If the Taihe tribesmen knew they were using something like this at night, they would be heartbroken. Ordinary people wouldn't think of using this at night, and the attackers obviously didn't expect to encounter such a situation. Therefore, just as they were feeling proud of their superior night vision, they were stunned by this sudden attack. The explosion of smoke enveloped the area. Before they could react, the Yanjiao people were already charging at them.
The people who came with Shao Xuan and Zheng Luo were all people who cooperated well with each other. They could tell if it was their own people by the sound of their arms swinging.
Shao Xuan heard a familiar cracking sound and raised an eyebrow. It was the sound of Zheng Luo crushing someone's arm. Shao Xuan had seen similar things happen before.
Although the Yanjiao tribesmen and the night tribesmen in black couldn't see through the smoke, it was different for Shao Xuan. He was able to see everyone present through the smoke.
Clang! Crack!
The back of Duo Kang's axe smashed into a man in black. A piece of metal armor on his chest caved in, followed by the crisp sound of bones breaking. It wasn't the blade of the axe that broke it, it was the back of the axe that broke it!
This was the first time the Night Tribesmen faced the warriors of the Flaming Horn tribe, and it was also an unforgettable experience. Only when they fought could they experience the ferocious beasts' strength and ferocious attacks. The Night Tribesmen felt like they weren't facing humans, but ferocious beasts that suddenly jumped out of the forest.
"Retreat!" One of them shouted.
In terms of strength, they were no match for these Yanjiao tribesmen. Moreover, under such brute force, many of their techniques would be delayed for a moment because they needed time to recover from the numbness in their muscles.
What's more, the smoke also obstructed their vision. Their advantage was their night vision, not fighting blindly with these barbarians here! Even worse, under the same blind situation, these Yanjiao barbarians reacted faster than them. He could only retreat for now!
They retreated, but not directly. Instead, they retreated from the area covered in smoke. The smoke that they threw out couldn't possibly cover the entire forest. It only covered a small area. They'd be stupid to stay here and continue fighting with the Yanjiao.
As soon as the men in black came out of the smoke-shrouded area, a rain of arrows shot towards them. Those who were fast enough dodged the arrows and ran away. Those who were a little slower were shot and injured. Shao Xuan rushed over and finished them off.
None of these arrows entered the smoke-shrouded area because there were many Yanjiao players inside. They followed Shao Xuan's plan and did not leave to pursue the men in black for the time being. Instead, they waited until the last volley of arrows had been fired and received Shao Xuan's signal to leave.
Not every Yanjiao player who rushed out was hiding in the smoke-shrouded area. Apart from a few Yanjiao players who were still hiding in the forest, Shao Xuan was the only one who was exposed.
Most of the men in black who had been injured by the arrows had been Shao Xuan's last hits.
Not far from the bushes, there were two men staring at Shao Xuan. They drew their bows and narrowed their eyes, locking onto Shao Xuan. Only they had the eyesight to aim at a target in the dark of night.
Bzzt!
There was the faint sound of a bowstring vibrating. The metal arrowhead spun and flew at high speed towards Shao Xuan's direction. It was aimed at Shao Xuan's heart!
Shao Xuan's eyes twitched. With a flick of his wrist, his sword swayed and blocked in front of him.
Clang!
The arrowhead struck the sword with a crisp sound that made people's hearts tremble.
With the arrow blocked, Shao Xuan looked towards the bushes.
There really were archers!
Shao Xuan activated the totemic power in his body. The totemic patterns on his body were blocked by the grass and mud. He carefully sensed every change in the air around him. His ears caught every slight sound, felt the movement of the grass in the wind, and even the heartbeat of the enemy who was holding their breath. Shao Xuan could sense the presence of anyone within a radius of ten meters.
There was another person nearby. He could smell a suspicious scent and hear the other person's breathing. Even though the other person was trying his best to hide his presence, Shao Xuan could still sense his specific location. Without relying on his night vision, Shao Xuan could even sense the other person's grip on the hilt of his sword. This was the sensory ability he had developed after hunting for a long time, even at night.
When Shao Xuan looked towards the bushes, the two archers hiding behind the bushes suddenly had a strange feeling. It was as if the other person could see through the cover of the night and the leaves to see where they were. Every movement they made, even every detail of their fingers on the bowstring, could be seen by the other person.
Under this strange feeling, the two archers looked at each other.
"What should we do? Move to another place? "One of the archers signaled silently with his eyes.
The other archer looked towards Shao Xuan. Coincidentally, Shao Xuan was walking towards them. The strange feeling in his heart grew even stronger!
Under this strange feeling, the person drew an arrow and shot it. His movements were smooth and fluid. From drawing the arrow to shooting, it only took an instant.
