These people looked at the ashes floating in the air in fear. If they had reacted slower just now, they would not have been able to escape the fate of being burned to death. These shamans are really cruel.
"Crash la la la..."
Not far ahead, five or six people, one person and two horses, ran out from behind the hill, and stopped their horses when they reached a nearby location.
"Get on your horse, it's time to go."
At this time, more than a dozen people got on their horses, some got on the rider's horse, two people were riding a horse, and some got on the horses that were brought over. The group of people quickly chased the carriage and ran away.
Only two dead bodies were left on the ground, and four war horses not far away.
This kind of thing also happened in the other three horse teams, but the difference is that among the other three horse teams, there are two horse teams that have to be cleaned up, because there are still two people under Chang Zhengfeng,
They all first dealt with the elite detective horses of the shamanism, and then easily dealt with Chang Zhengfeng's followers. Who made Chang Zhengfeng's followers useless?
Butler Wei was sitting on a big rock next to the market, looking at the mountains of supplies not far away. These were collected by the Yue family servants he brought with him. There was no carriage here, so they could only leave them here. Now
It has piled up like a hill.
Butler Wei sat on a big rock, and took out a pocket watch with some uneasiness, constantly looking at the time. It had been an hour and a half since the carriage team left, and he still didn't see any pigeons flying over. This was a big surprise.
Butler Wei was very anxious.
When Jin Da and the others left, Butler Wei gave Jin Da three pigeons and the boss a pigeon. This was based on the lessons learned from the three pigeons last time. There must be a channel to report safety.
So this homing pigeon became the best choice.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa..."
A burst of hoofbeats quickly approached the cavalry, which was the last of the four cavalry teams. The Jin brothers, with their bosses, had already shaken off their tails, and successfully separated the four cavalry teams and reunited them.
"Brother, all the brothers are here, and their tails have been cut off."
A man on horseback kept running, waiting to get close to Jin Da's horse, and then shouted to Jin loudly. He was the leader of the last cavalry team to arrive, and he was also one of Jin Da's three major gunners.
"Okay, I'm just waiting for you. Tell the brothers that the horse can't stop. We have to go back to the mountains as soon as possible."
Jin Da rode on the horse and ran wildly. He turned around and nodded to the brother who was catching up. Then he shouted to him loudly, "You can't do it loudly. It's windy when you're riding on a horse. As soon as your voice left your mouth, it was blown away by the wind."
Blown away.
"I know, brother."
Jin Da's men on horseback responded and slowly slowed down their horses until his own team came up. Then he followed the team and followed Jin Da and the others as they continued to run towards the northeast, which was the direction of the mountain.
, that is also the direction of home, they will be safe there.
"Second brother, let go of the pigeons."
Jin Da was riding on the horse, turning his head slightly and shouting loudly to Jin Er who was half a horse behind him.
"Brother, don't wait any longer?"
When Jin Er heard Jin Da's words about letting go of the doves, he was a little hesitant. Their people just joined together. Although they were already together, he felt that it was a little too early to report that they were safe.
"No, it's all the same."
When Jin Da heard Jin Er ask him if he wanted to wait a moment, he felt it was unnecessary, so he shouted to Jin Er loudly.
"good."
Jin Eryi saw that his elder brother was very determined, so he agreed, reached into his arms, and took out a cloth bag. In the cloth bag was a white pigeon. This pigeon had nothing on its legs. It didn't seem to be a homing pigeon used for communication.
ah.
"Let's go..."
Jin Er opened the bag, held the white pigeon in his hand, looked at the brothers behind him, found a gap, raised his hand and released the pigeon. The pigeon flew up and slowly disappeared into the air.
Butler Wei looked up at the sky and then at the pocket watch in his hand. He had been out for more than three hours. It was already around 10:30. It was estimated that the gathering would end in more than two hours.
, but no pigeons flew over yet, and Butler Wei couldn't sit still on the big stone, so he came down to the open space next to it and kept pacing.
"Pullingleng."
A homing pigeon fell from the sky. Was it a homing pigeon? No, it was a light of hope, at least for Butler Wei.
"Whoosh..."
A sharp arrow fell from the sky, followed closely by a group of men in black robes.
"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry. When I saw a pigeon, I thought it was a wild pigeon. My hands were itchy and I shot it down. I didn't expect that this pigeon was owned by an owner. If you pay any money, I will definitely compensate you.
"
The man in black robe was holding a bow and bursting into laughter. He had already walked over when he spoke. His eyes were still staring at the dove in Butler Wei's hand. He said apologetic words, but his tone and demeanor were not the same.
There was no intention of apologising, and even the money for compensation was not provided.
"Haha, hahaha, what a great arrow. This arrow hits the target. It's really a cheap way to reach the gods."
Butler Wei looked at the men in black robes in front of him. They were dressed in such familiar clothes. There was no need to guess that they were shamans. Only they would seek trouble so blatantly.
Looking at the man in black robe in front of him, Butler Wei really laughed angrily. He laughed for a while, followed by a mocking compliment. When he said that the "mean" method can reach the gods, the word "bitter" had an extra emphasis. (I didn't misspell the word "bitter".
, that’s the word.)
"Oh, I didn't expect that the butler of a small family also knows how to use arrows. This really impresses me."
The black-robed shaman disciple handed the bow and arrow to his companion next to him, and sighed in a very artificial way. This statement emphasized the small family, and when he said that he was impressed, his tone also had a hint of ridicule.
"Yeah, I didn't expect that big figures from the sect's shamanism would come to such a small place."
Butler Wei is not the one who suffers. This big sect and big shot not only added accents, but also had a sarcastic expression when speaking.
"Haha, that's normal. This is not about catching some game. Look at a pigeon coming right now. This is ten yuan, which is considered as money for the pigeon."
As the black-robed shaman disciple spoke, he took out ten dollars from his pocket, as if giving it away, and handed it to Butler Wei. It looked like there was no sincerity in it.
"No need. Although the Yue family is a small family, we are from a small family and still have enough money to pay for it."
Butler Wei raised his eyes and glanced at the man in black robe. He didn't take the money from his hand at all. He didn't even look at the ten dollars. He just held the dead pigeon in his hand and the arrow stuck in the pigeon.
.
This pigeon was retrieved by the servant of the Yue family just now for Butler Wei. Butler Wei just took it into his hands. Without even looking at it, the pigeon was shot through the chest with an arrow and died completely.
"You are not short of these ten yuan, but I am short of that arrow. My arrow is more than ten yuan, but it is much more valuable than your pigeons. Give me back the arrow."