Mage Joan

At this time, Joan's arm was still numb, but fortunately, he could already lift it, and without thinking, he pulled out the revolver, raised his trembling right arm, and pointed the muzzle at the opposite.

The White Hair Monster noticed his unusual behavior, raised his head in surprise, staring blankly at the muzzle, as if wondering what Joan had meant to lift the black pipe.

boom!

Joan pulled the trigger, and the lead shot whizzed out of the gun barrel, hitting the undefended face of the white hair monster, and blood spewed out.

The white furry man covered his face with both hands and screamed and fell down on the snow.

Joan fired two more shots at him, until the white-haired weird man stopped calling and lay on the snow without any movement, then he took a sigh of relief, and the arm with the gun drooped weakly.

The body of the white-hair monster was immersed in blood, and the pool of blood was quickly frozen by the roaring snow.

Joan leaned on the tree trunk, feeling weak and turning around, and it took a while for his heartbeat and breathing to return to normal.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, making him worry about attracting more predators.

Facts proved that his worries were not too much. Shortly after the White Hair Monster was killed, there was a sharp roar across the hillside, which was clearly the kind of strange call made by the White Hair Monster when he appeared.

Chang Xiao immediately followed by, echoing between the mountains and the mountains, screaming through the wind and snow, and quickly approaching the area where Qiao An lived.

Obviously, the white-haired monsters entrenched in this snow-capped mountain are far more than the one that Joan just shot and killed. I wonder if they heard the dying cry of the same kind, or smell the **** air entrained in the wind. Rush over.

Joan's nerves, which had just been relaxed, tightened again, hurriedly refilling the revolver pistol, and then cast a "stealth" on his chest-if "stealth" could not help him escape the white hair monster. Search and arrest, then you can only harden your scalp and fight hard.

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Joan was trapped in the snow mountain, thinking about desperately with the large group of white hairy monsters who were about to come, not paying attention to the hillside behind him. The caravan on the mountain road across the snowy ridge was moving forward slowly.

A total of more than 20 guards accompanied the caravan. They were riding horses, waist-height swords, oblique-back magic crystal shotguns, and their clothing showed a strong Assa style.

This group of Asa knights is divided into two teams, escorting a four-wheeled cart in the center, but the trailer is not a horse, but a huge animal called "Highland Los Beast".

Highland Los beasts are rare in the southern New World with a warm climate, but in the northern mountains in the ice and snow, they are more important livestock than mules.

This animal is not inferior to the mammoth colossus, but looks like a yak. ​​The indigenous Asa people in the cold north have domesticated this large, gentle herbivore and acted as a camel to transport bulk cargo.

The two highland Los beasts dragged the cart side by side and walked steadily on the snow-covered mountain road. There were five large wooden boxes on the cart, all covered with animal skins. It seemed that people might see what was loaded in the box. Judging from the depth of the tracks left by the carts crushing the ice and snow, the five boxes of cargo were quite heavy.

There is a lot of space in the car. In addition to five boxes of goods, it also supports the shed to cover the snow. Two men and a woman sit under the shed and are chatting in a low voice.

At this moment, a sharp gunshot suddenly came from the middle of the hillside ahead, immediately alerting the three caravan leaders to get up and get out of the carport, holding the car fence and looking in the direction of the gunshot.

The head of the three is a tall and burly Asa man, about forty years old, with a thick beard and beard, showing a bold and firm temperament between the eyebrows.

A pair of young men and women stood beside the middle-aged man. From the skin color and similar appearance, the two were obviously the children of the middle-aged man.

The younger older man inherited his father's handsome face, and his brilliant blond hair gave a sunny and cheerful impression. His eyes gleamed with curiosity in the eyes of Xueshan, showing the urge to try.

The young man stood beside his younger sister. Although the girl is one year younger than her elder brother, she looks calmer. She wears a black men's hunting suit, her hair is only one inch long, her skin is healthy and brown, her handsome face is solemn and tall. The nose bridge is dotted with freckles on both sides, and if the chest is slightly raised, I am afraid that it will be mistaken for a handsome teenager.

"Dad, Sluder, have you heard? There seems to be gunfire over the mountainside." The young Assa said excitedly, "we'd better go over as soon as possible to see what happened!"

"Calm down, Ha Kang! Now is not the time for much fuss!" Men's Ladies didn't angrily reprimand their brother, "We have very important goods to escort, we must rush back to Shizhu Town within two weeks, in case In an accident, how can you tell your father to the patriarch!"

"Slood, don't be so nervous, OK. This generation of snow monsters often attack passers-by. I just want to see if anyone on the snow mountain needs help without delaying our journey."

Ha Kang seemed to be a little afraid of his strong-minded sister, and at the same time he turned to his father for help.

The brother and sister's father didn't make a sound, stroking their beards, their eyes narrowed, and the falcon-like sharp sight was directed at the point where the gunshot came.

"In any case, I strongly object to delaying time here!" Slood lowered his face and solemnly warned his brother who always loves to go about business. "This trip is different from the past. You all know that the value of the goods on the car is as high as 60,000 gold. Duga, which is equivalent to the sum of taxes for the entire three years of the town’s residents. The militiamen in the town are looking forward to getting these new weapons. We must not have any failure!"

"Slood, of course I agree with your cautious attitude, but we are already careful enough, you don't need to scare yourself." Ha Kang smiled disapprovingly, and then said, "Snow monsters and beasts can't play guns. Just now, the gunshot was definitely from the hands of human beings. This is not a hunting ground. Travelers only shoot themselves when they are in danger. If I don’t hear the gunshot, it’s fine. Since I have heard it, at least I should go and watch it. At a glance, it might help."

"Is anyone else in danger? It's your business! Ha Kang, you'll suffocate if you don't go to the bustle?" Sluder was furious.

"Really suffocating!" The blond young man responded sincerely to his sister's anger, "Sluder, you know me, born with such a warm heart."

Slood raised his hand and had to give up his brother, who seemed to never grow up. He turned to his father and said to his father: "Dad, we have been harassed by robbers many times along the way, and we have to be more careful. The sound of gunshots...I don’t deny that there may be a gun fired by passers-by, but it cannot be ruled out that the trap was set by the robbers, trying to trick us away from the convoy and take the opportunity to grab the goods!"

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