torn apart, he finally stopped.

With such injuries, this person is relying entirely on his strong vitality to hold on to his last breath, and there is no possibility of treatment.

But just as this man fell on his back, his eyes wide open in despair, waiting for the horrible deadline to come.

Another iron-headed feathered arrow came through the air and pierced his forehead directly.

An arrow shot through his head so fast that it instantly pierced through his head. The violent force tore apart all the tissues in his brain.

The arrowhead, which had become sticky and slippery, broke through the back of his head, making a soft "pop" sound and sinking deep into the ground.

It was so quick and decisive that he wasn't even given time to wait for death.

Geng Xuan, who had shot the arrow, had already driven the Xuanyou horse under his crotch to turn in another direction and rushed towards the other two groups of red names that were closer to him.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"!"

One after another, the cold and ruthless iron-headed feather arrows broke through the air, harvesting one red name after another.

The horse galloped left and right without any concealment, and the stamping of the horse's hooves completely exposed Geng Xuan's figure.

Those lucky ones who have managed to escape wave after wave of death and survived to this day are running for their lives with all their might.

But at this moment, those who were rushing the fastest and getting farther and farther away from Geng Xuan let out violent screams one after another.

But as they were escaping, a vicious dog suddenly rushed out from the bushes.

The vicious dogs would rush out from the sides and rear and attack their calves;

Or rush out from the side and attack their ankles or heels.

He bit them hard, and when they screamed, he immediately swung his sword to kill them.

They had already fled far away and disappeared into the deep grass.

Someone angrily threw out a sword, trying to nail the vicious dog to death.

However, after biting people and escaping, these vicious dogs' bodies are extremely erratic as they flee at high speed, making it impossible to predict and catch them.

After it sank into the deep grass, it disappeared completely like a fish entering the sea.

They tried to lock onto its trajectory by looking at the traces of the grass moving, but failed completely.

With resentment and misery in their hearts, they wanted to continue to flee.

But soon, they discovered in despair that the seemingly hasty bites of those vicious dogs caused them far more damage than they had imagined.

Not to mention the long-distance effects, the speed of escape was greatly affected.

Listen to the sound of horse hooves galloping back and forth in the wilderness, sometimes getting farther away and sometimes getting closer.

They tried their best to get away from it, to distance themselves from it, and to completely get rid of this evil sound.

Unfortunately, this is just their wishful thinking.

A man with a red name, whose calf had at least half a pound of flesh and blood torn off by a vicious dog, finally limped out of the thick grass and entered a small woods.

He quickly rushed towards the nearest horse. Just as he reached the horse and was about to cut the reins tied to the tree and ride away, the devilish kicking sound quickly approached from behind.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could swing his sword to cut the reins, an iron-tipped feathered arrow pierced the back of his head from behind.

The next moment, the long, sticky arrow pierced through his forehead.

Bringing out a cloud of sticky blood mist, the man's body, which had turned into a corpse, fell forward.

Standing outside the grove, Geng Xuan put the copper-framed, iron-backed bow back on his back.

At this time, another ball of red air rushed towards him and penetrated into his forehead.

"Refining."

Geng Xuan made a choice immediately, enduring the burning sensation that almost spread from his eyebrows to his entire brain, and sat motionless on the horse's back.

About a cup of tea later, Geng Xuan, whose symptoms had eased slightly, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the herd of horses in the grove, which numbered more than a hundred and were tied to trees and were clearly becoming agitated and panicked.

Geng Xuan did not go into the forest to check, but reached into his arms, took out a porcelain bottle, poured out a blood-replenishing pill and swallowed it, then took off the water bag and drank two sips.

Then he gently pulled the reins, and the spiritual Xuanyou horse snorted arrogantly at the restless horses in the woods, then turned and ran towards the convoy.

It was obvious that these horses hiding in the forest were the mounts of the cultivators who surrounded the convoy.

The reason they hid the horses here was instead of riding them towards the chariot formation.

The principle is the same as if the caravan treated the horses as disposable consumables to disturb the enemy, but did not ride on their backs to escape.

Unless it is a world-famous horse like Xuanyou Horse, the good and good horses among the general horse breeds can only be used as pack horses or simply as a means of riding and transportation.

It is simply impossible to gain an advantage in a battle by relying on a horse.

