In the early morning of July 21. Chengdu Chengnan Courtyard.

Huang Nanzhong, Yan Ying and others were quietly waiting for the arrival of the outside commotion, but at the quietest moment of the night, changes broke out in the courtyard.

All night until this moment in the wee hours of the morning, it was not that no one paid attention to the movements of the little military doctor. Although the other party had a history of reselling military funds in the early stage, and collected the money from this side tonight, Huang Nanzhong, Yan Ying and others never really trusted each other from beginning to end, which was a necessary vigilance for them.

Since they still had to rely on the other party to take care of a few seriously wounded, the vigilance of the little military doctor in the courtyard seemed to be loose. For every time he got up to drink water, entered the house, walked around, and took things, Huang Jianfei, Huang Shan, Mao Hai and others followed him, mainly worried that he would poison the people in the yard or be a police officer. Of course, when he was under everyone's gaze, everyone's vigilance relaxed slightly.

It is also because of this that at the moment when the accident started, almost no one reacted to what happened, just because the scene in front of him really happened in the eyes of everyone.

In the past hour, because the seriously wounded have been treated, verbal provocations, insults, or slapping and kicking of the hands of the young military doctor have occurred once or twice. This kind of behavior is very unsophisticated, but in the current situation, it is already benevolent and righteous to not kill this little military doctor, and Huang Nan and others have no intention of controlling some friction anymore.

The chivalrous man who kicked the little military doctor from behind was named Chu Weiyuan, a small leader among the Guan family's guards, and he himself was not injured in the chaos of the night, but the brothers he knew well under his hands were dead and wounded. For the little military doctor in front of him, he thought about humiliating and beating him, lest the other party do anything reckless.

At the second moment, the sky was gray, blue, gray, and blue, the most simple and ordinary moment, he walked under the eaves, and the little military doctor was just in front of him, and he ran into it, and the little military doctor also strode forward. The bodies of the two seemed to collide together, Chu Weiyuan's figure retreated suddenly, and his back hit the pillar, until this moment, except for the big retreat that seemed abrupt, everything still looked very simple.

Who would have thought that this little military doctor would do something in plain sight?

Chu Weiyuan's life ended after a few breaths, and at that moment, there was incomparable fear rushing in his mind, and he was not mentally prepared for all this.

The moment the figure collided, the young man stretched out his hands, pulled out the knife on his waist, and stabbed him directly, this action was swift and silent, but he could see it clearly in his eyes. The instantaneous reaction was to slam his hands down to grab the opponent's arm, and the force under his feet had already begun to exert force, but it was too late, and the knife had already been stabbed in.

His figure retreated wildly, crashing into the pillar under the eaves, but the boy followed him, unable to get rid of the slightest bit. If you were just stabbed in the stomach with a knife, you might still be able to survive. But the young man's movements and eyes were full of sharp killing intent, and the long knife penetrated, followed by a horizontal swing, which was a method of fighting in the army, and after the knife stabbed into the enemy's body, it immediately smashed the internal organs.

Chu Weiyuan's hand couldn't hold the opponent's arm at all, and the knife swung towards the sky, and his body seemed to suddenly be empty. The feeling of fear accompanied by the cry of "Ah......hh The coolness of the people in the courtyard poured from behind them, and their hairs stood on end. Corresponding to Chu Weiyuan's cry is the peculiar sound that erupts rapidly from the bones of the young man and the body, the bones begin to burst out with the click of fried beans as the body stretches, and what comes out of the body is the sound of air surging between the chest and abdomen like a buffalo and a toad, which is the sound of the inner family gong when he is stretching with all his strength.

A little thing with a slight fire was thrown into the window next to him, and he also knocked open the small wooden stick that supported the window. Qu Longjun sat at the base of the wall not far from the window, and could hear the wooden window shut.

The cry of the tall chivalrous man was still heard in the dark night, and some people rushed over with a hairy sword, shouting: "Kill him!" ”

The young man fell low and met him, and the man swung his knife and slashed, and the young man's knife swung upward, and the two figures staggered, and the person who rushed fell to the ground, hitting the dust, and his thigh was split, and at the same time, it seemed that someone on the other side of the room had slammed open the window and jumped out.

Bang - there was an explosion, Qu Longjun, who was sitting by the wall, his eyes were dazzled, his ears were buzzing, and the sky was spinning, and the things that the young man threw into the room exploded. In the blurred vision, she saw the figure rushing into the courtyard, Mao Hai rushed up, Huang Jianfei rushed up, Huang Shan's voice shouted something behind the house, the house was collapsing, some tiles were falling, with the wave of the young man's hand, someone was hit by a knife in the chest, and fell from the roof in front of Qu Longjun.

