The fat man was half-kneeling beside the archer, his eyes were red, and his fists covered with armor gloves were smashed down one after another!
The poor archer thought about waving his hands to resist at first, but after a few punches from the fat man, he was completely stunned. The last thought in his mind was: "Brother, I am an archer! If you don't shoot arrows, why should you?"
Should I hit it with my bow?"
"Why shoot the arrow!"
The fat man was still mechanically raising his fist and then smashing it down. He didn't realize that the archer's head had turned into a blood gourd and had lost all breath.
"Fat man! Get up! He's dead!"
The dog rushed over from a distance. When he saw this scene, he wanted to pull the fat man up.
But the fat man who usually obeyed him the most was now like a robot, raising his hand and smashing it down, then raising his hand and smashing it down again!
"Fat man..."
I don’t know how many times the fat man hit it in total, but another soft cry came from the side.
The sound is very weak, and there is also a slight sound of gasping in it. If you don't listen carefully, it is probably difficult to hear it clearly.
However, it was this voice that was countless times weaker than a dog's, but in Fatty's ears, it was a thousand or ten thousand times louder than Huang Zhongdalu!
"Master Hou?"
His whole body trembled violently, and the fat man turned his head little by little, and his blood-red eyes finally became clear.
In his blurred vision, Xiao Han was lying on the stretcher carried by Lao Qiu and the others, smiling at him with a pale face.
"Master Hou! Am I dreaming? You're okay!"
Looking at Xiao Han on the stretcher in disbelief, the blood in the fat man's eyes faded like a tide, and was replaced by a layer of mist!
"Hey, I'm so lucky, what can happen?" Xiao Han reluctantly raised his head on the stretcher. Perhaps this small movement affected the injury again, and the pain made him grit his teeth and crack his mouth!
"Master Hou! You are really okay!"
Twisting his thigh hard and feeling the burning pain, the fat man finally believed that all this was true. He immediately screamed in ecstasy. He didn't care about his body and his hands were covered with blood, and flew towards Xiao Han.
Passed by!
"I'll go, don't!!!"
And here, seeing the fat man coming towards him like an iron mountain, Xiao Han's eyes suddenly widened, and he wanted to hide away in fear!
Oh, but, he forgot that he was on a stretcher and couldn't move at all. In despair, he could only close his eyes and shout: "No, fat man, get out of here..."
"Bang..."
The next second, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, followed immediately by a scream: "Ouch, I fell to death..."
However, this sound was not made by Xiao Han, but by Fatty.
At this moment, Xiao Han grinned with lingering fear and looked at the fat man lying on the ground in front of him with his teeth and gaping mouth...
It turned out that at that critical moment just now, thanks to Jiayi and Lao Qiu, they saw that the situation was not good and ran back with the stretcher, and they were able to avoid the fat man who rushed towards them.
Otherwise, if Xiao Han, who was already injured, was hit by this guy covered in armor, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die!
"Ouch..." After lying on the ground and moaning a few times, the fat man raised his head. He was not angry about why Xiao Han was avoiding him. Instead, he looked at him with an excited face and grinned: "Hey, Mr. Hou, you
It’s okay! It’s really… really great!”
"I'm fine, just a minor injury. Are you fine too!"
Xiao Han was also quite moved at this time. He saw everything the fat man did just now!
He did nothing in his previous life, but in this life he was able to get so many people willing to risk everything for him! Xiao Han felt from the bottom of his heart: It was really worth it!
"I'm so strong, what can happen to me? It's just the Marquis..." The fat man smiled naively. As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Han carefully. When he saw a cloth bag rising high on his butt, he immediately
His eyes widened, and even his voice became stuttering: "Master Marquis, how can you put up a tent on your butt?"
When Xiao Han on the stretcher listened to the fat man's words, his face was full of emotion at first, but later on, something didn't feel right, and the emotion slowly turned into shame and anger, until finally, he couldn't help but interrupt and said angrily: "Get out!
You just put up the tent on your butt, I was hit by an arrow! Ouch...it hurts..."
Yes, Xiao Han was indeed hit by an arrow.
But because he originally rushed towards the big pit, and the arrow came from behind, this butt blocked the disaster for him, otherwise, the consequences would be really unpredictable!
"Then you, why don't you pull it out?" The fat man still asked stupidly before he came to his senses.
Xiao Han rolled his eyes angrily and said angrily: "Can you pull it out?"
"Is there anything wrong with this? Just grab it and pull it out. If one person can't pull it out, just two people!" The fat man replied matter-of-factly. He didn't even see Xiao Han's face, which had turned black.
carbon.
"Go, go, go! That's my butt, not wool! I...I won't fucking talk nonsense to you! Send me back to the city quickly and ask Mr. Sun to deal with it! Hiss...it hurts..."
Xiao Han was really afraid that he would die at the hands of these "quack doctors" instead of being killed by an arrow!
So from the very beginning, he refused to let anyone use the arrow until he killed him. He only found a piece of thin cloth to cover the arrow, thinking of returning to the city quickly and asking Lao Sun to take action.
As for why we need to cover it with a piece of cloth? It makes it look weird?
joke!
Xiao Han is also a dignified prince after all, which makes people see a lightning rod standing on his butt, and don't want this face!
Besides, he was shot, and the wound was so big that it was still bleeding. Covering it with a cloth would prevent dust and other dirt from falling into the wound, causing inflammation and other diseases.
You must know that in the past, the military had one way of treating inflamed wounds, which was to cut off the rotten flesh. If that didn't work, just cut off the injured area with a knife!
Later, with the invention of Penicillium by Xiao Han, they finally became more friendly towards those wounds. However, when the wounds were too big, Penicillium would not be effective and they would probably have to poke the flesh.
Xiao Han didn't want to have another hole in his butt besides the one he brought with him...
The battle was won. The new Fire Guards emerged from the sky and swept away tens of thousands of enemies without even a single casualty! This is simply a miracle! Of course, the only imperfect one among them is Xiao Han, the coach.
Injured.
Because they were returning from a great victory, both the new Fire Guards and the rangers had joy on their faces. Even looking at the corpses on the ground, they didn't feel as frightened as before.
After packing up as quickly as possible, Xiaodong quietly came to Xiao Han before setting off and whispered: "Master Hou, there is an old man alive here! He said that if we let him go, he is willing to take some money."
In exchange for endless wealth!"
Xiao Han, who was lying on the stretcher with his eyes closed to rest, slowly opened his eyes and sneered: "Wealth? Am I short of money?"
"Then I..." Xiaodong's eyes narrowed upon hearing this, he raised his hand and made a slight throat-cutting motion on his neck.
Xiao Han thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and then whispered: "Do it cleanly."
"Here!" Xiaodong simply handed over his hands and strode away.
When everyone was guarding Xiao Han through the valley and rushing towards Yangzhou City, there was a dull explosion in the distance behind them, and a plume of black smoke went straight up into the blue clouds.
Youdao rides on colorful clouds and ascends to bliss, but now the old man who wanted to become an immortal has disappeared between heaven and earth in the black smoke. I don't know if it is a different kind of cause and effect.
