Blood Lord of War

Chapter 98 Shooting the Blind's Good Eye
Robin knew that the person shouting to the other side must be a leader, but that person was blocked by several shields, and bows and arrows could not shoot him. At this time, a real archer was needed.

"Aisha!" Robin turned around and shouted, "The person who shouted is probably a leader. He is hiding behind a shield. Can you shoot him?"

Aisha looked over, and she saw that in the first row of the enemy camp, several round shields were stacked together to form a shield wall.

Although Cyclops was hiding behind the shield wall, there were inevitably gaps between the round shields.These gaps are not too big, and the biggest one is only the size of a palm, but for Aisha, such a big gap is enough.

Aisha's archery skills are well-deserved first among the half-elves. She can hit a moving target the size of a gold coin at a distance of 100 meters. This kind of archery skills surprised Robin.

"give it to me!"

Aisha took out an arrow from the quiver on her waist, bent her bow and set the arrow, her arms and back worked together, and the green elf bow was drawn like a full moon in her hand.Her eyes were like torches, and a pair of green pupils shone brightly in the darkness.

With a buzzing sound, she let go of the bowstring, and the arrow flew out immediately. The arrow pierced the air, and a sharp whistle sounded in midair, like a falcon crowing on the grassland.

In the next second, the arrow accurately passed through the gap in the shield wall, and with a bloody pop, it hit the one-eyed good eye!

"Ughhhhh!!!"

One-eyed immediately fell to the ground, covered his eyes and screamed in pain, screaming heart-piercingly.

"Ahh! My eyes! My eyes!"

Several guards with shields turned their heads to look at Cyclops, they were all stunned, they had never seen such a terrifying archery technique, and they helped Cyclops up in a panic.

One-eyed covered his eyes, blood flowed down his cheek from under his palm, and the arrow still stuck in his eye.His luck was unbelievable, the arrow didn't go deep into the flesh, it only blinded his eyes, but didn't kill him.

The guards didn't dare to pull out the arrows rashly, so they had to break off the arrow shaft first, and the arrow was still stuck in the one-eyed eye.

"Boss, what should we do now?" a guard asked.

Cyclops resisted the excruciating pain and shouted: "Retreat! Withdraw!"

Aisha shot the arrow, even if she didn't have to look at it with her eyes, she knew that the arrow must have hit the target, which was the intuition of an elite archer.

"Hit!" she said loudly to Robin with a confident smile.

Robin gave Aisha a thumbs up, and then ordered the Iron Guard: "Keep attacking and completely defeat them!"

Seeing that Baron's name could not intimidate the enemy, his own leader was shot again, and the remnants of the slave hunting team that had managed to regroup with great difficulty immediately collapsed again.Before the iron guards could attack again, the remaining slave hunters dispersed in a rush and fled in all directions.

One-eyed was also carried by his subordinates, and mixed with the fleeing crowd, he didn't know where he went in a blink of an eye.

Under the faint light of the fire, the slope road was full of slave catchers. Two-thirds of the slave catchers were here, and some of them fell to the ground moaning in pain.

"Boss, do you want to chase?" Simon turned his head and asked Robin for instructions.

The highlanders obviously haven't had enough of killing, and they all stared at the fleeing enemies like hounds.

"Forget it, our main task this time is to rescue the Moon Chasing Tribe, don't worry about them."

Robin rejected Simon's proposal, and then he walked quickly to a half-disabled slave hunter who was stabbed in the stomach by an iron guard, bleeding all over the place but still alive.

Robin squatted down, grabbed his neck and lifted it up, and asked sharply, "Where are the slaves locked?"

The slave hunter's face was pale, trembling with fear, he slowly raised his hand with difficulty, and pointed to the northeast corner of the camp.

After getting the answer he wanted, Robin threw him in the pile of corpses and left him alone.

Robin stood up again, turned around and waved at the Iron Guard and the half-elves: "Go!"

Tess and the half-elves of the Moon Chasing Tribe were locked in the slave cage. They heard the shouts of killing outside, but they didn't know what happened. After a while, even the guards who guarded them ran away.

The sound of weapons colliding and the screams of people before being killed, these terrifying sounds made the half-elves feel as if they were in hell. Everyone huddled together in fear, and everyone's face was full of fear.

Only Tess hadn't given up hope yet. She stood up and encouraged the tribesmen: "Maybe the slave catchers are fighting among themselves, maybe someone is attacking the slave camp, maybe Aisha brought someone to rescue us!"

Tess' eyes lit up with excitement, no matter what the possibility was, this was a good chance to escape.

But then she found desperately that even without guards, they couldn't escape from this big iron cage. The lock used to lock the door was as big as a fist, and the weak half-elf couldn't open it at all.

Not long after, the shouting gradually stopped, and the surroundings suddenly became surprisingly quiet.The half-elves didn't know which side had won the battle, let alone whether it was good or bad for them, and everyone couldn't help being more afraid.They are like a group of frightened chicks, a group of people huddled in the cage, staring at the darkness outside the cage tremblingly.

At this time, staying in the cage makes them feel more secure.

After waiting for a while, a series of hurried and neat footsteps broke the surrounding silence.Then, a group of tall figures holding torches ran in through the gate of the wall.

This group of soldiers ran to the iron cage where the half-elf was held. A group of people lined up. All of them were covered with blood. It was obvious that they had just experienced a bloody fight. Their expressions were cold and their eyes were cold, like a Just a devil slain from hell.

The half-elves chasing the moon were terrified. Under the light of the fire, they shrunk their necks in the cage, lowered their heads in fear, and didn't even dare to look up at the highlanders.

Then a young man stepped out from behind the line of soldiers.He is wearing armor and looks imposing. Although he is not as tall as the highlander behind him, he has a strong aura. Wherever he stands, he is the leader of this group of people.

The lord's eyes swept across the iron cage, seeing that the group of half-elves were scared out of their wits, like a group of fearless fawns, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Robin doesn't like a group of cowards, so in comparison, Aisha's tribe is more bloody.But it doesn't matter, as long as there is the blessing of the blood system, coupled with proper training, Robin believes that these little cats can be turned into a group of iron-blooded men.

"Are you the Moon Chasing Tribe?" Robin asked.

(End of this chapter)