In the early morning of July 21st, a small courtyard in the south of Chengdu.
Huang Nanzhong, Yan Ying and others were quietly waiting for the commotion from the outside world to come. However, at the quietest moment of the night, changes broke out in the hospital.
Throughout the night until this moment in the early morning, it was not that no one paid attention to the movements of the little military doctor. Although the other party had a history of reselling military supplies in the early stage and took the money from here again tonight, Huang Nanzhong, Yan Ying and others started from the beginning.
Ouya has never really trusted the other party, which is something they must be vigilant about.
Since he still had to rely on the other party to take care of several seriously wounded people, the courtyard seemed to be very wary of the little military doctor. Every time he got up to drink water, enter the house, walk around, take things, etc., Huang Jianfei, Huang Shan, Mao Hai and others
Everyone followed him, mainly worried that he would poison the people in the yard or send a warning to the outside world. Of course, if he was under everyone's gaze, everyone's vigilance would be slightly relaxed.
Because of this, at the moment when the accident happened, almost no one realized what happened, because the scene in front of them actually happened in front of everyone's eyes.
In the past hour, since the seriously injured have been treated, verbal provocations, insults, slaps on the hands, and kicks have occurred once or twice towards the young military doctor. Such behavior is very inappropriate.
It was prudent, but in the current situation, not killing the young military doctor was already the most benevolent thing. For some friction, Huang Nanzhong and others had no intention of controlling it anymore.
The knight who kicked the young military doctor from behind was named Chu Weiyuan, and he was a small leader among the Guan family's guards. In the chaos of this night, he himself was not injured, but his familiar brothers were seriously injured.
That's it. He wanted to humiliate and beat the little military doctor in front of him to prevent him from doing anything reckless.
At the second quarter of the Yin hour, the sky was gray and blue. It was the most simple and ordinary moment. He walked under the eaves. The young military doctor happened to be in front, so he bumped into him, and the young military doctor also stepped forward. The bodies of the two seemed to collide.
When they were together, Chu Weiyuan's figure suddenly retreated, and his back hit the pillar. Until this moment, except for the abrupt retreat, everything still seemed very simple.
Who could have imagined what this little military doctor would do in full public view?
Chu Weiyuan's life ended after a few breaths. At that moment, incomparable fear rushed into his mind. He was not mentally prepared for all this.
The moment the body collided with him, the young man stretched out his hands, pulled out the knife from his waist, and stabbed him directly. The movement was swift and silent, but he could see it clearly in his eyes. His reaction in an instant was to
He pressed down hard with both hands to grab the opponent's arm, and his feet began to exert force, but it was too late, the knife had already been inserted.
He retreated wildly and hit a pillar under the eaves, but the young man followed him like a shadow and could not get away at all. If he had just been stabbed in the stomach by a knife, he might have survived. But the young man's movements and eyes were sharp.
Killing intent, the long knife penetrates, and then swings sideways. This is the fighting method in the army. After the knife penetrates the enemy's body, the internal organs must be smashed immediately.
Chu Weiyuan's hand couldn't hold the opponent's arm at all, and the sword was swung towards the sky. His body seemed to be suddenly empty. The fear accompanied by the cry of "Ah..." seemed to sound from the deepest part of the human heart.
Come. People in the yard felt a chill coming from behind, and their hair stood on end. Corresponding to Chu Weiyuan's cry, there was a strange sound that rapidly erupted from the boy's bones. The bones began to explode as the body stretched.
The crackling sound like beans, and the sound of air surging in the chest and abdomen like a buffalo or a toad, are coming from the body. This is the sound of the internal energy being fully stretched.
He threw something with a hint of fire into the window next to him and knocked open the small wooden stick supporting the window. Qu Longjun was sitting on the wall not far from the window and heard the wooden window slam shut.
The cry of the tall knight was still heard in the dark night, and someone rushed towards him with his sword in hand, shouting: "Kill him!"
The young man crouched low and rushed forward. The man swung his sword downwards, and the young man's sword swung upwards. The two figures intertwined. The charging man fell to the ground, kicked up dust, and his thighs were split open.
At the same time, it seemed that someone on the other side of the house broke open the window and jumped out.
There was an explosion. Qu Longjun, who was sitting by the wall, was dazzled. His ears were buzzing and the world was spinning. The things the young man threw into the room exploded. In the blurred field of vision, she saw a figure in the room.
There was a rush in the yard, Mao Hai rushed forward, Huang Jianfei rushed forward, Huangshan's voice shouted something from behind the house, the house was collapsing, tiles fell down, and with the boy's wave, someone was hit with a knife in the chest
, fell from the roof in front of Qu Longjun.
"Ah..." She also cried and struggled a few times to try to get up, but always fell down staggeringly. Wen Shoubin ran over from the chaos, helped her and was about to escape, and the young man's figure appeared in front of her.
Running at high speed in the courtyard, a knight who intercepted him had his calf cut open again, and rolled around not far away in the courtyard with his bleeding leg.
Wen Shoubin and Qu Longjun ran towards the courtyard gate, and only halfway through, Yan Ying had already approached the courtyard gate. At this time, he fell to the ground with a sound of "ah--", and there were already wounds on his thighs.
