Chapter 8 Jungle Hunting

Everyone in the hunting group did not expect that someone could get rid of the magician's spiritual curse in an instant. Zhang Debiao killed two people in a row, then rode out on the giant dog!

According to their past experience, these rural barbarians from southern Xinjiang are stupid and have no power to resist the magician's spiritual curse. Who would have thought that there would be an alien like Zhang Debiao among the barbarians?

The old man quickly shouted loudly: "Shoot the arrow! Release the arrow quickly and shoot him to death!"

Duh, duh, duh!

A series of sharp arrows shot out from behind. Zhang Debiao hurriedly leaned down. Some of them even passed by his ears and were nailed into the tree trunk in front. The arrow feathers were trembling!

Fortunately, Xiao Hei ran so fast that the archers had no time to shoot the second arrow and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"A bunch of trash! Tie up these piglets, take them to a tent, gag their mouths, and only give them water three meals a day to prevent them from regaining their strength."

The old man was obviously the leader of the slave hunting group, and he ordered in an orderly manner: "These pig beasts are all gold coins, and each one is worth thousands when sold to the capital! If you kill one, I only ask you! Others clean the battlefield, The dead are burned on the spot, waiting for other pigs and beasts to come and throw themselves into the trap. The coming-of-age ceremony for southern Xinjiang people is a good season for harvesting gold coins!"

The gray-robed great magician on the side said respectfully: "Master Parron, there is also a pig cub that has escaped. If he escapes back to the barbarian tribe, he may cause us trouble..."

"He can't run away!" The old manager Palen snorted coldly and said: "Cologne!"

"My subordinate is here." A swordsman with two hands like an iron tower stood up and said with a loud voice.

This great swordsman was in armor and fully armed. Even his face was covered by a mask under his helmet, only a pair of sharp eyes were exposed. He was holding two broad swords, more than a foot wide and more than two meters long!

The weight of this outfit alone is probably four to five hundred kilograms!

"Colon, you and your nine best guards must capture that pig beast, no matter dead or alive!"

The two-handed swordsman Cologn lifted his mask, showed a ferocious smile, licked his lips, and said with a ferocious smile: "In front of my two swords, even the best warrior of their tribe will not be able to escape death!" Immediately choose from the guards. Nine people came out, jumping like flying in the jungle, following the traces left by Zhang Debiao.

Zhang Debiao soon discovered that someone was following him. At this moment, the sun was setting in the west and night was falling. The forest was dark and gloomy, and it was difficult to discern the direction. He was not sure at all that he could return to Wildhammer Village by the original route. If you wander around in the forest, you are very likely to get lost, or even break into the territory of a certain king-level monster!

"The Sunset Forest is the territory of us southern Xinjiang people. If you want to fight me in the forest, you are really desperate!"

The young man jumped off Xiaohei's back, leaned down and put his ears to the ground, listened for a moment, and murmured: "Ten people...listen to the heavy footsteps. The four heaviest people are swordsmen, and the footsteps of the three archers are slightly louder." Light, and the one with empty steps must be the magician! The last two people who can barely hear the footsteps must be thieves! "

This listening skill was learned by Zhang Debiao from Kuaiji Kidd. Although it is not as superb as Fatty, it is still easy to listen to the footsteps of several people running at full strength.

"With the magician here, things will be difficult to handle..."

The young man frowned, glanced at the iron birch forest next to him, and suddenly had an idea in his mind. Iron birch is a common tree species in Sunset Forest. This kind of tree is extremely hard and as straight as a gun. People in southern Xinjiang often use it to replace iron tools.

Zhang Debiao whittled ten short spears from iron birch wood and carried them behind his back. Then he tied the daggers to the back of the mountain guard dog and said softly: "Xiao Hei, keep running forward and don't come back." The mountain guard dog immediately shot toward the mountain guard like an arrow from a string. He ran out in front of him.

Zhang Debiao also immediately took action, erasing the footprints he left, climbing with both hands, like a flexible big ape, climbing up a towering tree beside the road, hiding on the trunk of the tree whose crown extended to the middle of the road, quietly He took off two iron birch spears from his back and stared at the road below without blinking.

The reason why he let Xiao Hei take away the machete was because he was afraid that the setting sun would reflect on the blade. Any reflection of cold weapons in the forest is very likely to be detected by the enemy, but using iron birch does not have this problem.

"We must first ambush the magician. The curses of these magicians are the nemesis of our southern Xinjiang people! Get rid of this magician first, and then you have a chance of winning against others!"

The pursuers finally arrived, and running in front was the heavily armored swordsman Cologne. This two-handed swordsman ran like a wild horse, rumbling, and as soon as he stepped on it, turtle shells appeared on the ground beneath his feet. Ordinary cracks, extremely fast.

