There is a hill formed by geological changes in the southeast of Green Capital 120 Surrey. Although it is not high, standing at the top can bring a large area of ​​woodland into your eyes.

The rescue team in Lamesil was looking down at the King of Unicorns. Hora turned around and asked, "How did you know that there would be a slave hunting team retreating from here? There are traces left by humans everywhere in the forest, but most of them are misleading and forgery. If you make a mistake in judgment, the chances of finding them will be slim."

"Do you remember the rainforest cat I just saved that was caught by the carnivorous vine? It told me."

Hora was surprised that there were other intelligent magic beasts in the Tiya Forest. Could it be that the investigation of Master Jingyan was wrong? He hurriedly asked: "What did the Rain Forest Cat say?"

Ramesila looked serious, "It said: Meow—"

As the cold wind blew, the elves fought a cold war together. Hora stared at Lame Silai for a long time: "The elves' sense of humor is really special."

The rangers behind were in tears. Friends, this is definitely not Tiya's humor.

"Okay, actually this is a trap that has been prepared for a long time. As long as the slave hunting team retreats eastward, they will find that there are a few clean springs on the road, there are fewer old vines and carnivorous plants blocking the road, and the ground is drier and convenient for travel..."

"All of them are done for the elves?"

"Well, we also planted some plants that pointed out the direction along the way, of course, they were specially cultivated. The more veterans of slave hunting, the more likely they were to be misled and eventually gathered in this area."

The wisdom layout was praised by the unicorns. Even without druids, the forest was the home court of the elves. Hora looked into the distance, and his front hooves were paused, and the invisible spells spread toward the eight magics on all sides.

[Detection of Evil], Adult unicorns can release this kind of spell in any position, with unlimited times. However, the camp spirit will be blocked by the dense forest, so you have to stand at a high place to see the evil red spirit light coming out from the leaves.

"See, 19 evil men are moving at a medium speed outside our 20 Surrey. But detecting evil will not see your fellow countrymen." As he said, he drew out the formation of the slave hunting team on the ground."

The recruits came over to see it and said in surprise: "Dispersed formation? Are you looking for death in the forest?

"It's also a search for death if you don't disperse. The enemy has its own way. I want to meet an acquaintance, and I hope to dig out his other eye."

"One-eyed blackshi!" The recruit was surprised.

"Do you know him?" Lamesil was a little surprised.

"Of course." The recruit gritted his teeth, "One of my Ranger's cousin was caught by the comrade's hand, hung on the branch, and plucked out his left eye. Ush was more cruel than ordinary slave-catching people and would rather kill the hostage than be rescued."

"It's good that you know, no attack is allowed without my order."

When the rangers lurked near the slave hunting team, they immediately understood their formation and secretly cursed them for being shameless and despicable.

Wu Shi, nicknamed as one-eyed, walked in the center of the formation, carrying an elf anesthetized with the potion, and two shields were held to protect each other. The other humans were in groups, and three groups were scattered, just like the three corners of an equilateral triangle.

Each group brought a sack with a sack, and it was difficult to tell if it was an elves inside. The two people carrying the bags stretched out a thin rope from their waists to close to the sack. The most crazy thing was that the sack was written in Tiya language: There is tincture oil, the rope is pulled, and the elves die.

The first task of the rangers is to rescue. If you want to successfully rescue, it is best to attack silently. The one-eyed Wushi specifically arranges a formation for this point. If you want the elves on the back of Wushi, you must first solve the three groups of people around you. The sack that is difficult to distinguish between true and false is connected with a rope with flint, and it is pulled. In this way, it is impossible to kill silently. Facing Wushi, who is famous, the rangers cannot take risks.

As long as he shoots the rope and then kills people, the recruit is confident that he has such a bowing technique. His arm with an arrow was caught, and Ramesilai emphasized the order with a cold look.

"Observation, we must determine which sack has fellow citizens."

Wu Shi stuck out his wet and chapped lips, and his only eye flashed with gleam. He had been struggling in the forest for 20 years. Except for the immortal pike, he was almost the longest-time slave leader. As a profession with extremely high mortality and return rates, each slave leader has his own secret to survival. Pike relies on cunning, while Wu Shi clings to cruelty tightly. Without this, he would be like other mediocre guys.

Now, intuition told him that the sharp-eared people had discovered themselves and were hiding behind the leaves of shadows. But what could that happen? They didn't dare to take action. Instead, these guys... Wu Shi turned around and looked around. There were only 9 people in his team, and the other 10-person team was clearly distinguished from them.

The leader of the team was a big bald man, nicknamed bald man. His secret was his face. When he found his sack formation, he pressed his face to his face. Even if he showed his weapon, he would laugh so badly. The bald man caught two slaves and carried them directly on his back.

One-eyed thought about it and when I set up camp, I found a way to put some medicine in my diet and snatch the goods.

