Chapter 270: 1.270 Compensation
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Hua Shoubei and his party rushed into the town in a messy way, looking for shelters to block the arrows.
It's just that this round of arrows came so suddenly that the soldiers of the Qiu Kingdom didn't have time to react. At least half of them were injured by the arrows falling from the sky, and they all fell to the ground rolling and crying with fear.
Baby Qiao's small face showed a hint of shock, and it took him a while to turn his gaze back from the pile of scattered Qiu soldiers.
Looking up at the sky, he suddenly heard a low hum.
The blue bird quickly flew towards him from the sky, before he could react, he felt his body lighten, and his whole body was thrown onto the back of the blue bird, and suddenly rose into the air.
The child knelt on the blue bird's back with a dumb face, bent down and looked down.
Hua Shoubing hid in the crowd and jumped into a rage. With the support of several people, he tried his best to climb up to the watchtower of the town, and commanded the soldiers to shoot the blue bird in the sky with a large crossbow.
This kind of large crossbow frame is powerful enough to have a long range, but its disadvantages are also obvious, the crossbow is loaded slowly.
Hua Shoubei had a stern look on his face, and it wasn't the blue bird that people aimed at, but the child on the blue bird's back.
It's just that just as he made some moves, the long sword of the boy who stayed up all night was on his neck.
Hua Shoubing didn't see the figure clearly at all, he saw dozens of black figures climbing up quickly, quickly occupying the observation tower and other favorable terrain, and wiped all the surrounding Qiu soldiers' necks with a few strikes.
Blood dripped down the high platform, and hundreds of soldiers below held up spears and machetes, and surrounded the entire watchtower with a bang.
The sword in Aoye's hand lightly touched Hua Shoubei's neck, and Hua Shoubei felt like a poisonous snake slithering to his neck, the coldness made his whole body shiver.
"What are you guys going to do?"
"Retreat obediently, and leave you as a dead body." After saying that, he took out a token and waved it in front of Hua Shou with indifference. Hua Shoubei's pupils shrank. If he hadn't been half-handled, he would have collapsed to the ground exhausted at this moment.
Ink, the personal warrant of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Mo... Why is this happening? Why would it provoke an existence like the prince of the northern Mexican king?
Hua Shoubei was sweating profusely, completely unaware of what was going on.
"Quick action! Let your people stop shooting arrows and throwing stones and other attacks. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a provocation, and you will not be able to bear the anger of the prince of our country." The long sword that stayed up all night on Hua's neck suddenly pressed down a little .
At the same time, the blue bird hovering in the sky fanned the wind with its huge wings, and suddenly knocked down all the stones and arrows that shot into the air.
The group of soldiers from Qiu State howled miserably, they were no match for Qingniao at all.
Hua Shoubing hurriedly shouted, "Stop attacking, stop!"
"Hey!" The blue bird raised its huge wings, slid across the blue sky, and disappeared from everyone's eyes in an instant.
Ao Ye slid his sword across Hua Shoubei's neck and threw his body off the watchtower.
The soldiers of the State of Qiu reached out to catch Hua Shoubing's fallen body, and all of them looked up at the dozens of young men in black with strong aura on the observation tower, all without a leader.
"Go back and tell your majesty, take a good inventory of a batch of supplies, and send them to the first peak of Shenshuizong to Miss Qiao, as compensation for your verbal offense. If the compensation is not in place within three days..." Ao Ye narrowed his eyes coldly, "You guys I don't want to know what the consequences of offending our country's prince will be."
After throwing out a harsh word, the group of black-clothed teenagers who left immediately naturally didn't care about the howling of the group of Qiu soldiers crying for their father and mother.