One Thousand One Hundred and Forty-Nine, Grenade Stunt

"But if we don't make a move now, it will be a bit deliberate to wait until they have suffered a lot of casualties," Mego said. "After all, I made a move yesterday, and my strength... looks quite powerful. Today I suddenly stood by and stood by." Yes, then Qian Weining has guessed our thoughts."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment, and then praised: "Xiaomei, have you started to take the initiative to improve the plan! Besides, I am really surprised that you can think of this!"

Mego felt a little awkward, this sentence didn't sound like a compliment to herself.

"In that case, you can just shoot small fireballs in front of them," Ren Xiaosu said, "First use small fireballs to attack the enemy for display."

Mego said: "Um, should we slow down the pace of releasing the small fireball? This will put more pressure on Qian Weining and the others."

Ren Xiaosu looked at Mego strangely: "No, don't worry, your little fireball can't kill anyone."

Mego struggled and said, "Although I haven't practiced small fireballs many times, it can still be considered a bit lethal..."

Ren Xiaosu smiled and looked at Mego: "Mego, be more sober."

Mego: "..."

The enemies who came this time were more arrogant than before, riding over blatantly, without any intention of hiding their tracks.

"Quickly, put out all the bonfires!" Qian Weining roared angrily.

This time they were already prepared, and a group of guards rushed to the campfire to extinguish the flames with the prepared sand, so that everyone was in the dark, and the bow and arrow attack would not be so easily disadvantaged.

Qian Weining and the others had already set up defenses inside the carriage fence. As a result, the knights rushing from outside did not force their way in. Instead, they used the mobility of cavalry to quickly move around the camp, finding opportunities to shoot a cold arrow from time to time. One of the guards beside Qian Weining and the others would be shot down by an arrow.

Qian Weining and the others shot back with arrows, but first of all they were not serious archers, and secondly the enemy was difficult to hit while moving at high speed.

So the two sides shot at each other for a long time, Qian Weining suffered a lot of casualties, but the other side did nothing.

The confidant shouted to Qian Weining: "My lord, act quickly!"

Qian Weining took a deep breath, opened his bow and shot an arrow, the arrow flew out like a thunderbolt, and flew into the empty darkness...

Qian Weining said to his confidant: "The enemy who came this time is probably the real elite of the Tudor Knights, and there is also a very smart commander."

The subtext means, they are very strong, it is not my fault that I missed the shot, it is their fault!

The confidant was anxious: "Then what should we do?"

Qian Weining confessed to his confidant: "These people must still have their backs. Now it's just killing our patience. Prepare carefully, these people's arrows will always run out!"

After so many days, the carriages they were riding in were all pierced with arrow holes, and some people's carriages were directly shot open. If the horses were not lying on the inner wall of the fence, their horses would probably be almost dead.

Outside the wall, the chaotic sound of horseshoes was beating like a war drum, making everyone in the camp feel upset.

Just when Qian Weining was frowning, he suddenly heard Mego shouting: "Fire!"

Qian Weining's eyes lit up: "Mego has made a move! Hurry up,

Get ready to fight, after Mego disrupts the opponent's formation, Yao Bo, you will lead your men to rush out, and if you can't kill them, kill their horses! "

Yao Bo cheered up: "Got it!"

The battle yesterday was thanks to Mego's small fireball, and the power of that small fireball is obvious to all. As long as Mego is willing to make a move, this batch of rushing enemies should be nothing.

Because the bonfire had already been extinguished and the sky was too dark, Qian Weining and the others couldn't see clearly what was going on with Mego.

They could only see small fireballs flying out in the night, and the enemy's cries of pain could be heard from outside from time to time.

But as time passed, Qian Weining suddenly realized when he heard the sound of horseshoes, how come there are not a single enemy missing?

Qian Weining was puzzled, he was a veteran of marching and fighting, if he judged the cavalry, he could tell one or two by just listening to the sound of horses' hooves.

Seeing that this team of enemies was about 120 cavalry when they came, but Mego's little fireball flew for a long time, and it was still around 120 cavalry...

what's the situation? Who are you playing here? ah?

But Qian Weining felt something was wrong again, he clearly heard the screams of pain coming from outside, and with the power of yesterday's little fireball, it hit people either dead or disabled, how could there be no reduction in staff?

Qian Weining suddenly fell into deep confusion...

However, what he didn't know was that it wasn't Mego who wanted to play him, but that Little Fireball really couldn't kill anyone.

There was an exclamation from outside. The enemy was indeed hit. At the beginning, those who were hit by the small fireball thought they must die, but after they screamed, they realized that they were all right? !

They made a lot of preparations all day today. One team even galloped to the place where the caravan was attacked yesterday to check the wounds of the dead comrades. Then the young man from the Tudor family explained that he must be careful of fireballs. The technique is extremely powerful.

But looking at it now, that's not the case at all. Could it be a fraud?

Therefore, the enemies outside fell into doubt together with Qian Weining...

Slowly, there were more and more casualties at Qian Weining's side. Ren Xiaosu, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, suddenly opened his eyes: "It's almost there, chant the spell to the southwest!"

Mego did so resolutely, but just as he was about to sing, Ren Xiaosu suddenly stopped him: "What the hell, that's the northeast, why didn't I realize that you don't even know the east, west, north, south."

"I know East, West, North, South, I'm just a little nervous..."

As he said that, Mego was forced to turn 180 degrees by Ren Xiaosu, and his head was a little dizzy.

"Spell!" Ren Xiaosu lowered his voice and shouted.

"Aww," Mego roared towards the southwest, "￥%...&&!"

Qian Weining and the others in the camp were all fascinated. Is this a spell? They have also dealt with wizards before, but it doesn't feel like they are chanting a spell.

Three seconds later, there was a loud bang in the darkness in the distance, and the horses of the caravan and the enemy all neighed in panic.

Qian Weining and the others were so frightened by the loud noise that they almost jumped up!

The horse, which was lying down, wanted to stand up, Qian Weining and the others hurried over to hold the reins!

This sound is really terrifying, just listening to the sound can make people feel the horror of destructive power!

Qian Weining was shocked while controlling the horse: "What the hell kind of witchcraft is this? Who told me that Mego is a little wizard, what the hell is this little wizard?"

Qian Weining's confidant was puzzled at this moment: "Why did I look at Wizard Mego over there and seemed to be taken aback..."