Chapter 0191: Tired

The general sighed softly, turned around, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go!" ”

Lars nodded, glanced at Kevin, turned around and walked towards the mountain forest, the general followed behind, Kevin turned his head to look at the burial place, then turned his head to follow, and the three of them quickly disappeared into the mountain forest.

Half an hour later, there was a rush of footsteps in the forest, and two figures were running towards this side, they were very fast, and their faces were full of eagerness, it was the prince and the revolver who had rushed to support the knight, but unfortunately they came too late.

As they got closer, the two of them smelled a faint smell of blood at the same time, the two looked at each other, slowed down, and slowly pulled out their pistols, with a bad premonition in their hearts, and their eyes became cautious, and their sharp eyes scanned the surroundings.

After walking not far forward, they suddenly stopped, their bodies froze in place, and they looked ahead in a daze, and two seconds later, the two of them rushed over like crazy, and the left wheel picked up the knight who was covered in blood, and saw the bloody hole in the neck at first sight.

Looking at the wound that still had blood oozing out, the whole person of the left wheel was stupid, his eyes were red unconsciously, and he was stunned there for half a sound without moving.

The prince stood aside, and when he saw the knight's tragic death, an irrepressible anger surged in his heart, filling his chest, as if to burst him, he walked quickly to the side, raised his leg and kicked a big tree with a thick bowl mouth, and then punched and kicked the tree next to him, venting madly.

He didn't stop until his fingers were bloody, and he sat on the ground with his back against the tree, covering his face with his hands and trembling slightly.

After a long time, the revolver gently put down the knight's corpse, tore Caesar's armband from his arm, put it on his chest and put it in his arms, and then gently took off the helmet, and the prince also walked over from the side, also took off the helmet, and the two stood next to the corpse and solemnly saluted a military salute.

"When we avenge you, we'll take you home!" The prince put down his bloody hand, said in a low voice, then glanced at the knight deeply, turned around resolutely, and strode into the forest.

Revolver followed, and the two of them were full of murderous energy, looking for the traces left by the general, and quickly chased after them, and soon disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Lars and Kevin took the general all the way to the north, anyway, they didn't know that this was the place, as long as they kept walking in one direction, they could always get out of the forest, and they were all familiar with these places in Southeast Asia, although they had never been there, but at least they knew that there were no endless primeval forests near the coastline, and most of the coastal areas would have towns, and even if there were none, there would be fishing villages, as long as they found people.

Fortunately, this mountain forest is not as difficult to walk as the dense rainforest, which is acceptable for the general, and he also encountered a few poisonous snakes on the way, but they were all cut off by Lars, which is considered to be dangerous, and after walking for more than half an hour, he did not see the edge of the forest.

Lars stood in place, looked up at the sun, and checked the direction, now it would be nice to have an electronic map, but unfortunately the original electronic equipment was soaked in sea water and could not be used.

Lars pinched his waist, looked around, let out a sigh of relief, and continued to walk forward helplessly, not going far, when suddenly there was a sound of talking in front, Lars's eyes lit up, and he looked back at the general.

"Let's take a look!" The general said.

Lars nodded, walked over quickly, bypassed a few ancient trees, and saw a path in the forest, which was actually not a road, it was a place that seemed to be often walked, but it was only a trace of a walk half a meter wide.

None of this matters, the important thing is that there are two people dressed as fishermen walking from not far away, chatting and laughing along the way.

Seeing the two men, Lars sprang out of the woods in a few steps, rushed over as if he were a relative, startling the two fishermen, who would have turned around and fled had they not shouted from behind.

The general came over and inquired and found out that this was Cambodia, there was only one fishing village nearby, and the town was more than ten miles away, not too far, and the two fishermen told the general that as long as they followed the path all the way north and climbed over a hill, they could see the nearest town.

There are generals' forces everywhere in Southeast Asia, as long as they get to the town, they are equivalent to arriving at home, and any phone call will soon be answered.

Receiving the guidance of the two fishermen, the three of them were overjoyed, this feeling of escaping from death made their whole bodies full of strength, and they did not dare to delay too much time, Caesar's people could catch up at any time, and the three of them hurried away along the path.

When they left, the two fishermen looked at each other, smiled softly, and followed.

The three of them walked fast, eager to fly to the town with wings, and before they had gone far, they saw the hill that the fishermen said was neither high nor dangerous, and the forests on both sides were relatively dense, but there were no trees on the mountain, and the winding path passed from the top of the mountain.

The three of them looked at each other, as long as they crossed the mountain, there was a town below, Lars looked back, Caesar's people had not yet chased after him, and he was relieved that after this mountain, even if they caught up, it was useless.

As he spoke, Lars pulled the general and walked down the path to the top of the mountain, the hillside was not steep at all, it was very gentle, it was just an ordinary uphill, and without much effort, the three of them reached the top of the mountain.

When he got to the top, Lars put his hands on his knees, bent over and took two deep breaths, and suddenly, his whole body froze in place, his eyes suddenly changed, his expression was cold, and he slowly raised his head and looked ahead.

But I saw three people standing not far away, and in the middle was an ethereal woman like a fairy, standing on the edge of the mountaintop, staring at the distant shore, stunned.

The silver cloak that shimmered in the sun was scattered behind him, hanging down to his thighs, and the white dress fluttered gently in the mountain wind, and the long danced lightly.

There were two more people on her left and right, the one on the left was sturdy, muscular, cold-looking, and monstrous, just standing in place gave people a strong pressure.

The man standing on the right was the opposite, an old man with a sickly face, his head slightly bowed, his eyes blank, his eyes empty, his face pale, his expression stiff, like a zombie.

More than a dozen meters away, there was a man, a slightly short and fat European, with a hypocritical smile on his face, and a humble appearance like a dog minion.

Seeing this woman, seeing the long glittering silver light, the general suddenly seemed to be a teenager old, his eyes were desolate and haggard, and his expression revealed an indescribable, deep tiredness.

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