"What about you? How about we all run away? As long as we make it back to the Satellite City, they'll definitely be hunted down!" Xiao Ye said anxiously.
On the other side, Noble Consort quietly took the simple crossbow off her back and said as she lowered her head:
"Xiao Ye, there are too many of them. We can't all escape. Old Huang and I will clear a path for you. Once you return to the base, you'll find help to rescue us. Our lives are in your hands."
Then, she drew the bow, aiming an arrow at a man on the left.
Whoosh!
Thud!
The arrow struck the man's eye precisely, and he bowed his head in agony.
Beside him, Old Huang charged towards the left with a knife.
Shouting, "Run!"
Xiao Ye gritted his teeth, grabbing a spear and rushing forward.
"Don't let them escape, or we're finished!"
A dozen people rushed forward, but Noble Consort's archery was superb, quickly shooting two arrows that wounded two people.
