After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1295 Who Are You?

She was breathing too fast, and the two of them gestured to her to keep quiet:

Don't make noise, don't make noise, don't attract the monster's attention!

Another defeated soldier hid in the corner and covered a child's mouth.

The longer it was quiet outside, the more nervous the three of them felt.

Soon, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the wall again, clattering, as if they were moving forward.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, God bless you!

However, before he could finish his thought, he suddenly heard a "puff" sound, and a gunshot came through the wall, first piercing through the two-inch thick wall, and then accurately piercing the temple of a fleeing soldier!
In left and out right, chiseled a hole through!

The man didn't say a word, but he kept staring with his eyes, and his body trembled a few times.

As soon as he loosened his grip, the woman who was being held hostage witnessed a murder at such a close distance for the first time and couldn't help but scream.

But the gun tip was immediately pulled out, and the dead man fell down half-spinning, and the red and white stuff sprayed out just splashed all over her head and face.

Another defeated soldier saw his companions being killed, shouted, and ran over the wall.

He also knew to run in the opposite direction of the horse's head.

However, just as he jumped onto the wall, a cold light flashed behind him and his head fell off.

When the third defeated soldier saw this scene, he was so frightened that his whole body froze and he couldn't even move.

Then, the god of death, whose whole body was burning with flames, supported the wall with one hand and jumped in.

This is the monster from hell!

The fleeing soldier wanted to grab the child and force him to retreat, but he was so scared that his hands were shaking like sieves.

The black-armored leader took another step forward, and the fleeing soldier suddenly let out an inhuman scream, and his whole body trembled.

Go limp.

"Ugh." The mirror clicked its tongue twice, "You scared me to death!"

He died of liver and gallbladder rupture.

It had experienced countless battles, both large and small, but it had only heard of this kind of death and never expected to see it with its own eyes one day.

It affirmed: "It is probably because of your fear formation."

He Lingchuan also smelled a foul odor:

The man was so frightened that he became incontinent before he died.

He didn't want to stay any longer, so he reached out and grabbed the child from the fleeing soldier, stuffed him into the woman's arms, then went out, mounted his horse, and galloped away.

Tonight is a night of killing. The streets and alleys of Shizhoutou are filled with the smell of blood. The doors of every household are closed and everyone is huddled in fear.

This kind of killing and bloodshed happened in Liuping just a month ago.

But this time it happened again in a different location, and the targets being hunted down were no longer the villagers of Liuping, but the army of Zhao Guangzhi who was wielding the butcher knife at the time!

Those who kill will always be killed.

I don't know how long it took before the chaos outside gradually subsided.

Looking at the East City Gate again, hundreds of defeated soldiers still forced their way out. I just hated my parents for not giving me two more legs.

Yang Meng led his men in pursuit for several miles before returning. As soon as he entered the city, he was shocked by the Shura field in front of him:
The streets and alleys were littered with corpses of the defeated soldiers.

The low spots on the ground were filled with blood; the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, making people want to vomit.

The black-armored knights patrolled back and forth on horseback, and if they found any hidden deserters, they would search them out and execute them on the spot; if they were not dead on the ground, they would also kill them.

There was blood splattered everywhere on the doors, windows, and walls. I wonder how much effort it would take to wipe it off.

Is this the result of dozens of people and a giant elephant?

Although Yang Meng knew that the Zhao army deserved to be killed for their cannibalism, the brutality of these black-armored cavalrymen still made his back shudder.

They treated the Zhao army like this, so what about Shi Zhoutou?
Yang Meng gripped the knife tightly, but felt his hand slipping. The cloth strip on the handle was soaked with blood or sweat, sticky and starchy.

At this time, the leader in black armor also appeared at the end of the long street and walked slowly towards the garrison.

The cavalrymen emerged from the dark alley one after another and gathered behind him like ghosts.

The closer they got, the more oppressive it felt.

The garrison troops behind Yang Meng couldn't help but take two steps back.

They fought several battles that night, each of which did not last long, but was thrilling. They ran back and forth for several miles. Everyone's face was covered in blood and they were panting. They looked at He Lingchuan and the black-armored cavalry with eyes full of disbelief.

Within ten hours, the black-armored leader helped them three times!

Donating 500 kilograms of grain is like providing timely assistance, once.

The design was to cause Liu Chengshou’s army to suffer from malaria twice.

Defeat the Ogre King Zhao Guangzhi three times.

If it weren’t for the divine man who descended from heaven, Shizhoutou would have been lost.

"You..." Yang Meng looked up at him, "Who are you?"

The opponent was outnumbered and won the victory easily. At this moment, in everyone's eyes, he looked majestic and mysterious, but not to be offended lightly.

Although he was shocked, he was still somewhat wary.

There is no good thing in this world without a reason. What does the other party want after repeatedly helping you?
The target is also Shizhoutou City, right?
Now that the battle is over and Zhao Guangzhi has been captured, what will these men in black armor do to him, the garrison, and the people of Shizhoutou?
But the man in front of him was several times stronger than Liu Chengshou and Zhao Guangzhi combined. The thought of confrontation in Yang Meng's heart was accompanied by a deep sense of powerlessness.

After leading the entire city, young and old, to hold on for more than half a month, he was also very tired.

Am I going to obey?
These people are even more brutal than the Zhao army, but they probably won’t eat people, right?

He was lost in thought when the leader in black armor raised his gun.

As soon as the tip of the gun moved, the garrison retreated two steps with a loud noise.

Whoever the gun was pointed at just now will die!

However, the tip of the gun was not pointed at them, but towards the east.

Everyone looked in the direction of the gun tip and saw several black-armored soldiers running towards them from the forest.

A man was being dragged behind the horse, tied up and staggering.

Although this man was covered in dust and looked embarrassed, Yang Meng and his men would not admit their mistake:
"Liu Chengshou!"

Upon learning that the Zhao army had been driven away, many brave civilians walked out of the streets and peeked around nearby, looking at the black-armored cavalry with curiosity and awe in their eyes. When they saw Liu Chengshou being dragged over, they rubbed their eyes hard to make sure they had seen it wrong.

Is it possible that this day will come for Liu Chengshou, who is usually high and mighty and bosses people around?

The black-armored leader finally spoke: "He belongs to you."

After hearing this, Yang Meng felt relieved. At least he was sure that the Black Armored Army had no intention of attacking him and would not raise their butcher knives like they did to Liu Chengshou and Zhao Guangzhi.

Liu Chengshou looked even more pale.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth opened wide and he couldn't utter a word.

It's over, it's over.

"How come he..." Liu Chengshou stared blankly without saying a word. Yang Meng felt something was wrong. After a closer look, he discovered the wound on the prisoner's neck.

This cut is so delicate.

He waved his hand, and several garrison soldiers stepped forward and dragged Liu Chengshou away like a chicken. Yang Meng clasped his fists to the black-armored leader in front of him:
"this……"

He Lingchuan did not answer.

Yang Meng could only ask: "...What's your name?"

The other party ignored him, and the wolf-head masked man beside him added: "We have captured another fifty or sixty of Liu Chengshou's men, and they will be sent to us soon."

(End of this chapter)