Chapter 145 Sleepless Night  (1)

The situation was very critical at that time.

Obviously, Xiangshuai and Yang Dashuan are ready to take serious action. If the territory is suddenly attacked by robbers at this time, there is no need to guess what may happen next.

It is a big taboo to be distracted in battle.

After seeing Xiang Shuai's afterimage Killing Fist, anyone would sweat a cold sweat for Lao Yang.

And Yang Dashuan himself was also scared.

If Xiang Shuai hadn't stopped at that time, then he would have fallen to the ground now.

"Master, what should I do?" Blu stared at Yang Dashuan with a gaze.

"What else can I do? Get back. Before dawn, I will give me a sleep, and I will have to work tomorrow." Yang Dashuan recognized Posaya. The people in the Elf Empire had to turn and there was no good thing. "Posaya, I respect you as Leren's mentor. I won't care about you this time. Let Xiangshuai leave, I don't want to see you again. Don't want the Bird Winged Crossbow Cart, I will not sell it to you Elf Empire again!"

Leren cried and felt a burst of pear blossoms and rain.

Yang Dashuan's heart was almost broken when he saw her like this.

He didn't say anything, just hugged her and walked back.

The slaves blinked and all went back.

Posaya felt aggrieved.

She just knew that the two of them would be serious next, afraid that something would happen to them would not end at that time. This made the hunters who passed by in a flash and spread a false news, allowing the two to end the battle as soon as possible. But everything would not be so perfect. How could Posaya have thought that there would be such a thing?

"Rog, listen to my explanation..." Posaya shouted from behind.

Yang Dashuan didn't look back, just took care of himself.

Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment, and saw Posaya shouting twice. Seeing that no one paid attention to her, he fell silent and went back alone to the Nanyao Forest. Several hunters followed.

Leren cried all the way, his eyes swollen.

As soon as I returned to the territory, I saw a huntress running back in panic.

On the way back to the empire, Posaya was attacked by robbers from the wasteland. Half of the dozens of hunters who followed him died on the spot, and finally escaped to report the news. Yang Dashuan originally didn't believe it, but when he saw that the hunter was covered in blood, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Didn't dare to tell Lelen, Yang Dashuan arrived secretly with the centaur.

The ground was full of corpses of hunters and ogres.

Several black panthers who had lost their master were lying on the ground, whimpering in a low voice, constantly pushing the master with their claws, whose pupils had dilated.

These hunters were covered in wounds, but the most fatal one was from their throats.

Their throats were bitten roughly, as if they were cut off alive. Their whole body was already shriveled and there was no blood flowing out. Seeing this, Yang Dashuan already understood. This was a typical practice of robbers in the wasteland. When the prey could no longer resist, they prefer to use their mouths to drink the blood on the prey, and use this cruel and unhuman behavior to prove their existence.

Posaya stood in the center of the corpse, and she fell around her with a circle of bear goblins' bodies.

The corpses of these robbers all had scars left by the Manhaby plant javelin, which was fatal. With the swaying fire, Yang Dashuan could clearly see that Posaya's fatal injury came from the knife behind him. This knife was somewhat similar to the scar on his chest, almost spanning the entire body, leaving hideous marks on Posaya's weak and smooth back.

The wound was already black and emitted an unpleasant odor. It was still spreading, and even with the naked eye, you can clearly see the wound rotting little by little.

The centaurs covered their noses, held torches, and frowned and searched for survivors on the battlefield.

After a while, Xiangshuai arrived.

"Finally, there is still a living!" The centaur held up a torch and carried out the almost dying grassland elf from the corpses of the ogres. The hunters hurriedly rushed up and rescued the companion.

Nearly a hundred warriors who passed by in vain, only two survived!

This ending made Xiang Shuai frown.

The hunters were crying in the arms of Posaya's body. Posaya was a respected elder in Yinyue City. The elves who grew up there all liked this amiable tree elf.

"They were sneak attacked by the devil!" Xiang Shuai walked over to Yang Dashuan, who was still stunned.

Needless to say, Yang Dashuan knew the moment he saw the wound on Posaya's body.

There were not many robbers who came to attack sneakily, only two or three hundred people, and they were the good things that the demon who led during the day did.

Yang Dashuan stood there, staring at the huntress galloping away in a daze.

