Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

Ao Ran fell into a dark sleep and didn't have any dreams. He thought that he would be haunted by nightmares after killing so many people, but he didn't want to sleep so deeply. It should be around noon, and today’s sky is definitely the clearest day since this period of time. The sun is bright and cloudless.

Ao Ran stretched his waist, and felt that his energy had recovered, but his head was still a little heavy, and the bones in his body creaked, feeling refreshed and painful, which made him grin his teeth.Before the big battle, he was injured because of chasing the man in black. He hadn't healed yet, and he fought one after another.

Stretching is the easiest way to refresh yourself, and there is a sense of refreshment after every session.

Standing in the yard and feeling the sunlight for a few more minutes, Ao Ran went back to the house and poured a pot of tea. I don't know how long it has been. Let it be cold, and the mouth of a bitter person is astringent.

Taking a breath, Ao Ran turned her head, but saw the sword hanging on the wall again, and couldn't help taking it down. The bloody sword had already been wiped clean, but there were still some dark red traces hidden in the lines of the hilt. Then he shook it, the tiger's mouth on his right hand hurt a little, I remember that there were several openings at that time, the blood stained the hilt of the sword red, someone wrapped a gauze around his hand, the tearing pain, now Only a little pain remained.The biggest advantage of being in Jing's family is that the treatment is timely, there is a steady stream of high-quality medicinal materials, and all kinds of skin injuries can be healed in just a few days.After pulling two sword flowers, Ao Ran felt that he could fight again.

But thinking of the people who kept rushing up and couldn't kill them all, and the suffering of extreme exhaustion and pain, I couldn't help shivering again, and felt that it was better to forget it, and let it go again in this life. I don't want to encounter such a scene.

But after thinking about it again, he couldn't help but give a wry smile, he might not be able to hide in the short term.

Feeling melancholy, my stomach growled a few times, and then I realized that I was very hungry, and went out of the house. After thinking about it, Ao Ran turned around and prepared to go to Yan Fengge's house to have a look.

Pushing open the door and entering, there was an empty space. At this point, Yan Fengge was really not there. I don't know where to go to practice sword skills.

It was quiet all around, no one came or went, Ao Ran couldn't help but think to himself, maybe he slept too long and woke up too late?

After entering Jingzi's room, listening to the voices, he realized that it was not him who got up late, but everyone was still asleep. Seeing that this guy was sleeping like a pig, Ao Ran decided not to bother him.Jing Fan, who is an early riser like Yan Fengge, was already sitting in front of the case to process letters. Seeing Ao Ran push the door in, Jing Fan raised his head, said something to wake up, and then turned his eyes back to the letter in his hand. up.

Ao Ran ignored him, and walked in very consciously, "Is it time for dinner? You're so hungry, why are you so hungry?"

Jing Fan glanced at him, and said calmly, "Of course I'm hungry, and I've slept for nearly ten hours."

"So long?" Ao Ran was shocked, "So it's been almost a whole day? I've slept for so long?"

Rubbing her flat stomach, she couldn't help but sigh, no wonder she was so hungry.

Sighing and sighing, he said again, "Jing Zi can sleep better than me, if he continues to sleep, he will really sleep for a whole day and night."

Jing Fan didn't raise his head, "Sit there and wait, the food will be delivered in a while."

Ao Ran nodded in satisfaction.

The lunch was really sumptuous, full of color, aroma and taste. I think the cook should be the most energetic person now. He guessed that in order to reward everyone, he used all his strength so that everyone could eat and drink well.

When it was time for dinner, Yan Fengge also came back, the three of them didn't eat two bites, Jing Zi and Jing Xiang also came over following the scent, when the two of them saw the food, their eyeballs were rounded, obviously starving, almost Personally, I couldn't restrain myself from eating several bowls of rice, and I didn't feel full until I finished eating.

Clutching his stomach, he spread it out on the chair, not wanting to move.

Jing Zi let out a breath, and said slowly, "I've never been so tired, this is the first time I've slept for so long."

Jing Xiang also nodded, she is a girl after all, this battle made her feel sympathetic, she lost a lot of weight, and her whole body was also tired, her eyes were still slightly wet, "Brother, will you still be like this in the future?" When will these days end? Many people have died, Alan, Xiaoqing, Uncle Dajian, all dead.”

These are people who are familiar with Jing Xiang, as if they talked, ate together, and fought side by side yesterday, but today they are separated by life and death, separated by heaven and earth.

Her crying voice brought up images that I didn't want to recall in my mind, those bright red blood, those clansmen who fell down with unwillingness and nostalgia, obviously wanted to pretend to have passed, but I didn't remember, but in an instant Recalling it clearly, every picture seems to slow down, frame by frame, and several people are silent.

Jing Zi stopped rubbing her stomach at some point, she seemed to be shaking uncontrollably, her shoulders were shaking, and the crying that was suppressed in her throat was even more uncomfortable, her eyes were as red as if dyed.

The atmosphere of mourning was as heavy as a huge boulder, and several people couldn't breathe under the pressure.

Ao Ran has always felt that he is not a sentimental person, let alone this world of books, but he cannot deny that he has fully integrated into it. Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, life and death can all arouse his most real emotions, sourness and tears cannot be contained.

Yan Fengge's mood was always cold, but his eyes were also deep, and there was a lot of sadness in those dark eyes.

It was bright and sunny outside, but it was chilly inside.

After a long time, Jing Fan put his hand on Jing Xiang's head, and said slowly, "Soon, soon, brother will give you the same life as before, so that you will be safe and worry-free."

Jing Xiang suppressed tears and nodded.

After eating, the few people didn’t want to rest anymore, they just wanted to do something to pass the time, the outside was still a mess, there was a lot of wear and tear, a lot of things needed to be replenished, and the funerals of those who died couldn’t be held one by one, so now they can only pull back On the mountain, they were all buried on the ancestral graves. I heard that Jing Weihua had ordered that in the afternoon there would be a simple ceremony to commemorate these people.

There will be a make-up one in the future, and there will be no missing links at that time.

This war has really scared many people. There are still ordinary people who come out to have a look around on weekdays. Now they are all hiding at home, and the whole street is empty. meaning.

These common people are also in panic all day long, although they are safe and sound, but who knows how long it will take for the flames of war to catch them, whether it is the Jing family or the Chen family, they just want to live their lives.

Ao Ran and the others carried weapons and packed up the wreckage, their faces were scarred and shocking.

Jing Zi had lingering fears in his heart, "The Chen family won't come again these few days, right? They have suffered a lot, so they should take a rest for the time being, right?"