"Everyone, pay attention, listen to the instructions clearly, see clearly the obstacles under your feet, and retreat quickly when the opportunity comes, without delay!"
Meng Yuan gave orders loudly, and after speaking, he raised his head and looked at Lazy Ball. His face was calm and calm, making people feel nervous.
"I'm ready, let's get started."
Lazy Ball held his breath, stared at him and said, "Smelly Meng Yuan, you'd better come out alive, otherwise I will take Qingqing to find another man, a hundred of them, and I will piss you off to death!"
Meng Yuan raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm still reluctant to die."
Lazy Ball snorted arrogantly, bent his limbs, and jumped forward suddenly. The moment his body rose into the air, it expanded rapidly, and at the same time it brought up a huge wave, causing the wind and clouds to stir, and the sand and rocks to roar.
The puppets blocking the intersection were overturned by the hurricane, and a gap suddenly appeared in the tight encirclement.
"Now, get out!"
Meng Yuan shouted with all his strength and waved his sword to stop the puppet who wanted to pursue him. The people instantly poured out of the gap like a flood.
"Brother Hu, escort them away. Lieutenant General Lu, we'll be behind!"
Two voices sounded at the same time: "Understood!"
"Don't let them out! Kill! Kill them all!" Captain Zhao screamed crazily in the pool of blood.
His eyes were red from the killing, and his chest and back were covered with knife wounds from head to toe. Meng Yuan also slashed his neck, and the rotten flesh turned outwards, revealing the white bones.
After receiving the instructions, the puppets acted like cruel and bloodthirsty wolves, dragging their stumps and broken legs and desperately chasing the crowd.
Meng Yuan fought one against ten, one against a hundred, and his attacks were fast and ruthless. However, one group of puppets fell, and another group came to replace them.
He was like a fish in a turbulent wave, struggling and struggling, trying to reverse the situation with his own little strength.
One knife, two knifes...
There were many scars on his body, his arms were numb from repeated swings and falls of knives, and the sharp blade was even curled by the cuts.
But this can't stop him from fighting at all.
Another group of puppets rushed towards him with their teeth and claws. In the chaos, two people attacked from behind. He quickly turned to avoid it, but Captain Zhao took this opportunity to throw his spear.
Cold light shot out of the air and pierced Meng Yuan's chest.
If hit by this blow, even if you don't die, you will still be seriously injured.
At the critical moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the pile of corpses and stood in front of Meng Yuan with a body of flesh and blood.
It's Tuanzi, that timid little guy.
The moment he supported him, Meng Yuan's hands shook violently, and thousands of words rushed to his throat, all of which turned into a sigh: "Are you stupid?"
"It hurts..." Tuanzi covered his chest and started to cry, "Meng Yuan, will I die?"
"I won't die, I won't die..." Meng Yuan tremblingly pressed the acupuncture point for him to stop the bleeding, and murmured to himself, not knowing whether he was comforting Tuanzi or himself.
"But it really hurts..."
It hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
Tuanzi held his hand, tears kept falling, "Meng Yuan, please give my young master a message, just say... Our Tuanzi will be his little follower in the next life... Let him prepare food and drinks, etc.
I come back."
After saying this, he closed his eyes as if falling asleep.
Meng Yuan felt severe pain in his heart, but he had to pick up the knife and fight.
It was equally difficult on the Lu Yan side.
Stream after stream of hot blood sprayed on his face, and he could no longer tell which blood belonged to the enemy and which belonged to his comrade.
There were corpses everywhere, all of them lying there were his former companions.
The wife on the left has just given birth to a daughter and hasn’t had time to go home to take a look; the one on the right is an 18-year-old boy who has not even married a wife. He is shy and has two dimples when he smiles...
My heart has been so painful that it has become dull, and it has been so painful that I have lost my intuition.
He was like an idiot who had lost his mind. While slashing people with a knife, he murmured: "Come on, everyone, if we win, we can go home."
"My mother is waiting for me to bring her the big mangoes from Xiangcheng."
A cold light passed by his ear and stabbed into his neck. The moment the knife fell, he saw the dilated pupils of his comrades beside him and heard many words of "be careful".
But there was no time to hide, and he really didn't have the strength to hide.
So be it.
The expected pain did not come. In the flash of lightning, another white light flew and knocked down the big knife across his neck.
A young woman dressed in black walked up to him in the dim morning light. She held a pair of daggers in her white hands, and her posture was heroic, just like the female knight who came and went without a trace in the storybook.
Lu Yan woke up from his depressed mood, chopped off the heads of the two puppets with a knife, and asked the woman, "Who are you?"
"A sinner." Fang Ying'er read out four words, waved his sword and started fighting with the puppets.
Sinner? Where did the sinner come from?
Lu Yan had no time to question or think, so he picked up a knife and rejoined the battle.
Outside the valley, Hu Xianfeng and his colleagues intercepted a group of puppets who were chasing them, and the two parties fought fiercely.
Soon, Hu Xianfeng and others were at a disadvantage.
Two disciples fell under the sword of the puppet, and Hu Xianfeng was also chopped on the arm. The remaining dozen people stood in front of him at the same time, asking him to leave with the other people.
Hu Xianfeng pushed the skinny man in front of him away and shouted sternly: "What a joke, when did I, Hu Xianfeng, become a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? If we want to live, we, the people of the Hu Family Martial Arts School, will live together; if we want to die, we will die together!"
"If you die to save the people and enter the underworld, the Lord of Hell will give us three glasses of wine!"
The thin man wiped away the blood stains on his face and said in a bold voice: "Then do it! What a puppet, a wooden man, just do it!"
The battle continued, even more intense than at the beginning.
Because everyone is determined to die, there is no way out, and they naturally have to go all out.
Further ahead were the people who were desperately trying to escape. Luo Dashan and Uncle Zhang were walking at the end of the group carrying wooden sticks, always on guard against the puppets coming to sneak attack.
Suddenly, there was an unusual sound in the dense grass beside the road.
Following the sound, a puppet with his legs cut off was crawling in the grass, waiting for an opportunity to move.
Luo Dashan reacted almost instantly, swung the wooden stick and hit the puppet on the head, and cursed: "Dare you sneak attack on your grandpa and me? Dream on, your grandpa grew up playing this!"
The stick went down and smashed the puppet man's head.
Luo Dashan was so proud that he couldn't help but turn around and show off to Uncle Zhang: "Old man Zhang, did you see that I killed a puppet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another noise in the grass.
Another puppet with half his body missing jumped up like a grasshopper, and the sword in his hand plunged straight into Luo Dashan's chest.
"Old man Luo!" Uncle Zhang's pupils shrank and he cried out in pain.
The people at the end of the line moved upon hearing the sound, and rushed towards the two puppets like crazy, with fists and wooden sticks coming one after another.
Even a powerful puppet cannot escape under the absolute pressure.
Luo Dashan fell on the edge of the grass and looked at the bright red sun in the eastern sky. The scenes of the past flashed before his eyes. He closed his eyes and smiled softly.
"In my whole life, I have farmed, escaped from famine, killed bandits, fought against traitors, and finally became a steward. It's really not in vain." This chapter has been completed!