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Chapter 385 Survived

"Kill, kill all of you man-eating beasts!"

"Obviously as long as you don't eat people, you won't die. Why don't you understand this?"

The woman was riding a horse, chasing the fleeing monsters, sometimes stabbing them with a spear, sometimes shooting with a bow and arrow, and very rarely, she would use a shotgun to block the fleeing monsters.

The survivors of the castle patrol and the caravan were all stunned.

"To fight one against a thousand, this is something only the ancient overlords could do!" someone murmured to himself.

"High-level cultivators are scary, especially those in divine attire..." the caravan leader sighed.

He has the best say in this matter. He has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running away. An ordinary sixth-level cultivator will never be able to achieve the level of this woman. At most, he can escape unscathed.

"Okay, let's go up and help the heroine. We just take this opportunity to clean up the strange monsters nearby to prevent them from coming again to cause trouble on the trade route." The captain of the patrol team ordered.

Dozens of team members gathered together tightly and chased a group of escaping monsters.

They didn't dare to hunt the monsters alone like that woman. They had to concentrate their efforts to ensure there were no casualties.

The three strongest ones are in front, and there are people behind them supporting particle shields, and they are responsible for the output.

Once the shield's defensive effect weakens, someone else will take a rest.

By taking turns like this, ordinary castle patrols can hunt down aberrant monsters at an acceptable cost in this kind of outdoor combat.

The survivors of the caravan looked at the fighting methods of the two sides and saw a sharp contrast. One was wanton and arrogant, while the other was cautious.

"Well, I remember when there was peace in the past, many people were playing something called online games, and there were players and civilians in there. Now we can really see it..." A caravan member sighed.

After everyone watched the battle for a while, they suddenly discovered more strange things.

"Hey, have you noticed that the opponent's horse never gets tired? It is indeed a different horse." Someone exclaimed.

"Well, can a top-notch mount be the same as these mortal horses below us?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me quickly to see if there is anyone else alive." The leader of the caravan said immediately when he saw that the strange things were almost gone.

Several caravan members responded, knowing in their hearts that finding people was not the purpose, but finding goods was.

Many people died on this trip, but fortunately not many cultivators died. After all, cultivators' reaction speed and escape ability are much stronger than ordinary caravan members.

Ordinary people will die when they die, and they can just recruit more people; but cultivators are in trouble, and it is often difficult to recruit new people for caravans that have died before cultivators.

They would rather join the castle patrol than join this kind of caravan where people can easily die.

It seems that this caravan will be disbanded after this time.

Several people drove their horses back to the place where they were ambushed, and several carts overturned to the ground.

What surprised them was that there was actually a guy alive!

The man huddled under a truck. The truck was rolling over, only a gap was exposed, and the guy was curled up in the truck bed.

This man was very young, less than twenty years old, and his face was very frightened, but his eyes could still see a hint of agility.

"A Xin? You, how did you survive?" The leader of the caravan was really shocked. The tough woman just now couldn't surprise him so much.

After all, the former is so tough that he can come up with many reasons, such as magical equipment, children of aristocratic families, etc...

Only this guy who had just traveled with the caravan a few times could survive such a roundup. This was so strange to him.

"It's Captain Liu. Quickly open the car and let me out." Ah Xin said in surprise.

"Come on, come on, let's work together to open a gap for you."

The four people exerted their strength together, and the strength of the body builder was clearly demonstrated. The carriage weighing several tons forcefully opened a large gap.

A Xin quickly climbed out of the gap.

"Tell me, how did you survive?"

Ah Xin was still in shock. He looked around first and found that there was no trace of the strange things. Then he said with relief:

"Actually, I was also discovered by an aberration, but I gave it two hundred yuan of circulation coupons in time, and it pretended not to see me, and also drove other aberrations away from here..."

"Is it that simple?" the caravan leader asked in disbelief.

"Yes, it's that simple." A Xin said seriously.

Two hundred yuan is indeed not a small sum. It is equivalent to more than half a year's salary of an ordinary worker. It is reasonable to buy a life.

"Damn it, it seems like they are weird and want money very much, but this time, why don't those leaders even accept money to buy their lives?" the caravan leader said angrily.

"It seems to be related to the notice issued. I'm afraid the aberration leaders have reached some agreement to specifically target us." Someone speculated.

We are not ignorant people from the feudal era. On the contrary, those who can reach the threshold of cultivation have passed the basic intelligence level. All they lack is information.

At this moment, some people guessed some truth.

The inside story of Operation Hell cannot be announced directly. The only way to alert civilians is through other means.

For example, it is forbidden to go out at will, issue warnings about strange movements, strengthen patrols in the castle, etc...

However, these caravans, because of luck and inertial thinking, continued to do business in the previous way, and naturally they were in bad luck.

While talking, several people were packing up the vehicles, performing temporary maintenance on the vehicles that could still be driven, and classifying the goods that were still useful, trying to minimize losses.

When they were almost done, the castle patrol and the woman came over.

The leader of the caravan rushed forward and took out two stacks of circulation coupons in his hand, which were of average thickness and seemed to be in the thousands.

"Thank you to both parties for upholding justice for us, hunting down the evil monsters, avenging our caravan, and recovering the losses. Please don't refuse."

As he spoke, he handed over the money.

"It's easy to say, but recently various castles have issued notices to be cautious when going out, as monster attacks are frequent." The patrol leader took the reward unceremoniously, without counting it, and directly handed it to the person next to him for collection.

The woman also took it, nodded lightly, and said nothing.

"Oh, it's all life. If you don't go out for a day, how can this caravan survive? People eat what horses chew. I thought it would be fine if I made one more trip, but I didn't expect it to be so unlucky." The leader of the caravan saw the woman.

Just accept the money and feel relieved.

It seems that there is no need to worry about the other party's retaliation for his previous dragging behavior.

"Yes, you are quite unlucky, but you are not the only one who is unlucky. We will also have a hard time in the future," the patrol captain sighed, and then introduced to him, "This Zhou heroine has an extraordinary origin. She comes from the legendary

Immortal Cavalry Regiment, you can survive this time, so thank you very much."

"What?" The leader of the caravan was shocked. Of course he had heard of the Undead Cavalry Regiment. In the past two years, it had become famous like thunder.

Who doesn't know that they are invincible, and seeing them is like a grandson meeting his ancestors. There have been hundreds of battles, big and small, and there have never been any casualties. Which field team wouldn't be envious to death?

"No wonder, I have admired them for a long time. It turns out that they are from the Immortal Cavalry Regiment traveling. This is really our luck." The leader of the caravan hurriedly complimented.

"It's easy to say," Zhou Xi said calmly, "Weird monsters have been attacking frequently recently. You should be more careful in the future."

"You should be careful, but you still have to eat, so you can't squat in the castle every day, right?" The patrol leader suddenly shook his head and said, "I don't know what the situation will be in the future. If this keeps up, I'm afraid many castles won't be able to survive.

The goods piled up in our castle have not been shipped out for a while."

"Yes, yes, most of the goods this time have been lost. I don't know how to explain it when I go back." The leader of the caravan also sighed.

Zhou Xi didn't speak, but just turned his gaze to the east. There should be someone who could solve this problem over there.


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