"Whoosh!"
The arrow flew out, hit the black horse's helmet, and bounced off with a clang.
Aman was stunned.
Then he saw the ghost thing raised the musket in his hand -
"Get down!"
"boom!"
A cloud of snow and fog exploded ahead.
The misty white snow blocked Baliu's vision, and he could not see the road ahead for a moment, so his speed slowed down slightly.
A'man hugged Li Ang tightly with both hands, and suddenly felt a fatal crisis brewing above him.
Without time to give any warning, he hurriedly separated his two hands, one holding the crossbow against Li Ang's neck, and the other hand grabbed something randomly behind him, trying his best to press them down.
He was right - just as they lowered their heads, a sharp black shadow passed by the road above, and two of the black pine trees that were in the way were cut off by this blow, and they staggered and fell down.
It's the one with the axe!
Breaking out of the snow and fog, Aman saw the culprit clearly.
It was the centurion with the giant axe that almost got wiped out by it!
"Boom! Boom!"
The musketeers were firing again.
Baliu turned flexibly to avoid the bombardment, but his speed was inevitably affected. Sometimes he would be approached by other people and horses, and the person on horseback needed to be careful to dodge.
Comparing the difference between the thick and long musket and the small crossbow, Aman thought about it and threw the thing away.
"Your Highness..."
Then he discovered, with embarrassment, that he had grabbed Mary in the wrong place.
If this continues, it will end sooner or later...
Li Ang began to check the bullets in front.
He first tried shooting at the enemy with brass bullets.
Useless.
The effect is no different from a crossbow.
Then replace the silver bullet while dodging and shoot again.
It was no use - he was 100% sure that he had hit the target, and one of the bullets should have passed through the gap and hit the chest.
If there really was a half-dead body hidden in there, he should at least have gotten some reaction.
No reaction at all, what does that mean?
Could it be that these things have nothing to do with evil spirits?
Unable to think of a way to break the impasse, Li Ang despaired.
He hugged the "horse's neck" tightly, which was the upper body of Baliu, and ignored her surprise and whispered in her ear: "Do you want to know my secret..."
Someone was pulling at his boots.
Kicked away impatiently.
What a tactless person... Doesn't he know how important what he is doing is?
After kicking it away, he came again - this time the opponent attacked angrily and directly tore off his left boot.
Baliu was just waiting for him to tell her the "secret" when she heard her lover swearing at her.
She almost couldn't catch her breath as the six men moved closer.
"What do you want to do?"
Li Ang bent down to look at the horse's belly. He knew who was most likely behind the action.
Ashley is so well behaved, who else could it be but her cunning stepmother?
The response he got was a hand - a hand that emerged from below, clutching a box of bullets.
Leon took the box doubtfully and without hesitation, he emptied the original magazine quickly, loaded the bullets in the box and tried to shoot.
The first shot was blocked by the armor.
The second shot missed.
The third shot sent sparks flying on the shield.
The fourth shot——again penetrated the gap in the armor.
"boom!"
The black horse that was shot was instantly wrapped in a ball of black flames. It stopped chasing and stopped in place, shaking and roaring.
Is it really effective?
Li Ang's eyes were about to pop out. He covered his mouth to suppress the urge to cough, and began to use his marksmanship to blow up two robot horses one after another.
Seeing this, the remaining three black horses slowed down and stopped chasing them. They stopped in the wind and snow and watched them go away.
"you made it!"
There was a burst of rapid cheers from the horses.
Aman shook Li Ang's shoulder vigorously: "Sharpshooter! How did you do it?"
Li Ang was speechless.
He remained in this state of thinking until Baliu carried them onto the track, and only then did he realize that his left foot had been frozen.
"Go get them some hot water!"
Sheriff Rand had already noticed that something was wrong, so he took them into the car and started to get busy, causing chaos in the car.
"Mike, drive the car!" he ordered, "That car is too weird. We can't stay and confront them..."
Although the amount of sand dug in these trips is not much, it is enough for the time being. At least it is enough for them to drive to Nanling and wait for supplies at other places.
The Resin Line 4 started to move slowly with black smoke billowing out.
In the shock, Leon limped to where several girls gathered and saw Hitzfeld lying on a bunk with pale and bloodless skin.
"Can you warn me..." he asked speculatively, "Black Flame Curse?"
The black flame might be accompanied by a curse, and Bariu also told him this.
