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The bang of a gunshot frightened the birds and beasts in the misty ridge. Strange screams were heard, and Guo Yi's drum-like sound rang out.

"Retreat, retreat! The baggage trains are also retreating and exiting the Misty Ridge! The forward troops follow me!"

"How come cats and dogs dare to sneak attack me! It's really boring! Be careful to hide, they have muskets! Use a heavy shield to block them!"

The exile team had long been accustomed to such scenes. They retreated in an orderly manner. The old, weak, women and children were the first to leave the Misty Ridge, followed by the baggage carts. Anyone who had the strength to help push the carts, even Xiaofan was tired. Breathless.

Xia Sanniang's face turned pale and she helped Pan Ying out of the Misty Ridge. Her hands were covered in blood and her whole body was shaking.

"You fool! Who told you to rush forward! Doctor... where is the doctor? Don't die, open your eyes and look at me..."

Soon someone laid a mat on the grass, and Pan Ying lay on it with her eyes closed, her head leaning on Xia Sanniang's arms, unconscious.

Wong Tai Sin ran over quickly and tore off Pan Ying's shirt. His waist was scratched by a fire blunderbuss. It looked bloody and bloody, but it was actually a skin injury.

Wong Tai Sin handled it with ease. Before Xia Sanniang finished crying, he had already bandaged the wound.

"Don't touch water these days, and avoid spicy and greasy food. Just let it rest for a few days and it will be fine."

There were still tears on Xia Sanniang's face, and she choked with sobs: "But why isn't he awake yet? Are you okay? Let Dr. Lan come and take a look."

Lansong and Xiaolanhua temporarily stayed in the village and were not in the exile team.

Huang Taixian rolled his eyes. He kicked Pan Ying and cursed: "It hurts a lot. Don't pretend to be dead. Don't smash my sign!"

Pan Ying finally woke up slowly. He weakly raised his hand, touched Xia Sanniang's beautiful face, and sighed: "I would be willing to die if I could see you cry for me. Sanniang, if I When I die, will you remember me?"

Xia Sanniang stood up suddenly, her eyes were red and her face was flushed. She was so angry that she wanted to beat Pan Ying, but when she saw the blood all over his body, she didn't know where to start.

"You... you are sick! Can this be a joke? If you die, I will find a more heroic and younger young man, and I will have fun every day! Without you, wouldn't I be able to Alive?"

"Even if I die, it has nothing to do with you. You don't need to save me! How old are you? If you do this kind of trick again, I...I will never pay attention to you again!"

Pan Ying quickly got up from the ground, a little at a loss.

When the gunfire rang out, he subconsciously stood in front of Sanniang without thinking too much. Seeing Sanniang so worried, he felt happy and fell into Sanniang's arms.

Pan Ying murmured, but didn't know how to coax Sanniang, so he could only stand there like a piece of wood.

"Brother Pan! We captured one alive. He seems to be the leader. Mr. Guo asked me to bring him out and give him to you for trial."

This voice saved Pan Ying's life. Pan Ying responded quickly and pulled the prisoner over.

The prisoner was short and stocky. He was tanned and shiny from floating on the sea all year round. There seemed to be dirt between his fingernails that could never be washed away. His mouth was full of yellow teeth, and his mouth exuded a foul odor.

When the middle-aged man saw this person, he rushed over and kicked him until the person was bruised and swollen. He was so tired that he had no strength, and then he reluctantly stopped.

"It's them! They must be here to explore the road, kill them...kill them..."

Seeing that the prisoner was still angry, Pan Ying was too lazy to care about such a trivial matter. After the middle-aged man had beaten him enough, he took out a dagger and made a gesture on the prisoner's face.

There was a swipe, blood splashed everywhere, and one ear fell to the ground.

The prisoner was so hurt that he was all energetic. He struggled violently and almost broke free from the rope. Pan Ying tightened the rope, patted the prisoner's face with a dagger, and said coldly:

"Tell me, who sent you here? And who is supporting you from behind? That poor place on Bulu Island can't produce muskets, let alone build big ships. How many of you have come..."

The prisoner jabbered and said something, and no one present could understand it.

Pan Ying drew some signs on the prisoner's neck with his dagger, and sighed: "It seems he doesn't know how to speak human words. Let's kill him."

The prisoner shook for a moment, and when he spoke again, he spoke in broken Jin dialect, stumbling over his words.

"You...you are so presumptuous! If you are wise, let me go...wait...when the general comes, you all have to die...go to hell...the general is mighty and majestic, and an army of tens of thousands...will crush him... Jin State... you ants, all die... die..."

The prisoner repeated these few sentences over and over again, but there was nothing new. He could only confirm that tens of thousands of people came to Buru Island and occupied Lianxing Port in one fell swoop.

There may be water bandits from other places rushing up from other ports, and the entire Lingnan has been turned into a pot of porridge.

Pan Ying threw the dagger to the middle-aged man, "Didn't you just yell about killing him for revenge? Do you dare to do it?"

The middle-aged man picked up the dagger, with a fierce look in his eyes, and nodded vigorously.

He thought of his father who died in front of his home, his mother who was stabbed to death while protecting her grandson, his wife who was hunted down and humiliated, and the fire that burned in the village.

His home is gone, what else can he not dare to do!

He was just a farmer, he had never killed anyone before, and he had no idea. The dagger stabbed crookedly into the softest abdomen, and the prisoner howled, but such an injury could not kill anyone.

The middle-aged man stabbed in with all his might, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere. He didn't know how many times he stabbed. When he stopped, the enemy had no breath, and he was covered in blood and his arms were numb. Lost consciousness.

Lin Yuan covered Ji Yunhuan's eyes and said calmly: "He is a bloody man. Let's take him up the mountain."

"A Tao, notify the four teams of A, B, C and D to put on their weapons and shields and line up in the Misty Ridge, ready to face the enemy at any time."

In such a calm sentence, Ji Yunhuan could hear the smell of bloodshed.

The vanguard team that came out to explore the road did not go back, and gunfire rang out in the Misty Ridge. The Bru people would definitely attack.

At noon, news came from Guo Yi, who was at the front.

Thousands of people have already entered Misty Ridge, preparing to attack Cangzhou from here. It is unknown how many people will follow.

Misty Ridge is when the poisonous gas is at its weakest, and the enemy must have figured out the situation. Even though the poisonous mist will cause some damage to the body, this is already the best time to take action.

Ji Yunhuan returned to the village, took stock of everything in the space, and made long-term plans.

Lin Yuan led the dragon team into the Misty Ridge first, acted as a vanguard, and fought with the enemy who broke in first.

"Brothers! Stop them! Cangzhou must not become the second Lingnan!"