Our whole class has traveled through time

A quarter of an hour later, everyone was carrying a high-pressure bucket on their backs.

Everyone stood in a row and listened to Qian Xiaoxiao's instructions.

We still divide the teams as before, with Hai Da leading one team and Qian Xiaoxiao leading another team.

Everyone was given a few arrows to use for lighting fires.

Except for Shen Hao and Murong Mu, no one else here has ever used arrows, so they need to be separated, one to go to the other team, otherwise they will just put out the gasoline and no one will light the fire.

When ready, everyone set off towards their assigned location.

They slowly approached the enemy. The maximum range of this high-voltage lithium battery water gun was only about [-] meters, so they had to go to a distance of about [-] meters to spray.

Injection needs to be fast, and ignition needs to be fast.

The crowd slowly approached and formed a circle around them.

As long as Qian Xiaoxiao blows the whistle, everyone will launch spray guns and shoot at them.

At this time, everyone in the enemy army was lazy and did not notice them at all.

Qian Xiaoxiao guessed that he was either really afraid of them, or he was waiting for some instructions.

No matter what his reason was, once he came to the inner city, he couldn't even think about leaving.

With a crisp whistle, the enemy troops immediately went on alert.

It was too late. By the time they reacted, there were ten or twenty spray-like water jets fired at the team.

"what is this?"

"It seems to be the same smell as in the valley before."

"No, everyone, please leave this place quickly."

"Hmph, you want to leave? It's too late." Shen Hao lit the scissors with gasoline strips stuck on them and shot them at them.

As the torches were fired, the team slowly started to burn.

Suddenly there were shouts and shouts in the team, and the whole team was completely in chaos.

The one who sprayed gasoline continued, and the one who fired the ignition didn't stop either.

Until [-] or [-] people were burned into a ball, everyone listened to the tragic screams and the honking of horses, and no one felt pity.

To be pitiful, how innocent are the people in the city? What's wrong with the child? If you can't even resist, what's the use of living?

Everyone slowly backed away until a bucket of gasoline was sprayed out.

The smell of burning was really unpleasant. Qian Xiaoxiao held the tree and vomited again and again. She felt that she never wanted to eat meat again in her life.

The students all stood and looked at the burned enemies below.

After all, it is a human life, and they cannot kill without blinking an eye. Everyone is very conflicted in their hearts. They hate them, but at the same time, they hope that they can come out of the dream alive, so that there will be no casualties.

After all, these soldiers were forced to do so and obeyed orders from above. However, the mistake was that they were in opposing positions.

If there hadn't been that scene at the North Gate, Qian Xiaoxiao might have used fire to scare them like he did in the valley before, but now that so many people have died, this is the hatred of the country and the family.

Qian Xiaoxiao warned himself not to be soft-hearted and not to have a holy mother's heart.

When they raised the butcher knife and swung it at them, these people were not worthy of pity.

"Teacher, did we win?" Chen Yuanyuan asked, wiping the sweat on her forehead.

"No, there are still in the southeast area. They are divided into four teams and are ready to annihilate us from the four city gates. They think too simply. Dogs in a hurry can jump over walls, let alone humans." Qian Xiaoxiao said to them Behavior is scornful.

So what if he conspired with the city lord?

If the people recognize him, he is an official. If the people don't recognize him, what can they do?

The people at the bottom of the mountain were burned and running around. Whether they could survive or not depended on their own abilities.

Qian Xiaoxiao didn't want to look anymore, so he turned around and said to everyone: "We have to go to the Southeast District quickly."

"Let's go, kill them all, and make them piss themselves off when they mention us. They won't dare to think about our big dream again." Chen Yue clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

So the group of people didn't even look at the "Burning People", and all carried their high-pressure barrels and headed for the nearest south district.

"Mom, give me your bucket." Murong Mu couldn't bear to see his mother struggling.

Mrs. Murong's ability to hold on for so long, walking such a long distance from night to morning to noon now, and having to carry heavy loads, was really her limit.

"Master, come here, slave. Come here, slave. Give it to slave." Zhu'er had already asked Madam to carry the bucket for her, but she saw that Zhu'er also carried one, so she didn't give it to her.

"It's okay, I can carry two of them." He said and removed the pain from his mother's back.

"Madam, why don't we take a break? You look so bad." Zhu'er was really worried.

"Mom, why don't you go later? We're still in the West District now. You go back to Qingsong Lane and wait for us."

Qian Xiaoxiao also heard what they said: "If you feel like you can't hold on, you can go back. Don't force it. Your health is important. If your health fails and you pass, you will cause trouble for everyone."

In fact, Shen Yueniang and Chen Yuanyuan are girls. I'm so tired, but...

They gritted their teeth secretly and did not leave.

"Well, I'll go back first. I really can't hold on anymore." Madam Murong felt like her eyes were spinning and her eyes were turning black. She couldn't hold on anymore even if she wanted to.

She tried her best to hold Murong Mu's hand and not let him go.

"Mom." Murong Mu stamped his feet anxiously.

Everyone looked at the mother and son.

In the end, Mrs. Murong gave up.

"Go well and come back well. If anything happens to you, my mother won't be alive. I'll tell you." Mrs. Murong said seriously.

"I'll be fine, Zhu'er, take mother back and don't linger on the street."

He said and left with everyone.

"Madam, let's go too, it's not safe outside." Zhu'er said, going to help Mrs. Murong.

"Well, okay, okay, let's go back. We won't cause trouble to everyone. Let's go back." She tried her best to stand up.

As soon as she got up, her eyes went dark and she fainted.

"Madam, Madam. Please wake up, don't be a slave." Zhu'er was frightened by the scene. She used all her strength to hold her up and prevent her from falling to the ground.

She was so anxious that she burst into tears. No one could be seen on the street.

"elder sister."

Zhu'er looked up and saw a dozen dirty children.

The same bunch of little beggars from before.

"You, why are you still here?" These little beggars were also there when Zhu'er and the others met Qian Xiaoxiao.

"Sister, we can help." The girl said.

"You are all so young, how can you help me?" Zhu'er looked at the lady who fainted in her arms and wanted to cry again.

"Sister, don't cry, we can really help you." A slightly older boy said.

"Why are you here?" Zhu'er remembered and asked.

"We were looking for the sister from before, so we came here, but we didn't see her, but we saw you." The girl said.

"Woooo... They all went to fight the enemy."

"Sister, sister, don't cry. Wherever you are going, we will take you there." The little girl gently patted Zhu'er on the shoulder.

"I want to go to Qingsong Lane, but..." She pointed to the fainted lady with a sad look on her face.

"Use that one." The boy pointed to the table next to them where others had previously set up a stall.

"Ah?" Zhu'er didn't react.

"We will help you carry it back. There are so many of us. Don't worry, we are strong." The boy patted his chest.