Roaming Collector

The Yellow Turban Army was unorganized, but they had a terrifying numerical advantage, especially when hundreds of Yellow Turban Army raided a village with only a few hundred people.

Seeing the Yellow Turban Army, most of the villagers chose to run away, but they were often surrounded by crowds and died without a whole body.A small number of villagers choose to hide in their homes. Those who hide well may escape a difficult situation. Those who hide poorly... There are also some villagers who see that there are people everywhere and cannot escape no matter how hard they try, they simply tear off a yellow scarf to tie them up. On the head, joined the ranks of the Yellow Turban Army.In the end, there were a few sporadic villagers who chose the same as Zhao Yu, wanting to rely on force to fight a bloody road, but they often fell on the way and fell in the huge flow of people.

Zhao Yu was an exception. She held a blood-stained long sword, carried her brother on her back, bit her lips tightly, and rushed forward step by step with difficulty. It also contains the picture of unyielding will.

The swordsmanship learned from Zhao Yun's hand is passable at this time, and it has played an unimaginable effect at this time. Every time five or six people are killed, the crowd around Zhao Yu will disperse, bypassing her, the killing god who is carrying a patient on her back. , looking for other targets, but it won't take long before those yellow scarf soldiers who don't know her skills will surround her again, and she will have to kill again.

That is to say, relying on the buffer time when the flow of people disperses, the delicate girl can get here in one breath while carrying her brother on her back.

However, the limit has been reached.

In other words, it may have already exceeded his own limit.

Zhao Yu is not Zhao Yun's kind of person who has practiced martial arts for many years. Her swordsmanship is only because she is curious about the second brother's ability. The tricks he secretly learned with his own understanding.

Without a strong physique and strong force, Zhao Yu, who is called a bug and not weaker than Huazhen's [Plate ribs and tendons]'s [Unparalleled] characteristic, is only stronger than ordinary people in terms of endurance. That's all, in the case of carrying his brother on his back, killing dozens of people with sword skills and rushing hundreds of meters, this record is already an unscrupulous miracle.

Jian Feng took away lives one after another, and he felt a burning sensation when he breathed, and the scene in front of him became more and more unstable and hazy.

Zhao Yu knew that he really couldn't hold on for long.

Another 6 or 7 people were killed, taking advantage of the yellow turban soldiers around him avoiding his gap like the god of plague, Zhao Yu panted heavily, forced himself not to show fatigue, stared hard, and blurred his vision cast into the distance.

There are not many Yellow Turban soldiers in the distance, and if there is less than a hundred meters away, they can break out of this damn encirclement, take their brother and jump out of the sky.

But the distance of [-] meters is undoubtedly a terrifying natural moat for Zhao Yu at this time.

The long sword in her hand became as heavy as ten thousand catties, and the earth seemed to have powerful magic power, tightly attached to her feet. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't take this simple step.

Endurance is exhausted, just standing with a sword is also supported by a strong will, let alone breaking out of the encirclement?

——Sorry, big brother, little sister is incompetent, unable to break through the encirclement with you, unable to save our lives; I'm sorry, second brother, I didn't protect my big brother well, and I didn't protect myself well.

——Father, mother, my eldest brother and I are here to see you. The hope of our Zhao family can only be left to the second elder brother to resist.

Various thoughts flickered in his mind. Zhao Yu, who had exhausted his stamina, could no longer hold on. The long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he staggered, almost falling to the ground.

puff!

The sound of sharp knives entering his body rang in his ears, and a hot liquid seemed to be sprayed on his face. The faint fishy smell and bright red color indicated that this was fresh human blood that had just gushed out from the blood vessels.

Got hit?Are you going to die?But why can't I feel pain?

Various thoughts flashed through his mind in a daze, and Zhao Yu managed to focus his sight, and the target was a pale, familiar arm that was mostly stained red with blood.That arm blocked the hatchet for her and saved her life.

"...Brother?"

That familiar arm, that pale complexion... She can be sure that that unique arm belongs to her elder brother, to the weak scholar who is sick and can't even get out of bed, to the weak scholar who is lying on her back, but because of her weakness , the eldest brother who is going to Huangquan with her.

However, it was such an arm that didn't even have the strength to bind a chicken, but it firmly blocked the hatchet, and used the bright red flesh and blood as a shield to protect his sister, and took a fatal blow for her sister.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough cough..."

There was a non-stop coughing sound coming from the ear, and Zhao Feng, who was seriously ill, had left the little sister's shoulders at some point.At this time, he couldn't even reply except for coughing, but his legs stood firmly on the ground like roots, and his arm was still firmly pressed against the sharp edge of the hatchet. His blood gushed out and flowed down his arms, staining most of his body red.

One hand blocked the little girl's attack, the other hand covered her mouth, and coughed non-stop. You could see traces of bright red through the gaps between her fingers, but Zhao Feng looked at the little girl with gentle eyes. , that look with caring, with a smile, with farewell and hope.

That is, the hope of life that he decided to burn some of his own in exchange for his only sister.

"—Brother!"

The pale arm, the pale elder brother, mixed with bright red blood and never-before-seen, gentle enough to melt everything in the eyes, the picture in front of him instantly awakened the girl who had already reached her limit, and instilled new vitality into the girl's body. The power brought the girl's eyes back into focus.

He took a step forward, stretched out his hands, and wanted to support his elder brother's body, but unexpectedly saw a resolute smile on his elder brother's face.

This may be the miracle of life, a seriously ill person who can't even get out of bed, at the last moment of his life, driven by his thoughts, turned his pale body into an unstoppable chariot, and with bright red Flesh and blood, broke a real blood-stained road for his little sister.

"Brother--!"

Taking heavy steps, he tried his best to stretch out his arms, but he couldn't catch his brother's skirt no matter what.

Tears were mixed with the bright red that still remained warm on his face, which belonged to the eldest brother, and his voice became hoarse and unpleasant due to the exhaustion of his physical strength.Following closely behind the elder brother, the girl chased after him with great difficulty, but she was powerless to stop the elder brother who had unleashed his full potential, unable to prevent the elder brother from drawing with life and blood the most dazzling moment in his life.

After rushing nearly a hundred meters, the bloody man who was running wildly fell down when there was no one in front of him. The moment he fell, he was already dead.

"--Do not!"

A shrill roar resounded through the sky, and the girl lay on her brother's disfigured corpse, crying heartbreakingly.

The girl immersed in sadness completely forgot her own environment, but she didn't know that several yellow scarf soldiers with various "odd weapons" had already set their sights on her, the only one who broke out of the siege, but did not continue to escape. living people far away.

The heart-piercing cries of the girl could not stop the Yellow Turban soldiers at all, and the rebellion was just for survival.

Several people wearing yellow scarves surrounded the girl, raised the "weapon" in their hands, poured all their strength, aimed at the girl's body, and smashed it down.