Chapter 15: Chivalry and Courage (3)
After being chased and killed along the way and losing a lot of manpower, he finally got rid of the enemy and stopped to take a breath, and when the number of people was counted, there were only three people left.
The horse under the crotch let out a sad neigh, and fell to the ground with weak knees, I hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and found that it had more than a dozen wounds on its body, and even white bones could be seen in the serious parts. This brave and battle-hardened horse finally closed its eyes. I closed my eyes and dug down a few pieces of meat with a knife, roasted them on the fire, and gave them to the other two. We quickly extinguished the charcoal fire, because it was twilight, it was about to fall into the night, and there was a danger lurking everywhere.
"Lord Right Governor, the gang members haven't received the message, why has no one helped for a long time?" One of them approached me and asked.
"We travel hundreds of miles a day with light equipment, and the reinforcements can not be chased after us." I glanced at him and replied lightly.
"Shall we ...... Is there any hope of survival? For a moment, his face was covered with a faint layer of sadness.
"Since you and I decided to join the beggar gang and do chivalrous things together, we should have expected that there would be such a day, and we would not hesitate to sacrifice our lives for righteousness." Thinking that this might be our last moment, I added, "If it hadn't been for it, we'd have starved to death on the streets." ”
"Everybody will eventually experience this moment, sooner or later."
"I understand. But today is different from the past, I don't want to let down my sweetheart and make her sad......" paused, sighed, "It's fate, but I pity her." ”
I breathed for a while, and the thoughts in my heart turned a thousand times for a while, and at the same moment, the cold hairs stood on my back, and I slashed at his back, but it was too late, and the sneak attacker's head hit the ground at the same time, and he also fell slowly with his eyes wide open, and was pierced through the chest by a sharp dagger. When I looked up, there was another person's corpse lying not far away.
I sighed softly in my heart, I am dead, probably only the apprentice will be sad. I didn't have time to pass on my life's true legacy to him, but he couldn't wait for his master to come back. Thinking that he would be helpless again after being raised by me without a father or mother, thinking of his earnest eyes before parting, and the promise of "I will definitely come back", my heart tightened slightly. I made up my mind that I was going to live desperately.
While turning around and flying back, he estimated the number of the other party, about twenty or thirty, thought for a moment and decisively inserted the knife back into the sheath, and quickly untied the thing that had been tied behind his back - a long stick with a clear body and thick texture, and weighed it in his hand, and the familiar feeling came to his face, as if he held a peerless divine weapon, and became more and more in his chest.
The stick was originally the main weapon of the beggar gang, and the disciples of the beggar gang all started from the stick to practice martial arts. When martial arts reach a certain level, this kind of weapon that is strong and cannot penetrate the flesh will be abandoned by some people and replaced with the elite weapons that are widely spread on the rivers and lakes. This stick generally comes in handy in two situations: first, not to cause a street fight that would kill people; The second is this situation, with one enemy and many enemies, not seeking to kill the enemy, but only seeking to save his life.
The man at the head shouted, and hordes of enemies dressed in fiery red rushed at me. They must have hated me to the bone, and even though they had so many lessons from the past, they still rushed over with red eyes and fearless death.
I leaped up and kicked the first priest in the chest with a flying kick, a mouthful of blood spurting out and his body knocked back several feet. I swooped down, and the bamboo stick swept past, knocking a few big men to the ground, and I myself took advantage of the recoil to sprint backwards. Turn around and run in the other direction. The enemy in the rear pursued relentlessly, and the number increased instead of decreasing, and I could hear the earth-shattering shout: "Kill that woman and avenge the chief!"