As soon as No. 2 found No. 1's body, he felt a rustling sound, and before he could react, he saw a stone flying. As soon as he tried to dodge, a long vine wrapped around his body, and his hands were immediately bound.

Before he could struggle, a dark shadow came out, and by the time he understood what was going on, a dagger glittering with cold light had already pressed against his neck.

"Do you want to die or live?"

"Want, want to live? You are? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, take me to your companions."

"Where to go?"

"Where are the women being arrested?"

"I ......,"

Jia Min waved the dagger, and without saying a word, he stabbed him in the shoulder.

"To go or not?"

"Okay, good, good, go, go."

After walking for about ten minutes, I saw an open field. It was a mountain depression with figures swaying in it.

Jia Min took No. 2 closer and heard the voices of some people.

Slowly approaching, nearly thirty meters away from those people, Jia Min stopped, looked around, and chose a relatively flat rock.

"Just now, it was here that I killed a woman."

"A woman? Who is it? ”

"She said she was a princess."

Jia Min's heart couldn't help but tighten, but he still didn't stop in his hand.

I set up the chain gun, take out the ammunition pack from the backpack, and set it aside. While preparing for this, I observed the situation in the open field.

It was supposed to be a temporary assembly point for the Tatars, perhaps also as a command center.

I roughly counted the number of people, and there were about fifty-four or five people. At this time, they were gathering in twos and threes, some talking, some eating.

"What are you?"

It was the first time that No. 2 had seen the serial guns, and he asked curiously.

"Death Reaper."

Death Reaper? What is it? Haven't heard of it.

"Run, I'll let you go."

No. 2 persuaded Jia Mindao.

Now that he is a hostage, he actually wants to live for himself.

More than fifty of his companions were below, and he couldn't think of any way to deal with the more than fifty people in front of him.

These are the strongest of the Tatars. once beat the Han people to the ground, and they were defeated.

"You're still letting me go? Listen to me, I can spare you a life, now, you call for help, call them to save you. ”

"Call someone to save me? Are you telling the truth? If I don't shout, you will kill me first when you shout, so that I will not be fooled by you. ”

"If you don't shout, I'll kill you now."

"That's what you said, you can't kill me if you shout."

"I said that."

"Help, the Bukui people are here, he is alone, come and save me."

Jia Min pulled a handful of grass, stuffed it into No. 2's mouth, and tied the long vine that bound him to a tree. Then start filling the chain with powder packs and bullet packs.

You kid is real, I told you to call for help, but I didn't ask you to shout and I was alone.

But it's better that they're all here, and I don't have to go around looking for them.

When the Tatars heard the shouting, they all ran towards it. At this time, they thought that they had occupied an absolute advantage, and when they heard that there was only one Bukui person, they relaxed their vigilance.

There was no formation, no guard, and they swarmed up.

Jia Min swiped the fire primer and lit the powder pack. The chain of guns shook violently, and with a muffled thud, it was launched.

Immediately afterward, there was a burst of screams.

Jia Min did not hesitate, loaded the second medicine bag and ammunition pack, and lit it to launch.

After sending four passes in a row, I saw that there were already corpses lying below. There are a dozen or so who are not dead, and they are running back.

Jia Min will let it go, stretch his bow and arrows, and shoot down one after another.

"You stay here and don't move, dare to run, just like them."

Where has No. 2 seen such a killing method, he has long been stunned, and he is already paralyzed on the ground at this time, let alone tied, if he is not tied, he can't move.

Fortunately, I was not completely stupid, and I knew that I nodded again and again.

Jia Min didn't care about No. 2, he went down by himself and cleaned up the battlefield.

If you are a little farther away, you will make up for an arrow, and if you are close to you, you will make up for it regardless of whether you are dead or alive, and the knife is the key point.

It took about ten minutes to completely eliminate the hidden dangers, and the seven or eight quivers on his body were also full of arrows. The three better hard bows I picked just now were also hung on my body.

Then, Jia Min walked under a tall birch tree to check on the corpse under the tree.

Inexplicably, Jia Min felt nervous and scared.

Just now No. 2 said that they killed a woman who called herself a princess, and he was very scared, this is Chang'an.

walked in, Jia Min's heart suddenly hurt.

He saw the corpse's clothes, a yellow waistcoat.

Yellow, it is the exclusive color of the royal family. Only royal people, or the emperor's reward, as a special favor, can wear such a yellow vest.

In the past, Chang'an once showed off to Jia Min that he had a yellow vest.

Unconsciously, Jia Min burst into tears.

"Chang'an, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Now Jia Min finds that he actually cares about Chang'an very much.

