The perimeter wall of the village is actually not very high, only about three meters. For these athletic bandits, this height is about the same as nothing. The only thing they feared was a few archers on the wall.

Influenced by some modern film and television dramas and games. In the impression of modern people, archers are always the kind of cannon fodder characters who are chopped vegetables and melons by the protagonist.

But imagine the ancient ban, forbidden crossbows, but not bows and arrows. The reason is very simple, because the crossbow is such a thing, as long as half a day of training, it can allow the user to easily shoot a veteran who has been trained for many years. But the bow and arrow thing, let alone how many years of practice.

In fact, most people are not qualified to practice using bows and arrows. In the army, it is often the strongest and tallest sergeants who are selected to be trained as archers. And the time and resources to train an archer far exceed that of the rest of the infantry. Archers are not cannon fodder, but on the contrary, they are the best of the best. The kind that can cut three at a time when you put down the bow and arrow.

And the bow and arrow are very professional and technical. Maintenance and maintenance require a lot of resources. In the people, in addition to a very small number of hunters, there are even fewer who use bows and arrows.

The reason why the Wyvern has not attacked this village for a long time is because there are four hunters in the village who are skilled in bows and arrows. It's not a game, it's a fight to the death. In the face of this kind of long-range troops, a flying dragon who is not paying attention and is the first swordsman on the side has to kneel.

However, the Wyvern is a chicken thief, and he first makes a little noise around the village. It caused the villagers to get nervous. Begin to defend day and night. But he himself took someone back to fix it.

For several months, the people in the village saw that there were no horse bandits attacking at all. That breath is almost gone. The number of guards on the perimeter wall had been significantly reduced by half, and only three or four remained, symbolically patrolling there. Two of them were still dozing off. There are only two people who are really on guard.

The Wyvern and the others quickly dispersed, quickly climbing up the fence from the blind spot of the two guards. Lu Xiao looked at the guards on the wall, and instinctively wanted to make some movement to remind the other party. But the one-eyed knifeman named Lao Diao followed him all the time. Lu Xiao could only reluctantly give up this attempt. If he did it forcibly, Lao Diao would undoubtedly be happy to cut him directly.

At dawn, the killing began silently.

For the first time, Lu Xiao saw this group of horse bandits fighting together. They are like the special forces of ancient times, fierce and fast, ruthless and decisive. In a few breaths, it had already turned out all the guards on the wall.

Without stopping for the slightest, they quickly rushed into the village and began a silent slaughter in the darkness of the night.

The few guards waiting for the shift change were the first to suffer. These are the young people in the village who have the ability to resist, and they are the primary targets of elimination.

In the darkness, a scream rang out. I don't know who was slow to start, and let a dying scream alarm the darkness before dawn.

The group of horse bandits in front of him perfectly interprets the word murder and arson. While they were killing, they set fire to some houses. The flames and blood sent the entire village into an unprecedented panic.

The villagers, who had just woken up from their sleep, were powerless to resist these ruthless horse bandits. More than 30 families were completely slaughtered in the blink of an eye.

The horse bandits were not in a hurry to rob property, but only to kill. They want to kill the people of this village until they are frightened, until they completely lose the mood to resist.

The sky is getting brighter, and the east has begun to show the whiteness of the fish's belly.

Lao Diao and Lu Xiao were the only ones who did not join the massacre. Obviously, Lao Diao's task is to monitor Lu Xiao. Even so, more than 30 percent of the entire village has been slaughtered.

The two walked to a room. Lu Xiao noticed that those horse bandits deliberately left this room. Lao Diao stepped forward and pushed him violently. Lu Xiao suddenly understood that the time had come for him to submit his name.

He glanced back at Lao Diao, and the other party's right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife. Obviously, if you can't submit your name today, there will be no tomorrow.

The two looked at each other for three breaths, and countless impulses flashed in Lu Xiao's heart.

pulled out a knife and fought with Lao Diao, knelt down and begged for forgiveness, and even pulled out a knife to end himself...... But the moment these thoughts flashed, he quickly vetoed them.

I can't fight hard, there is no possibility of begging for mercy, and I am afraid of pain if I commit suicide. Lu Xiao actually knew very well in his heart that he had no choice at all. Although Lao Diao didn't speak, the silent sense of oppression made Lu Xiao almost go crazy. He even wanted to look up to the sky and scream, for a meaningless vent.

But in the end, all of these emotions are suppressed by survival. Armed with a knife, he burst into the house.

In the back room, Lu Xiao saw a man, and at the moment when Lu Xiao rushed in. He was trying to cover the entrance to a cellar.

Lu Xiao's entry obviously interrupted the man's intentions. The plank in his hand hadn't even completely covered the hole.

The man stood in front of the entrance to the cellar with a frightened expression, trying to block Lu Xiao's sight. But Lu Xiao had already seen his back clearly. Through the gap, Lu Xiao could even see a pair of frightened eyes.

Lu Xiao looked around, then kicked over a table and threw it at the man's feet.

The man was stunned for a moment, then a look of disbelief appeared on his face. He carefully dragged up the table, and then covered the entrance to the cellar under Lu Xiao's gaze.

Then he turned around, as if to say thank you. But what came was the long knife in Lu Xiao's hand.

There was a stabbing sound, accompanied by a dull cutting sound. It was the sound of a knife splitting through clothing and flesh. The knife in Lu Xiao's hand slashed firmly at the man's chest.

The man was slashed to the ground, and a hint of confusion flashed across his face. Then it was all over again. He glanced sideways at the tightly covered cellar entrance, and his face showed a hint of determination. Ignoring the blood in his chest, he stood up abruptly and rushed towards Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao instinctively stabbed with a knife. The long knife pierced directly through the opponent's body. But the man didn't seem to feel the same. hugged Lu Xiao and rushed out of the door directly.

The already dilapidated door was shattered by the huge force of the two of them. Lu Xiao entangled with the man's body and rushed to the street.

During the rolling, Lu Xiao broke free from the other party's restraints and reached out to hold the long knife on the man's chest. Forcefully, but the knife was not pulled out. He noticed that the man's hands were clutching the blade. Blood flowed from his palms, but the man had no intention of letting go.

At that moment, Lu Xiao saw the wisp of pleading in the man's eyes. Although the two did not utter a word from beginning to end. But Lu Xiao still understood what he meant in an instant. He nodded without a trace, only to see a hint of relief on the man's face.

Then Lu Xiao stretched out his hand and drew his knife.

The splash of blood stained Lu Xiao's whole body red.