Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

????? The sun was glaring, Jing Xiao managed to open his eyes but was facing the bright white sun, the overexposure made his vision even more blurred, his face was flushed from being choked by the neck, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He was desperately enduring the pain of suffocation.However—these are nothing, the blood that continuously overflowed from his mouth was shocking, it stained his chin, wet his clothes, and stained the hand that was strangling his neck fiercely.

He felt that he was going to die, and the desire to live was so strong, but he knew that he couldn't grasp any hope.

Before a stick of incense, Jing Weihua and Jing Fan were still in their respective houses. The person who sent the letter was afraid that it would be too late, so they almost shouted all the way. The words "The Chen family is attacking again" shocked everyone for a moment. Including Ao Ran, they all came out in a hurry, and their expressions were a little more nervous.

Jing Fan and Jing Wenshan put down what they were doing when they heard that, and rushed out in a hurry. The situation was urgent, and they didn't bother to ask more questions.

However, when they got to the door, they saw a bloody scene, and the closest thing they could see was Jing Fengzhuo, lying on the ground with his chest sunken, one leg twisted into an unbelievable angle, obviously his bones were broken , a pair of eyes are still wide open, it seems that there is still disbelief—he will not die, and there is a pool of bright red blood flowing from his body, which is so shocking that people's heart suddenly tightens, and Jing Weihua's eyes instantly close famous.

Jing Weihua's seniority, be it Jing Fan or Jing Wenhe, are all separated from him by a long distance, only Jing Fengguo and Jing Fengzhuo's generation he watched grow up with his own eyes, especially Jing Fengzhuo's character He is the most kind, and has a very good character since he was a child. Even though his talent is not high, his behavior is very reassuring. He is tolerant and patient to the juniors, and respectful and polite to the elders. He has always been impartial, upright and fair, and the juniors all like him very much.

Now such a kind person has such a tragic death.

Jing Weihua only felt his heart hurt like a knife. Although Jing Fengzhuo was already a white-haired old man, he still had the feeling that a white-haired person gave a black-haired person.

However, Jing Fengzhuo's scene only made Jing Weihua's heart twist like a knife, and his eyes were red, but when he looked up at the top of the city, his feet staggered, his hands and feet were numb, and his head seemed to be held by a heavy hammer Hammering it hard, he instantly lost his ability to think, and his whole body was trembling.

Everyone in the Jing family was even more silent.

On the city tower, none of the Jing family could stand. They lay bloodied, lay on their stomachs, or hung on the top of the city with their hands hanging down, motionless—the whole army was wiped out.

Six elders, countless disciples.

Lie down, silent.

It was really annihilated.

The only one who seemed to be holding his breath was Jing Xiao who was being strangled and hung in mid-air, his breathing was so shallow that his chest seemed to no longer rise and fall.The blood fell drop by drop from his fingertips to the ground before the eyes of everyone in the Jing family. It seemed that his vitality was disappearing bit by bit, making people suffocate immediately.

Jing Weihua was short of breath, he felt a mouthful of blood rushing up from his chest, sprinting towards his throat and nasal cavity, his eyes turned black, but he knew he couldn't faint or fall at this moment, so he swallowed it abruptly.

It's a pity that his throat was irritated and he couldn't say a word for a while, his lips trembled for a while, but he couldn't make a sound.

However, before he could slow down, a figure moved from his side in an instant, then disappeared, and arrived on the tower in an instant. The speed was so fast that it was dizzying, and the five members of the Tang family at the top of the city opened their eyes wide.

Jing Fan didn't give them a chance to react, the dagger in his hand had already been unsheathed, pointing directly at Tang Shengyou who was pinching Jing Xiao's neck.

The sharp point of the sword flashed in front of Tang Shengyou's eyes, leaving only a brief light and shadow, and then the strong wind brought by the excessive speed of the sword blew the hair on his forehead, and Tang Shengyou's heart suddenly burst - this man is who?It was too fast, he couldn't stop it, and if he didn't hide, he might suffer disaster at the acupoint of his neck.

Without thinking about it, Tang Shengyou casually let go of the person he was pinching, and he didn't care whether he would fall off the zhang-high tower and be smashed to pieces—of course, it doesn't matter whether he falls or not, a person who has only one breath left can still alive?

He quickly leaned back, stepped on his toes, and immediately moved away.

And Jing Fan's sword was withdrawn quickly when he retreated, as if he didn't intend to stab him at all, it was just a feint.

While withdrawing the sword, Jing Fan grabbed Jing Xiao who was falling with one hand, and he also retreated. After a few dodges, he returned to Jing Weihua's side in an instant. Regardless of the five members of the Tang family who were still surprised, they didn't respond to anything. The members of the Jing family who came over only grabbed one elder and handed Jing Xiao to this person, "You still have some breath, take it back to the villa, and hand it to servant Jing, remember to take some medicine first."

The elder didn't turn his head around, but nodded his head in a daze, then turned and left.

For a while, both sides were a little silent.