Chapter 639: Nest bow

Bishop is preparing his hammer, and Zhou Qingfeng is paying attention to his uncontrolled anvil.
In a valley six or seven kilometers away from the town of dense fog, a telescope can see a smoky village in the distance. The fence wall of the village was completely pushed down, and several houses were on fire.
A dozen corpses were hung on a large tree outside the village, and under the tree were relatives of the dead.
A noble army of hundreds of people occupied the village. But the village is too small to live in. So they scored a group of people camping outside the village.
From beginning to end, this army has always been in a group and has not been scattered.
"This group of guys are well-behaved." Zhou Qingfeng put down the telescope and gave it to the old bank next to him. "But they are not good enough."
Old Bank observed the tragedy in the village without expression.
As an ‘old nobleman’, he could n’t say anything, he could only do his best to serve the lord, and looked forward to the dragon slayer becoming an evil dragon sooner.
The Hugo lord is wise, decisive, strong in execution, commandable, and has the potential to evolve into a 'dragon'. The Butch family had a 90% chance to win the Cold Wind City, but now they are cut to 50%.
Does anyone know that the cold wind city was empty a few days ago, and the whole city was handed over to the inspection office Wilson to preside over the management. The low-level apprentices with only the Wizard's Tower in the city are considered to be the most powerful, and the others have only ordinary cavalry and infantry.
If the nobles of Banshee Castle are more courageous, they may have pierced the window paper this time. But after defeating Exxon, this opportunity disappeared.
Shealy took Mondino and others back to Coldwind City, and even Todd's Orc Guard did not stay. Only Adrian ’s hunt team is responsible for the enemy ’s work.
In addition to the strange maid besides Zhou Qingfeng, there is only Old Bank, who is the key caretaker. As for the "Dying Shadow", stay in the different dimensions of the Alchemy Workshop.
Putting down the telescope, Old Bank asked in a puzzled way: "Lord Hugo, what are you going to do next?"
"I ...?" Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "I don't plan what to do. The next thing is what people living here should do."
Old Bank turned his head again, and twenty or thirty humble villagers lay behind the hillside. Their clothes are ragged, their faces yellow and skinny, and their equipment is equal to zero.
There is no telescope, but I can only see the village in the distance. The villagers are very clear what is happening in the village. Some are crying in a low voice, and others are comforting gently.
Although he had little experience, Adrian ’s secret camp completed the first short training course. The Grievance Conference greatly brought the hearts of the suffering to heart, and the contained personnel were in the collective for the first time.
Zhou Qingfeng was originally worried about whether he could organize loose hearts.
But he underestimated the instincts of the human newspaper to warm up, the cohesion brought about by collective cooperation, and the deceased heart of the poor under the oppression of the nobility.
Twenty or thirty villagers are trained ‘leaders’. They elected the captain themselves, lying on the slopes of the valley until dark, and discussed with each other how to act.
Some ideas are more reliable than Zhou Qingfeng envisioned, so he only provided the necessary information and logistical support, others let go.
Overnight, the sun rose again the next day.
Lord Abetta, who was stationed in the village, came out of a broken house and the attendants brought him cups and wooden dishes for washing. Simply wiped his face, and the Lord asked, "What happened last night?"
"It's safe." The attendant shook his head and flattered: "Master, your strength is too strong. Hugo must have seen you far away, how dare you provoke?"
This was meant to please, but Lord Abetta slapped his attendant with a backhand slap and savagely shouted: "You know how fart. If Hugo is so good to deal with, Exxon will not die."
The attendant covered his swollen face and had to laugh.
Abetta hated that the gang of stupid people were like pigs, and they could only call out her soldiers again, "Let those cubs get me up and continue to sweep the next village.
We must be fiercer and fiercer, more fierce than the enemy, to win. Anyone who hinders us must die.
Send someone to contact Hult and Kane nearby. If I'm in trouble, they have to come over to save immediately. Hugo of the Cold Wind City certainly won't stop, maybe he was peeping nearby. "
Following Abata's binge, the herding soldiers hurried to order, and the noble troops outside the village gathered. The lord had a sullen face and urged himself with a whip.
Anyone who dared to slack off, he stepped forward.
Abetta is extremely heavy, and the soldiers and even the noble officers who are pumped do not dare to say anything, even if they are drawn to the blood, they must endure it.
Everyone in the team was afraid and scared of the Lord, but he had to say that all his men carried a strong force and had basic discipline.
Within half an hour, a team of about 500 people gathered out of the village and set off in a double-row column. The noble knights in the team acted as guards, and the investigators dispersed at least one kilometer to ensure that they were not attacked on the march.
The team was less than 500 meters out of the village, and the mount of a noble knight in front suddenly raised his hoof in pain and hissed. Abetta in the line was extremely excited when he heard the voice.
"Is it an enemy attack? The Hugo men and women finally appeared. The former knights dispersed and let the infantry form. The wizard, ready to summon Hult and Kane who were following. Let them find a way to outsource from the left and right ... .. "
Abeta gave several orders in a sigh of relief, and the men and women who went out of the village changed from columns to columns and from marching to fighting. But wait for all the postures to open, nothing happened outside the village.
The avant-garde knight came back and reported, "Lord, I met a nest bow."
What......?
Abetta was full of joy, and he followed the avant-garde knights to investigate. First, he saw the war horse lying in the middle of the dirt road, and then saw the artificial bow on the roadside.
In fact, the ground is driven into a wooden pile, binding the flexible branches. A pedal is buried in the middle of the road, and as soon as you step on it, it will trigger a branch rebound and shoot a small crossbow caught in the upper part.
The avant-garde knight was dead, and the crossbow did not hit him, but he hit the big horse. The crossbow is also smeared with strong poison, and the body of the war horse will be dying.
I thought I would encounter a fierce and fierce raid, or an overwhelming number of enemy troops would emerge, and even a strong heads-up confrontation would not be enough.
But what does it mean to set a nest bow on the roadside? This gadget is usually used for hunting, and it can only deal with small prey such as rabbits. Larger wolves will not kill.
"You just encountered this?" Abetta asked, staring at the avant-garde knight.
"It is indeed this." The avant-garde knight confronted the Lord, fearful and innocent. "I was responsible for opening the road in front of my head, and I ran into it."
This is too annoying.
Liu Kou, who dare not fight head-to-head, played this kind of tricky stuff.
War horses are valuable combat supplies and cannot be easily discarded. While the injured horse was not dead, Abetta called a priest to treat it.
The priest took a long time to remove a slender crossbow from the horse's belly, and paid a "neutralizing toxin" and "treating minor injuries".
"Be careful," Abetta ordered.
The avant-garde knight re-entered his own warhorse, and only promised to the Lord that he must be careful, and he will never be counted again by this despicable trap.
The warhorse runs slowly, and the avant-garde knight pays special attention to the ground. As a result, he ran out of a hundred meters and hung a thin line hanging on the roadside branch.
A thin line pulled, and a poisonous crossbow shot from the branch. This time the neck of the avant-garde knight was centered.
Abeta was still standing in the same place, watching her subordinates thump down, struggling to call for help.
The priest who just rescued quickly went up. But I don't know what I stepped on halfway. Another nest bow fired from the side of the road, knocking the priest down.
Hiss ..., Abetta took a breath.
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