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Chapter 254 Yang Luo Shows His Power
Suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hooves was heard in the thick fog, approaching quickly from north to south.
Judging from the hoofbeats, it seemed that there were quite a few people coming. When the Claw tribe members heard the rumbling hoofbeats, they became a little worried and scared. One of them asked in the Chisha native language, but was scolded by the leader. They thought he wanted to retreat, but he was scolded.
The sound of horse hooves came very quickly, and in a moment they were close. Suddenly, twenty or thirty soldiers from Bicheng rushed out of the thick fog, holding long spears with gray shafts and silver heads, riding black horses with white manes, and rushed towards the Claw people riding birds like gods. The first one was Yang Luo, the center of the Beicheng Army! With a swing of his spear, he instantly knocked two Claw people off the back of the bird. One of them had blood gushing out of his chest like a fountain, and the other's head drooped to the side, both of them were dead.
The Claw tribe members had not expected that the Green City soldiers would arrive so quickly. They were still adjusting their formation when the enemy arrived and two of them were killed in the blink of an eye, one of whom was the leader of the team. The rest of the Sand Countrymen did not panic, and threw stones at the Green City soldiers.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Chu Xiaomu rolled to the fallen iron sword, picked up the sword and stabbed a nearby Claw Tribe member riding a bird. The man was not prepared for the presence of someone behind him, and was stabbed through the heart by the sword, falling off the bird's back and dying. Chu Xiaomu held the sword to kill another person, but was discovered by the strange bird that the man was riding, which kicked him away with its legs, and a large piece of his clothes on his chest was also torn off.
The soldiers of Bicheng and the people of the Claw tribe rushed together, long spears against sharp claws, blood splattered and screams of pain were heard. The soldiers of Bicheng had the agility of long spears, and they stabbed and stabbed the flaws of the people of the Claw tribe. Each move was well-formed, and it was obvious that they had practiced well. The people of the Claw tribe had sharp claws, and their claws, like hardwood, were not afraid of the sharpness of the spears, and they actually went straight to grab and block. There were casualties on both sides.
Among all the soldiers of Bicheng, only Yang Luo was highly skilled in martial arts. He held the gun with his left hand and pressed the gun tail with his right hand, and used the gun style as if he was in an empty space. Every time he fired a gun, a Claw tribe member was killed or injured. Although these Claw tribe members were extremely fierce and vicious, none of them could block his two guns.
After a fierce fight, most of the Claw Tribe members were killed or injured. The remaining ones still waved their claws to fight for their lives, not afraid of death. Yang Luo shouted: "Leave two alive, they will be useful to Bicheng!"
The leader of the Claw Clan team laughed strangely and said, "Do you want to force me to speak to the Claw Clan assassins? We are the messengers of the Spirit King. How can we be forced by you?"
Yang Luo thrust his spear sideways, killing a member of the Claw Clan. He sneered and said, "What a strange Spirit King! That Yan Claw from your Sand Claw Clan is nothing but a defeated general of my great general! I advise you to surrender and I will send you back to Sand Clan one day. If you don't, I will kill all the stubborn ones!"
The leader glanced at the side and saw that only a few people on his side were still fighting, and except for himself, everyone else was either dead or injured, and most of the birds had fled. He suddenly turned his bird's head and rushed out diagonally. When passing by his own team members, he grabbed two injured members of his own team to death with his claws. With a strange cry of "wow", he rode the bird and fled southward. The soldiers of Bicheng wanted to stop him but it was too late.
Yang Luo stabbed the last remaining Claw tribe member to death, but saw that the leader who escaped had disappeared in the vast white fog. A sergeant shouted, "Central Army, let's chase!"
Chu Xiaomu said loudly: "Yang Zhongjun, you can't chase him."
Yang Luo turned to a soldier and said, "Bring me a bow!" The soldier handed over a Bicheng horn bow as he was told. Yang Luo took it, bent the bow, put an arrow on it, raised his chin slightly, and closed his eyes.
Chu Xiaomu and Yingdan were puzzled and thought that no matter how good your skills are, you have to keep your eyes open to hit the target. Who shoots arrows with their eyes closed?
Yang Luo closed his eyes tightly, holding the bow above his head, with the tip of the arrow pointed diagonally at the sky. The soldiers held their breath, waiting for the arrow to be shot. With a whoosh, the arrow disappeared without a trace, leaving only circles of white vortices in the mist. After waiting for a while, a scream was heard from afar. It was the Claw Tribe member who had escaped who had died.
Chu Xiaomu and Yingdan were both stunned. The archery skills of Yang Zhongjun in front of them were so superb that they had no idea how he did it.
Yang Luo returned the bow to the soldier beside him, and then he had time to talk to Chu Xiaomu and the others. He smiled and said, "Brother Chu, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Chu Xiaomu and Yingdan hurriedly bowed down and kowtowed to thank him for saving their lives.
Yang Luo jumped off his horse and helped the two men up, saying, "You just told me that we couldn't catch up, what was the reason?"
Chu Xiaomu briefly told the story of discovering the Claw Tribe camp at Huadu Hill, and finally said: "This place is not too far from their camp, we have to leave quickly!"
Yang Luo frowned and said, "After the Claw Tribe broke through the Nanding Army camp, they suddenly disappeared. It turned out that they hid in Huadu Hill." After a pause, he asked Chu Xiaomu, "What is the situation in their camp? Do you know?"
Chu Xiaomu had just said a few words when he was interrupted by Yang Luo: "Don't tell me yet. Come back to Bicheng with me and report directly to the general. He will decide how to respond." Chu Xiaomu and Yingdan agreed.
However, Chu Xiaomu's mount had a broken leg and was lying on the ground. Yang Luo had no choice but to pull him onto his horse and lead the soldiers towards Bicheng.
Chu Xiaomu asked loudly: "Where's my horse? I can't just ignore him like this!"
Yang Luo said, "The most important thing right now is to deal with the Claw Tribe. Even if there are ten or a hundred military horses, we can't care about them now." Chu Xiaomu and the mount had been together for several months, and they had a deep friendship. When he heard Yang Luo say that he wanted to leave it, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken, but he had no choice. The military situation was urgent, and a slight delay might affect the lives of hundreds or thousands of people, and even the safety of the entire Green City. If a military horse died on the battlefield, it would be a worthy fate.
After running thirty-four feet, a horse's short and mournful cry came from behind. Chu Xiaomu looked back and saw a soldier pulling out a spear from the horse's chest. He wanted to let it die more quickly and suffer less pain. Chu Xiaomu felt a pain in his chest and almost cried, but he held back and dared not look again.
Chu Xiaomu asked Yang Luo what was going on. Yang Luo said, "The Claw Tribe broke out of the Beast Mountain and entered our Green City. They suddenly disappeared a few days ago. The general ordered people to search everywhere, but they couldn't find any trace of them. I didn't expect them to hide nearby. Several groups of brothers who went out to explore lost contact. I'm afraid they were killed. I had a few days of free time, so I took people out to check. I found them when I heard your voices. The ones we just encountered should be bird scouts of the Claw Tribe, who specialize in intercepting and killing our city's sentinels. No wonder we couldn't find any trace of them."