"It's better to run quickly, King Lou Fan is not dead yet!" the head resting on Bai Yunzi's shoulders reminded him.
"Let's go, let's go!" Tian Long and others did not dare to hesitate any longer, got on the pulley, and directly started the grassland desert racing mode.
Behind the iron pulley was a group of galloping cavalry, numbering about three thousand in number, chasing them crazily, shouting constantly.
Only the wind noise of the pulley blocked their voices. Finally, under the watch of the Loufan cavalry, Bai Yunzi and his party bypassed the grassland and went straight to the Lishi Fortress of the Qin Army. After all, this was the closest camp of their own people.
"What on earth are they shouting? Why don't they fire any arrows?" Meng Qing looked back and felt that he was a bit arrogant in this building. In a fatal situation, the opponent actually stopped and did not shoot the last arrow. Now three thousand people are chasing him.
They are a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people, but they have lost nothing.
"Who knows!" Bai Yunzi and Tian Long also shook their heads. Even the sharpshooters couldn't hear clearly, and they couldn't hear clearly even more.
"I really want to hear it!" Jin Yao said hesitantly.
"What did they say?" Bai Yunzi simply put Jin Yao on his chest and rubbed the dog's head angrily.
"They seem to be welcoming their new wolf king and the new four great priests!" Jin Yao thought for a while before sorting out the content of the intermittent voice.
"Holy crap, it seems like this is really happening!" Tian Long sat up directly, then bumped into the top of the pulley and had to sit down again.
"We seem to have completed the journey to become the Wolf King in Loufan and have become the new Wolf King!" Tian Long said carefully, stroking his head.
"..." Everyone was silent. It seemed that this was really the case. Except for Na Tulu who knew that he and his party were from the Central Plains, it seemed that no one else knew.
"You really want to go to Loufan to be the king of Loufan!" Bai Yunzi rolled his eyes.
Everyone smiled awkwardly. The name of China will never change for the king!
"By the way, what happened to that last arrow?" Jin Yao still remembered that a certain guy suddenly ran up to him, said he wanted to borrow it, but in fact he was robbing him, and without saying a word, he pulled out his spine bone and used it as a pawn.
The arrow is useless.
"We almost all died!" Meng Qing took out the crossbow and half of the golden arrow used by Lou Fan to shoot the dead hand, and then told what happened.
For a moment, everyone's backs felt cold. If that arrow were shot, Meng Qing would die and the other party would live. After they walked out, none of them, the old, weak, sick and disabled, could escape the pursuit of the archer.
kill.
"So why?" Jin Yao and others looked at the half of the golden arrow.
"Is it possible that the arrow is too short to hit the bowstring?" Jin Yao asked.
"Who told you that you can't kill people without arrows? When you reach the level of a master archer, you can use your true energy to condense the missing arrow and kill an ordinary person without missing an arrow. The opponent can use your true energy to condense the remaining half of the missing arrow, and then
Shoot me." Meng Qing was still frightened as he said it, wondering why the other party hesitated.
Bai Yunzi, Tian Long, Jin Yao and even Yang Lou, who was driving the pulley in a muffled voice, couldn't understand. Why?
"Before we come out, Pindao did a fortune-telling for you. It may be God's will that there is no danger!" Bai Yunzi said with a smile. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. It's the best if you survive.
After running for half a day, the pulley finally lost its energy source and stopped in the uninhabited grassland and Gobi desert.
"Wait for someone to pick me up or go back by yourself?" Yang Lou asked, looking at everyone.
"With our current condition and these two legs, do you think we can still walk back? Even if we can walk, do you think we can still catch up with the battle in Donghu King City?" Meng Qing asked rhetorically.
"Okay, let's light the fireworks and wait for the Mohist disciples from Lishi Fortress to arrive!" Yang Lou didn't waste any time and lit a firecracker. The white smoke slowly floated into the air, but it quickly dissipated.
Without a trace.
"What is this?" Bai Yunzi and others looked at Yang Lou in confusion. Without Wuxi Wuyan, how did the Mo family determine that someone was asking for help?
"This is the ink fragrance of my Mohist family. It is colorless and odorless. After it is lit, the canaries of the Mohist family within a radius of three hundred miles can sense it and guide the Mohist disciples to come here!" Yang Lou explained.
Everyone didn't ask any more questions, found a place with leeward wind, set up tents, and then sat cross-legged on the spot, each recovering from their injuries.
"Commander Yang Lou, can you attach the ridge bone to me first, and I will repair the rest myself!" Jin Yao looked at everyone with their eyes closed in boredom, he still had to repair it before it could be used.
Yang Lou opened his eyes, then untied the wooden body's skin bag, and then reassembled a bunch of scattered parts, but some parts were still damaged and unusable.
"We can only repair it here for the time being, and we have to go back to the main hospital to repair the rest!" Yang Lou had no choice, both waists were gone, and God couldn't save him even if he came.
Jin Yao didn't expect anything extra. He just removed all the parts from the two waists, then made the usable parts into one and put it back together, and he could barely walk.
"Can it still be used like this?" Bai Yunzi and others had actually woken up a long time ago and watched Jin Yao grabbing two bright colorful kidneys and tearing them apart, leaving only one of the two and rubble on the ground.
"Theoretically, it's possible. Well, doctors seem to think it's possible, too." Jin Yao thought for a while and said.
"Physician? Which master said this?" Bai Yunzi and others asked hurriedly. They wanted to understand first, and then stay away from him, lest they get injured one day and the other party would also tear them apart.
"Forgot!" Jin Yao said blindly.
After waiting for two days, the early morning fog finally broke, and there was a rapid sound of horse hooves and the sound of gold and stone clashing. A majestic shiny white tiger and a cavalry appeared in front of everyone.
"Qin Mo's lineage, Meng Tian, Meng Yi, which disciple of the Mo family is asking for help!" The leader of the cavalry and a disciple on the White Tiger asked.
"It's them!" Jin Yao was surprised, and then led everyone out.
"Mozi is the leader of the debate, Jin Yao, along with the Mohist leader Zhao Guoda, Yang Lou, the Taoist patriarch Bai Yunzi, the peasant Chiyou Hall leader Tian Long, and the Five Elements patriarch Meng Qing, have returned from the beheading mission!" Jin Yao said with a smile.
Meng Tian who was riding on the horse also waved to the cavalry behind him to put down their weapons and rode up, looking behind the rocks.
Behind the rocks, Meng Qing also walked out with a smile.
"He's a master!" Bai Yunzi and others looked at the young general in surprise. He could actually find Meng Qing's hidden location at a glance.
"He is Meng Ao's grandson!" Jin Yao explained.
Bai Yunzi and others nodded, then it's no problem.
"Seniors, sir, please!" Meng Tian and Meng Yi looked at the group and were shocked. Almost no one was intact, which shows what kind of battle these five people have gone through.
"Remember to bring the pulley!" Jin Yao reminded him after he turned over and mounted the horse brought by the cavalry.
Meng Yi nodded, and then ordered people to pull the pulley hidden behind the rocks back to Lishi Fortress.