About half an hour later, the dark clouds in the sky began to flutter with the gentle mountain wind. Lan, who rested for a while on the sentry post, also recovered his strength. Fortunately, none of the patrolling soldiers found Lan's body under the sentry post, but occasionally there were some Mosquitoes on the mountain flew past Lan's ears.
Lan finished eating the last piece of dried meat in his backpack and felt that his physical strength was gradually recovering. He stood up. Prepare to implement your own plan
The wind direction has probably been determined, but Lan has no idea about the strength of that bow and arrow. Each bow and arrow has its own characteristics, even if the bow body is made of the same material, the bow string is made of the same material, and the same forger is used There will be extremely small differences in the craftsmanship, and just this small difference may affect the outcome of hunting and determine a person's life or death.
Therefore, it is impossible to master the characteristics of a bow and arrow without using it hundreds of times. If there is time, Lan will naturally practice more. But now it is really urgent, and there are only about ten bows and arrows around him. There might be a chance for Lan to practice.
"Forget it. Let it be your fate." Lan patted the dust on his body, stretched his body, lit an arrow with a torch, pulled up the bow and arrow, and aimed at the nearest tent.
The "Afraid" arrow pierced the sky with flames like a meteor, hitting a corner of the tent with a gorgeous trajectory. Although it deviated from the shooting point planned by Lan, at least it was not far away.
The sparks gradually ignited a corner of the tent and spread to all directions.
"Okay, it looks like it's going to be successful." Lan decided to fire another tent into another tent and set it on fire.
And just when Lan was about to light the second arrow, there were screams from the tent that was previously set on fire.
"It's on fire! The tent is on fire!"
"Someone come and put out the fire! Let the patrol come to help! Sound the alarm!"
Lan ignored looking and shot the second arrow. This time he probably mastered the trajectory of the arrow and accurately hit the top of a tent. The fragile tent was quickly covered by the flaming arrow. Shoot through.
However, what surprised Zuo Lan was that after the tent was pierced by arrows, the flames only ignited some small fires near the hole, and soon turned into a plume of black smoke.
The moist air in the mountains and the dew at dawn made the tent wet. Lan was not aware of this in his anxiety. At this time, the fire in the other tent was also extinguished. Along with the shouts, many people had already picked up torches. , start patrolling.
"There he is!" Before Lan could think about his escape, he had already been discovered by a bandit. Since this group of bandits had been living together for many days, a strange face like Lan was naturally recognized immediately. .
"Dong. Dong. Dong." Suddenly, the big gong of the cottage was struck, and the entire fortress-like fortress was boiling, and the sky was half-lit by the continuously lit torches. And people kept rushing to the sentry post where Lan was.
"Whoosh" An arrow cut through the side of Lan's face, warning Lan that he was now in a desperate situation.
"We don't care who you are on the sentry post. Come down and we'll leave the whole body for you." A voice not far from the sentry post shouted.
Indeed, Lan¡¯s current sentry post is already full of enemies, and some people are even planning to climb up the sentry post. Lan can¡¯t go down anyway, and even if he goes down, he will probably be chopped into pieces immediately with random knives.
Before Lan could reply, there was a "swish" sound, and another bow and arrow pierced the sky. It hit the sentry board not far below Lan. Lan lowered his head and looked down. Two people were already climbing up the stairs, running up with machetes.
"At this point, we have no choice but to fight." Lan picked up the torch and threw it hard on the face of the person who was climbing up the stairs. The poor person who was hit screamed and took another companion to the ground. Go down.
Lan looked around and saw that there were no bandits outside the village walls. If Lan had not jumped out of the village at once, he might have been overwhelmed by countless bandits or died miserably on a sharp wooden cone.
Lan took a deep breath, and the icy cold wind was sucked into his lungs. The oxygen soon filled every part of Lan's body with energy. Lan looked at the crowded cottage again, and without thinking, he went to the outside of the cottage. One jump.
The height of the sentry post was much higher than it looked. Even the agile Lan could not guarantee that he could land safely. Lan only felt that his right foot stepped on something soft, and then there was a sharp pain.
The foot is twisted. Lan stepped on the body of the archer he had replaced, and the acceleration caused by the fall caused Lan's right foot to be severely sprained. Ignoring the severe pain in his feet, he propped up the stone on one side with his hand. Limping, I started to move down the mountain. And the bandits were obviously not fools. They immediately opened the gate of the cottage and ran towards Lan's location.?
The sprain of his foot greatly slowed down Lan's speed, and the bandit's familiarity with the terrain quickly shortened the distance. It was almost only a matter of time before he caught up with Lan.
"Don't run away, you bastard!" There was another roar, obviously from their king. When Lan turned around, he could see a huge figure with a weapon similar to a giant ax in his hand. Although this man is huge, his speed has not slowed down at all. He is chasing closely with a group of younger brothers.
Unknowingly, Lan was forced into a dead end. The bandits also slowed down their pursuit. Lan was forced into a dead end by the hunters like prey. Under the cliff behind you is a bottomless valley, and you can't see any living things at a glance.
Will the hunter eventually become the prey? Lan couldn't help but sweat for herself.