Posaya is not bad-minded. She helped her in the Nanyao Forest, and she was thinking about Laren everywhere. She stopped herself from fighting with Kasumi, because she did not want to make Laren difficult for this. Only after calming down can she see clearly and figure out these things.

Yang Dashuan even regretted his intestines being green.

"Master, Xiang Shuai and the others are chasing the wrong direction." The big boss held up the torch, looked around the ground, turned over the grass, and shouted loudly. "They are running away in this direction!"

The battlefield is very messy.

There were traces of robbers left by almost all directions, and their footprints were messy. A bloody stain extends to the avenue. It seems that it was left by the injured robbers, and Xiang Shuai also chased in this direction.

When Da Taibao was cleaning the battlefield, he realized that a small group of footsteps were running away along the weeds, with about two hundred people.

"Chase!"

Yang Dashuan gritted his teeth, flipped over the back of the centaur, and groped along the newly found traces.

This demon is very cunning, at least Yang Dashuan thinks so. This wave of robbers attacked in the night were all strong ogres and bear goblins, who were quick to move and powerful. After such a tragic battle during the day, he did not think about how to hide himself and let the entire robber tribe recuperate. Instead, he took advantage of his great victory to attack overnight.

If Posaya hadn't accidentally created such a drama, Maple Leaf Town might have suffered huge losses tonight.

After successfully attacking Posaya, the demon knew that his plan had failed. In order to successfully escape, he asked the injured robbers to escape from another direction and lead away the enemies that might be chased. And he was left by his side with more than 200 robbers whose combat power was not affected at all.

In fact, his plan was almost perfect. All the hunters from a wing were taken away, and now only one hundred centaurs stood here.

The light of the torch shines through the wasteland.

Out of instinctive disgust of the fire, the demon narrowed his eyes.

There is not much difference from the depiction on the church wall diagram. The only difference is that the demon is more handsome. Yang Dashuan knows that the level of the demon in the abyss plane is very strict. Apart from the lower level and the lower level demon, the stronger the demon, the more beautiful the demon is, the more beautiful the face is. If it weren't for the horns hovering behind his head, no one would think that such a dark-skinned man was a demon.

He is only two-edged five-headed, and is not conspicuous among a group of bear goblins and ogres. This is also why he was able to successfully attack Yang Dashuan during the day, and it is like the ogres cannot notice the dwarf at his feet.

The torch made a sound in Xiaoxiao.

The moment they were surrounded by the robbers, the centaurs had already thrown away the torches in their hands.

The torch was thrown into the open space, and the tall flame heads were clustered. As the beating was like a beautiful stripper, it was charming in the temptation.

After a battle to siege the huntresses, the most important thing the ogres wanted was to hug the fat butts and breasts wives in their tent and fuck Yidan hard, and then have a good night's sleep.

The escape and fighting along the way made the robbers feel a little lazy. Although the physical fitness of these natives is very good, many natives are trapped and even their eyelids are fighting. The devil leader is also very tired. The tree elf is so entangled that he thought he could achieve perfect battle, but a hunter was let go. As a last resort, he had to take the robbers to his territory.

When Yang Dashuan arrived, these guys were resting.

The devil leader was very confident in his plan, and he drove a hundred injured robbers to the avenue. He believed that these guys could lead the reinforcements found by the huntress. So not only this demon, but every robber was very at ease. They were not even willing to lick the blood from their mouths with their tongues, which was deliberately splashed on them when they bit off the elf's neck and sucked the artery.

In fact, the robbers don't like making themselves like vampires, but they still choose to do so.

The blood of the elves is not very delicious. The key is that drinking the blood of the elves is like eating human things, both representing an identity and taste - nobility. Not only the robbers in the wasteland think so, but also the dwarves think so, and most behemoths think so.

However, the robbers on the wasteland are even more unscrupulous!

These robbers had already thought about it. They would keep the blood on their lips and take it back to their companions in the territory to see and see and have long eyes. The demon leader was wiping the knife in his hand. He did not expect that such a big mistake would occur when he was about to be able to rule the entire wasteland within three years. As long as this human being is slaughtered, the entire extinct wasteland will be his own at that time!

A thunderous sound of hoofs shattered all his dreams.
Chapter completed!