Zhang Debiao's face suddenly became solemn. This man's strength has been able to spread fighting energy all over his body, forming a body-protecting aura. His strength is comparable to that of a barbarian fighter!

Compared with the people of Southern Xinjiang, human beings are born with weaker bodies, but their advantage is that they can directly cultivate fighting spirit. Unlike the people of Southern Xinjiang, only when they reach the level of tenth-level barbarian warriors can the barbaric energy in their bodies slowly turn into barbaric fighting spirit.

This Cologne has obviously trained his fighting spirit to an extremely pure level, and his body is as strong as the people from southern Xinjiang. Among the people Zhang Debiao has seen, apart from his father Rock Wild Hammer, he is undoubtedly the strongest!

Following closely behind Cologne were two high-level thieves, whose figures were floating and erratic, stopping from time to time to check the traces on the ground. After a few steps, they suddenly accelerated and rushed with a flash of white light. This is a special skill unique to thieves, the wind-like movement, which has an unparalleled speed advantage in short-distance sprints. Fatty Kidd relied on this skill to become the fastest runner in Xinli Tantalum City.

Later came three lightly armed long swordsmen, one in front and two behind, running at full speed with their heads down, and their footwork was always orderly. It was obvious that the three of them cooperated closely and often fought as a team.

"This is definitely not an ordinary slave hunting group. How can an ordinary hunting group have so many powerful members? This camel bell merchant group is probably not small..."

Zhang Debiao frowned, and the fourth group of trackers had appeared below. His target, the middle-aged magician, was running in the middle of the road. He was obviously added with magic such as levitation, and he could barely keep up with the pace of everyone. The three archers acted as guards, protecting the magician in the center, with a distance of no more than 50 meters!

If any one of them is attacked at this distance, it will be enough for the archers and magicians to react and fight back against the enemy with the fastest magic and arrows!

Zhang Debiao's pupils gradually shrank, like wheat spikes, and he kept calculating the distance between these people in his mind.

When the last archer was about to appear under the tree, the boy jumped down from the tree silently!

Crack!

The boy's feet landed on the shoulders of the last archer, and the strong inertia directly crushed his bones, and the whole person turned into a pool of mud in an instant!

At the same time, Zhang Debiao's iron birch spear in his right hand shot out, and the short spear in his left hand shot out almost at the same time, one shot at the running magician, and the other went straight to the second archer in front!

The distance of 50 meters passed in the blink of an eye, and the short spear came behind the magician almost in an instant. The magician had experienced hundreds of battles. When he heard the sound of bones breaking behind him, he knew that the situation was not right. He was not in a hurry to turn around to fight the enemy, but raised his magic wand and quickly recited a simple spell.

Frost shield!

The magician just finished reading this spell, and felt his body shake. The black short spear brought out a blood arrow from his chest, and pierced into the soil more than ten steps ahead with a thud, leaving only a small hole in the ground. The short spear was completely pierced into the ground and disappeared!

It was not until this time that the magic power of the frost shield was completely stimulated. With a swish, a slowly rotating elliptical ice wall formed behind him, which was magnificent. Then the ice wall broke with a crash, covering the body of the middle-aged magician.

Zhang Debiao's other short spear did not work. The people who came to chase him were simply the best soldiers. When they noticed something was wrong, they reacted immediately. The second archer quickly jumped into the woods beside the road and narrowly avoided the short spear. The other archer quickly took the arrow, bent the bow, turned around and shot!

Before Zhang Debiao could launch a second attack, the sharp arrow shot in front of him, and he hurriedly jumped into the jungle on the left. Archer No. 3 kept shooting arrows, forcing him to move again and again. Continuous arrows were extremely physically demanding, and Archer No. 3 soon ran out of energy. The young man was about to throw a short spear to shoot him, but the archer also ducked into the jungle and disappeared.

Zhang Debiao hid behind a big tree, and only then did he have time to take a few deep breaths. Although this battle was long, it happened in an instant. In the blink of an eye, two people died. Anyone who was a little careless would inevitably die!

"These people are all first-class players, and their cooperation is really amazing! Even a large slave-hunting group cannot have a large number of such strong people. Could it be that this Camel Bell Merchant Group is really an army?"

He only had time to rest for a while, and then he heard light footsteps from both sides. Obviously, the two archers did not leave, but instead surrounded him from both sides and came towards him. Zhang Debiao leaned his head to the right, and immediately the bowstring sounded, and a flash of arrow came towards him, and he quickly retracted his head.

There was no need to look at the left side, and the result would be the same. Zhang Debiao was sure that if he dared to run out from behind the tree, he would be shot into a hedgehog in an instant! But if he kept hiding behind the tree and let the two archers complete the encirclement, he would definitely be shot into a hedgehog!

