Wang Gui and the other two are really in trouble.

Facing an invisible enemy with excellent archery skills, Wang Gui and Wang Laosan's lives suddenly hang up.

Although both of them have some skills, after all, they have been on the battlefield and killed people, their skills on the battlefield are not the same as their skills in playing life with people in the dark alley. They are also playing life, but the dark alley is much more thrilling.

With his back against the corner of the wall, Wang Gui and Wang Laosan looked ugly and looked at each other with their eyes.

"Have you seen the person's location clearly?" Wang Laosan asked.

"The location is meaningless. If he shoots an arrow and then changes his position and hides immediately, we can only touch it." Wang Gui said calmly.

"Then I can only waste my time with him, and the Marquis sent troops to help..." Wang Laosan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Only by calming himself could he cope with all the variables on the battlefield.

"I heard that there is a single camp of sharpshooters under the command of the Marquis. Although there are only a few dozen people, they all have extraordinary shooting skills, not worse than the one in the alley. If the Marquis can send that sharpshooter camp, that person will be dead." Wang Laosan sneered.

Wang Gui also sneered, just at Wang Laosan: "You think about how we survive first. It will take at least half an hour for the Marquis to send troops here. In this half hour, we not only have to survive, but also hold that person back and prevent him from running away. Do you think we can do it?"

"It's very difficult, as difficult as climbing to the sky... That guy's archery skills are so powerful that we can't get close to you."

Wang Gui grinned and showed a perverted smile: "Then try it."

The word "try" is a life-threatening statement. They are all people with their trousers and belts on their heads. They may have different skills, but their determination to die is not even worse than anyone else.

He signaled Wang Laosan to throw a stone into the alley, and then Wang Gui concentrated his breath and held a stone in his palm. After taking a few deep breaths, Wang Laosan suddenly reached out and threw a stone into the earth wall in the alley. While the stone hit the earth wall, a feather arrow arrived as promised and nailed it to the wall tremblingly.

At the same time, Wang Gui made a move like lightning and smashed a stone hard in the direction of the arrow.

With a dull bang, Wang Gui's technique was of course not so accurate in the dark. This stone should have only hit the door frame and window frame.

However, the noise also scared the sharpshooter in the dark. When Wang Laosan threw stones again to test, the sharpshooter in the dark did not react any more.

Wang Gui laughed and suddenly said loudly: "That dog with a hidden head and tail is hidden, you can shoot again. The three-legged cat's archery technique really thinks that he has become a sperm. He has the aura of putting down his bow and catching me and fighting with me. If you win, you will let you go."

There was still no movement in the dark. The other party was obviously a very calm person and would not be easily angered. He just hid in the dark and waited for the opportunity to kill with one blow.

Seeing that he could not anger the other party, Wang Gui couldn't help but feel disappointed. He blinked and signaled to Wang Laosan, making an encirclement gesture, and silently told him that Wang Laosan would attract the attention of the enemy. He encircled the enemy from another alley and took the initiative to fight with the enemy.

Wang Laosan nodded, Wang Gui smiled, two rows of white teeth appeared in the night, and then turned around and disappeared into the crisscrossing alley.

After Wang Gui left, Wang Laosan threw a stone into the alley every once in a while, or cursed and provoked. The enemy hiding in the dark seemed quite arrogant. After throwing the stone out, he would occasionally respond. He had seen that the things that made the noise were bluffs, and arrows were shot at the place where Wang Laosan spoke.

Fortunately, Wang Laosan hid at the corner of the earthen wall and was not shot by an arrow. Even so, it scared Wang Laosan's back with sweat.

Wang Gui sneaked silently in the dark alley, like a cat walking on the wall, calm and quiet.

In the silent residential community, Wang Gui held his breath and stopped every few steps, listening carefully to the sound of the enemy's bowstrings, distinguishing the direction of the sound, and adjusting the route at any time.

When he heard the last sound of the bowstring being pulled open, he was located outside the wall of a dome-shaped mud house deep in the dark alley. With the unpleasant curse from Wang Laosan in the distance, Wang Gui also clearly heard the creaking sound of the bowstring being pulled open from the roof of the dome-shaped mud house.

Wang Gui was delighted and confirmed that the enemy was on the roof of this earthen house!

In the distance, Wang Laosan's cursing voice was vaguely heard. At such a tense moment, Wang Gui wanted to laugh.

Wang Laosan's slander is so ugly. Not only did he greet the other party's ancestors and eighteen generations, he also ruined his female ancestors in a distorted way. He explained his posture and how much it cost to receive a favor every time, which made Wang Gui have a picture in his mind...

The bowstrings on the roof made a squeaking sound, and Wang Gui snarled silently towards the house.

When the bowstring was released, the arrow shot out with a whoosh, Wang Gui lowered his body and bounced out like an arrow. He climbed and squatted, and the man had already landed silently in the yard with his back against the wall. He slowly approached the earthen house in the dark shadow.

However, the other party was a master after all. The master was naturally very sensitive to breath and had a very magical sixth sense. Although Wang Gui did not make any sound, the master still vaguely sensed the uneasiness. He always felt that the aura around him had changed a little, especially under the wall of the yard, where the dark place could not see clearly with his eyes, but the feeling was different.

