Carrying two people on his back was not an easy task for Tooth Hound Amber, but it wasn't as if he couldn't run completely.
After spending some time catching up with the caravan, it sent the unconscious Feng Ying and the third princess to the maid.
In the car, when the crying maid saw the third princess coming back, she hurriedly slapped and slapped her. After confirming that the latter was not injured, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm fine! Let's see how the idiot Feng Ying is doing!" The third princess impatiently pushed the maid away and pointed at Feng Ying who was lying down.
The maid said flatly, she is not a doctor either.
After thinking about it for a while, I could only take out two bottles of recovery medicine from Feng Ying's tool bag and slowly feed them to her.
This may not be the right thing to do, but at least it will save your life.
Fortunately, Feng Ying's injuries were not that serious, and she woke up soon.
She sat up "Oops!"
"Idiot Feng Ying! I saved you this time!" The third princess was very proud.
"Woof woof!" Amber, who was following the car, also shouted twice happily.
Feng Ying was confused for a while.
How can this guy save himself? Forget it, I'll ask more details later, there are more urgent things now.
"Where's Senior Ancil?!"
The third princess blinked, "I don't know ja!"
Feng Ying rolled her eyes at the guy and listened carefully. The sound of continuous firing of the ballistae and the roar of the monster came from behind the convoy.
No need to ask now.
The entire convoy became nervous. They tried to speed up the pace while trying to comfort the herbivorous dragon pulling the cart.
The members of the convoy are all senior members of the Chamber of Commerce. No one abandons the convoy and runs away alone. They all know that in the dangerous wilderness, the only way to survive is to stick together.
At least the hunters are still fighting. Running wildly into the jungle alone is really lifeless.
Ancil and Prima fought and retreated, and had already retreated to a place not far from the convoy.
The mysterious monster chased them closely, obviously not ready to let them go easily.
Feng Ying grabbed the telescope on the chest of the third princess, climbed onto the hood of the car and observed for a moment, "We have to find a way to hinder the monster's movement, otherwise it will be difficult to escape the pursuit."
"Can't we just kill it?" the third princess said dissatisfiedly with her hands on her hips.
Feng Ying twitched the corner of her mouth.
Seeing Ancil and Prima covering each other and calmly dealing with the monster, Feng Ying suddenly felt that it would not be too difficult for these two to directly kite the mysterious monster to death.
But the problem is that senior Ancier's ammunition has been basically exhausted, and the number of magazines carried by the princess's guard cannot be too many.
Judging from the monster's still vigorous appearance, it may not be enough.
"Not enough ammunition!" Feng Ying explained simply and jumped off the roof of the car.
The injury that had not fully recovered made her almost lose her balance. She supported herself on the ground with both hands, and Feng Ying limped towards the back of the convoy.
The director of the Chamber of Commerce kept urging everyone to continue to speed up. He was still holding the reins of a herbivorous dragon tightly in his hand, showing no sign of his usual old and gentle appearance.
"Grandpa Supervisor, Senior Ancier and the others are running out of ammunition. We have to find other ways to delay the monsters!"
The director of the Chamber of Commerce handed the reins to another coachman, "If you have any ideas, just tell me, anything is fine."
Feng Ying spoke very quickly: "Is there anything flammable? Like rosin, cotton, spirits, etc. That monster seems to be more afraid of fire!"
The director of the Chamber of Commerce immediately understood Feng Ying's thoughts.
He knew every item of cargo in the caravan, and now was not the time to save on this.
"There is a cart of gauze produced in Loklak, and some dewlap oil that is a specialty of the wetland!"
After saying that, without waiting for Feng Ying to answer, he dropped his crutch and ran, "I'm going to get the skin-dropping oil. The truck carrying the gauze is right behind. Ask them!"
Feng Ying didn't delay and quickly found the truck.
He simply explained to the coachman, "The supervisor asked me to do this," and then cut off the shaft of the coach with his sword, and cut off the tarpaulin and ropes covering the cargo in two or two strokes.
Rolls of thin, delicate and valuable Loklak gauze are exposed.
The supervisor also came with two people carrying several large clay pots of dewlap oil, and helped Feng Ying pour all these equally expensive medicinal oils into the truck filled with gauze.
There was distress in everyone's eyes, but there was no reluctance.
If paying these prices can keep the caravan and the rest of the cargo safe, then this "business" is undoubtedly a good deal.
"I'll stay here, you go." Feng Ying picked up her shield and drew her sword, and nodded to the caravan members who were helping.
The directors of the Chamber of Commerce were not polite and ran away quickly, following the footsteps of the convoy that was leaving.
Another two minutes passed.
Ancil, Prima, and the mysterious monster with sparkling lightning appeared in Feng Ying's sight.
"This way! This way!" Feng Ying waved to the two of them vigorously.
The two shooters retreated behind the big car, somewhat confused as to why there was a car parked here.
"Flammable!" Feng Ying explained simply.
Ancil and Prima immediately understood her plan. The two shooters looked at each other, delayed their shooting, and the three of them stepped back a distance together.
The monster took advantage of the pause in shooting to catch up.
When it approached the large vehicle parked across the road, Ancier pulled the trigger continuously and fired several armor-piercing grenades towards the large vehicle.
"Boom!"
In the explosion, the cart and the gauze covered with grease exploded everywhere.
Prima fired a series of fire bombs at the large pile of gauze that fell on the ground. The flames ignited the grease, and the flames burst into flames, startling the chasing monsters.
The flames spread quickly, and the lush grass and trees began to burn.
Even the hunters who were the initiators were shocked by the spreading fire.
"Would it cause a forest fire?" Feng Ying stammered.
Prima glanced at her and said, "How about you stay and help put out the fire?"
Anhil looked at the monster frightened by the fire, and then glanced around.
He put away the heavy crossbow, "No, this forest land is full of streams and is very humid. That is, there is oil to support combustion, so the fire spreads so quickly.
The fire at the edge of the fire has been somewhat contained. This fire won't burn for long. Let's go. "
The three hunters put away their weapons, caught up with the convoy, and left in a hurry.
The angry monster was left behind, looking up to the sky and howling.
As Anhill predicted, the fire did not last long.
Feng Ying felt mixed. She regretted not spilling two more cans of oil.
The caravan members were running wildly, and the monster didn't seem to be catching up, but they still didn't dare to let down their guard at all.
No one complained that they were tired, and no fool would ask to stop and rest at this time.
The whole convoy rushed along the stream, running non-stop all night.
The sun rises in the sky and reflects the fiery red morning glow.
The same fiery red maple forest gradually occupied the sight of everyone in the caravan.
The dense water vapor with a faint smell of sulfur enveloped the surrounding low mountains.
Surrounded by mountains, a prosperous village with "red" as the main color is looming.
(There is another chapter tonight
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