Erin instantly turned around, and an arrow left her bowstring swiftly.
Clang!
The two arrows collided in midair, and the black crossbow bolt was directly knocked aside.
Erin raised her head. On the other side of the valley, more than ten archers had already aimed at this place.
"Bastards."
Her eyes completely turned cold as she lifted her bow and pulled back the bowstring.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
It was almost impossible to see exactly how many arrows she had fired. However, across the valley, figure after figure fell from the high ground.
Edgar directly stood in front of the eleven children.
"Take your younger brothers and sisters and go toward the back. Don't turn around."
"But…"
"Go."
The girl bit her lip. In the end, she still nodded, and the children began withdrawing toward the outside of the valley.