Unless the opponent is a low-level cultivator whose strength is not that great, or an ordinary person who only has the courage of blood and flesh, the so-called charging on horseback is nothing but seeking death.

When shooting a person, shoot the horse first. This is a truth that everyone knows.

For a cultivator with a little skill, killing a horse would not be a difficult task.

Even if it is a Xuanyou horse, if you want to intimidate the enemy, you still have to wear armor all over your body and have strong defense.

……

When Geng Xuan rode his horse back to the Lifang caravan, Hong Quan and others had already reunited with the caravan.

After confirming the identities of Hong Quan and others, everyone in the convoy finally realized that they were friends, not enemies.

In the past month, many of them have even entered the Wei family compound many times, met Hong Quan and others, and seen the face of "Su Ruiliang".

The members of the convoy who had returned to the gap in the chariot formation and were talking in low voices with Hong Quan and others saw a Xuanyou horse approaching from a distance at a quick trot. They all stopped talking and looked at it with awe and curiosity.

"Gang leader!"

"Boss Su!"

"..."

Hong Quan and others, as well as everyone in the convoy, greeted them one after another.

Geng Xuan nodded slightly, his gaze lingering for a moment on Chen Zheng, who was injured in many places.

He said to Chen Zheng, who was standing next to several dead horses with a worried look on his face:
"There are over a hundred horses tied up in the woods over there. Go and bring them over."

Chen Zheng and the others immediately showed joy on their faces, and soon, they led twenty or thirty people and ran towards the direction Geng Xuan pointed.

There were more than 30 people left. Geng Xuan took a quick look at the man who was the leader of the group and asked:
"Does your caravan have any extra arrows?"

This person immediately stepped forward and bowed and replied:

"Our team prepared twenty bags of iron-headed feather arrows. We used up a few bags along the way. We should have fifteen bags left now."

Geng Xuan nodded and said, "Give it all to me."

The man responded and immediately arranged for someone to get the arrows.

Geng Xuan asked again: "How is the road from here to Dongwuji?"

The man replied, “Most places are similar to this wilderness, but there are also some places that are more complicated and difficult to navigate.

The nearest road to this place is about forty miles ahead from here. There is a road that is more than ten miles long. A barren hill and the remnants of the Chiwu Mountain are squeezed together, and there is only a narrow path that can barely be passed.

Because of its unique terrain, it is also called the One Line Gorge."

Upon hearing this, Geng Xuan nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, all fifteen quivers had been taken away.

At this moment, Geng Xuan had already changed to another Xuanyou horse with better horsepower, and took the five quivers with him. Hong Quan arranged for people to deal with the remaining quivers.

Just as Geng Xuan was about to spur his horse on, he suddenly remembered something. He glanced at the surrounding wilderness and said,

"You don't have to rush on your way. Take a break and clean up this battlefield for me.

It would be best to bury the bodies together. After all, this is an important road and there are often convoys passing through here.

Having so many corpses lying around in the wilderness is not only unsightly, but it can also easily breed disease.”

"..."

Be it Hong Quan and others, or everyone in the convoy, they were all stunned and bewildered, not knowing how to respond.

They had just watched up close the fate of many people who had been shot to death.

Looking at that person, some had an arrow in the middle of the eyebrow, some had an arrow in the heart, some had most of their neck missing, their head drooped on their chest or back, or their body and head were simply torn apart by a powerful force...

Such a scene not only makes one feel cold in the heart and subconsciously puts oneself in the perspective of the dead, but also feels endless despair.

The only emotion one feels towards this "Boss Su" is awe condensed from intense fear.

This is a reincarnated god of death, the kind of ruthless person who, as the legend goes, would not frown even if he killed everyone in the world.

But now, what did they hear?
He actually considered the feelings of passers-by and the possibility of a large number of corpses breeding epidemics.

Is this really how the same person should think?

Regardless of what they thought, Geng Xuan spurred his horse into a trot again.

Hong Quan and others followed closely behind.

After bypassing the convoy and about to speed up, Da Huang and Ba Xiao jumped out from the grass in time and jumped onto the back of Xuan You's horse next to Geng Xuan.

"Everyone, hurry up. Let's go another forty miles and rest well at Yixianxia."

(End of this chapter)