995 Escape for life, no time to talk about life and ideals
Although Feng Qingchen has no martial arts skills, close combat is her strength. In addition, the gun in her hand is also convenient for shooting at close range. After the three-person team entered the siege, the most fallen corpses around them were actually Feng Qingchen's.
dust.
"I don't see, you are still useful." Zuo An praised Feng Qingchen with his fists and kicks while not forgetting to use his fists and kicks to deal with the soldiers who were close to him.
There was no way, Uncle Zuo was in a bad mood, and he found that he was not as good as a woman, which made him even more depressed.
Regardless of whether Zuo An could see it or not, Feng Qingchen still gave Zuo An a roll of his eyes. He just happened to find out that a soldier was planning to sneak attack Zuo An from behind. Feng Qingchen knew that Zuo An could avoid it, but in order to disgust him, he still gave Zuo An a look.
A soldier shoots.
Bang... The gunshot rang out and the bullet went straight into the center of the eyebrow. The soldier's hand that raised the knife paused. When Zuo An turned around, he saw the soldier falling to the ground. Zuo An became depressed and said to Feng Qingchen: "Feng Qingchen, who told you to kill me?"
people."
"What about yours? Since when did you have a special relationship with him? How come I didn't know." Feng Qingchen deliberately misinterpreted it and emphasized the word special.
"Feng Qingchen, what are you thinking? You are so terrible. What do you mean I have a special relationship with him?" Zuo An was angry and rushed to Feng Qingchen. As if to vent his anger, he cleared the people around Feng Qingchen.
A clean one.
When Feng Qingchen saw that someone was doing the job for him, he rudely ignored the soldiers close to him and shot directly at the cavalry and the people from the fire camp in the distance.
There were so many people and they were so dense. Even from a distance, Feng Qingchen could still shoot accurately, which was much faster than Zuo An and Jiuhuangshu.
However, Feng Qingchen has a fatal weakness, that is, the bullets are not unlimited, Kaka... Feng Qingchen fired again, but not a single bullet flew out.
"Hahaha, Feng Qingchen, you must be a coward." Zuo An was proud.
Although Feng Qingchen's hidden weapon is powerful, it is really not of much use when fighting against an expert. The disadvantage of changing bullets is too terrible, and it is more time-consuming than burning a thunderbolt.
"De Xing." Feng Qingchen was too lazy to pay attention to Zuo An and unloaded the spent magazine.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting." Uncle Nine Emperors remained silent. His words reminded Zuo An and Feng Qingchen that they had to get out of the way.
"Okay, cover me and I'll put on new bullets." Feng Qingchen also knew that what Jiuhuangshu and Zuoan had done before should have taken effect. In order not to be blown to pieces, Feng Qingchen did not dare to stop for a long time.
But it is necessary to replace it with a new magazine of bullets.
"Okay." Uncle Nine Emperors moved closer to Feng Qingchen, originally wanting to protect her in his arms, but Feng Qingchen made a quicker choice and went back to back with Uncle Nine Emperors. Occasionally, soldiers came to kill her.
Even without a gun, he took action himself.
It's good that she is a woman, but on the battlefield, the opponent will not show mercy just because she is a woman, so she must have the ability to protect herself.
Changing bullets does not take much time. After Uncle Nine Emperors knocked down six soldiers, Feng Qingchen loaded the magazine with a click: "That's it."
"Left Bank, let's go!"
With a whooshing sound, a ray of silver light flew out of Uncle Nine Emperor's sleeves, and then he saw a similar silver thread flying out of Zuo An's sleeve.
This time, the generals sent by the emperor reacted quickly and immediately ordered: "Archers, prepare, don't let Uncle Nine Emperors escape."
However, no matter how fast his reaction was, he was still one step too slow. Uncle Jiuhuang picked up Feng Qingchen, put his toes on the spot, and flew up. At this time, the silver light flying out of Uncle Jiuhuang's sleeves also made a snap.
, hit the mountain wall.
"Quick, shoot." The general ordered ruthlessly, not caring whether he would shoot his own men.
Whoosh... The sharp arrows in the sky were shot towards Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen. They saw that the arrows were about to hit their backs, but at this moment, a loud explosion sounded, suppressing all the sounds.
Come down...
Heat waves surged in, flames surged up, engulfing everything in an instant, changing the landscape of the battlefield in a snap.
Just now, all the soldiers had surrounded Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen, but in a second they were at the center of the explosion. They were blown away from east to west, with their limbs and arms broken, and they flew into the sky, screaming in agony.
"Run, run." I don't know who shouted, and the whole battlefield was in chaos. The soldiers huddled together and pushed each other. In the thick smoke, they could no longer tell the difference between south, south, north, and west. They were running back and forth.
As a result, most of them were knocked around and were not killed by the gunpowder, but were burned by the heat wave.
Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen had already jumped away from the explosion, standing in a safe area, looking at the hell on earth with flames soaring into the sky. Feng Qingchen was stunned on the spot, in a trance, and his eyes were unfocused, as if they were looking through the smoke.
a world...
She seemed to have returned to the battlefield she was once familiar with, the era when smoke was rising, airdrops and bombs were flying, the era when someone could fall at any time, the era when you couldn't be emotional towards the people around you, because... you don't know what's next.
Seconds, will that person die?
I don't know what I thought of, tears slid down the corners of my eyes, and it was cold and cold, but Feng Qingchen didn't notice it.
"Qingchen, what's wrong with you?" Uncle Jiuhuang asked worriedly because he was crying.
"Why start a war?" Feng Qingchen's eyes were dull and her voice was filled with sadness. She didn't hear what Uncle Nine Emperors said at all, she just asked a question that she never got an answer to.
Why, why start a war? If humans can't live in peace with each other, then with whom can humans live in peace?
Why does there have to be a war? Why do so many people die because of the war?
Uncle Jiuhuang looked at Feng Qingchen with a puzzled look on his face, wondering why she asked this question. Seeing Feng Qingchen looking at him blankly, Uncle Jiuhuang thought seriously for a moment and replied: "Destroy and then build, war is for
The prosperous times that follow.”
He may not believe this answer himself. He rather believes that war is to satisfy people's desire for power. No matter what the reason for fighting is, it is ultimately to establish a new political power.
"Really? Breaking and then standing, I understand." Feng Qingchen had come back to his senses at this time and reached out to touch the tears from his eyes. There was no longer the confusion and emptiness in his eyes.
After giving Uncle Nine Emperors a deep look, Feng Qingchen looked away with a smile. She knew that Uncle Nine Emperors didn't believe it either, and that the war was launched for the sake of peace.
She remembered that someone once told her that war is the plunder of power by those in power. No matter what the reason for starting a war, ordinary soldiers will always be sacrificed in the end, and those with power will benefit.
There are some things that everyone knows in their hearts, but they cannot be put on the surface. The reasons on the surface must be high-sounding.
Uncle Nine Emperors looked at Feng Qingchen and seemed to understand what Feng Qingchen was thinking. The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing...
This made Zuo An depressed. The opponent had already formed an army to kill them. Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen didn't take the opportunity to leave. Instead, they stood there in a daze. Are they crazy...
The two of you were so angry that you cursed: "What are you two doing? Are you discussing these useless things at this critical moment of life and death? Have you forgotten that we are running for our lives now?"
Big brother and big sister, they are currently on the run in Dongling. They have no time to talk about life and ideals...