Wu Shi led two teams across a stream. The ground was muddy but the terrain was empty. If the elves wanted to avoid being exposed, they had to distance themselves.

Just as he was proud, the lightning of his thinking penetrated his brain, Wu Shi found that he had made a fatal mistake, the mud beside the water was softer, and the experienced ranger could judge the things in the sack from the depth of his footprints. Cold sweat slid down his forehead, what if the ranger didn't notice...

Ush immediately made a decision, hoping to be lucky in the forest of Tiya to seek death. "The enemy attacks! Smoke up!"

"It's all fake, shoot and kill!"

Lamesil's order was one step behind Ush. Humans pulled the rope, and the flint in the sack rubbed, and Mars encountered sulfur and other flammable substances, spraying a large amount of irritating smoke. The arrows shot at Ush passed through their left cheek because of the interference of vision, leaving a transparent hole in their ears.

The scene was chaotic. Although the elves had moist masks, the orange smoke still stinged their eyes. The accuracy of tears was greatly reduced. The crossbow arrows that humans reshoot randomly can basically be ignored, and they can't hit even if they stand still.

During the chase, Wu Shi found that four of his men died, five bald people were lost, and one slave was also snatched away. One-eyed smiled grimly and used the terrain and tricks to get rid of the tracking. That was the specialty of pikes, and one-eyeded had his own way.

"Stop!" Wu Shi roared. The bald man was stunned, but the ranger's arrow did not stop.

With his hands raised his sword, Wu Shiqi smiled and threw a bloody thing at the ranger, which was the elf's little finger.

“Back.”

The rangers were furious and regretted why they didn't kill this scum first.

Without the ranger retreating, Wu Shi fell into the sword without hesitation, and another piece of finger flew into the sky. The bald man did not have such a strong determination. The disabled slave was only one-fifth of the price of a complete slave. He pushed the tip of the knife on the only elves and shouted: "Get out! The one who attacked and threw it over was the head."

Ramesil walked forward with a cold face. He could tell the difference between the bald and the cruelty and madness of one-eyed one-eyed. Wu Shi's next sword must be no longer a finger.

"We don't attack, stop the bleeding from him, right away." Lamecile said in common terms.

One-eyed Wushi ignored him. He looked at Ramesila provocatively, his tongue slid across the face of the elves hostages, like a greedy python. The slave leader looked at the hatred faces of the rangers with admiring eyes, enjoying it extraordinarily. He asked his subordinates to bandage the wounds and tidy up his backpack without anyone else. Before the bald head was about to urinate, he ordered to leave.

The rangers glared at the slave-captured man and hid in the jungle. "Captain, they can no longer deceive us with sacks. They will fight again to ambush them and kill the leader directly."

Ramesilai shook his head: "Just because there is no barrier, if Ush is attacked again, the hostages will surely die. You can doubt his courage, but you cannot question his cruelty."

Hora came out, but in the previous battle, he didn't even participate in the battle because he was worried about the hostages.

"Reorganize the team and we take a detour ahead of them."

"Didn't you say you can't attack?" the rangers were puzzled.

"We have a surprise weapon." Lamecile glanced at the unicorn. "I have a plan that needs your assistance, and if I want to rescue it, I need to compete with humans... cruel."

...

On the next journey of escape, the bald man kept flattering, and his familiar tone made the one-eyed particularly disgusting. Wu Shi made up his mind to kill the parrot and snatch the slave to make up for the losses.

"Stop!" Ush reached out and pulled the hostage, his sword hit his throat, and he saw Ramses blocking the way forward alone.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to negotiate a deal."

"Get out, otherwise he will die." Wu Shi didn't believe a word.

Captain Ranger spread his hands, and his leisurely tone reminded the captain of the slave: "Be more enlightened, you are all here to support your family, you are, so are me."

"What do you want to do?" asked the bald man. He thought he could solve the problem with his mouth and don't use the knife.

"Five, I still need five human corpses to submit to the Presbyterian Church, and the rest can leave directly. And next time I come, as long as I bring enough corpses that can make me credit, I will give way to you."

Wu Shi and the bald man looked at each other, and there were exactly five people on both sides. The bald man scolded angrily, "We are so stupid! I want to provoke us to kill each other with just a few nonsense, why?"

"By... the distribution of interests is uneven. Look, how do you divide two teams and one elves?"

"Hahaha..." The bald man smiled and his face turned red, "It turns out that these fake girls don't know the numbers."

"Is that so? I'll count it again, one..." Ramesilai said, using extremely slow movements to hit an arrow and draw a bow. The slave capturing team was like a big enemy. They did not believe that the elves dared to ignore the hostages, and the slave capturing team was unwilling to believe that, in that case, no one of these people could leave the forest alive except Ush.

"Bang." The bowstring trembled, and Wu Shi almost cut the hostage's throat, but no, because he saw incredibly that the arrow shot the elf in the bald hand.
Chapter completed!