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at the top of the tree.

After the two archers completed the encirclement, they saw that there was no enemy behind the tree, and they knew that it was not good, and immediately hid behind the nearest big tree. These two people were also experienced fighters, and naturally knew that Zhang Debiao had taken the opportunity to climb up the tree, but the time was too short, and they did not see clearly where he was hiding.

Zhang Debiao was also amazed. The two people reacted so quickly that he had no chance to shoot, so he completed the evasive action and quickly found a cover.

Archer No. 2 and Archer No. 3 were hiding in a position where they could see each other. They exchanged battle plans silently and reached an agreement. They both appeared from behind the tree, bent their bows and drew arrows, aiming at the crown of the tree where Zhang Debiao was. To their surprise, the enemy did not take the opportunity to shoot the spear! If Zhang Debiao made a slight move, they could find the opponent's position and shoot an arrow through his skull, successfully resolving the battle. However, the enemy did not act according to their plan, which made the two nervous and hurriedly retreated behind the tree. Although they had the arrows to shoot the enemy, they were still afraid of Zhang Debiao's short spear.

Zhang Debiao's power and accuracy in throwing short spears can completely match their strong bows, and he can shoot with both hands, which is absolutely certain to kill them at the same time!

The two archers gestured again and discussed another battle plan, but the tree behind the second archer trembled violently and there was a burst. The second archer looked at the spear tip emerging from his chest in surprise, with disbelief in his eyes, and muttered: "What a strong arm..." He died with his head tilted, hanging on the tree motionlessly, with blood still dripping from the spear tip.

It turned out that when they appeared to lure the enemy just before, Zhang Debiao determined the direction they were hiding. After the two returned to the tree, he gathered his strength and shot out an iron birch spear. The force was so great that it actually shot through the tree that two people could hug together, killing the second archer alive!

"Who said hiding behind a tree is safe?"

At this time, Zhang Debiao and Archer No. 3 ran out of their hiding place at the same time. Their positions were exposed and no longer safe, so they had to change positions as soon as possible. The two found each other almost at the same time. Archer No. 3 kept moving, opening and closing the bow in his hand, and shooting arrows in succession, while Zhang Debiao also waved his hand to return the short spear.

While dodging each other's attacks, the two launched the most violent offensive against each other, and they could not stop at all. As long as the movement paused a little, there was a slight flaw, they would be killed by the other side. In the sunset forest, a sniper battle in the cold weapon era was staged. Archer No. 3 was as precise and meticulous as a textbook archer in shooting and dodging, while Zhang Debiao was as agile and sharp as a beast. It was hard to imagine that this humanoid Tyrannosaurus was as flexible as a leopard.

Zhang Debiao moved quickly through the jungle, waiting for an opportunity to launch a final blow to his opponent. After a battle, only the last of the ten short spears he prepared was left.

The situation of Archer No. 3 was similar. He only had a pot of arrows behind him, with a total of 30 arrows in the pot. In order to deal with Zhang Debiao, he often shot arrows in succession, but he was at the end of his rope. More importantly, his physical strength had begun to seriously fail. He was gasping for breath like a broken bellows, but he couldn't stop to rest. As long as he paused for a while, he was sure that the opponent's short spear would pierce his chest without hesitation!

"His physical strength can't support it, and there are not many arrows. The victory or defeat depends on this moment!" Zhang Debiao saw Archer No. 3 hiding behind a boulder, his eyes flashed, and he approached silently like a big civet cat. When he came behind the boulder and saw the figure of the archer, he was stunned. The archer's head tilted to one side, and he had been dead for a long time. There was an arrow stuck in his chest, and the quiver behind him was empty. Obviously, Archer No. 3 knew that he was not his opponent, so he left the last arrow for himself and committed suicide to avoid falling into the hands of the enemy.

"A respectable opponent, but I don't know your name..." Zhang Debiao placed his spear beside the corpse, clenched his right fist on his chest, and saluted the unknown archer. This is the etiquette of the people in southern Xinjiang when burying warriors. Although they are enemies who will never stop until death, in Zhang Debiao's heart, this archer is indeed a warrior worthy of admiration.

"If you were not a member of the slave-hunting group, but a guard of an ordinary caravan, maybe we would still be by the campfire, drinking and laughing..."

Zhang Debiao sighed and was about to get up and walk towards the road in the jungle. Suddenly, a surge of magic fluctuations appeared in the forest, giving him an indescribable pressure. This is the terrifying pressure of a high-level king-level magic beast.

The young man quickly crouched down and hid behind a big rock. He looked up quietly and saw a huge figure swimming in front of him.

"It turned out to be him! With this guy here, it will be much easier to rescue Abugen and the others, but how to get him to help is a problem..."