Right before my eyes, another group of people dressed as civilians was driven out of the forest by hounds. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, how could the fighting power of the common people be compared with that of a group of bloodthirsty warriors?

However, although the situation is one-sided, the people are relentless in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

In the midst of this, a small, thin figure ran around everyone towards me.

"Hey, what's a child?"

You know, on the other side of him, behind me, there are thousands of wolf-like enemies waiting for him, isn't he a moth to a fire?

In such a situation, I couldn't help but want to save him, but it was impossible.

So he swept through the shadow of my body like a gust of wind and continued to run towards the enemy.

Of course, he didn't know that the faster he ran forward, the less his quicksand-like life would remain in the hourglass.

The little boy's eyes widened with rage, and he shouted as he ran, "I'm fighting with you—"

The wrath in his chest was mixed with blood, so that he did not know how to be tired, against the wind, running, like flying!

It was so fast that I felt like he was almost going to fly.

But what's the use!

Opposite him, hundreds of adult soldiers burst into laughter, laughing at his inadequacy, and they didn't even bother to come forward to meet him, but stood there waiting for the boy to come and strike him with an egg.

I turned my head and looked helplessly, pityingly at his back.

And this young and brave boy is running towards the end of his life.

Several more hounds barked and chased after him.

But the boy ran so fast that even the hounds were pulled away by him a little distance, and then a little more.

Ahead is a gentle slope with a forest of enemy soldiers.

He stopped abruptly, as if he wanted to look back at his companion again, but it was too late.

At last one of the soldiers in the red team moved, only to see him take a step forward, shake his head, and seem to have lost his patience and was too lazy to wait, so he raised his shelf, leveled it, took aim, and then slashed decisively!

"Boom".

In front of the young man's eyes, a black shadow flew like lightning, poof!

"Uh......".

He only screamed halfway.

Then, the left eye was in severe pain, weakness, hanging his head, kneeling, numbness, and cold blood.

The arrows that came diagonally from the front were poisoned arrows, and they hit instantly.

He's dead.

Another soldier drew his sword and stepped forward to remove his head.

But there was an inexplicable look on the face of the soldier who pulled the machine, and he stopped:

"That's it, it's a child anyway, leave him a whole corpse. ”

His companion then put the sword into its sheath again.

The man put away his bow as well, and the two of them took a step back together, and then disappeared into the queue as if they had never struck.

And the battle a little farther away is over.

None of those people survived, and all of them died. The hounds were tearing and scrambling for the limbs of the dead, and their masters wiped the blood from their knives on the clothes of the dead people and began to line up.

Farther up the mountain, in the dense forest, there were people in grief, and desperate howls rang out.

And they were answered by throwing spears, bows and arrows, and throwing stones.

With a sigh, I left the group under the red flag and began to enter the dense forest, climbing to the Shima Mountain.

In the meantime, from time to time, they will encounter a driving team composed of hounds and capable personnel sent by the Red Army under the mountain.

But neither I nor the Red search party ever found any trace of White's personnel.

It should be said that on this day, the Belarusian army did not show up to fight on a large scale, and only many innocent civilians were killed.

This makes me very worried: has White been wiped out?

If that's the case, then it's too vulnerable!

The day finally passed, and it finally got dark.

I kept wandering around the dense forest on Shima Mountain until now, and I also felt tired, so I wanted to find a place to rest first.

So he leaned against a tree and planned to sit down and take a nap.

At this moment, I heard a low, heart-wrenching cry from the tree.

In the dark woods, the sound was not loud, but it was heard and everywhere.

The crying sound is strange and abnormal, and people can't help but want to cry with her sadness.

Strangely, the woman's voice sounded familiar, e......h?

I turned around suddenly, but the crying immediately stopped, and it was still pitch black in front of me.

I wasn't overjoyed.

Because, when I was down the mountain before, the red flag team didn't know about my existence at all.

But now, it seems a little different.

I just turned around a little bit louder, and the other person seemed to notice.

I whispered, "Who?"

No response.

After thinking about it, I tried to knock on the tree with my knuckles, "Tuk Tuk Tuk ......"

Still doesn't seem to be responding.

It was only a few seconds before I suddenly heard three taps of the same rhythm in the tree.

I'm so surprised and delighted!

Immediately after, an even more unexpected scene appeared.

When I knocked on the tree just now, the part of my back that I had been leaning on was suddenly caught off guard and pulled hard from the inside like a door!

Then I fell on my back and fell into it.

I fell to the ground and felt several people pounce on me.

Immediately, I screamed in pain like pins and needles in my thigh, and then a tingling sensation slowly spread.

The door that let me in closed silently, keeping out the night wind.

Suddenly a light appeared above my head, the kind that was very softly lit, not dazzling at all.

"Huh?"

The lantern man and I looked at each other in amazement.

It's a face I've been thinking about for a long time, no wonder the voice just now is so familiar!

I said loudly, "Wang Xinmei, Amei, why are you?"

But the girl, whose eyes were slightly swollen, looked at me suspiciously and said, "Who are you?"

It turned out that it wasn't Wang Xinmei......

The girl repeated: "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Jiang Heng. ”

The girl then said, "You are also surnamed Jiang? It turned out to be a misunderstanding!"

......

Under the alternate cover of light and night, the girl laboriously supported me, exhausted, and from time to time dodged the stumbling warriors, bypassed the fire, and crept quietly through the crowd.

After the injection, I was so thirsty that I could only let her half-lead and half-help me forward.

The girl she had just met looked a little embarrassed, but she let her long messy hair go around her neck or cover her face, and she didn't bother with the outstretched hands of the men of her tribe or their foul language, and just helped me stumble forward.

I don't know where she took me.

Because she asked me about my situation before, she only said one sentence: "Come with me." ”

Of course, from time to time, there are also sober or confused staggered, calling "women...... The woman "wanted to pounce on the drunk, but before he could get closer, he was all pushed aside by the guards."

Eventually, I was brought into a tent.

I really didn't have the energy to be polite with her, so the girl simply put me down on the couch gently, made me lie down comfortably, and then busied me with water and medicine.

Alas, let's just treat her as Wang Xinmei, and let me slow down.

"You take a break. ”

After the girl had finished speaking, she briskly came out of the tent again.

Outside, she lowered the thick curtain, which shut out all danger and harassment. (To be continued.) )

PS: So sad, how lonely......