Chapter 2: Meeting the Enemy

Where should I start with this...?

The Yin spider was shattered by Wu Erlang, and he was already dead and could not die again.Several people here rescued Cheng Zongyang and pulled away the spider silk from his head.

Qi Yuan was nagging about the matter along the way. Although his mother-in-law was a little bit, Cheng Zongyang roughly understood it.

After breaking into the dense forest, I was separated from the caravan.

Everyone searched for a long time, but they couldn't find his whereabouts.

Old Man Zhu told everyone that there was a village in the southern desert in front of him.

Seeing that it was getting late, it was too bad to stay in the forest, so everyone agreed that it would be better to settle down and search again.

Ningyu and Xie Yi still refused to give up, so everyone made an appointment with the two to meet, and then rushed to the village he mentioned with Old Man Zhu.

Unexpectedly, the old guy was also lost and somehow touched the ruins.

It was timely and just saved Cheng Zongyang's life.

If he had come one step late, he would inevitably have just an empty skin like the hare.

The spider ribbon of the Yin spider is toxic. Cheng Zongyang's face and hands that are directly exposed to the spider silk are red and swollen like they are stinged by mosquitoes.

Le Mingzhu came to see her and said that it was not very toxic. She applied some herbs to him and it would be better if she kept it for two days.

Le Mingzhu didn't find Xiao Zi when she left, so she said goodbye to her. When she met her, she was so happy that the little girl was met.Le Mingzhu was even more happy to receive Zhu Huguan handed over by Zongyang and almost wanted to hug him and kiss him.

Cheng Zongyang said disappointedly: Why don’t you kiss me?

Everyone cleared several places in the ruins and placed the team down.

Ning Yu and Xie Yi never came back. Although Cheng Zongyang was nervous, he felt relieved when he thought of Xie Yi and his inconspicuous knife.

Yi Biao set up a bonfire in the ruins, Qi Yuan took out the freshly picked mushrooms and dried fish brought from the Eel tribe and placed them on the fire to grill.

After a day of travel, everyone was hungry. After a while, I ate it all in one bite.

Le Mingzhu was overjoyed because of Zhu Huguan’s loss and was overjoyed. She pestered Cheng Zongyang and insisted on asking him how he caught the monkey.

Hehehe, your face is full of herbs, and there is no place to kiss.

nonsense.

Cheng Zongyang pointed to his lips, there was nothing here.

Le Mingzhu wrinkled her little nose and said contemptuously: I won’t kiss you.

Cheng Zongyang said jealously: You will kiss Xiao Zi.

Xiao Zi is so good.Those people were not good to her at all.

who?

The people in the village, and the bad guys from Guiwangdong.Hello, let’s help Xiao Zi find her mother and take her away.

do what?

Is it good to let her be my junior sister?

Don’t be stupid, will your master accept a little idiot as a disciple?

Thinking of following Xiao Zi almost killing her life, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but be afraid.

Then what's there!

Le Mingzhu said dissatisfiedly: I am so stupid, my master has accepted me.

Cheng Zongyang burst into laughter.

What are you laughing at?What's so funny?

Le Mingzhu gave him a blank look, then turned her eyes and discussed in a low voice: Hello, if you convince her, I will let you kiss her, okay?

Even with such conditions, this girl is really good to Xiao Zi.Cheng Zongyang rolled his eyes, it was not that I had kissed him before.

I thought it would make the girl angry, but Cola Mingzhu only curled her lips, her belly was filled with your smell!It's so stinking!It's so stinking!I will never let you do artificial respiration for me again!

Cheng Zongyang was stunned for a moment. Le Mingzhu had mentioned it at that time, but because she was attacked by a mermaid, she forgot to ask.Do you know artificial respiration?

Of course, these first aid techniques are compulsory practiced by our disciples of Guangming Temple.But we are not as stupid as you!The master said that at least a silk squid should be placed on someone else's mouth, otherwise he would probably get sick through the contact of his mouth.Don't force too much when pressing your lungs to avoid breaking your ribs.However, this is something that people who can’t do anything with it. For example, the best way is to use acupuncture to stimulate the injured person’s own vitality.

Did it be uploaded by your medical ritual?

Le Mingzhu said proudly: First aid skills were sorted out by my master.In addition to artificial respiration, there are also tracheal puncture and abdominal compression methods for hiccups and hiccups for first aid...

