C635 Escape Day

Looking at the archers on all four sides, all of the bows were drawn. The sharp edges of the arrows were even colder in the pouring rain, causing one's heart to turn cold.

Everyone knew in their hearts that they were now like turtles trapped in jars, lacking even the slightest ability to resist. Once the arrow fell from the sky, they would be like the people lying on the ground, forever dead