Tails doesn’t like Dawn.

The last dawn that impressed him deeply was six years ago in Longxiao City, the moment when the disaster disappeared and the giant dragon soared into the sky.

But when the night came to an end and dawn came in the east, what he saw was not hope, but an abyss.

At that time, he was just like now, experiencing disasters that ordinary people could not imagine, holding on to his body with very little supplies and rest, and facing almost unsolvable problems.

In the tense atmosphere, facing dozens of mercenaries who were eyeing him eagerly, Thales clenched his fists.

Little Barney, who could only use one arm, tightly wrapped the chain around his left shoulder, leaned his body, and tried his best to tie Ricky.

"It's a wonderful... counterattack... so... now... what... should..."

Barney almost bit out these words between his teeth, which shows that he is in a difficult situation.

The other three people who controlled Ricky were not much better. They were newly released prisoners, and with the continuous battles, the supplies were far outstripped by consumption. At this moment, they were all panting and grinning.

what to do?

Thales took a deep breath and tried to get rid of the dizziness that seemed to be flooding his brain again.

When they were captured by the Sword of Disaster, Yoder, who was lurking in secret, could only hastily inform Thales of his rescue plan. Ricky guarded Thales extremely closely.

And that hasty plan ends here.

But what happens next...

Thales looked at the Blade Fang camp in the distance and tried his best to think of a way out.

Sak'el still held the sword with one arm, standing in front of the mercenaries who surrounded him in a semicircle, facing the gnashing teeth and angry eyes of the enemies.

Yuan Ting stands tall, his expression is peaceful.

"This is unwise, Your Highness, Sak'el, please know that we have no ill intentions." Samir, who was standing in the front row of the mercenaries, tried to control the Swords of Disaster from going out of control while trying to persuade Thales.

"You'd better listen to him." This was Ricky who was tightly bound by chains, gnashing his teeth in the dust on his face, and closing his eyes tightly.

what to do……

Thales closed his eyes.

Camp, prison, Sword of Disaster, Shield of Shadow...

Let me think, let me think.

Come up with a solution!

However, at this moment, the fast rope standing beside him screamed without warning:

"I'm in trouble!"

Thales opened his eyes and turned his head along with all the impatient people to see what trouble he was making again.

Unexpectedly, the fast rope didn't seem to be the one causing trouble this time.

I saw Kuaisheng looking at his empty hands in shock, constantly raising his head and lowering his head:

"This is so haunted..."

But before he finished speaking, another figure appeared in the ink ripples, holding the black time crossbow in his hand.

It's Yodel.

For some reason, the moment he saw him, Thales felt a sense of security in his heart.

Just like many years ago.

Kuaisheng's mouth opened into an "O" shape, and it was difficult to recover for a long time.

In front of everyone's eyes, Yodel skillfully bent over, stepped on the pedals, and wound up the strings, doing it in one go for a few seconds.

He pulled out a small arrow with a special style from his waist and mounted it on the crossbow slot.

"Fuck! What the hell do you want to do?" Josh, one of the mercenaries, cursed and then thought thoughtfully.

Kuai Sheng came to his senses, stretched out his hand and shouted:

"Wait a minute, the accuracy of this thing is questionable."

But Yodel didn't pay any attention to their intentions.

I saw the masked guard raising his black arm crossbow, facing the direction of the camp, and pulling the trigger toward the sky.

"call out!"

A sharp and sharp sound!

Regardless of the mercenaries or the royal guards, everyone was stunned for a moment.

"call out"

The sound of the crossbow arrows was sharp and high-pitched, and those who heard it were moved.

It radiates from the sky, lasts forever, spreads all over the country, and can be clearly heard for miles around.

Of course this includes the Blade Tooth Camp.

Yoder threw the fired arm crossbow back to the fast rope, ignoring the shocked latter's muttering of "Why can't I do it?"

"call out"

The sound of the crossbow arrows began to weaken, but Thales's ears twitched!

He has heard this sound before.

This is……

"Is this the signal crossbow of the White Blade Guards of Longxiao City?" In the surprised eyes of the guards prisoners, the prince looked at Yodel with surprise and joy.

The masked guard nodded silently.

Thales opened his eyes wide:

"But what are you doing?"

Yodel bent down and nodded, and his figure began to blur again:

"Meteor."

"You haven't finished looking through his luggage."

The figure of the masked guard completely disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a faint sentence in the air

"So I... didn't waste it."

Not wasted?

Thales raised his eyebrows.

He imagined the desolate sight of Nikolai the Fallen Star waking up and finding himself lying naked on the wasteland, with everything from horses to luggage looted, leaving him penniless.

Thales put away his boring thoughts and felt relieved:

Great, now all they have to do is stall and wait for rescue...

"Oh no, I recognize you," Taldin, who was holding on to the chain, widened his eyes, looked at the place where the masked figure disappeared, and hissed:

"You were the little kid in Fuxing Palace back then..."

But Sak'el, who had been paying attention to the enemy's situation, suddenly spoke up and interrupted him:

"Taldin! Focus!"

"No time for this!"

The punishment knight's severe rebuke drew everyone's attention back to the enemy.

"I've had enough, and you reminded me," Josh, who was in the front row among the mercenaries, stepped over Samuel and stared at the punishment knight who looked like a chasm, with an angry expression:

"Now that we're outside..."

"Change into a crossbow!"

The dozen mercenaries in the back row did not hesitate. They were so angry that they immediately retracted their melee weapons and pulled out crossbows or short bows from their backs or waists.

What?

Thales' expression froze.

Sak'el frowned slightly.

Crossbow.

So good, yet another thing he hates so much.

"Win as many as you can, wind them all!"

Josh's face was ferocious, and his sword was pointed at Sak'el, who was also frowning:

"Covering shot! I don't believe I can't kill this son of a bitch Brand Warrior!"

Thales looked at it with an ugly expression as a dozen crossbows of different sizes and several ferocious bows and arrows were taken out by the mercenaries. The crossbowmen stepped on their pedals and bent down to use pull rods or hooks to wind the string.

Then the arrow will be drawn out more quickly, and the arrow will be cocked.
To be continued...