Ma San's eyes were briefly lost for a while, then shook his head and replied: "There are seven or eight people in the temple. They can't see clearly, but they all seem to be holding weapons in their hands."

Cookie added: "Listen to the crying, there is at least one woman inside."

Yang Ni nodded. He could basically be sure that the other party would not be a player. On the one hand, they would not arrive so quickly, and on the other hand, even if they arrived, they would not fail to organize the attack. Instead, they hid in a ruined temple and started crying.

Then the answer is very obvious.

The number of opponents is obviously more than his side, and Yang Ni has no confidence to win it in one fell swoop.

He turned around and arranged: "Cookie and I will go around from the right later. Brother Huang, you and Ma San will walk from the left. Bai Ye and Liang Chun are ambushing here first. If the situation is wrong, we will withdraw first. We will gather in the central army tent. Be careful, don't fight. If you can fight, fight, and run away if you can't. Do you understand?"

Everyone nodded.

Yang Ni's left finger ring flashed, and the golden shield and silver sword were already in his hand. Cookie lowered her head and sang the spell silently. After about 40 seconds, two fireballs began to rotate around her shoulders, and the third fireball also rose slowly in the palm of her palm.

Looking at Ma San again, his right hand had turned into a green mantis knife arm, and the edge of the knife was covered with serrated teeth.

Huang Zhong's natal [Fire Skeleton] cannot be stimulated casually. He looked around and then picked up a stone and held it in his hand. It was better than nothing.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Yang Ni took the lead and took the lead in getting out of the grass with the cookie following closely.

Ma San and Huang Zhong also touched from the other side.

For some reason, the group of people in the Land Temple seemed to be not worried about someone attacking from outside, but there was no one to keep a watch. Yang Ni easily touched the window frame.

This land temple is less than three meters tall, with two entry points in front and back. After years of disrepair, there is no place to vent without any vent.

Yang Ni carefully raised his head and looked inside through the only window.

There were eight people in the room, seven of whom stood or sat around a fire. On the fire was a big pot with a "gurgling" sound inside, as if they were cooking something. One of them was constantly provoking with a single knife in his hand, as if he wanted to cook the things inside quickly.

In the corner of the house, a woman in linen clothes and a headscarf was crying, holding a piece of rag in her hand, which sounded like she had been crying for a long time.

The dress of the seven people seemed to be very similar to the corpses I saw along the way, and they were uniformly dressed, so they should be soldiers. A few spears and a bow and arrow were placed in a place that was easy to reach.

Cookie had sharp eyes. She looked at the contents of the pot with a strange expression on her face. She poked Yang Ni's waist and lay in his ear and said, "Brother Yang, what they want to eat seems to be a person. I saw a hand and a foot in the pot."

Yang Ni's face condensed.

He knew that in the history of cold weapon wars, it was not rare to eat people, and even the entire army used the bodies of enemy soldiers who died in battle as military rations.

But even though I know, when this scene really happened in front of a modern person from a civilized society, a strong sense of vomiting still spread in his heart.

There is nothing to say about this. No matter what purpose it is, Yang Ni will not let this group leave here alive.

This group of people should be third-party forces. Kill them can also activate the exclusive skills of the chess pieces.

He winked at the cookie, saw the girl nodding to show his understanding, then took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, raised his shield and knocked away the shaking window frame, and then quickly flashed to the side.

When the people inside heard the sound, they quickly looked back, but only saw two fireballs that were not much smaller than the clay pot rushed forward and backward.

One of them exploded on one of them with great accuracy.

The other person seemed to be a veteran, and he reacted quickly and would avoid it when he rolled on the spot.

Unexpectedly, the fireball turned around in the air like life and hit him straight.

The smoke of gunpowder spread, and these two people were dead and could not die any more.

With just one encounter, two people had already died. The other five people then rolled and crawled and picked up the weapons at hand. The two of them rushed towards the window and the three of them towards the gate.

After releasing two fireballs, the cookie did not rush to shoot the third one out. Her long combat experience made her understand the timing of cutting into the battlefield, especially in the last game, which was mainly because she wasted all three fireballs at that time, which made the guy with a dagger hurt Ma San so badly.

It's a mistake [31 Novel Network] Yizhi, she already understood that her natal type with slow condensation speed, should never throw the last fireball out until the last moment.

She quickly moved out of position, Yang Ni used a golden shield to protect his head and chest, and bowed and jumped into the temple.

The two of them came to stab, but they were both blocked by their shields.

Yang Ni raised the shield in his left hand, let two long spears pass, and swept across the army with a silver knife in his right hand, and made a big hole in his chest.

Both of them were wearing military-style two-stage armor, which was the kind of leather armor that could only protect the front, chest and back from the head. Although it provided a certain defense ability, it was not as good as the sharp long sword in Yang Ni's hand and his organizational strength of more than 200 years.

These two people were also desperate, seriously injured but did not retreat. They gritted their teeth and pulled the gun back.

Relatively speaking, there are few swords used on the real battlefield.

On the one hand, long swords consume too much iron, and the amount of iron used to hit a knife can hit 4 or 5 long spears. In ancient society where the smelting level was not high, it was difficult to equip a large area. On the contrary, the swords that represent the identity of generals are more common.

On the other hand, if the wounds caused by a knife are long but not deep, and cannot hurt the internal organs, it will be difficult to cause fatal injuries. Otherwise, the long spear can be used to increase the safety distance of the user, and once it hits, it will be a very deep wound. In ancient times, when there is no medical treatment or medicine, arrow injuries can be fatal, let alone gunshot wounds.

Of course, sabers are still relatively popular among cavalry with strong impact and pursuit of attack continuity.

Therefore, these two people chose to exchange injuries for injuries, but Yang Ni did not dare to leave two blood holes on his body.

He quickly turned sideways to avoid giving in, and at the same time, his left arm smashed the golden shield into one of the people's face.

The man couldn't dodge and was hit directly, with blood flowing, and his teeth were broken. He didn't know how many of them were broken. He gulped all of them into his stomach with a mixed blood.

During this time, the other three people had already rushed to the door. When one of them was about to go out, a pebbles as big as fists flew towards him and hit the bridge of his nose. His eyes turned dark and he fainted.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red bee that flew over from somewhere and hit the second person's ribs with a "pop", arched its tail and stabbed it into the human body with a metallic luster.
Chapter completed!