Chapter Twenty-Eight: Escape
Li Xinchen pulled out the short knife, he couldn't count how many people he had killed tonight, maybe two, maybe five, he only knew that if he didn't send these guys in front of him to Huangquan now, then he would be the one who died.
Lao Tzu has just been here for a few days, so I'd better trouble you to hurry up.
Zheng Qing and Seinfeld also jumped down from the tree, both holding a snowy scythe in their hands, compared to a short knife that is used to cut prey, obviously the two of them prefer this kind of guy who is wide open and sharp to use, usually this sickle is used to open the way in the mountains, some are similar to the mountain knives of later generations, not to mention cutting flesh and blood, even if it is a strong wood, it can be cut with a knife.
These two guys have experienced the baptism of blood just now, and at this time, their faces have long been free of the trembling and panic they had when they first killed.
"Kill!" A knife stabbed through the diagonal ground and stabbed into the lower abdomen of the young man who was following Zheng Qing. The young man grabbed the hilt of his knife, and blood poured uncontrollably from the wound.
And Zheng Qing, who realized that his companion was blocking a knife for himself, roared, and the sickle in his hand pierced the jaw of the sneak attack thief directly from the bottom up, the thief's eyes widened, and he tried his best to reach out and hold the wound, but like the young man he stabbed just now, the blood couldn't stop.
The remaining two people of this small group of bandits glanced at each other, and immediately turned their heads and ran desperately into the darkness. And Li Xinchen waved his hand to prevent Zheng Qing and Seinfeld from chasing them, anyway, it has been exposed, at this time there is no point in cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, if it falls into the enemy's calculations, it will really be doomed.
"Brother Chen, Brother Qing, you don't care about me, go quickly, go quickly!" The young man stretched out his hand and pushed Zheng Qing and Li Xinchen, who wanted to step forward to support him, "My bloodΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· I can't stop it, I can't drag you down, I won't live long! β
Li Xinchen's hands trembled slightly, and the strong smell of blood made him a little trance.
From a small white-collar worker who was a waste wood in his previous life to a blood-stained "murderous maniac", it is definitely impossible to say that Li Xinchen did not react at all when he looked at his hands full of blood, but Li Xinchen also knew that at this moment, he could not tolerate the slightest hesitation and stay.
"Brother ChenΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·" Zheng Qing hesitated and looked at Li Xinchen.
At this time, someone needs to sacrifice, and Li Xinchen is very aware of this fact. He reached out and patted the young man on the shoulder: "Go!" β
Zheng Qing and Seinfeld gritted their teeth, and the helplessness of abandoning their brothers made the two of them feel like knives in their hearts, and reached out to help the other young man under the tree, and the three of them staggered to follow.
The young man who was holding his lower abdomen slowly took two steps back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and sat down under the tree, his head turned away and he was no longer breathing.
"This way!" The footsteps rang out again, and the torches lit up the scene under the big tree, and even the bandits, who had more or less the energy to kill and set fires, fell silent. The corpses under the big tree were all over the place, blood was flowing all over the ground, and most of these corpses were bandits, they were either pierced through the chest and abdomen, or directly cut their throats, everyone had a look of horror or disbelief on their faces, obviously they didn't expect that these people in the mountains who originally thought they were easy to deal with were merciless.
Several small leaders looked at each other, and the middle-aged man known as the military advisor strode over, carefully looked at the corpses on the ground, and then looked at the young man who was leaning under the big tree and even had a smile on his face, and sighed softly: "We are underestimating the enemy, let's collect these corpses." β
"That military division, we still Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·" One of the leaders asked hurriedly.
"Interesting," the middle-aged man sneered, Huo Ran turned his head, "Chase, I don't believe it, these guys can still run out of a certain net!" β
After a pause, his voice raised a lot: "What's more, after killing so many of us, how can you leave if you want to?!" β
"No!" The bandits replied loudly, turning and rushing into the endless darkness.
The firelight flickered and flickered, and if you look at it from a high place at this time, this firelight once again merged into the countless firelights not far away, just like a large net that gradually weaved, enveloping the dark mountain forest in it.
But the bandits didn't notice it, and in the darkness opposite them, a little fire was lit again.
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"Isn't it a bit risky for us to do this?" Old Man Song looked at the torches that were gradually lit up all over the mountains, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke his beard, and in the cold wind, the old soldier in the white robe was still standing straight.
Li Cheng's body is better than him, and his eyes sweep over the women, children, old and weak in the busy villages around him: "If you don't take risks, you can't just leave those children outside, without them, even if we want to defend this village, how can it be so easy, not to mention that Xin Chen is trapped inside, a certain reluctance, Ah Qing and A Fei, two good children, how can you two old guys be willing?" β
Old Man Zheng sighed, nodded and said, "Yes, these three are all people we have carefully cultivated to succeed in the future, if they are so damaged, they are cutting the flesh of your heart and mine." But these bandits are also really hateful, and they don't stop doing so. β
Looking at the few young people who ran in front of him and carried the torches over, Li Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Even if it is our old bones, if they are plotted in the dark like this, I am afraid they will not give up, these little rabbit cubs are poking at the point, how can these bandits not jump three feet high?" β
"These young boys are also bold," the crutches in the old man of the Zheng family knocked on the ground, "It's okay now, how to get out?!" β
Although the old man scolded and scolded, he didn't know how many times he had applauded these boys in his heart, so Li Cheng and Old Man Song glanced at each other and just smiled slightly, of course they knew very well about this old man's thoughts.
"Let's do this, will it work?" Old Man Song waved his hand, not letting Old Man Zheng scold and scold again, but turned to look at Li Cheng and said solemnly, "If the bandits are not only not afraid, but rush up, then won't we be able to eat and walk around?" β
Once the torch is lit, the hillside is full of people's voices and firelight, and for a while I don't even know how many people are shouting on the mountain, and the mountain is very lively for a while.
And the bandits on the opposite hillside stopped instead.
"Among these bandits, there must be a wise man in the middle command, and after suffering several losses, it is impossible for him to move forward recklessly." Li Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "What's more, these bandits give a certain feeling, they are still patient and tempting." β