Without hesitation, the master immediately locked a point in the wall and fired an arrow with a whoosh.

I have to say that the master's sixth sense is very magical. This arrow did not hit Wang Gui, but it was also very close to him. Just less than a foot to his right, the arrow penetrated half a foot into the wall. Wang Gui was shocked and sweated coldly and never dared to move again.

Now it's a bet. In this dark night, the master just shot arrows based on his feelings and did not find his specific position.

There was a silence around him, and the master did not speak, and Wang Gui did not speak. The provocative curse of Wang Laosan in the distance had lost its effect. The master's attention is now in the yard where he is in.

The two sides were silently stalemate, comparing patience, whoever acted first would lose.

It was late autumn, and the climate in the desert was polarized. It was hot during the day and cold at night. Wang Gui stood under the wall where the temperature plummeted, but the sweat on his face kept flowing down, and his heart was so fast that it seemed to rush out of his skin.

But he knew that he could not move because he clearly heard the enemy on the roof pulling the bowstring, and the direction of the arrow was facing his position. With a slight sound, he would like to bring up a death-seeking post from the King of Hell.

One is a hunter and the other is a prey. The hunter wants to get rid of the prey. The prey wants to backfire the hunter, and both sides are calmly competing with patience.

However, there is still a gap between the two sides who are enemies. Wang Gui is just a personal guard. He has the determination to die, but his ability to kill the enemy is still a little worse than that of the masters.

Finally, Wang Gui couldn't help it.

Exposed under the wall and stalemate to each other, Wang Gui felt that his physical strength was very exhausted, and competing with patience was also a physical job, which Wang Gui could no longer bear.

In the cat's lower body silently, Wang Gui held a stone in his palm, held his breath, and then moved inch to the left side of the wall very slowly like the slow motion in the movie...

Just as he was about to approach the windowsill of the earthen house, the enemy on the roof suddenly shot an arrow. This time the arrow shot very accurately at Wang Gui's abdomen. Obviously, after enduring, the sharpshooter made the correct judgment.

Hearing the buzzing sound of the bowstring, Wang Gui was shocked, and subconsciously twisted his body, then his left waist numb. Before he could feel the pain, the stone in Wang Gui's hand smashed out. At the same time, his body rolled, rolled under the eaves of the earthen house, and left the gaze of the sharpshooter.

Looking down at his waist, a feather arrow was inserted into his waist, and the blood had dyed the clothes on his waist red. Wang Gui grinned and laughed silently, feeling his physical strength disappearing rapidly with the blood flowing out...

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In the camp outside the city, Gu Qing was woken up by Han Jie. He was so angry that he was staring at the guard in front of him.

"Wang Gui and Wang Laosan stay in the city to look for the murderer?" Gu Qing frowned and said coldly: "It's just a mess! They are experts, especially with the cover of night and the ability to shoot from a long distance. Don't you know how much Wang Gui and the others can do?"

The personal guard who came back to report the letter lowered his head and said, "The villain advised him, but Wang Gui refused to listen. He said he would do his best to the Marquis..."

Gu Qing took a deep breath.

The group of personal guards under him were reckless, but they were also loyal. Even Li Longji's spy, Wang Gui was loyal to him, which sounded very contradictory, but Wang Gui was such a contradictory person. He could only bear his pain and his choice.

"Han Jie, we are passing our military order and immediately allocate a thousand people to the city. The other party is a sharpshooter. Let's bring a shield. Since we have exposed our heads tonight, we will deal with him!" Gu Qing said coldly with murderous intent.

Han Jie held his fists and took the order.

Gu Qing stopped him again: "Also, the sharpshooter camp also called over to let the other party see the might of the sharpshooter in our army. He is not only capable of hurting people by secret arrows."

The low trumpet blew in the camp, and torches were lit outside the camp tent that had already rested. The generals put on their armor and sweared at the slow-moving soldiers, and ordered them to line up in armor. The war horses were neighing uneasy, shaking their big heads impatiently.

Gu Qing also put on his armor, without any unnecessary nonsense, rode a war horse and ordered: "Go!"

Under the eaves of the houses in the city, the wounds on Wang Gui's waist were getting more and more painful, and the blood was flowing more and more. His lips gradually lost their blood and were as pale as his face.

Although he left the sharpshooter's sight, Wang Gui did not dare to relax. The sharpshooter was not just a sharpshooter. He also had the ability to kill the enemy by throwing his bow and arrow. However, Wang Gui had lost all his strength.

"If the Marquis' reinforcements don't come again, tonight will be my death day..." Wang Gui murmured with his eyes closed.

"Another arrow... I can get another arrow. I will fight this arrow and bet on whether I can bite a piece of his flesh!" Wang Gui's eyes showed a fierce look.

He covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and held the arrow inserted between his waist with the other hand, and pulled it out with a little force. Wang Gui's eyes were glaring and let out a muffled groan. The beads of sweat as big as beans fell down his cheeks, and the arrows on his waist had been pulled out.
Chapter completed!