Counterattack

"Anyone who can move, come now!" Xiao Lin did not dare turn his head around, so he shouted.

"They…they poisoned the water!" Lu Renyi shakily climbed up from the ground, his face pale as he held onto his longbow with his right hand. His entire body was trembling and he did not seem to even have the strength to pull his body. 

It was true; those Normans did something to the water, but the meat did not seem to have been tampered with. Xiao Lin and Gu Xiaoyue did not manage to drink the water earlier, so they escaped it by sheer luck. The ones that did not drink the water totaled up to five people, and about four or five others drank very little. Even though their faces showed that they were in pain, they could still force themselves to get up. 

The rest of them were miserable; most of them could not even stand up. They were in pain and cursing up a storm; a few more severe cases were not even making noise, it was unclear if they were dead or just unconscious.