"Moo...! baa...!" then several war horses hissed.
In the darkness of morning and evening, several solitary livestock galloped around the small hill, leaving three people with a blank face.
"What's going on?"
It's not strange to see a few solitary animals on the grassland, but it's their reaction. It's obvious that these livestock have been running for a long time, with clear and rapid breathing, and their weak body doesn't mean to stop to rest at all, which is obviously very abnormal.
His eyes moved with the frightened livestock, and soon his eyes looked to the west again, with grave and uneasy anxiety between his eyebrows.
Behind the three people is the direction of Zhuoma's camp. The shadow of rat tide lingers. I don't know whether Zhuoma will adopt the strategies left. Whether the nomads who are busy competing for power and profit will unite in a critical moment is an unsolvable mystery.
"Our time is running out. Edita stays here to guard the horses. David and I quickly collect dry branches."
Soon, several piles of dry and wet firewood were scattered around the small soil slope. "Road! Is this OK?" David dragged a branch and sat panting on the firewood.
"What do you say?" Lu Ziming had no good way.
David bowed his head and said in frustration, "edita and I are a burden. I didn't think you didn't take the opportunity to leave us. We are very satisfied to live until now.".
Lu Ziming looked at David and said nothing. As David said, he could leave them here and run away alone, but he would be upset. Damn kindness, maybe this will kill himself, but he still chose to stay.
A wisp of fish white rose slowly from the eastern horizon, dispersing a small piece of darkness. The star was shining white and hung in a corner of the sky. The gray dawn was eroding the earth. The grass was covered with crystal dew, like beating pearls.
"They're coming!" Lu Ziming looked up at the dark scene in the west, handed two steel knives inserted in the grass to David and aidita, finally checked the equipment and said, "it's up to you to leave here alive. I can't protect you all the time.".
Adita took the knife, reached out and touched her belly, showing a faint smile.
"Yes! No matter whether we can survive or not, you are the most trustworthy person I have ever seen." David held the steel knife tightly in both hands and stared at the increasingly clear shadow in the West.
"Fire!"
Plumes of flames with thick smoke billowed into the sky on the dry and wet firewood, blackened half the sky, the war horses restlessly stepped on the wet grass, and made a whistling cry in their nostrils.
The sound of "Chi Chi, Zhi Zhi" came from a distance, and a dark gray and black fast-moving shadow appeared at the end of his eyes.
"Prairie mutant vole!" adita screamed.
Ordinary lamb sized prairie voles appeared around the hillside. Out of the instinctive fear of fire, prairie voles quickly spread towards both sides of the hillside. Some prairie voles exposed rows of sharp spikes towards the fire and made "squeak" uneasy noises.
"Prepare for battle! Be careful around. There are hundreds of them..." I don't know why. The number of prairie voles in the first wave is not large, which makes Lu Ziming a little calm.
An arrow was placed on the arrow string, and the cold arrow cluster pointed to the prairie vole next to the fire. A "whoosh" sound broke the air, followed by a "Chi", and a prairie vole fell to the ground with a sad scream.
The surrounding prairie voles suddenly turned around and turned to the dead prairie voles. Sharp spikes pierced the fur of the prairie voles and bit the dead prairie voles. More and more prairie voles seem to have found food and are attracted by blood. They flee to the dead prairie voles and tear off the flesh and blood. It's only a few seconds. An ordinary lamb sized prairie vole only has a white skeleton.
More prairie voles climbed onto the bodies of other prairie voles, piled up, kept running around, biting each other, bared their teeth and exposed bloody spikes.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...!" Lu Ziming quickly shot three arrows in the south, North and west directions, then pulled out the only explosive arrow cluster and aimed at the largest group of prairie voles biting.
"Ah...!" adita screamed behind him.
"Edita!" David shouted, holding up his steel knife and rushed over.
Lu Ziming heard the cry. As soon as he turned back, the explosive arrow in his hand ran away, "boom!" the explosive arrow rubbed a pile of prairie voles and landed on the grass behind the prairie voles. An air wave threw the prairie voles high, and several prairie voles crossed the fire and fell at Lu Ziming's feet.
"I'm Kao!"
In the air, a prairie vole "squeaked" and stretched out its sharp forelimbs, revealing a row of bright canine teeth. A pair of dark green eyes flashed a dark green light, twisted its body in the air and rushed towards Lu Ziming.
"Mutant vole", he reacted for the first time. A trace of energy fluctuation exposed a bright white awn from the vole's mouth in the air, "no, ice cone!"
This is a truly mutated prairie vole. Its body contains ice properties. Compared with ordinary prairie voles, it is larger and faster, and its fur obviously flashes the bright color of oil.
He quickly threw away his bow and arrow, picked up the steel knife inserted in the grass and chopped down at the prairie vole in the air.
To deal with so many prairie voles, the energy in his body is not enough. The slender red pupil sword is not as sharp as the holy sword. It is not suitable for melee. He can only use energy to attack, which makes him have to bring more ordinary swords.
"Chi", a white awn crossed from the air, split the ice cone, and then hit the ferocious prairie vole. The steel knife split on the skull of the prairie vole. The clear sound of bone crack came, and the reverberating reaction force bounced off the steel knife, and a smell of black blood splashed out.
He raised his foot, kicked open a prairie vole, inserted a steel knife into the vole's body, twisted the handle of the knife, and provoked the prairie vole to smash the mutant vole in the air.
"Road... Come on!" David shouted and jumped at edita.
A prairie vole fleeing from nowhere bit the steel knife in aidita's hand. David rushed to aidita and raised the steel knife to chop at the voles on the ground. I don't know whether it was because David was too weak or the prairie voles became stronger. David's steel knife left only a few shallow wounds on the prairie voles.
Aidita's frightened cry mixed with his mother tongue, mixed with the "squeaking" cry in the mouth of prairie voles, sounds so strange.