Noxus, not all people have the same values, the so-called courage and dignity of the empire propaganda are more important than everything, here, there is simply no way to work all of them.

At this moment, as soon as Merlin and the others left, the eyes of the remaining people in the place instantly gathered on Old Bond.

Who makes him the oldest? It is only in times of danger that one remembers the true meaning of the saying that there is an old man in the family and a treasure.

Looking at the enthusiastic eyes of everyone, Old Bond was very helpless, to be honest, he had no good way to do this situation for a while.

This is the battlefield! Not my hometown!

Old Bond looked at Beichuan, who was snuggling beside him, touched his head gently, and said with a sigh

"Forget it, let's run away, the farther away from this damn place, the better, I can't guarantee that I can take you back to my hometown, but it's better than waiting here to die. This level of battle is not something that hillbillies like us facing the loess can participate in, and the only thing we can do for them now is to pray to God to bless Noxus, and bless Merlin if they can defeat the damned guys in Demacia!"

No one objected, and Old Bond's words went deep into their hearts.

In this way, the fugitive detachment with Old Bond as the backbone was formed, and Hart and another slave walked in front with bamboo guns to open the way.

Old Bond and Kitagawa stand in the middle, while the rest of the effort stands at the back in case a situation pops up in the back.

The group was like headless flies, with no purpose at all, and could only rely on instinct to choose the opposite direction of the canyon.

Old Bond first came to this land in Karamanda, and the purpose of coming was just to earn some pension money, how did those soldiers take him.

He was just going to go, so Old Bond was also very confused about the direction of his hometown.

All he knew now was that if he wanted to return to Noxus, he would have to find the port town of Zeris, where he had disembarked when he first came.

However, being able to name this place was already the limit for Old Bond, and he didn't know how to get there.

What's more, this is a battlefield, and if one accidentally encounters an enemy army, their poor fellows may die directly on this land.

A group of old, weak, sick and disabled people walked slowly through the woods.

Although the road was a little muddy due to a heavy rain last night, it was nothing compared to other unexpected circumstances.

Slowly, everyone's hanging hearts began to gradually let go.

Unfortunately, God didn't intend for them to have smooth sailing.

The situation was sudden.

"Save.... Help! Is there anyone nearby who hears me! Come and save me! Woo! I don't want to die here!"

A man's voice for help suddenly appeared next to everyone's ears.

"Uncle Bond, it looks like it's over there! Kitagawa's ears were the most sensitive, and when everyone was unresponsive, he was the first to notice it, stopped everyone, and pointed to the left side of the line.

"Uncle Bond, do we need to go over and save it?"

Hart also heard the voice, a little hesitant, in his heart, he actually didn't really want to save people, the ghost only knew how many people there were and which camp they were.

If you're unlucky enough to run into a Demacian, don't you have to go straight into it with your little body?

Old Bond finally heard the cry for help, and he looked in the direction of the sound, frowning, and a little hesitant.

"Uncle Bond, let's not waste time, let's get over there! Maybe something happened to that man! If we don't go, he'll really die!"

Beichuan is still just a child who has not been deeply involved in the world, and he grew up in such a peaceful environment in his previous life.

It's not like Hart who understands the invincibility of people in this world as deeply as they do.

Beichuan's face was full of anxiety, and Old Bond couldn't directly say that he couldn't save it, so he could only sigh and say

"Let's go over and take a look, maybe it's our own people, try to keep it quiet so that he doesn't find out, and if the situation is wrong, run away immediately!"

He really couldn't bear to destroy Beichuan's pure heart, and finally chose a risky path to follow.

Seeing that Old Bond had made a decision, Hart's throat moved, and although he was not very reluctant, he could only nod.

No matter how stupid Beichuan was, he could see the reluctance on Hart's face, and he was a little reluctant in his heart.

But helpless to save people, he did not continue to think about this problem, but walked directly in the direction of asking for help.

The group followed Beichuan and cautiously marched in the direction of the sound, being extremely careful with every step, lest they step on something.

"Help! Is there anyone!! Lao Tzu is really going to die here!"

The sound of crying for help appeared in everyone's ears again, but this time it was much closer.

Hart was still worried about Beichuan in the end, so he grabbed the latter and walked in front of him.

He began to stab the ground with the bamboo gun in his hand like a blind man, and only then continued to move forward after making sure that there were no traps or anything like that in front of him.

Hart's action was very strange to Old Bond, who did not think that this was a slave's consciousness.

But the situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to investigate deeply, so he still followed everyone silently.

"Fuck your uncle's dead Rada! You fucking dead Lao Tzu! Oh, Lao Tzu's waist! Come and save Lao Tzu!"

Hart stopped abruptly and held out a hand to signal everyone to stop as well.

"What's wrong?, Hart?" asked Old Bond.

Hart didn't speak, just looked back at Old Bond and nodded at him.

He seemed to have discovered something.

At this point, Hart gave up a position.

He opened the branches of the plant in front of him with his hands, so that old Bond and Kitagawa behind him could see the situation clearly.

A large crater was just ahead, and it was from there that the cry for help came from.

"This big hole seems to have been dug by someone!"

Hart pointed to the tree next to the pit and asked the other slaves if it had their unique code on it.

The other slaves had a common answer at one glance. Hart said to Old Bond after getting their affirmation

"Uncle Bond, everyone knows where the ditch we dug is! It can't be our people!" Hart scratched his head, he really didn't have any interest in saving the people in the pit.

"Hmm...."

Hart's words made sense, and Old Bond nodded.

Since everyone has recognized the unique marker of their camp, it proves that the trap is indeed from themselves, since it is not their own people.

It doesn't matter if you save it or not.

Old Bond waved lightly for everyone to leave.

was stunned to find that the kid from Beichuan didn't know where he went for a while. When he looked in the direction of the trap again, he found that Beichuan was slowly walking to the trap with a bamboo gun to save people.

"Hey, don't be afraid! I'm here to save you!"

Beichuan didn't hear Hart's conversation at all, and he seemed to want to give hope to the people in the trap, and before the people arrived, they shouted first.

"This little guy is going to make a mess!"

Old Bond rubbed his temples with a headache, and under the speechless expressions of Hart and the others, he also walked in the direction of the trap.

"Little one, you can really make trouble, you..."

Old Bond walked to Beichuan's side, grabbed him, and just wanted to teach the latter a lesson, but found Beichuan standing motionless by the trap in a daze.

I also glanced curiously into the trap.

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It's okay not to watch it, but after watching it, the old Bond has also become the same as Beichuan.

Like a deer caught in headlights.