The two crossbowmen who were turning the crossbow arms to the third round had just fully pulled the string. In their minds, after experiencing such a heavy and violent blow, all demon thieves should do something like lying on the ground to survive.
, it was no longer possible to get up and fight back, but they ignored one thing, that is, not all the demon thieves were already on the deck. Even when they launched the crossbow attack, Xia Ercai and others had already dropped from the sky.
The rich combat experience made Xia Er realize that there was no going back at this time. The only way to survive was to march forward bravely, attack the cabin, and kill every Jin army he encountered.
With this idea in mind, Xia Ercai had already thought of the next move when he landed in the air. First, he used the limbs on the ground as a buffer and cover. Taking advantage of the gap when the opponent turned the crossbow arm to re-wind it, he dropped straight to the point Ying Liuzi had just hit.
The place where Lian Nu dismembered his corpse was borrowed from the corpses lying around, including a pile of black remains of Ying Liuzi, as a buffer when he landed at high altitude. When he hit the ground, the flying knife took action and directly took out the two Beifu Army Crossbows.
The gunner's face.
With two "pop" and "click" sounds, the flying knives pierced the foreheads and throats of the two crossbowmen. They had no time to pull the trigger that had just been turned, and even their fingers had already managed to pull the trigger.
At that time, he was killed with a single knife, and his body lay on top of the crossbow. The ten bright crossbow tips were pointed directly at Xia Ercai, but they could no longer be fired.
Ying Mingzhi slapped the floor hard, jumped up from the ground, and shouted: "Well done, Ercai, you are really..."
But before he finished speaking, he saw a bunch of black things flying out from behind the two ballistae from the hatch. Ying Mingzhi quickly shouted: "Be careful, Ercai..."
Xia Ercai had already taken action before he uttered a warning. Being closer to the cabin door, he saw the pile of things even earlier and faster than Ying Mingzhi. They were some jars and jars. Xia Ercai was on the deck while
It was rolling, while thinking silently in my heart: "Damn it, this damn thing, this damn thing couldn't be lime, if it gets on it, then, then..."
While he was thinking this, he kept rolling on the deck. At this time, time was speed, time was life, and time was everything. Even if he was slow for a moment, he might pay the price with his life.
With a "flat" sound, a jar shattered less than two feet away from him. Xia Ercai's heart suddenly sank. He could even imagine the feeling of lime on his body. Last time
I feel this way, probably when I was attacking Guangzhou a few years ago. When I rushed to the city, I stepped on the lime jar that my people used to hit the city with a catapult during the siege. It was like a fire and continued to scorch for several days.
He never wanted to have the terrible feeling of heaven, the feeling that a large piece of flesh was about to rot from his body.
However, when Xia Ercai rolled past this place, apart from feeling the cracking feeling of the broken jar tiles cutting his skin, he only felt a coolness, which was completely different from the kind of lime powder that rots the flesh.
, the burning feeling is unbearable, and even a little comfortable.
But Xia Ercai quickly became uncomfortable, because he suddenly found that he could no longer roll, and his whole body was almost stuck to the deck. He could even see a black
The arm also has a tattoo of a naked man, just like the severed arm holding a knife that is nailed to the cabin door. That must be the other arm of Ying Liuzi. It has a bunch of white things glued on it. Looking at it
It was disgusting, and there was a strong fishy smell, and it came into close contact with my face.
Soon, Xia Ercai was not only unable to roll on the ground, but also unable to observe all the previous situations, because this black hand stuck to the front of his face without any bias, and the strong force of the Kunlun people
The smell of sweat, combined with the fishy smell, went straight to his nose, making almost every hair on his head stand on end.
The open palm and five fingers of this arm were just covering his eyes. Through the gap between the fingers, he could see the situation outside. Except for the fragments of the jar, the ground was covered with white flowers.
Yes, this sticky stuff.
Not only Xia Ercai himself, but all the forty or fifty Tianshi Dao disciples who followed Xia Ercai and rushed to the cabin were all stuck to the deck by such things, along with a bunch of severed limbs and broken arms.
Stirred together, unable to move!
Xia Er finally understood. If it weren't for the black hand sticking to his face, he would have almost shouted: "Damn it, it's isinglass!"
A powerful sound of long arrows piercing the air, coupled with the sound of bowstrings, rang out from high above the ship's deck. Only then did Xia Er finally see from the gap between the black hand, beyond the broken mast.
, after the sails on the other two masts, more than twenty archers flashed out. They had ropes tied around their waists, binding themselves firmly to the sails, and each of them held a strong bow in their hands.
The powerful crossbows were fired at the Tianshi Dao swordsmen who were unable to move on the ground and were stuck to the fish glue, one by one.
Xia Ercai's heart was roaring and his body was struggling as hard as he could. He could already hear the constant screams around him. Every sound was very familiar to him. He had been following his subordinates for many years. He even heard,
His personal bodyguard Gui Liuzi was shouting: "Brother Ercai, save me, save me, ah..."
The cry for help suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of a sharp arrow entering his body. Under this desperate situation of fear and anger, Xia Ercai suddenly burst out with huge power, and his right arm that was not yet attached suddenly
He grabbed the black hand on his face and pulled hard.
A huge pain, accompanied by a terrible tearing feeling, hit Xia Ercai's nerves at the same time. He only felt that his entire face seemed to have been torn off by himself, but he had no intention of appreciating himself at this time.
He didn't even care whether his nose was still there or where his upper lip had gone. He turned his head and shouted at Ying Mingzhi: "Shield, save me, Mingzhi!"
However, what he saw was Ying Mingzhi looking at him as if he had seen a ghost. Instead of throwing the shield in his hand, he simply turned around, turned over from the side of the ship, and jumped into the river.
His voice also came along the wind: "Junior Brother Xia, you will take one step first to reach the immortal realm. Brother, I will be there soon. May the Heavenly Master give you strength!"
This chapter has been completed!