However, almost at the same time, the second arrow came flying accurately and went deep into the neck of the leader of the mercenary regiment with a whoosh.
The arrow hit the flesh, and the crimson blood instantly gushed along the shaft, staining the clothes of the leader of the mercenary regiment red.
"Sir!"
"Our leader is wounded!"
A cacophony of voices rang all around as the mercenary regiment screamed in horror.
However, who would have thought that the third and fourth arrows came flying together and accurately struck the leader of the mercenary regiment in his left chest when he was still mounted on a horse? An arrow to the heart!
The fourth arrow hit the leader of the mercenary regiment right between the eyes with a bang!
With a thump, the leader of the mercenary regiment fell from his horse, as dead as could be.
50 meters away, Sean slowly lowered the bow and arrow in his hand, a cold smile on his lips.
However, Zander did not put down his bow and arrow. He continued working with city defense soldiers and personal guards to rain arrows on members of the mercenary regiment.
Zander fired the first arrow.
Zander fired his arrows to draw the leader of the mercenary regiment's attention and make him dodge or block.
The second, third arrow, and fourth arrows—all three consecutive arrows were from Sean.
With three arrows a second hitting right in many vital spots, how could the leader of the mercenary regiment possibly survive?
The mercenary regiment was in great disarray and could not find where the enemy was waiting to ambush them.
Sean, Zander, ten city defense soldiers, and five personal guards shot arrows accurately, robbing the mercenary regiment members one life after another with sharp steel arrows.
The mercenary regiment was still the pursuer a while ago.
However, the mercenary regiment had now become a living target.
The hunter and prey reversed their position instantly!
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