'Did we run into mountain bandits who have an archer squad?!'
Eleventh Crane was forced back behind the carriage by another volley of arrows. He felt depressed. Even though the arrows that shot out of the forest did not possess the lethality of Grandmaster Realm, they were all in the eighth or ninth realm. They were powerful, and not weak and useless shots.
With the numerical and geographical advantage on the archers' side, Eleventh Crane was suppressed so much that he could do nothing about them, even though he was a veteran with the bow!
Eleventh Crane leaned against the back of the carriage and shouted, "Damn it! Young Worry! Lure the firepower away! The guards can't take it anymore!"
