The worst is the next cousin

"Dead?" Xu Qi rushed up from behind, squatted down, and checked the man's breath.

"Dead." Mao Xiaofei didn't need to look at Mao Xiaofei to see that it was a dead person. His face was covered with blood. After he fell down, he could see clearly that his chest was pierced by an arrow, and there was also a hole in his forehead. I don't know. What kind of hidden weapon passed through his head.It must have been the soldiers defending the city. In order not to affect morale, they did not dare to announce the death of the city lord, so they used a chair to support him.

Suddenly there was a violent vibration under his feet.

The ground tilted sharply, and Mao Xiaofei tried to stabilize his body by supporting the wet and slippery stone wall next to him.

"The city gate is open." Jin Chen called out.

The enemy army flooded into Yeyue City like a tide under the city gate.

"Go down! We need to find other troops in the city, the city lord, where the city lord lives, there should be soldiers..." Mao Xiaofei said uncertainly.

Even the city lord died because of defending the city. It is really hard to say whether there are other troops in this city.But there was no other way, Mao Xiaofei glanced at Ye Jintian, and Ye Jintian ordered to Jin Su: "Clear the way, go down immediately, find Xun Chi, he can first ride his wild animal to rescue soldiers."

The city was in chaos. After the city was broken, the enemy army drove straight in, and the doors of every house were opened. The enemies who wore leather armor, had feathers on their heads, and wore combat boots encountered negligible resistance.Farm tools such as hoes and sickles, when confronted with well-trained soldiers, have a disastrous end.

The screams of old people, children, and women shook the sky, and the torches lined up like a bright dragon rushed into the city, quickly occupying the streets and alleys.

"Xun Chi!" After getting down the city wall, Mao Xiaofei saw Xun Chi who was still waiting downstairs, riding on Fat Lang God, fighting with the soldiers who had just entered the city.

"Here!" With a look of joy on his brows, Xun Chi exerted strength in his hands, and the whip passed by, breaking the neck of one person. The bloody head flew into the crowd, and the whip swept across dozens of soldiers who surrounded him. .

Xun Chi lowered his body, raised the fat man's wide bull ears and said a few words, the animal jumped up, fell down again, and stood firmly in front of the crowd.

"Riding on Fat Langshen, go find any troops in the city! Make good use of your new mount!" Mao Xiaofei roared hoarsely, and waved his hand outward, signaling him to go now.

A moment later, the roar of a beast like thunder made the soldiers stop what they were doing for a while.They had never heard such a roar of a beast before, and they didn't know what it was. Some even thought it was an approaching thunderstorm.

It was the middle of winter and there were no thunderstorms at all.

After reacting, those soldiers used the spears in their hands to open the doors of each house, and dragged the old people, children, men and women out of the house.

Mao Xiaofei waved the heavy hatchet in his hand. He had never killed anyone before, and he fought all the way in the chaotic battlefield without killing a single person.

The ear-piercing screams could not stop piercing into his ears, Mao Xiaofei pushed the nearest soldier away with a machete in his hand, and kicked him out.His strength was much stronger than before, and he used all his strength to slap a soldier until he vomited blood.

Although I can't understand what the people here are saying, screaming and crying are the same.

Not far away, a woman's clothes were torn off, her hair was disheveled, and her snow-covered skin seemed to glow in the night. The woman struggled to escape, but was dragged to the ground by her hair.

Immediately a soldier hunched over her like the wildest pig.

The soldier's neck felt cold, and suddenly he felt a strong force lift him up, and then he lost consciousness in severe pain.

Mao Xiaofei panted heavily, and pulled the hatchet out of the wound of the soldier whose neck had been broken in half.He had a splitting headache and his eyes were bloodshot.

The woman quickly gathered her clothes tightly and hid behind the door trembling all over.

Hot blood spattered into Mao Xiaofei's neck, and his entire side neck and ears were completely dazed by this blow.

Turning around, I saw a man's beheaded head rolling on the ground. The soldier who cut off the head squatted down, moved away, and chased after the still rolling head. Grab the hair and lift the head up.The soldier licked his lips and sliced ​​off the flat nose on that face.

Suddenly, a blood hole appeared on that plain face.