The little girl chuckled, not far away, the men in the caravan had finished their food and were setting up tents to prepare for camping.

Yi Biao came back from the rock with a knife and whispered a few words to Yun Cangfeng.Yun Cangfeng's eyes suddenly shone brightly. Where?

There is an open space in the center of the ruins, with dark red blood splashing on the gray rocks.Looking at the pattern on the ground, Cheng Zong raised his hair one by one behind his neck.

A circle, a triangle, simply forms a laughing grimace pattern.The grooves carved with sharp objects are deeply engraved into the rocks, and solidified blood is gathered inside, emitting a pungent smell of blood.

Qi Yuan's face turned pale: Is this Ghost King's Cave?

Old Man Zhu smiled and said with a smile: No, no.At most it was the camp of those grandchildren.

What campsite?

Raise some warriors, practice some witchcraft, cultivate some monsters, etc.

Yi Biao turned his head and said in a cold voice: Old Man Zhu, have you dug a hole and let us jump?

His fierce look shocked Old Man Zhu and quickly waved his hand and said: Misunderstanding!Misunderstand!I...I'm really lost?

Cheng Zongyang touched the itchy part on the side of his nose and said in a deep voice: Old Man Zhu, please explain it to us clearly.Why did it take us to the camp of Guiwangdong?

Old man Zhu said with a grief: It’s really a misunderstanding.The road to the southern wilderness is so declining. As I walked, I didn’t know where I went. This place is getting closer and closer to Guiwangdong, and having their camp is nothing.Xiao Chengzi, haven’t you been with the old man, so haven’t come here too?

Cheng Zongyang looked around and suddenly felt a trembling heart, and the feeling of terror came back.

It was like a poisonous snake lying under the bed, spreading its sharp fangs in a corner that was not within reach of my sight...

Dong!

A metal drum sounded, and then the horses outside neighed.

winter!winter!Winter and winter...

As if the drum sounds from hell were getting closer and closer, Yi Biao took the lead with his only three remaining subordinates, and then the remaining people ran out one after another.

The sound of the bronze drum came from the depths of the dense forest, approaching the ruins step by step.

Everyone raised a bonfire and barbecue food. The fire and the fragrance of the food alone conveyed enough message to the enemies in the forest.

Before they could contact each other, the other party beat the war drum, obviously he was really angry at those who broke into the camp. The battle in front of him was already unavoidable.

The caravan fought with Ghost King Dong several times, either ambushing or encountering battles. The situation of confrontation between the two sides has not yet occurred.

Everyone looked at each other, and Cheng Zongyang said decisively: Yi Biao, you have fought a war, come and arrange it!We all listen to you!

Yi Xiong!

Yi Biao was not polite, and immediately said sternly: Lead the horse behind!Array!

The guard next to him agreed and quickly led the caravan's strong horse to the entrance of the ruins.

The horses of the Yun Chamber of Commerce were all selected war horses. Under his manipulation, more than a dozen war horses lie cross-legged on the ground, forming a half-moon-shaped barrier.

Xie Yi and Ning Yu are not there, and the only remaining four guards of the Yun Chamber of Commerce are the only ones left in the caravan, Wu Zhanwei, Xiao Wei and Qi Yuan from Baihu Chamber of Commerce, and only eight people are added to Cheng Zongyang.

Opposite them, the chaotic sound of branches and leaves sounded from more than ten feet in width at the same time, obviously insignificant quantity.

When Wu Erlang and Su Li were dead, they disappeared. The remaining Huamiao people discussed for a while. Kawa joined in with the only two remaining Huamiao men. Yi Biao placed Xiao Wei, Qi Yuan and a Huamiao man who used the bow behind the barrier surrounded by war horses, and asked the crossbow they used as the first attack force from a long distance.

He and two companions picked up swords, guns and heavy steel shields, stood in front of the war horse in a zigzag shape, forming a prominent arrow.

Cheng Zongyang, Wu Zhanwei, Kava and another flower seedling man were ambushed behind the horse and ready to take over at any time.

The remaining people, including the women of the Hua Miao people, Yun Cangfeng, Le Mingzhu and Xiao Zi, all retreated into the ruins.

As for Old Man Zhu...

Ah, obvious.