"Ah......h

Wen Shoubin and Qu Longjun ran towards the courtyard gate, only half of the run, Yan Ying had already approached the courtyard gate, and at this moment, he fell to the ground with an "ah-" sound, and a flying knife had already been hit in the root of his thigh. Qu Longjun's head and vision were a little sober at this moment, and Wen Shoubin turned his head to look, only to see that the young man was standing by the wooden shed that was used as a kitchen, cutting down a chivalrous man to the ground, and said, "Today, none of you can get out." ”

At this time, there were already four knights in the courtyard, plus Yan Ying, plus the five people in the room who might have been killed by the explosion, only eight of the eighteen people in the original courtyard were intact, and then removing Huang Nanzhong and his father and daughter, the only ones who could fight with knives were five people led by Huang Jianfei and Mao Hai.

In the blink of an eye, this young man cut down four people, how long would it take to kill the remaining five? It's just that since his martial arts are so strong, why did he want to save people in the first place, Qu Longjun's mind was in chaos, and he saw Huang Nanzhong stretching out his fingers and stomping his feet under the eaves and shouting: "That young man, you are still obsessed and help the abuse, what the old man said today is in vain——"

In the courtyard, Mao Hai approached Huang Jianfei and the others with a knife, and said in a low voice: "Be careful, be careful, this is on the battlefield...... Huaxia Jun ...... "He just exchanged three knives with the young man in a hurry, and a cut had been made on his arm, at this time he only felt incredible, and wanted to say that Huaxia Army actually let such a young man go to the battlefield, but after all, he couldn't say anything."

Sweat also gushed out on the foreheads of the two people next to him, and in a short moment, the young man ran to kill, the knife wind was fierce, like a cheetah devouring people, and everyone's reaction was even a little unable to keep up. At this time, while Huang Nanzhong was speaking, they hurriedly gathered together to form a formation, but saw that the young man waved his knife, his arm drooped, and he was also stabbed by someone on his left shoulder, and blood was flowing out, but he didn't seem to feel it, his eyes were clear and indifferent.

"You said it very well today, I originally thought you were Han Chinese, and I thought you could still be saved. But from today onwards, you will be no different from the Jurchens in my eyes! "He was originally handsome and kind-eyed, but at this moment, his eyes were full of indifference to the enemy, which made people fearful.

"Kill him-" The dust in the courtyard spread, and after the explosion just now, it was already a matter of time before the Huaxia army rushed to this side, and suddenly it was the Huangshan who was still in the room when the young man threw the grenade, and crashed out of the window on the other side. He seemed to be straightforward, but in fact he was delicate, and at this time he rushed from the side and back, and the young man's figure retreated, breaking the boards and pillars behind the wooden shed, and the whole shed collapsed.

I only heard the young man's voice sound: "Huang Shan, I told you not to make trouble, otherwise I will kill you with my own hands, and you-just don't listen!" ”

This voice fell, and in the darkness behind the shack, a stone brush flew towards Huang Nanzhong, and Huang Jianfei, who had always been guarding the side, swung his knife and smashed it open, and then saw the young man suddenly rush out of the darkness, he charged at high speed in the direction of the courtyard wall, and Mao Hai and others surrounded him.

The person who bore the brunt of the attack faced the young man in a blink of an eye, and the knives of both of them were slashed in the air, but it was the warrior who was afraid in his heart, and his body fell to the ground unsteadily, and the young man also slashed the air, rushed over, and brought a knife on Yan Ying's buttocks, who finally climbed to the door. Yan Ying screamed, blood gushed out of his buttocks, he wanted to get up and open the door, but he couldn't get up after all, and lay on the ground crying.

Huang Shan, Mao Hai and the other two warriors chased after the young man's figure and ran wildly, the young man crossed a semicircle, towards Wen Shoubin's father and daughter, Qu Longjun shrank and cried, Wen Shoubin also cried: "Don't come here, I'm a good person......" Suddenly the young man pushed him staggered back, and crashed into the rushing Huangshan and others, the figures were chaotic and staggered in the dark, and the sound of staggered blades came out.

Wen Shoubin screamed to the end in the light of the knife, a warrior was cut over, and the fierce Mao Hai's body was knocked up and grounded, and he was stabbed in the flank, and half of his body was covered in blood. The young man rushed to Huang Jianfei and Huang Nanzhong over there at high speed, fought with Huang Jianfei twice, his body was short, he grabbed Huang Jianfei's calf and rolled over the ground, and kicked Huang Nanzhong over.

Huang Jianfei fell to the ground, and in the midst of the shouting, he kicked down another pillar under the eaves, and there was another collapse with a bang. At this time, the three of them had already fallen to the ground, Huang Jianfei rolled and tried to cut the young man, and the young man also rolled flexibly, directly turning over Huang Nanzhong's body, making Huang Jianfei throw a mouse bogey. Huang Nanzhong kicked his hands and feet indiscriminately, sometimes hitting the boy, sometimes kicking Huang Jianfei, but he didn't have much strength.

Grey yard, chaotic scene. The young man grabbed Huang Nanzhong's hair and pulled him up, Huang Jianfei tried to come to the rescue, the young man exchanged knives with him through Huang Nanzhong, and then grabbed the old man's ears and dragged him to continue to fight with Huang Jianfei in the yard. In the blink of an eye, there were several blood marks on the old man's body, and then his ear was torn off, and the other ear was grabbed, and the mournful cry echoed in the night sky.

