The mechanical crossbow kept firing bolts into the distance, first killing the black hounds skilled at tracking.
Feng Ying held a saber in her right hand and a shield in her left. Rather than retreating, she charged forward. Yu provided coordinated long-range arrow fire from behind. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and rain poured down like a waterfall. Bolts from the mechanical crossbow shattered raindrops, skimmed past Feng Ying's shoulder, burrowed into the dense forest, and drew a muffled groan!
Both sides were doing their utmost to conceal their tracks. Feng Ying smashed through a thicket and suddenly came face-to-face with an immortal soldier.
The other party wore only an ordinary standard-issue dharma robe and held several lengths of rope. His startled, helpless expression made him seem like an auxiliary soldier responsible for training the black hounds. Before he could react at all, an arrow pierced through his forehead.
Feng Ying swept past the auxiliary soldier before he had even fallen, charging toward the target under her companion's guidance.
Several arrows flew in from afar, but their archery was far inferior to Yu's. They were shooting wildly as though relying on luck. Trees struck by the arrows exploded and toppled over. Feng Ying shifted left and right, dodging with quick flashes of movement. She neither raised her shield nor cast any spells. Their indiscriminate fire was meant to stir the grass and startle the snake, flushing out their target. Using spells or blocking with her shield would only draw more attacks.
Yu stopped shooting for the moment, running nimbly through the forest while swiftly reloading.
The two of them were confident they could deal with the pursuers.
The enemy had come because a patrol squad had been wiped out. At most, they would have one immortal general. Their numbers would not