Qi Yuan sighed with admiration: I will brag firmly when I brag, and I will firmly protect my life when I save my life. Ding is Ding Mao is Mao, so I will run away without any ambiguity!

It's just right that he doesn't make trouble.

Cheng Zongyang said: Yi Xiong, put Old Man Zhu's donkey in front and beat him to death and we were just eating meat.

Yi Biao slowly raised the spear in his hand, and everyone immediately shut up.

The first Ghost King Dong warrior with a ghost horn appeared from the forest. He held a dark iron bow, pulled his arms apart, and aimed the rough iron arrow at Yi Biao's chest.

Ho...oh...

The warrior of the Ghost King Dong who lost his tongue let out a low roar and appeared from the forest one after another.

They were wearing simple armor, their dark skin was as rough and hard as rocks. On their arms and thighs, the tattoos like talismans flashed slightly with a dark red luster, and their eyes were like beating ghost fire.

These warriors share the same racial characteristics as ghost warriors that the caravans have seen: hideous ghost horns, ugly faces, rock-like strong bodies, sharp teeth and mysterious tattoos.

The only difference is that the ghost horns on their heads are as small as they have just been born and look very new.

Yi Biao raised his breath and shouted loudly: We are - a tense sound. The ghost warrior seemed to have not heard his shouting, letting go of the iron bow, and the arrow tear open the air with a heavy whistling sound and shooting towards him.

Yi Biao!

Yun Cangfeng shouted in a deep voice behind: Needless to say, they can't hear it.

Yi Biao raised the steel shield, opened the iron arrow when the grid was lit, then flapped his right arm, and the spear passed through dozens of feet away, pierced heavily into the ghost warrior's chest, penetrated his body, and nailed him to the ground.

Yi Biao's gun shot opened the prelude to the fight.The ghost warriors next to them ignored the death of their companions. A bloodthirsty red light flashed in their eyes and howled and rushed towards the caravan.

A few arrows flew out from behind the horse.

Xiao Wei's crossbow was the strongest, and the arrow penetrated the thigh of a ghost warrior.

Another man with flower seedlings had a good bow, and shot a ghost warrior on the waist and abdomen. Only a piece of white feather was exposed on his rock-like abdominal muscles, shaking slightly.

In comparison, Qi Yuan's arrow was far inferior. The arrow barely penetrated the skin of a ghost warrior, and the depth was less than a finger. The ghost warrior didn't even reach out to pull it out. His arm muscles bulged and he squeezed the arrow out.

The man from Huamiao next to him said a few words, meaning that Qi Yuan’s method of using the bow was wrong, and he did not pull the bow string completely, and the arrows shot lacked strength.

However, Qi Yuan also had a solution. He pulled off a bag from the mule's back, took out a handful of dry bark, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard, then pulled out the plug of the wine-cute reed, took a bite, and applied the chewed bark and wine to the arrow.

Qi Yuan spit out the bark in his mouth and then grinned his teeth. This is a good thing!Beech bark and wine are the best anesthetics!

Anesthetics may not work.

Cheng Zongyang leaned behind the saddle, squinting his eyes to observe the rushing ghost warrior.He had seen Qi Yuan hunting with this anesthetic, but the effect was not bad, but... these guys were almost dead.

The same envoy from the Ghost King's Cave went to the Baiyi tribe, the Geluo, snake puppet and black tongue encountered in the Biling tribe are different from these ghost warriors.

Although the ghost warrior has breathing and blood, he has no self-will and is driven by others like a puppet.

Cheng Zongyang guessed that like Yi Hu, they were all walking zombies refined by witchcraft.

Qi Yuan made a surprise attack and said: Let’s have a gamble!This anesthetic follows the bloodline, as long as these things will bleed!

The three men lay behind the saddle and shot arrows desperately.

At this time, the disadvantages of Xiao Wei's crossbow machine were revealed. Although his movements were neat, the speed of twisting the string was much slower than pulling the bow. The man from Huamiao fired three arrows, and his crossbow machine was only opened twice.

When Xiao Wei snatched the crossbow for the fourth time, Yi Biao, who was in front, had already rushed over and met the ghost warrior who was rushing towards him.

The first time he fought with the Ghost King Dong warrior was filled with fog, and later only Yi Biao came to the Baiyi clan. It was not until this moment that Cheng Zongyang saw the tactics of these soldiers in the Northern Palace.

