Chapter 46: Hidden Arrows and First Aid
"...Watch your back, kid..."
That faint voice came again, ethereal and mysterious.
But Li Ang heard it clearly this time, and he even felt that the voice was inexplicably familiar, a familiarity that penetrated deep into his soul!
"Who are you? Who are you? Come out!"
Leon got off the carriage, took the sword from Alice next to him, and asked vigilantly towards the nearby woods.
No one responded.
The only sounds in the woods are the singing of birds and the buzzing of insects.
Li Ang put the belt of the scabbard across his body and kept looking left and right.
There was indeed no one and everything seemed normal.
But then, something unexpected happened!
Suddenly, a shadow shot out from the woods!
The shadow was incredibly fast and flashed past Li Ang.
With Leon's eyesight, he could only see a faint light passing silently at an incredible speed, like a silver lightning.
Unless you are prepared, it will be too late to intercept it, and it will definitely be impossible to avoid it!
Li Ang turned around and shouted, "Be careful!"
Then he drew his sword as quickly as possible.
But it was too late to remind him. At the same time as he spoke, the silver light had already pierced into Eric's back and went straight through his chest!
Eric only had time to make a "ugh" sound before he fell off his horse and collapsed to the ground.
And after penetrating Eric, the silver light still had enough power to nail the carriage in front of him!
The arrow was trembling slightly.
It was a silver arrow with strange green feathers. It was so fast that it pierced through the chest without even leaving any blood.
Leslie in the carriage screamed, then immediately realized the danger, hid inside the carriage, and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack!"
"Anson! Help!"
While shouting, Leon rolled forward and rushed into the woods, starting to look for hidden enemies.
Someone seemed to say "eh" in the woods.
Then, a vague figure leaped up like a wild deer and ran through the woods.
The man seemed to blend into the forest. Perhaps he was wearing armor with good protective coloring, which made his figure looming in the woods.
"Stop! Don't run!"
Li Ang rushed over quickly, shouting as he chased.
This shout would definitely be ineffective against the enemy, but Leon had to shout - not to stop the enemy, but to convey his position to his men.
The killer's bow and arrow were very scary, and Li Ang felt that he might not be able to dodge them!
He didn't want to fight such a powerful killer in the terrain chosen by the other party.
Fortunately, the arrow was not aimed at me!
But the killer moved very quickly through the woods. Leon tried his best to do parkour, but he still couldn't catch up with him.
Gradually, the man disappeared into the depths of the woods.
Li Ang lost track of his opponent, stopped, and slowly retreated.
At this time, Klose ran into the woods with a big sword in his hand, and like a wild boar, he broke countless messy branches and vines. Finally, he ran behind Leon breathlessly and looked around vigilantly.
"My lord, you shouldn't have come in alone!"
"I know... stand back, be careful..."
But the killer never showed up again.
Le Ang only saw the killer's blurry back during the chase. He seemed to be wearing a green hood, brown and green armor, and holding a silver bow in his hand.
Back at the convoy, Anson was doing his best to provide first aid.
The arrow passed through Eric's body, leaving a small hole from his vest to the middle of his chest. The wound was not big, but the blood kept flowing.
Eric was still conscious, but barely breathing.
All the men who were still able to move were on guard around the convoy.
But there shouldn't be any enemies coming.
Li Ang pulled the arrow from the carriage, then frowned deeply - this arrow was very heavy, the arrowhead and the arrow body were actually integrated, the whole body was made of some kind of alloy metal, and it was the small cone head shape of modern bows and arrows, but sharper.
There are unrecognizable mysterious inscriptions engraved on the arrow, making it look like a fine work of handicraft.
These inscriptions are connected together, as if drawing spiral lines on the arrow body.
No wonder it ejaculates so quickly and almost silently!
"These are arrows of the Noldor! They are the Noldor elves!"
A crossbowman beside him whispered, somewhat panicked.
The Noldor Elves...
But no matter how much the Noldor elves hate humans, they wouldn't go out on the road alone to attack a caravan, right?
The convoy hasn’t entered the forest yet!
Looking at Eric on the ground, Leon wondered why Eric was attacked.
Two reasons.
First, he was dressed too much like a Jatu! The Jatu Grasslands were just north of the Noldor Forest. It was said that the Jatu often went out in large numbers to capture the Noldor elves. The two sides had been fighting for hundreds of years, and the hatred was deep as the sea.
Second, this arrow might have been aimed at me...
Moreover, the second possibility is much greater!
Eric had been riding in front, dressed like himself, and was busying around when setting up camp, also like himself... Maybe he was mistaken for the real boss by the killer!
And I, a wounded man with bandages wrapped around my neck and lying in a carriage with nothing to do, certainly don’t look like a noble lord…
"Leslie, set up camp right here. I think he'll come back tonight!"
"Sir, this..."
"Don't worry, just do it. Klose, let the brothers work overtime..."
After arranging his men, Leon looked at Anson who was still busy.
"Hold on for a moment...Hold on! You'll be fine...Don't close your eyes!"
Anson was applying pressure to stop the bleeding and kept encouraging Eric, but with an injury that went through his chest, there was little hope in this era...
A few minutes later, Anson stopped, put his bloody hand under Eric's nose, and then shook .
"Sir, I can't save him..."
Li Ang took a deep breath and looked at the team list.
Mercenary crossbowmen, 5/18.
The number of people has not decreased.
"He's not dead yet! Anson, keep going!"
After saying that, Leon touched Eric's carotid artery and felt a subtle pulse.
He then sat down on the ground, lifted Eric's upper body onto his legs, and began to perform artificial respiration.
Le Ang had some common sense about trauma. Eric's chest was pierced, and he stopped breathing probably because of blood accumulation in the chest cavity. This was a respiratory distress caused by traumatic asphyxia.
The chest was pierced and lung compressions were not possible, so we had to try artificial respiration.
If he didn't die for the time being, with the help of Anson's medical and recovery skills, he might be able to be saved!
The mercenaries around gradually gathered around and stood a little further away, not coming forward to disturb them. They all prayed silently to the gods they worshipped.
Maybe it was the nickname "Eric the Leftover Dog" that really worked, or maybe it was because of Anson's skills , but after more than a minute of artificial respiration, Eric choked twice and then began to gasp violently.
He regained the ability to breathe!
He is resurrected!
This is simply a miracle!
The mercenaries around no longer chanted for the gods, but looked at Leon, who was also breathing heavily, with reverence. They knelt on the ground one by one, with excitement flashing in everyone's eyes.
"My lord... he can survive! He must! The bleeding has stopped!"
Anson's joyful voice startled a flock of birds in the woods.
'Your teammates' skills have been improved, you can check their skills.'
This time, without looking it up, Leon could guess what Anson had improved .
A little further away, Sarah stared at Li Ang intently, seeming to be muttering some unknown poem...
"...The goddess' kiss...drives away death...the hope of life..."
