"Don't you want to leave?" the bearded man suddenly asked Shi Shi as he walked beside the bullock cart.
"What? You want me to leave, let me guess, are you out of kindness? Or do you want to be crazy before we die together!"
Shi Yan's words immediately made the bearded man's eyes widen, and his hand involuntarily clenched the handle of the knife, as if he could draw the knife at any time.
"late."
Rock looked at the sky in the distance and glanced sideways at the bearded man, "If you run away as soon as you get what you want, then nothing will happen to you. The only fault is that you are reluctant to part with these things."
Rock patted the armor under the straw mat next to him, rolled his eyes at the bearded man, shook his head and sighed.
The bearded man was touched by the rock, his mouth twitched, and his hand tightened on the handle of the knife.
"At that time, you could have dispersed these things on each ride. Although it will be a little slower under the load, it is still better than driving an ox cart. If you don't stop all night, you will be out of danger long ago."
Rock paused for a while and continued.
"The mistake is that I didn't do this and rested for a night in a dangerous situation. It's not too late. But when facing the pursuers, I have been entangled with them again and again. What do you rely on?
It’s just a suit of armor and a good knife, so what, two fists can’t beat four hands, what will you do when they come, you still have to give it up, but will it be useful then?”
"They can't do anything to me." Although the bearded man said hard, he no longer had the confidence.
"Yes, there is nothing we can do about you? Haha! What can you do? At this point, you are still unwilling to give up, and you will continue to suffer from it! If my guess is correct, these things are just some for you.
Free money is easy to get, but what you don't get is what you carry on your back."
"So what, these are all ours, I brought them out, so we have to take them back." The man with the beard frowned, and unknowingly he regarded the rock as an equal to himself.
"Now that you have got what you want, you must decisively give up what you can give up, because you are in a dangerous situation and there are no people, so what is the use of getting things? If you lose so many warriors like they did, you are not afraid of the big enemy.
Is it hurting your vitality?" Rock said contemptuously.
The bearded man looked at the things on the oxcart with nostalgia, feeling a little moved. After all, talent is the most important thing, and everything else is just a cloud.
"What you said makes sense, let's leave now."
"What are you thinking? It's already too late! Put on your armor and fight! It depends on God's will whether a few of you can escape alive!"
Rock looked at the dust clouds in the sky in the distance and shook his head.
"Hey! Boy! It's you if you go, and it's you if you don't leave. What do you mean?" The bearded man was still confused.
But then his eyes widened even more, smoke and dust billowed in front of him, and a large group of people rolled over.
Looking behind me, the pursuers were also accelerating.
"How could this happen?" The bearded man was dumbfounded, completely out of touch with his prediction.
Rock didn't care about this. He just grabbed a set of armor and put it on himself. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, it was better than nothing.
"Quick, Guan Jia."
The bearded man looked at the appearance of the rock and shouted, knowing that the five of them had not put on armor yet.
After a while of fussing, he put on his armor and looked up to see that he was surrounded.
"What a good boy, how dare you cheat."
Among the people chasing after him came out an old man with a white beard, but he was unusually strong and strong, Duosi, the leader of the Duosi tribe.
"Old guy, failing to kill you was my biggest mistake this time." The bearded man gritted his teeth as soon as he saw Duosi.
"Yeah!" Duosi was confused for just a moment, and then she was immediately relieved, "It turns out it's you, the ghost is still there, huh."
"Old guy, it's been ten years! Can you please still remember me?" The bearded man gritted his teeth, wishing he could pounce on Duosi immediately and chop him to death.
"Haha! Tit for tat, I plotted against you ten years ago, and you plotted against me ten years later. It's not a loss. Isn't this normal? The weak and the strong must survive and the fittest survive."
Duosi was not angry at all. Such situations were common in the wilderness. It was not surprising. If the tribe wanted to survive, they had to do everything possible. If they succeeded, everyone would be happy. If they failed, they would be on the run. There were many.
"Brother! What's going on?" One of the people blocking the road ahead came out, and he looked very similar to Duosi.
"Oh! It's nothing big. It's just a grudge from ten years ago. Do you still remember the batch of scimitars I got for you? I got it from them because of a scheme. Hehe! He was the only one who ran away on the 28th. Isn't that right?
Ten years later, he just came back to take revenge, but unfortunately these guys are just one-minded, and it is difficult for them to do anything. This fish that did not slip through the net still came to the door."
Duosi's disdainful eyes looked down on the bearded man at all.
"It turns out to be such a thing! Tsk! I, the Duoyan Department, can drive them all away."
It turns out that this man is Duo Si's younger brother. Ten years ago, in order to make Duoyan independent, Duo Si designed the bearded man and the others to obtain a large number of swords and armors and help his brother become the leader of the clan.
Shi Yan finally understood. There was already grudge between the two sides. You plotted against me, and I plotted against you. It seemed fair, and grudges only killed each other.
"Kill, brothers, today is the time for us to avenge our shame."
The bearded man rushed out with his sword, followed by everyone he brought with him, but they were scattered and not in formation.
On the other hand, the other party may be afraid of the warriors wearing armor, who are all close and orderly.
Although the sword in the hand of a bearded man is good, it is difficult for a sword to be effective. The key is that he does not cooperate well with the people behind him, and he basically fights alone.
After fighting for a long time, they returned to the bullock cart. Everyone was panting and looking ashen, especially when they saw that the other party had only moved less than a third of the men and horses and trapped themselves to death.
Moreover, I was wearing my own armor. Others did not have armor. It was only now that I realized that I had overestimated my abilities. A knife and a few pieces of armor are really nothing, and they can exhaust you to death even if you are tired.
Yan Yan unhurriedly untied the rope from Dahei's body and straddled up. As soon as he sat on it, it was amazing. Someone jumped up over there, and someone immediately recognized him.
"That guy is from the Rock Tribe, and the guy riding the bull is from the Rock Tribe. He was the one who killed the two young masters." Someone beside Dosi said loudly.
"Okay! You kid." The bearded man looked up and down at the rock as if he had just met it. He looked up and down and left and right in a strange way, as if he had never seen it before, forgetting that he was on a battlefield.
"Okay! If there's anything interesting to see, give me your knife and I'll take the lead. Follow me and don't fall behind!"
Shi Yan just said that, although he was thinking about using the knife in the hand of the bearded man, he had a guess that such a knife should be effective in the hands of monks, but it was someone else's thing, how could he just rely on it?
Words can solve it.
However, what Yan Yan didn't expect was that the man with the beard threw the scimitar in his hand without saying a word. This made Yan Yan look at him with admiration. It was not unreasonable for this guy to survive until now.
"Follow closely!" Rock patted Dahei's neck and said to the bearded man.
Shi Yan took a deep breath, and the spiritual power of his Dantian was output wildly, converging on the scimitar. Suddenly, he felt that the scimitar seemed to have grown on his hand, and he could use it like an arm. He swung it gently, and the sword glow was swallowed up. It was really as he thought.
, such a knife must be in the hands of a monk to exert its greatest power.
"kill"
One person and one cow looked awkward, and behind them were a few men with beards and others. Their combat power was not at the same level as the opponent's.
"kill"
The same sound shook the heaven and the earth, with the momentum of everyone united, and then the horses marched in unison, filled with murderous intent.
"Aww!" "Aww!" "Aww!"
There were roars of demonic wolves, and hazy rays of light passed through the crowd.