Although it was night, the moonlight was extremely bright.

It is obvious that these men have received strict training and have extremely strict combat discipline.

Although Yi Biao was brave, he would never make a quick move. He was already in his hand while throwing out his spear.

When fighting, he held the shield with one hand, blocked the opponent's weapon from the side, and slashed the long sword with his right hand down, cutting off the ghost warrior's calf with one knife.

The two soldiers behind Yi Biao used long weapons. They were separated from Yi Biao by one step, stabbing the ghost warrior opposite Yi Biao, one left and one right, and at the same time blocking the threat from the side for him.

The three of them form a whole that is both offensive and defensive, and they are uniform in advance and retreat.

This scene made Cheng Zongyang feel familiar.

When I first crossed this world, I encountered a small team of cavalry ambushed. At that time, they also adopted similar coordinated tactics to fight against the enemy in groups, try to avoid fighting alone, and maintain an overwhelming advantage at one point.

This tactic is very effective when encountering opponents who advocate personal courage.

Each of the ghost warriors who have received intensive training is no worse than Yi Biao, but Yi Biao and the other three advance and retreat together. Every time they seize the opportunity to attack and launch a small-scale attack, they form a three-on-one situation.

Although they are completely at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they can overwhelm their opponents with three times the strength at the moment of attack.

This attacking group is not only skilled in cooperation, but also adopts extremely flexible tactics, giving full play to its only advantages.

They started attacking from the top of the arc of the Half Moon Formation, always maintaining echoing the rear, no more than five steps away from the Half Moon Formation, so as to avoid being surrounded by the enemy from the rear.

Yi Biao first attracted the enemy's attack to the left in a diagonal manner, then gradually retreated to the edge of the half-moon formation, completely removing the threat from the rear.

Then adjust the distance of the formation slightly, attack to the right in a diagonal manner, block the enemy within three to six steps in front of the formation as much as possible, and pull the opponent back and forth in this range, so that the crossbow behind the half-moon formation can kill the opponent as much as possible within a short distance.

The attack group of three people is the blade of the entire caravan, or the first line of defense.

Behind them is the second line of defense composed of more than a dozen war horses.

The man named Yi Xiong was very good at controlling horses. Whenever the horse was frightened or neighed, he would quickly adjust the formation.

Until a quarter of an hour after the Ghost King Cave warrior launched his attack, no ghost warrior could have rushed through this simple line that could not be called a battle formation.

In addition to Yi Xiong, there were also Huamiao men from Kava and his tribe.

Most of the ghost warriors were attracted by Yi Biao who was protruding from the formation at the forefront. Someone accidentally tried to attack the half-moon formation, but was also dealt with by the crossbow and Kava's long sword.

Xiao Wei, Qi Yuan and another man with a crossbow were the third line of defense.

This is the eighth time that Xiao Wei has opened the crossbow machine. Although his hands are still very stable, his speed is inevitably getting slower and slower.

Qi Yuan's bow pulling force gradually could not keep up with the rhythm, and the arrows shot could not even penetrate the hard skin of the ghost warrior.

However, his anesthetics were not as effective as real ejaculation on the corpse.

Although several ghost warriors shot by him were not seriously injured, their movements became slower.

Qi Yuan kept stunning. These guys were stronger than animals. Even if this medicine was numb, they could still suffocate?

Encouraged by the effects of the anesthetic, Qi Yuan simply gave up the attack and thoughtfully applied medicine to the arrow branch for the flower seedling man and Xiao Wei next to him.

According to Yi Biao's arrangement, Cheng Zongyang and Wu Zhanwei were always lying behind the saddle and did not participate in the battle.

Le Mingzhu was indignant. She thought she was also good at fighting, but no one let her take action. It was too much.

Zong Yang successfully avoided the girl coming to cause trouble with just one sentence.

Look forward to Xiao Zi!

Uh-huh!

Le Mingzhu nodded repeatedly and protected Xiao Zi behind her responsibly.

Cheng Zongyang breathed a sigh of relief. Yi Biao's tactics were very effective. If this girl came up, God knew what she would leak.

The soldiers of Ghost King Dong rushed up several times and fought with Kava and the others. Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but want to take action, but forced himself to suppress it.

Yi Biao put himself and Wu Zhanwei at the end, obviously letting them serve as the reserve team for ambushing.

