There are more than a dozen black-clad and masked assassins sitting on more than a dozen fast horses, and the murderous aura around them is obvious to everyone at a glance.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for three days, the first person they met turned out to be an assassin.
"Don't move." Zhenjin's deep voice was in his ears. He held Arnold firmly to the ground while speaking. At this time, the assassins were already the last ones. If they were discovered, then based on the current situation of the two people,
Can't even escape.
"Where are they?" Arnold was very worried. At this time, the assassins rushed into the yurt. Except for the male owner who was out herding sheep, I was afraid that not a single person could be left alive in the tent.
"They..." Zhenjin didn't know how to continue. The family took the two of them in, but now they were in danger because of them.
"You're going to die, right?" Arnold's voice was calm, but she felt extremely guilty in her heart. They killed this family, and this family died because of them. She lowered her eyes and looked at the grassroots in a daze.
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"Don't think too much." Zhenjin's hand gently rubbed her hair, and a hint of distress flashed through his dark brown eyes. He closed his eyes helplessly, and he didn't want to implicate the innocent, but at this time his
There are more important people around me.
A group of assassins rushed into the yurt. They didn't even hear the screams. They just rushed in, rummaged around and rushed out again. The assassins gathered together and said a few words, and finally divided into two teams. One team followed the shepherds.
They left traces to look for the male owner of the yurt, while the other group headed straight for the foot of the mountain.
After the assassins left, Arnold and Zhenjin quickly ran into the yurt.
It was a mess and bloody place, and the family in the yurt, including their children, was not even left alive.
"If we leave, they will definitely come back." Zhenjin took Arnold's hand and ran directly to the stable next to the yurt. The family lived not close to the foot of the mountain, so they had a horse at home.
Transportation.
Zhenjin untied the reins, turned over and got on the horse first. He reached out and pulled Arnold onto the horse. He sat behind Arnold and protected Arnold in his arms.
Arnold didn't say much, and his red eyes held back a tear. This family died because of them, but they didn't even have the chance to give each other a proper burial.
The horses were neighing and running fast. The yurts were getting farther and farther away, and finally they were no longer visible.
The place Zhenjin chose was to take a detour and walk along the foot of the mountain. At this time, they did not dare to go directly in the direction of the attack. There was a wave of assassins and no one would guess whether there were still assassins taking this road.
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves was heard not far away. The sound was rapid, and it was obvious that their whereabouts had been discovered.
Zhenjin didn't care about anything else and whipped the horse under him quickly. This horse was not a good horse, but fortunately Mongolians naturally like to ride horses, so although it was not good, it was not bad.
The assassin refused to let go, and the real gold rushed directly to the foot of the mountain. The direction they took naturally missed the village. If they could go directly into the mountain, they might be able to find a hidden place to hide again. There are trees in the mountain,
It is even more inexplicably dangerous, but it is also more suitable for running away and hiding.
It was starting to get dark, and they finally rode their horses to the foot of the mountain. They got off their horses, whipped the horses and left to mislead the group of assassins. The two of them walked directly towards the woods. The road they took was the road up the mountain, and the horses left.
The direction is along the foot of the mountain and towards the distance.