The emperor who looks like a dog, you just call the prince, why do you call Chang'an to send him to death.

The prince raised by the son of a bitch, what kind of thing are you, you actually asked Chang'an to die for you.

The corpse lay on the ground, and Jia Min gently turned her over, as if she was afraid to wake up a sleeping baby.

It's slow, it's gentle.

"Chang'an, I'll take you home."

Jia Min still had a hint of fantasy in his heart, and put his hand under Chang'an's nose.

No breathing anymore.

Brushing the hair from his face, Jia Min couldn't help but be startled.

It turned out to be not Chang'an, but Chang'an's maid Lidong!

Jia Min immediately understood that it must be at a critical juncture, Chang'an's maids thought of this plan, and Lidong put on a yellow vest, pretending to be Chang'an, and deceived the Tatars.

Examining Lidong's wound again, it was indeed a dagger wound, only this one, which happened to be in the chest, and there were no knife wounds or arrow wounds on his body.

In Lidong's hand, he was also holding a dagger.

It should have been Lidong who died of self-injury. The purpose is also very simple.

The first is to make the Tatars believe that Chang'an is dead and relax their pursuit of Chang'an, and the second is to avoid humiliation.

Lidong is dead, which may mean that Chang'an is still safe for the time being.

However, this did not make Jia Min feel reassured, but even more painful.

He was sad for Lidong.

Even when he was in Nodoju, he didn't have much contact with Ridong.

is such a little person, at a critical juncture, he can die for his master. It's like a cigarette.

This reminded Jia Min once again of the prince who ran away and the emperor who started a war hastily.

Perhaps, in their opinion, the death of these little people is really a trivial matter. It was precisely this that made Jia Min even more disappointed and even angry with them.

He would rather Lidong run away or hide because he was greedy for life and fear of death, rather than like she repeatedly instilled in her military training, she is not afraid of hardship, she is not afraid of death, and all actions are under command.

Jia Min knew that his time was very tight now, and Chang'an was in danger all the time.

However, there are some things that he must do, even if it is delayed for some time.

He looked around, found a relatively dry place, took the military shovel from his backpack, and began to dig a pit.

It was all humus, the soil was very soft, and it was dug very quickly, and in a short time, a grave pit was dug.

He carried Lidong to a spring, began to wash Lidong's face, and then combed her hair with his hands, combing her hair as neatly as possible.

Then, I started to wash her hands, took off my shoes, and washed her feet.

The shoes were already very dirty, so I washed them as clean as possible in the spring water.

Carrying Lidong back to the grave, Jia Min began to strip the clothes from the Tatars. A set that suits him, Jia Min changed to his own body.

For the rest, half of it was spread into the grave, and then slowly carried Lidong inside, carefully arranging her so that her hands were on her chest.

He put the remaining half of his clothes on Lidong's body, and took some of the branches next to him and pressed them on top, and then began to fill in the soil.

I filled it with a layer of soil, found some stones and pressed it, and then filled it with soil. I used a shovel to pat the soil solidly, and found some stones to press on the soil.

In this way, even if any wild beast comes, it will not destroy Lidong's corpse.

Then, he began to carve the bark on the birch tree next to it, and finally wrote a big word "winter".

"Lidong, you will stay here for a while, and when I rescue Chang'an and recover Southern Wendura in the future, I will come to pick you up."

After saying that, Jia Min never looked back and walked towards the chain gun.

He knew that he was still crying, and he also knew that his heart was now a little fragile.

He didn't want to change anything, he thought it was good.

Lidong is sixteen or seventeen years old, at this age, in his previous life, he was still in junior high school or high school, and he was still a treasure in the palm of his parents.

However, in this time and space, in this time and rain, in this primeval forest, a budding flower withered like this.

In order to cover a prince who was greedy for life and afraid of death, a group of men who were greedy for life and afraid of death left quietly.

If Jia Min hadn't arrived here, she might not even have a corpse left, and she would soon be eaten by the beasts that haunt at any time.

Jia Min didn't have more time to grieve, and he began to disassemble the chain of guns.

Now, he still has three gunpowder packs and three bullet packs left, and these things still play an important role in the search for Chang'an.

"Chief Min."

A voice rang out.

Hearing these words, Jia Min was immediately shocked. Brush the ground to his feet and look around.

Anyone who could call him by this title was his subordinates, or those who were more familiar with him.

I looked at it, but there was no one.

"Sir Min, I'm calling you."

It turned out to be the second captive he had captured talking.

"How did you know me?"

Li Min never imagined that an ordinary Tatar who was caught casually would actually know him.