C6 (1/2)

More than three thousand soldiers had been killed by the sharp arrows in an instant.

Tang Yin was good at fighting, but no matter how good he was in front of such a dense arrow formation, he was insignificant. He half squatted on the ground, minimizing his body and holding onto half of the spear in his hand, he knocked down the Eagle Feather Arrow that were flying over from time to time. In just a short moment, he was already exhausted to the point of perspiration.

This was not the way to go on! Tang Yin took the time to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead. Turning his head to look, he saw that there were fewer Arrow Rain s attacking the base of the valley's cliff. He quickly made a decision and pulled the clothes of the middle-aged man beside him. In a moment of desperation, he no longer cared about pretending to be mute or whether the other party could understand his words. All he did was to pull the middle-aged man's clothes with all his might and run towards the base of the cliff. However, after a few tugs, the middle-aged man's body did not move at all, as if he had no intention of following him. Tang Yin panicked, and turned his head to shout: ”Why aren't you leaving? ”Stay here and wait for death …”

He swallowed the rest of his words. It was not that the middle-aged man did not want to follow him, but that he was unable to. A black arrow had hit his helmet at some point, and the powerful force had pierced through the metal and pierced through his head. The tip of the arrow had poked out from the back of his head, and fresh blood was dripping out.

It was a fatal arrow. The middle-aged man didn't even have time to cry out at the moment of his death.

The 'uncle' who saved his life not long ago had died in the blink of an eye. Tang Yin didn't know how to react for a moment, and could only stare blankly at the corpse with wide eyes.

However, just as he was in a daze, a sharp arrow whizzed past him and nailed itself onto his shoulder. With a muffled thump, his clothes and flesh were immediately penetrated, and the iron arrowhead deeply embedded itself into his flesh.

”Oh …” Even someone as strong as Tang Yin was groaning in pain as he was, his half-squatting body fell to the ground from the impact.

Without any time to catch his breath, another series of sharp arrows flew towards him. Without even thinking about it, Tang Yin grabbed the arrow that was exposed on his shoulder and pulled it outside. Puchi, the arrow was pulled out by him forcibly, and along with it, a stream of blood shot out.

Like a crafty rabbit, he suddenly flew down towards the base of the cliff.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! Three sharp arrows whistled past him.

Tang Yin's movements were fast, and the force of his forward pounce was extremely strong as well. He flew out three meters into the air, and after landing, his body did not stop, and continued to roll forward. Within a short distance of twenty meters, he had blocked five arrows, and had dodged no less than twenty arrows.

When he successfully hid under the cliff, he finally let out a long breath. Just as he had predicted, there were not many arrows shot down to the bottom of the cliff. Many Eagle Feather Arrow s were still flying in the air when they were blocked by the rocks that protruded from the cliff walls.

Only now did he take the opportunity to carefully observe the situation in the valley.

The enemy's arrow array had already been shot several times, and the entire valley was covered with arrows. Countless arrows filled the ground, covering the bodies of the soldiers at the same time. However, the arrows could not cover the blood that was flowing through the cracks in the rocks.

The strange thing was that blood was continuously flowing towards him. Tang Yin did not care too much about it, he just believed that it was because of the low terrain on his side.

The soldiers who had luckily avoided the arrow formation were still wailing in pain, crying out in pain. The mournful sounds seemed to come from hell itself, or perhaps the valley had already become hell.

After what seemed like a century, the arrows finally stopped.

There was no wind in the valley, but Tang Yin felt a chill in his body. He extended his hand to feel his clothes, they were already drenched in sweat, as though he had just been drenched in the rain.

All of the strength in his body was completely sucked out. Tang Yin felt dizzy and he could not even stand still as he leaned against the cliff wall and slowly sat down.

He wanted to catch his breath and take a break, but the other party would not give him the chance to do so.

A series of orderly and rhythmic loud sounds came from the direction of the Valley Opening. Along with it, the entire ground trembled.

Surprise flashed across Tang Yin's face as he turned his head to look towards the Valley Opening. It was better if he didn't see it, but this time, Tang Yin's heart dropped by half. He saw that at the Valley Opening area, there was a large group of soldiers dressed in silver armor, forming a square team.

Under the shadow of the sun, the densely packed silver armor was like a huge mirror, so bright that it made people not feel like they were looking directly at it.

At the same time, a formless yet real pressure came assaulting their faces. It made them panic, and pressured them to the point where they couldn't even breathe.

Tang Yin had never felt such pressure before.

He did not need to run up to the front to count them. He only watched from afar, and when he heard the soul-shaking footsteps, it was not hard to guess the number of people. There were more than 10,000 people in this square formation. With so many people, they didn't even need to use weapons. If each of them could only punch or kick him, he would turn into minced meat.