Chapter 506: Chapter 227: The Scam at the Gate, Three Groups, and Yuwen Dao of Great Xia
"Broadsword, close-fitting black clothes, could it be Yuwen Hu? It must be him. Jing Xian has been annexed by Great Xia, Yuwen Hu is certainly in Great Xia too. This means that at present, those targeting the Hive are not just Zhaoyang, but also Great Xia..."
At this moment, the Zhaoyang forces, with momentum like a rainbow, had already pushed the battlefield to the buildings in the center of the Hive Main Zone, about four to five hundred meters from the iron gate.
The ongoing fiery spirit suggests a pursuit of victory.
Yet Hou Ming suddenly shuddered all over, abruptly waking up as if from a trance, shouting fiercely at the Zhaoyang crowd: "Stop advancing, everyone retreat to the iron gate, hold it, quick, quick, quick!!!"
His voice carried a hint of urgency and panic, not only the three Cold Resistance Levels, Hou Bing, Hou Ying, and Wu Tianxing, were puzzled, but also the Earth-digging Realm troops, engaged in battle, displayed looks of confusion.
"What are you staring at? Follow my orders, quick, quick, quick!"
Hou Ming’s angry shout continued, the three Cold Resistance Levels, though still perplexed, swiftly headed towards the iron gate.
Seeing the three Cold Resistance Levels move, the rest of Zhaoyang began to retreat as well.
Only that this retreat was clearly somewhat late!
Swoosh......
A crude black arrow suddenly shot from within the passage.
Whistle......
The air in the cave was sliced by the swiftly flying iron arrow, even affecting the wind direction, producing a crisp whistling sound.
This unusual sound alone was enough to prove the power of this iron arrow.
"Pretending to be mystical, who is it?!"
Yet, there were still some who disbelieved it.
Under the least pressure just now, Hou Ying seemed somewhat lost in the killing.
Hou Ming, Hou Bing, and Wu Tianxing, feeling the power of the iron arrow, all changed facial expressions, except he roared angrily, breaking through the iron gate to charge into the passage.
"Hou Ying, dodge!"
Hou Ming’s warning came too late.
Of course, Hou Ying wasn’t foolish enough to catch it with his body; as he sidestepped, he fiercely swung the long staff forward.
But in the gap between the staff and the iron arrow’s collision, his face changed instantly.
Clang......
The terrifying force of the iron arrow caused his entire body to shift, the iron stick even cracked his tiger’s mouth. Had it not been for its superb material, it would likely have broken directly.
Boom!
Just the residual power of the iron arrow directly knocked Hou Ying down, and he was dragged back three meters after falling.
Hou Ying, getting up from the ground, had his gaze turn extremely serious, no longer showing any disbelief.
Hou Ming, Hou Bing, and Wu Tianxing arrived, seeing Hou Ying’s embarrassment caused by the iron arrow, all three had their pupils slightly shaken.
But this was only the beginning.
Tap... Tap... Tap......
As a large wave of hurried, excited footsteps came from inside the passage, the expressions of the three Hou Ming’s changed instantly to somber; the Zhaoyang forces behind were stunned; and those from the Hive farthest away displayed hopeful expressions on their faces.
A young man, clad in light gold armor, was the first to stride out from the passage. Observing the situation in the Main Zone Space, his face bore a strong excitement as he rushed forward, promptly grabbing a longbow from his back.
Then came the second, third, fourth......
In a moment, a swarm of over a thousand people came bursting out from the passage. Like the first one, all were clad in light gold armor, and the first thing they did upon exiting was to take their longbows, draw iron arrows, and aim indiscriminately at the frontmost group of Zhaoyang.
After the thousand people came out, three figures slowly emerged from the passage.
The leader looked young, with sharp features, dressed in a black suit, holding a giant broadsword, his expression full of provocation as he gazed at the crowd in the Main Zone.
On his left and right were two middle-aged men, the one on the left holding a strong bow. Judging from the slightly trembling bowstring, it was evident that the iron arrow that struck Hou Ying was shot by him.
The young man in black looked around the entire Main Zone Space, his gaze focusing on the three Cold Resistance Levels, especially noticing Lin Ye behind them, with a smile appearing on his face, as he clasped his hands and spoke loudly to everyone:
"Great Xia’s Yuwen Dao, hope I’m not disturbing you all?"