Before the enemy shot the arrow, Shao Xuan had already moved. He quickly ran towards the direction of the arrow. His body was like a swift leopard as he rushed straight over. Then, he suddenly bent his knees and bounced up. His feet left the ground, and when his body leaped up, the sword in the air collided with the arrow that was shot towards him.
Clang!
The arrow was shaken off. Shao Xuan hooked onto a branch and nimbly flipped over. Before landing, his other hand caught the arrow that was shaken off, hit the branch and bounced back, and threw it out.
Pfft!
There was a muffled groan.
One of the two archers hiding behind the bushes was pierced by the arrow.
Blood flowed out from where the arrow had pierced through. The injured man wanted to stand up and run away, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his body. He looked down at his chest and saw that there was an animal bone armor protecting his heart. The arrow did not penetrate this animal bone armor. To be precise, the arrow did not touch this animal bone armor. Instead, it grazed the edge of the armor. If it had been slightly off course, it would have hit the armor.
Coincidence? Or …
The injured archer's eyes were filled with confusion and surprise. Despair rose in his heart. At the same time, a thought appeared in his mind. He was so shocked that large drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. His body could not support itself. He fell to the ground and groaned in pain. The arrows they shot were smeared with poison. As long as one was injured by the arrowhead, the poison would quickly spread through the body. But when they smeared the poison on their arrows, they did not expect that the arrows they shot would be used on their own people.
The archer in black looked in Shao Xuan's direction again. He saw Shao Xuan's figure getting closer and closer. His whole body trembled violently. It was not clear whether it was because of the pain or because of the shock of his guess. Before he lost consciousness, he roared.
"He can see us!"
The other archer wanted to run, but Shao Xuan's sword had already come down.
The people hiding in other places were shocked. They had all heard the roars of their own people.
He can see us?
How is that possible?
Aren't they Yanjiao people?
They had never heard of Yanjiao people being able to see at night! If that was really the case, then it was beyond their expectations. How is that possible? How is that possible?
The archer hiding behind a tree not far from Shao Xuan felt his heart beat wildly. If the other party could see at night, then what advantage would they have?!
Just as he was about to run, he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him. It sounded like the wind blowing through tree branches. His heart trembled. He turned around and slashed.
Clang!
Shao Xuan held the sword in his hand. The air around the blade was mixed with the smell of blood. It pressed down from above like the claws of a giant beast, mercilessly stomping down.
The archer who took the blow felt pain worse than if he had been chopped by a knife or an axe. His bones felt like they were about to fall apart, and his legs almost gave way. His face, which had been full of murderous intent, was now contorted by the pain that spread from his wrist to his arm. But it was night, and his face was covered with a black cloth, so no one could see his expression.
The sound of the blades clashing against each other was enough to make people feel as if they were in ice. Their eardrums trembled, their hair stood on end, and their muscles trembled.
The sword edge drew a sickle-like arc.
Puchi!
Blood spurted out.
Shao Xuan didn't look at the fallen archer. He bent his little finger and blew into it.
This was a signal to the people in the smoke, as well as the Yanjiao warriors hiding in other places, that they could start hunting.
Even at night, even though this was a place they had never been to before, they could still clearly distinguish the scents of the various creatures in the forest, as well as the people hiding in the bushes, behind the tree trunks, and on the branches.
Shao Xuan continued to look for the archers in hiding, to prevent them from shooting in the dark.
The night was still long.
… …
When the first rays of Yang Guang shone on the forest in the early morning, the team on the mountain was ready to set off.
In addition to those in the forest, the mountain had also been attacked, but there were relatively few sneak attacks on the mountain.
The sacrificed warriors had been cremated, and the fire used was the fire of the Kindling that the shaman had summoned by building a temporary fire pit. As long as the people were there, the Kindling would be there. The shaman had once said that the souls of the dead would return to the Kindling. The people of the tribe often said that their ancestors and other deceased people were with them.
The souls were there, and there was no sorrow.
As long as there were people alive, the Kindling would continue to be passed on.
After crossing the mountain, they arrived at the dry grassland.
Shao Xuan also met the people on horseback that he had seen before, but Shao Xuan didn't say much to them. Those people looked at the Yanjiao tribe with guarded eyes. After all, anyone who saw a migrating team would be on guard.
Seeing that the Yanjiao team had no intention of staying, those people let out a long sigh of relief.
"Who were those people that just passed by?"
"I don't know, they didn't look easy to get along with."
"Who cares, as long as they don't settle in our territory, it's fine. Don't try to steal our territory. But such a large tribe, and they don't look weak, why would they migrate? "
This was a remote area, and news was delayed for a long time. They weren't well-informed at all, so they didn't know about the Yanjiao team. So when they saw the Yanjiao team, they were just curious about where they were going. After all, there was fertile land and plenty of prey, which was the opposite direction of where the team was going.
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