After escaping for about half the night, everyone really didn't have the strength to continue walking, so the patriarch arranged for a few only middle-aged men to go to the sentry, while the other clansmen rested in place and counted the number of people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a sad look in the eyes, and there were less than 30 people left in the tribe of more than 100 people, and most of them were women and children, and all the food and supplies that had fallen had not had time to be taken. The patriarch was in tears, grief and indignation, and the children were crying speechlessly.

"What the hell is going on? These soldiers are devils, and I, Singlepein, am ashamed of my ancestors!!"

After the patriarch finished speaking, there was another cry.

But the little potato was the first to calm down, "Father, where are we going to flee next, what are we going to do in the future? I don't know if the sacrifice can escape?"

Yes, the priest dragged the red-robed man at the cost of his life for us to escape, otherwise the entire tribe would be in a desperate situation with no chance of survival. Originally, I wanted to learn the mysterious power from the sacrifice, and it would be good for the sacrifice to come back from my fate. What will I do in the future? I don't know where to go, everyone is helpless, and gradually looks at the patriarch.

The patriarch also seemed to have made up his mind, "Clansmen, we have suffered such a great calamity today, and I and everyone are very sad and angry. But life still has to go on, the enemy's current strength is too strong, we have no way to fight, for the continuation of the tribe, we can only go away. Clansmen, we will definitely avenge this sea of blood, but we must first become strong and rich!"

Suddenly, scattered torches in the distance lit up, and the neighing of war horses also reached everyone's ears.

"Patriarch, they're chasing you!!"

"It's really ghostly, go, everyone get up and go west, run into that mountain range, their horses will not be able to charge, and we will have hope of escaping!"

As they spoke, everyone quickly packed up their belongings and ran to the western mountains under the leadership of the patriarch.

Maybe after running around in the middle of the night, everyone is tired, maybe the soldiers' horses are all first-class horses, maybe the night panic lost a sense of direction, in short, did not escape far, bad luck came, across the front is a deep valley, at night can not see the specific depth, but see the width of the valley is one or two hundred meters, the span is even more winding to the distance, I don't know if the detour to where to go.

There was a deep valley in front of it, and there were pursuers approaching, and no one expected this situation. When the sound of the battle gradually approached and the killing intent gradually surrounded, the faces of the clansmen were expressions of almost despair. No one knows what to do, and no one can decide the fate of the tribe.

My palms were full of sweat, and this kind of close-quarters fighting life and death scene was the first time I had encountered it. I subconsciously prayed to God and Buddha, and all the gods and goddesses prayed again, and finally unconsciously recited the mantra taught to me by Doug Green again. Suddenly, the whole person calmed down, although he didn't know how to solve this crisis, but the whole person seemed to have eased up and could think calmly.

"Please, I'll be a slave for you, let me do anything, please, don't kill my child!!" a mother who did not want to accept the result of death pulled her half-grown child and ran over to her knees and begged.

The patriarch was silent, he was not the reason to see this result, but he also had no way to control the situation. The scene seemed to be quiet, only the cries of pleading seemed to melt their cold hearts.

The leader was not the red-robed man, but a fat and bloated man with a scar on his face. His eyes were full of lewdness, and he attached himself to pinch the bulge on the woman's chest, and smiled, indescribably obscene.

With a wave of his hand, he dragged the woman behind him, not forgetting to pat her buttocks. Amid the screams, the other soldiers burst into laughter, as if watching the fat sheep walk into the wolves. Then he kicked the child down, took the spear next to him, and with a sharp shot, the child passed through the chest and stabbed him on the ground.

The child's screams made the woman lose her mind, and she fought regardless of it, and the other soldiers came a few times and fell to the ground in pain.

"Clansmen, it seems that they have to kill them all, even the children, will they let us go!!?

The blood of the people was boiling, the anger had overwhelmed their heads, no one wanted to keep their sanity anymore, and in this case, the children had been killed, and who could remain calm? Everyone rushed forward as if they were dying, trying to cut them down and tear them apart.

But the reality is cruel after all, our group of women and children are not their opponents at all, they are completely injured and unable to charge after a few rushes, and only one soldier on the opposite side is injured.

"Heaven is going to kill me, heaven is going to kill me!" The patriarch cut off the arrow on his left arm, and pulled out the arrow that had penetrated from the front and back, and the blood flow was so much that he could no longer take care of it, and he held the sword in his right hand to support his body, trying to maintain it in front of the clansmen. Now there were less than ten people left, all of them were injured, and everyone gathered in a circle with the patriarch, waiting for the last moment to come.

Subconsciously, I seemed to see a mottled shadow slowly swaying in the deep valley, maybe this is the stubborn growth of branches on the valley wall, so if you jump off this valley that does not know the depth, maybe there is still hope to survive. If the heavens are attached to us, maybe they can't see the depth of the valley at night, but what if the valley is not deep, or the bottom of the valley is piled up with piles of fallen leaves?

"Patriarch, instead of being insulted and killed by these soldiers, let's bravely jump into this deep valley together, and maybe the brave souls will be able to enter heaven after death. ”

"Okay, brave people, let these evil soldiers show that the people of our Payne tribe are all warriors, and they are not afraid of death!!"

"What a beautiful day to come, happy horses galloping happily, and our warriors are brave men, wielding whips, guarding the safety of the tribe... ”

The remnants of the people gathered together, tears and blood mixed in it, and I don't know who hummed this beautiful ballad, and everyone involuntarily began to sing. With tears in our eyes, we held hands and rushed towards the valley without hesitation at the end of the song。。。。。

This moving song echoed in the valley for a long time, but gradually dissipated.

"Knight Jaime Augustine, please give the order to search the valley, and let them not be left behind!"

At some point, the red-robed man rushed over, perhaps moved by the courage of this small tribe, or perhaps convinced that it would surely die in the valley, he straightened the armor on his chest, and said arrogantly:

"Do you want our great soldiers to risk going into the valley in the dark? just to make sure those guys are dead?go, gather the loot and food, and we must rush back to the camp before dawn, or Master Donovan Cashy will be angry, and I will let you go and put out the fire!!"

The soldier who had come up with a bad idea immediately stood up and saluted, and hurriedly called the others to clean up the battlefield.

The red-robed man was the Jaime-Augustine Knight, who pondered on the edge of the cliff for a long time, then took out a bead, threw it into the valley, and turned away.

"If anyone doesn't die, if they pick up the beads, if they can find me for revenge, I swear by the glory of a knight, and I'm ready to wait!"

The bead happened to fall on a huge old tree after a collision, and fell into the belly of the decaying tree. In the moonlight, quietly emitting a faint blue light, waiting.