Chapter 291: A Sword Stands Mighty!
Lingxi nodded at Xinying among the people, Xinying comprehended, and silently urged to discover, which made those people even more manic, rushed forward to snatch the weapons in the hands of the soldiers, and also stabbed one of them.
When the sergeant saw his partner falling, they who were already suppressing their anger naturally couldn't help but fight back, glaring at the mob in front of him, his hand was up and down, and in the blink of an eye, several people had been cut to the ground.
The originally impassioned people were suddenly shocked, their eyes showed cowardice, and they began to retreat, as if what was happening in front of them was also out of their expectations, they didn't expect these sergeants to dare to really do it.
"Did you see it, they really dared to do it!"
"Executioner, liar!"
"Let us go!"
"We'd rather be slaves to the demons than be your tools!"
Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly, and the momentum of these mobs, which had been in a trough, suddenly burned again, away from the range of the sergeants' knives and guns, and they began to pick up stones and throw them at the sergeants.
The sergeants were caught off guard, and more than a dozen of them were hit on the head by stones, and immediately bled and fell to the ground wailing.
"Brothers, we kindly saved them, and they actually bit back! Archer, raise your bow!"
The soldiers in the front row raised their shields to block the flying stones, and the archers in the back row bent their bows and arrows one by one, just waiting for an order.
"Stop!"
Seeing that the situation was gradually becoming uncontrollable, Hu Yan hurriedly shouted, if these soldiers were really allowed to kill these people, then their previous efforts to save them would not be in vain? Wouldn't the sergeants who died during this period die in vain? And what made him very puzzled was why these people would shout liars and shout that they should go now, they had not been able to save people before, but this did not happen.
Hu Yan walked into the middle of the field, and he raised his hands in the air, signaling both sides to stop.
When these sergeants saw Hu Yan go out, they were naturally a little jealous, for fear that the flying arrow would accidentally hurt Hu Yan, so they put down the bow in their hands, but the mob naturally did not have so many concerns, and a stone just smashed on Hu Yan's forehead, leaving a blood-red mark, and blood gushed out.
"No hands!"
Hu Yan yelled at the sergeants, and then pulled out the saber at his waist, and the cyan sword qi gathered on the sword body, and he slashed hard at the ground, only to hear a loud noise, stirring up layers of smoke and dust, and a pit of seven or eight meters suddenly appeared on the ground.
A sword!
This blow shocked both sides, and even sat on the ground with weak legs.
Seeing this, Xin Ying in the crowd couldn't help frowning, squinting her eyes and staring at Hu Yan.
Although Lingxi was also a little shocked, it also made her figure out some things, a light smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she whispered to herself: "It turns out that she is doing ghosts behind her back." ”
"Listen to me!"
Putting his sword into his sheath, Hu Yan turned his head to look at the people and asked, "Tell me, what happened!
The originally arrogant mob, at this time, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to answer, and they all keep retreating.
Throwing the long sword on the ground, Hu Yan walked towards them step by step, and said as he went: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, believe me, if we want to hurt you, why should we rescue you?"
"That's because, you want us to be cannon fodder! You want us to die! We might as well be slaves to the demons!"
"What?
Frowning tightly, Hu Yan only understood at this time, it turned out that someone was secretly provoking, could it be that among these people, could it be that there were conspirators of the demon clan among these people?
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