He was hit by a flying knife. Qu Longjun's head and vision were a little clearer at this moment. He and Wen Shoubin turned around and saw the young man standing by the wooden shed that served as the kitchen, chopping up a knight.
He fell to the ground and said, "None of you can get out today."
Four knights had fallen in the courtyard at this time, plus Yan Ying, plus the five people in the room who might have been killed by the explosion. Only eight of the original eighteen people in the courtyard were intact, and Huang Nanzhong and Huang Nanzhong were excluded.
Between father and daughter, the only ones who could fight with swords were five people led by Huang Jianfei and Mao Hai.
This young man cut down four people in the blink of an eye. How long would it take to kill the remaining five people? But since he was so skilled in martial arts, why did he save people in the first place? Qu Longjun's mind was filled with confusion.
Over there, Huang Nazhong stretched out his fingers and stamped his feet under the eaves, shouting: "Young man, you are still stubborn and helping the tyrants to do evil. Have all the things I said today been in vain?"
In the yard, Mao Hai approached Huang Jianfei and others with a knife, and whispered: "Be careful, be careful, this is someone who has been on the battlefield...the Chinese Army..." He had just exchanged three swords with the young man in a hurry, and there were already wounds on his arms.
Having been cut open, I just felt it was unbelievable. I wanted to say that the Chinese army actually let such young people go to the battlefield, but I couldn't say it after all.
Sweat was pouring out from the foreheads of the two people next to them. In just a short moment, the young man was running around killing people, his sword wind was as sharp as a cheetah biting people, and the reaction of everyone was even a little bit unable to keep up. At this time, while Huang Nanzhong was talking, they hurriedly gathered together
They formed a formation together, but saw that the young man waved his knife, his arm drooped, and he was hit by an unknown knife on his left shoulder. Blood was flowing out, but he seemed not to feel anything, his eyes were clear and indifferent.
"What you said today is very good. I originally regarded you as Han people and thought you could still be saved. But after today, in my eyes, you are no different from Jurchens!" He originally had a handsome appearance and kind features, but he couldn't.
At this moment, his eyes were full of indifference towards the enemy, which was frightening.
"Kill him -" The dust spread in the yard. After the explosion just now, it was only a matter of time before the Chinese army came here. The one who suddenly shouted was the young man who was still in the room when he threw the grenade.
Huang Shan was knocked out of the window on the other side. He seemed to be straightforward, but in fact he was thoughtful. At this moment, he rushed over from the side and behind. The young man retreated and broke the boards and columns behind the wooden shed, causing the entire shed to collapse.
Come down.
Just listen to the young man's voice: "Huangshan, I told you not to make trouble, otherwise I will beat you to death with my own hands, but you just don't listen!"
As soon as the voice fell, a stone flew towards Huang Nazhong in the darkness behind the shack. Huang Jianfei, who was always guarding the side, smashed it open with a knife. Then he saw the young man suddenly rushing out of the darkness. He charged at high speed along the direction of the courtyard wall.
Mao Hai and others surrounded him.
The man who bore the brunt was facing the young man in a blink of an eye. Both of their swords were slashed in the air, but the warrior was so frightened that he lost his balance and fell to the ground. The young man also slashed the air with his sword and rushed over, finally crawling away.
Yan Ying came to the door with a knife on his buttocks. Yan Ying screamed and blood gushed out from his buttocks. He wanted to get up and open the door, but he couldn't get up, so he lay on the ground crying.
Huangshan, Mao Hai and the other two warriors ran after the young man. The young man crossed a semicircle and came towards Wen Shoubin and his daughter. Qu Longjun curled up and cried, Wen Shoubin also cried: "
Don't come here, I'm a good person..." Suddenly he was pushed by the young man and staggered back, crashing directly into the charging Huang Shan and others. In the dimness, the figures were chaotic and intertwined, and the sound of knives intersecting was heard.
Wen Shoubin screamed to the end in the light of the sword. A warrior was chopped down, and the fierce-looking Mao Hai's body was knocked up and fell to the ground. He was stabbed in the side and half of his body was covered with blood. The young man drove at high speed
Huang Jianfei and Huang Nazhong rushed over there, and they fought with Huang Jianfei twice. When they were short, they pulled Huang Jianfei's calf and rolled over from the ground, kicking Huang Nazhong over.
Huang Jianfei fell to the ground, and while shouting, he kicked his feet violently, knocking down another pillar under the eaves, and there was another collapse. At this time, the three of them had fallen to the ground, and Huang Jianfei rolled and tried to go
After slashing the young man, the young man also rolled flexibly, directly over Huang Nanzhong's body, causing Huang Jianfei to throw a rat weapon. Huang Nanzhong's hands and feet kicked wildly, sometimes hitting the young man, sometimes kicking Huang Jianfei, but he had no strength.
The dark courtyard, the chaotic scene. The young man pulled Huang Nazhong up by his hair. Huang Jianfei tried to rescue him, but the young man exchanged knives with him through Huang Nazhong. Then he grabbed the old man's ears and dragged him with Huang Jianfei in the yard.