The longer they hide, the greater the lethality, and the longer the caravan will last.If we can support Wu Erlang, Su Li, and even Xie Yi and Ningyu rush back, everyone will have a chance to survive.

Thinking of this, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but admire this tough man. He only had more than a dozen cards in his hand and had to deduct two more.

But facing opponents with too many disparity, they still insist on keeping a reserve team forever

Even if the commander regulations are correct, the pressure will be too great.

The number of Ghost King Cave warriors they encountered before was no more than ten, and at this time there were nearly thirty ghost warriors coming out of the dense forest, three times the number.

Yi Biao used tactics to consume one-third of the ghost warriors, and six of them were shot by arrows.

There are also several ghost warriors who are not dead, but are shot by arrows with anesthetics and have lost their combat effectiveness.

Although the warriors of Ghost King Cave were as strong as iron and powerful as a group of powerful people, they lacked rationality, like a group of ferocious beasts, who were killed by Yi Biao, an excellent hunter, using tactics.

But the luckiest thing is that these ghost warriors are not as powerful as they have encountered before.

These ghost warriors are like new recruits who have just received training and cannot cooperate with each other. Although there are a lot of them, they can always be found by Yi Biao to kill them.

The other party seemed to see that the situation was wrong. The sound of the bronze drum suddenly changed. The warrior of the Ghost King Dong who was fighting paused for a moment, then divided it into two streams, one besieged Yi Biao, and the other rushed towards the half-moon formation.

Yi Biao was blocked to the left and could not post back for a while.Kava immediately jumped up, and the Huamiao people used to swung out in an arc, slashing towards the enemy in the front.Xiao Wei also threw down the crossbow and carried a knife to break through.Qi Yuan spitted hard into the palm of his hand, roared and flew over the war horse.

Cheng Zongyang and Wu Zhanwei did not wait too long. As another group of ghost warriors joined the attack, Yi Biao finally sent a signal.The two of them jumped from behind the saddle at the same time, pounced forward one left and one right.

The fourth brother!

Cheng Zongyang shouted softly at Wu Zhanwei.

Wu Zhanwei understood. After watching it for so long, he also had some tricks on Yi Biao's tactics.

The two of them did not entangle with the enemy, but grabbed Qi Yuan as quickly as possible and cut over the ghost warrior who was fighting him first.

Then Wu Zhanwei carried his shoulders, squeezed Qi Yuan behind and stood in front.

right!

Kava and the two tribesmen still used the simplest tactics, and the three stood on the front line and faced the ghost warriors respectively.

Soon the three of them were all denied the lottery. If Cheng Zongyang hadn't brought Wu Zhanwei and Qi Yuan to send a speech, the three of them would have all died under the first wave of attacks by the ghost warriors.

A fierce ghost warrior slashed at Cheng Zongyang with an axe. Although he was not tall, his strength was extremely fierce.

His nose was bulging, and his nose was wearing a wild boar's fangs on each side.

Cheng Zongyang held the iron axe at the same time, and the swords and axes intersected, making a sharp friction sound on the blade.

The ghost warrior holding the axe squirted out a heavy breath and the iron axe slashed continuously.

Cheng Zongyang blocked three axes in a row, and felt like a walnut, being smashed bit by bit with a hammer, and his bones were shaking.

Staring at the brand new ghost horn on the ghost warrior's forehead, Cheng Zongyang took a step back, then a tiger jumped, slashed with his left knife and swept across the right knife. With one move, the tiger crossed the stream, the blade slashed heavily on the ghost warrior's corner.

The ghost horn above the head is the racial mark of Ghost King Dong. The ghost samurai that Cheng Zongyang had encountered was stronger than iron. If an ordinary steel knife cut it up, it would immediately roll the blade.

However, the ghost warrior's ghost horn was slightly paused and was cut in half by the blade.

The ghost warrior howled, hugged the broken ghost horn on his forehead with both hands, and blood poured out from his fingers.

He slowly raised his head, his nose wings wearing animal skin narrowed, and his deep and terrifying eyes ignored Cheng Zongyang, but threw themselves into the dense forest behind him.

He opened his mouth and his tongue, which had been cut off half, spit out two words with difficulty: Dagu!

Then blood flowed through the skin and flowed down from every pore of his body. The dark skin quickly dried up and turned into a mummy.