Qu Longjun looked at Wen Shoubin who fell in a pool of blood, she was a little stunned, she shrunk her body, a chivalrous man in the courtyard fled outside, Huang Shan's hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed her, and pushed towards the fight scene around Huang Nanzhong.

"Ah......" Qu Longjun cried, Huang Nanzhong also cried, the cries of the old man and the girl converged, and then became part of the chaos, Huangshan used the girl as a cover, towards the young man to kill the past, the sword light danced wildly in the night, fighting. Suddenly, Qu Longjun's body shook and fell to the ground facing forward.

On the gray ground not far away, some people struggled and screamed, some people were still crawling forward with blood, Wen Shoubin's eyes opened, and there was no sound under this gray sky, and then Huang Jianfei also fell in the fight, and a strong man named Huang Shan was knocked down in the ruins of the room and cut ......

……

In the early morning, when the sky was the darkest, someone rushed out of this small courtyard on Pingrong Road in the south of Chengdu, which was the last surviving knight, who had already broken his courage and had no courage to fight again. Near the threshold, Yan Ying, who was covered in blood from his ass down, climbed out with difficulty, he knew that the Huaxia Army would come soon, and at such a moment, it was impossible for him to escape, but he hoped to stay away from the young man who suddenly killed in the courtyard.

Ning Ji cut down Huang Shan in the ruins of the room, inside and outside the courtyard, there were corpses and mutilations all over the ground, his gaze stayed on Yan Ying at the gate of the courtyard for two seconds, and also on Qu Longjun and others on the ground.

The wounded in the room had been buried, and even if they had not died in the explosion of the grenade, they had probably been stoned to death by the collapsed house, and he walked towards the ruins, feeling what was under his feet, and at one point, he picked up the broken tiles, dragged the medical box out of the pile of debris, and sat down.

He also had injuries and tiredness on his body, and needed to be bandaged and rested, but for a while, he did not have the strength to use his hands.

At this time, he saw that the bodies of Qin Gang and Chen Wei were buried in the rubble pile on the side.

"Revenge, silly ......beep," he scolded.

It was not yet dawn. It was also a long night for him.

At first, he was a little excited to see an enemy coming, but for him, even though he was good at killing, his parents' teachings never allowed him to indulge in killing. When things really become something in front of him, then he can't rely on his own temperament, he has to carefully distinguish who is good and who is bad, who should be killed and who should not be killed.

Speaking of which, apart from the private voyeurism in the past two months, this is the first time he has really faced these enemies, who are also Han Chinese.

When it comes to this, what do they think? Will they be excusable? Is it possible to persuade and communicate?

After all, those obvious truths, when faced with outsiders, can they really deny them so justifiably? People who can't beat the Jurchens, can there be so many kinds of reasons? Don't they feel ashamed?

If they have half a shame in their hearts, maybe they can be persuaded to join the good guys? After all, they couldn't beat the Jurchens no matter what, but now that someone can beat the Jurchens, and life here is not bad, they should join in......

He had been holding back a lot of thoughts in his heart for more than two months, but he actually wanted to say them. But the statements of Huang Nanzhong, Yan Ying and others made him feel incredible.

While observing the strength of everyone in the courtyard, he was also thinking about this matter all the time. In the end, he finally figured it out. That's a phrase my father used to occasionally say:

- Revolution is not a dinner party.

If all the people in the world can really be persuaded by their mouths, then what are they going to do with knives and guns?

He figured it out, and the doubts he had had been in for two months suddenly became clear. Since it is an enemy, whether it is a Jurchen or a Han, it is the same. The difference between a good guy and a bad guy is probably the same everywhere.

He sat in the rubble, feeling the wounds on his body, which he should have started bandaging, but seemed to have forgotten something. This made him sit for a moment, then emerge from the rubble.

Qu Longjun fell to the ground and was slashed twice in the back. He looked at the "little pimply dog" who had been peeping for two months, and wondered whether she should be a good person or a bad person.

He crouched down and opened the medicine box......

……

In a daze, it seemed that someone called her, but it was not her name, it was an extremely incomprehensible title.

"Little puppy." The voice said, "...... You look like a dead fish. ”

……

Night opened his eyes.

A slight morning mist rolled up in the sky, and the dawn of July 21 in Chengdu City was coming.

Yao Shubin and others sat under the big tree in front of the temple to rest; In prison, the wounded martial arts master Wang Xiangfo was wrapped into a zongzi; Du Kill sat on the high wall and watched the dawn break in the east; The people in the makeshift command yawned and drank another cup of hot tea; The people who lived on Yingbin Road yawned.

A team of members of the Huaxia Army grabbed the fleeing knights and arrived at the small courtyard that had become a ruin, and then saw the wounded who had been stabbed in the buttocks and wailed in a low voice, and the little military doctor poked his head out and shouted: "Help save people!" I'm bleeding and dying...... "That's what happened all night."

In countless corners, countless dust rises and falls in the wind, converging into this hustle and bustle.

The city is about to usher in a new vitality during the day. This long, chaotic night is coming to an end......