The fight continued. In the blink of an eye, there were several bloodstains on the old man's body. Then his ear was torn off, and the other ear was grabbed. His screams echoed in the night sky.
Qu Longjun looked at Wen Shoubin who was lying in a pool of blood. He was stunned and at a loss. She shrunk her body. A knight in the yard ran away. Huangshan's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed her.
, pushing towards the fighting scene surrounding Huang Nanzhong over there.
"Ah..." Qu Longjun cried, and Huang Nazhong also cried. The cries of the old man and the girl merged together, and then they became part of the chaos. Huangshan used the girl as a cover and moved towards the young man with his knife.
The light danced wildly in the night, fighting hard. Suddenly, Qu Longjun's body shook and fell to the ground forward.
On the gray ground not far away, some people were struggling and screaming, and some were still crawling forward with blood. Wen Shoubin opened his eyes, and there was no sound under the gray sky. Later, Huang Jianfei also fell in the fight, and his name was
The strong man named Huangshan was knocked down and chopped up in the ruins of the room...
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In the early morning, when the sky was darkest, someone rushed out of this small courtyard on Pingrong Road in the south of Chengdu. This was the last surviving knight. He had lost his courage and no longer had the courage to fight. Near the threshold, from behind
Yan Ying, covered in blood, crawled out with difficulty. He knew that the Chinese army would come over soon. At this moment, it was impossible for him to escape, but he hoped to stay away from the young man who suddenly killed someone in the yard.
Ning Ji chopped Huangshan down in the ruins of the room. There were corpses and injuries all over the ground inside and outside the courtyard. His eyes stayed on Yan Ying at the entrance of the courtyard for two seconds, and also on Qu Longjun and others on the ground.
Stay.
All the wounded in the room had been buried. Even if they survived the grenade explosion, they were probably killed by the collapsed house. He walked towards the ruins, feeling the things under his feet, and at a certain moment, he tore them apart.
Tile pulled out the medicine box from a pile of debris and sat down.
He was also injured and tired, and needed bandaging and rest, but for a while, he didn't have the strength to do anything.
At this time, he saw the bodies of Qin Gang and Chen Wei buried in the rubble nearby.
"Come for revenge, you idiot..." he cursed.
It was not yet dawn. It was also a long night for him.
Although he was a little excited when he saw an enemy coming at first, for him, even though he was good at killing, his parents' teachings never allowed him to indulge in killing. When things really turned out to be something in front of him, he couldn't help it.
Depending on his own temperament, he has to carefully distinguish who is a good guy and who is a bad guy, and who should be killed and who should not be killed.
Speaking of which, apart from the private peeping in the past two months, this was the first time he had truly faced these Han enemies.
When things come to a close, what do they think? Are they excusable? Can they be persuaded and communicated with?
After all, can they really deny such obvious truths so confidently when facing outsiders? Can people who can't defeat the Jurchens still have so many various reasons? Don't they feel ashamed?
?
If they were even half ashamed, maybe they could be persuaded to join the good guys? After all, they couldn't defeat the Jurchens at all at first, but now there are people who can defeat the Jurchens, and life here is pretty good, so they should
Join us...
He had been holding these many thoughts in his mind for more than two months, and he actually wanted to express them. However, what Huang Nazhong, Yan Ying and others said made him feel incredible.
While observing the strength of everyone in the yard, he had been thinking about this matter. In the end, he finally figured it out. That was something his father would occasionally say before:
——Revolution is not a dinner party.
If everyone in the world can really be persuaded by words, then why do they need swords and guns?
After he figured this out, the doubts he had been having for two months suddenly became clear. Since they are enemies, whether they are Jurchens or Hans, they are the same. The difference between good guys and bad guys may be the same everywhere.
He sat in the rubble, feeling the injuries on his body. He was supposed to start bandaging them, but he seemed to have forgotten something. This emotion made him sit for a while, and then he came out of the rubble.
Qu Longjun fell to the ground and was stabbed twice in the back. He looked at this "little bitch" who had been peeping for two months and was confused as to whether she should be considered a good person or a bad person.
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He squatted down and opened the medicine box...
…
In a daze, someone seemed to call her, but that was not her name, it was an extremely confusing title.
"Little bitch," the voice said, "...you look like a dead fish."
…
Ye opened her eyes.
A slight morning mist has rolled up from the sky, and the dawn of July 21 is about to arrive in Chengdu.
Yao Shubin and others were sitting under the big tree in front of the temple to rest; in prison, the wounded martial arts master Wang Xiangfo was wrapped into a rice dumpling; Du Sha was sitting on the high wall looking at the dawn in the east; temporary command
People in the ministry yawned and drank another cup of hot tea; people living on Yingbin Road began to yawn.
A group of members of the Chinese Army caught the fleeing knights and arrived at the ruined small courtyard. Then they saw the wounded man who had been stabbed on the buttocks and wailing softly. The young military doctor stuck his head out and shouted: "Help save people!"
I'm bleeding to death..." This was also the scene throughout the night.
In countless corners, countless dust rises and falls in the wind, forming this hustle and bustle.
The city will usher in new vitality during the day. This long and chaotic night is about to pass...