Hitzfeld has been in a bad state ever since she met the first black horse, and they all suspected that there was some mark on her body.
But we can’t even find the tree people’s detection methods, so we can’t just leave her behind.
Hitzfeld shook his head at him.
For a moment, Li Ang was not sure whether this meant "denial" or "I don't know", so he simply asked another more concerned question.
"What's with all those bullets?"
Neither normal brass bullets nor silver bullets had any effect on the robot centaur. He remembered clearly that the small box handed over also contained brass bullets.
"I added some stuff to the bullet..."
Hitzfeld replied weakly.
This is totally the gift of retrospection.
The days when she possessed Claire-William as an apprentice were not wasted. It can be said that Hitzfeld learned as much as Claire did in the end.
Even more firmly grasped and understood more deeply than her. This included the "enchanted bullets" that were very popular among the Earth's extraordinary people - how to make simple tools to dismantle the warheads and fill them with magic potions in critical situations. She learned all of these very well.
"Did you add ointment to it?"
It was Baliu who reacted quickly and guessed what she had done.
After all, there had been examples before, and she knew what the black horse powered by undead marrow was most afraid of.
“I didn’t expect it would actually be used.”
Hitzfeld turned his head away, looking as if he didn't want to pay attention to anyone.
She still cares about her manners. The fact that she can act so pretentiously shows that she really can't hold on any longer.
The energy consumption was so great that she felt dizzy even when she was lying there. It was not until the people around her began to discuss what to do next that she realized that the carriage was shaking again.
She opened her eyes suddenly.
"His?"
Seeing her struggling to sit up, Ashley, who had been paying close attention to her, quickly pressed her shoulders.
"Is the train moving?"
"right?"
Aman replied.
"After all, those things...if we stop here and don't move, they will still chase us."
"So we discussed and decided that it would be best to set off now and rush to Nanling City in one go, so that we can borrow the power there to deal with them."
Judging from the expressions of the others, none of them thought there was anything wrong with this plan. But Hitzfeld still struggled to get up, and under the surprised and concerned gazes of the others, he walked to the bunk on the left, reached out his hand, and wiped the mist off the window again.
Everyone looked outside through the small opening, and at first they could only see a vast expanse of snow.
But as they adapted, and perhaps as the distance changed, they gradually... caught a glimpse of a dark shadow coming from the opposite direction.
"impossible!"
Li Ang instantly climbed onto the window and used all his strength to wipe away all the fog.
This way the range is wider and there are more things to see. He was stunned to see that car - the "Line 1". The mechanical fortress transformed from a normal car front also caught up and was almost parallel to Line 4 when it was about to cross the bridge.
impossible……
This thing looks so heavy, how can the train chassis carry such a weight?
Not only Li Ang, but everyone else also couldn't understand it at all.
They could only watch and listen.
Witness the shadow of the mechanical city gradually approaching and enveloping them.
Witness the metal puppets emerging from those clockwork houses, watching them clap and cheer.
Both sides drove onto the iron bridge at the same time.
Chapter 69: Crazy Secret History
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In the silver world, two trains are running side by side on the track.
The train only had three carriages, and the locomotive was taller and larger than the ones Sarah was used to seeing, but still within the "normal" range.
But the other one, its front is a castle, and the carriage it pulls is a clockwork carriage. As the puppets made of metal parts emerge from the carriage, playing instruments, clapping their hands and stamping their feet, and laughing loudly, it looks like a mechanical kingdom running on rails.
Those who witnessed all this - all of them, dared to swear with their own faith and lives, that except for the shocking battle in the White Shadow Palace, there was no other scene more magical than this.
"I...is there any way we can deal with this thing?" Ashley couldn't help but open her mouth.
No matter how many sky hunting teams or police officers come, it will be useless for this kind of prey...
No one answered her, because they really couldn't think of how they could fight back.
"I have a way..."
A faint sound forced its way out, like weeds squeezing out of bluestone slabs.
"Hitzfeld?" Baliu and everyone else turned around and found that Hitzfeld was forcing himself to move forward despite the discomfort.
"Are you crazy?" She saw a sense of determination in the frail figure, and rushed forward to grab the girl, growling at her, "What do you want to do?"
"All of you stay here, I'll go to the front of the car and disconnect it from the carriage..." Hitzfeld said softly.
"I don't think you should be so blind to it...it's obvious that guy is coming for me."
