Chapter 566: Chapter 244: Hunted Down, Strength, and Rescue
The Long Mountain army, which was originally heading towards the Hanqiong Camp, suddenly turned and came towards him. With three formidable Cold Resistance Level fighters heading straight for him, Xia Hong couldn’t fail to react.
In this emergency, there was no time to ponder why.
Clang... Clang... Clang...
Xia Hong’s clothes billowed, his skin tightened; he swiftly parried the longsword in the middle, then drew back his blade, and in a flash, clashed with a broadsword and a spear separately.
"So fast!"
The longsword at Twelve鬃, the broadsword at Eleven鬃, and the spear at Ten鬃.
Xia Hong ignored the exclamations overhead. From those simple collisions, he could clearly gauge the strength of the three, and then he abruptly turned and sprinted towards the iron gate.
Thud, thud, thud... Thud...
Hundreds of sharp arrows rained down, striking his back.
This was why Xia Hong was sprinting.
Compared to the arrows shot by the Longyou army, the threat of the three fighters above was greater; he could only choose to first deal with those three. But the price for dealing with them was having to endure this wave of arrow rain.
The sound from the iron arrows hitting his back revealed that the first wave of arrows hadn’t caused much harm to Xia Hong; only two iron arrows seemed to penetrate flesh when listened to carefully.
"Keep shooting, block the gate; don’t let him escape!"
Li Xuanling’s cool voice echoed, and half of the Longyou army that had entered the valley immediately set up their bows again, commencing a second round of arrow fire.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...
"Get out of my way!"
As the sound of the second round of iron arrows broke through the air, Xia Hong, just twenty meters from the iron gate, roared in anger, holding his Yi Blade in front of him and charging straight at the Longyou army ahead.
Only half of the Longyou army had entered the iron gate, the other half was still stuck at the gate, blocking his path.
And then factoring in Li Xuanling, Li Xuanyan, and Li Xuantiang, the three Cold Resistance Levels.
Not to mention, there was also a Divine Archer of Fourteen鬃 above!
"They’re really out to kill me..."
Hearing the sound of arrows rain behind him, Xia Hong’s pupils suddenly showed a hint of thrill. As his strength grew, he rarely faced such a life-and-death crisis.
The last time things were this tough, he was dealing with a Wood Puppet Monster in the valley.
Looking at the Longyou army blocking the iron gate, his eyes gradually turned bloodthirsty.
"If you won’t move, then die!"
Strictly speaking, Xia Hong had no enmity with the camp on the Longyou side, so even when the Long Mountain army attacked, he hadn’t killed anyone.
But since the other side had murderous intent first, he wouldn’t hold back.
Boom...
Xia Hong didn’t use his blade; he turned sideways and rammed directly into the front line of the Longyou army.
With a force of Twenty-One鬃, that’s two million ten thousand jin; the explosive force generated by such a terrifying collision could topple even a small mountain.
Yet, the Longyou army managed to block it!
The sound was earth-shattering, and the ferocious impact turned five or six soldiers in the front row into mincemeat, with at least twenty more falling along the way.
The combined formation of over five hundred Longyou soldiers around the iron gate was slightly disrupted by this impact.
All the Longyou soldiers looked at Xia Hong in panic, their expressions more frantic, clearly not expecting his strength to be this formidable.
"Don’t lose formation, encircle him; he’s just one man!"
Li Xuanling’s voice came, and the Longyou army immediately calmed down, with over four hundred soldiers regaining their confidence and quickly forming a circle, raising their black iron snake spears to surround Xia Hong.
The other half of the Longyou army that had just entered the valley returned at this time, joining those who encircled Xia Hong. Together, they formed a thick encirclement, three layers deep, sealing Xia Hong tightly in the center.
At the very center were hundreds of long spears, while the outer ring continued to shoot arrows. Clearly, these Long Mountain people intended to completely annihilate Xia Hong.
Thud, thud, thud... Squelch... Squelch...
The Longyou soldiers holding snake spears didn’t move; those on the outer ring shot another dense round of arrows. Unlike the previous two times, this time, they were closer, and more arrows pierced Xia Hong’s skin membrane.
The Longyou army was equipped with strong bows of more than thirty stone power, and at such close distance, their power was naturally stronger than before.
If it were anyone else, they would probably be turned into a pincushion on the spot.
Xia Hong wasn’t at ease, relying on his tough skin and swiftly waving his Yi Blade to successfully block most of the iron arrows. However, a few still managed to pierce his body.
Squelch... Squelch... Squelch...
While wielding his blade, Xia Hong nimbly pulled out a total of four iron arrows from his shoulder and back, turning to look at the valley’s inner side, noticing that the Hanqiong Station defenders had completely retreated into the inner valley. His eyes instantly turned icy.
Especially when he exchanged glances over a distance with Hou Tong at the bottleneck position, Xia Hong immediately understood.
A trap!
From start to finish, this was a trap set against him!
The Cold Resistance Level fighter from the north in the daytime must have brought some orders from Hou Hu. That’s why the two Cold Resistance Levels had been fixated on him afterward. Even Hou Tong’s sluggishness in facing the Long Mountain attack was probably deliberate.
"You want to kill me; let’s see if you have the skill!"
Xia Hong withdrew his gaze, ignoring the arrows coming from all directions, and wielded his longsword once more, transforming into a gust of wind as he charged fiercely towards the iron gate.