The violent churning in his stomach stimulated Mao Xiaofei, he vomited it out with a wow, and vomited up his dinner.Just as Mao Xiaofei was leaning on a wooden stake to vomit, a black shadow was cast on the ground.

Mao Xiaofei didn't even look at it, and just hit the knife with his backhand.

Beads of blood splashed out.

Mao Xiaofei's heart was hot, and an indescribable impulse stimulated the veins on his forehead to bulge, and his temples throbbed.

"Mao Xiaofei!" An angry shout brought Mao Xiaofei back to his senses. It was Ye Jintian, who was holding the Shutong in one hand, and with the other he raised the sword and cut off the enemy's head.

Mao Xiaofei trembled all over, gritted his teeth and shouted, and rushed forward.If he still regarded these people as human beings before, Mao Xiaofei was filled with anger after witnessing them attacking the common people.His palms felt wet, his whole hand was stained red with blood, the tiger's mouth was split open, the severe pain and dull numbness made Mao Xiaofei want to cry.

The sight of old people and children made him unable to react other than rushing forward.

After killing in the middle of the night, Mao Xiaofei and the others transferred some civilians to the temple and used the temple as their base to guard the gate of the temple to prevent the ferocious enemy troops from entering.

The soldiers couldn't get in, and they were afraid of the martial arts of this group of people, so they simply retreated, bypassed the temple, burned, killed and looted other streets.

in the temple.

The women had rested enough, set up pots, and cooked porridge in the yard.

Suppressed sobs came from time to time, and Mao Xiaofei, whose face was covered in blood, just entered, was shocked by what he saw.There were at least a thousand people gathered in the open space. Some of them wore silk, some wore linen, some women obviously wore men's robes, and many of the men were shirtless.

The overly wide robes were dragged to the ground, and the women tucked the men's robes tightly with one hand to resist the wind and cold, and for the last bit of proud self-esteem.

"Hey, you're back." Bo Shanxi, with bloodstains on his face, came over and took the hatchet from Mao Xiaofei's hand.

Mao Xiaofei swayed for a moment.

He didn't feel tired at first, but at this moment he suddenly felt weak all over, and his knees couldn't support his body, and he fell forward.

Bo Shanxi helped him up, and teased, "Hey, I'd be happy if you were a big girl."

Mao Xiaofei woke up, stabilized his figure, and waved his hands: "I have no strength, thank you."

"Thank you, once you enter this door, you will be a family." Bo Shanxi spoke in a loud voice, and many life masters who were hiding in the temple heard it and looked up at him.The common people who couldn't understand Qing Xi's words were also spying on these foreigners secretly. They were blessed generals sent by heaven.

The porridge was ready, and the women gave it to Mao Xiaofei and the others first. Mao Xiaofei was a little stunned for a moment, but only then did he realize that the eyes of these surviving men and women in Yeyue City were all gratitude.

They have different languages ​​and cultures, but they have the same desire for life and fear of death.

Mao Xiaofei raised his bowl, and his companions also raised their bowls. One of the Jielin people, the old woman who asked Mao Xiaofei and the others for help, raised her hands, prostrated herself on the ground, and bowed to them.

For a while, all the people in Jielin bowed down devoutly, then sat up as usual, and took the porridge distributed by the women. There were not many bowls, and after one group used up, others would use it.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so Jin Su simply divided the temple's house, called the life masters, and asked them to convey it, and told everyone to move to the house.

"His grandfather, why did we run into everything, hey, brother, do you still have any wine?" Jin Chen slowly moved to Mao Xiaofei's side, and the two of them sat with their backs against the same big pillar.

Mao Xiaofei was so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open, and his head dozed off bit by bit. Hearing this, he rubbed his hands on his body for a long time before remembering that the bag was on his back. He untied it and took out the wine bag inside.

"Save your drink, there's not much left." Mao Xiaofei said in a sleepy voice. He crossed his arms and folded his arms into a ball. His body was covered with sweat and rain. He sat down at this moment, his whole body sore and sore that he never wanted to wake up again.

"Well, I'll just take a sip." Jin Chen carefully picked up the wine bag and took a sip, then let out a sound of admiration, "Good wine, it would be great if it had a big chicken leg."

Mao Xiaofei was taking a nap, but he smiled when he heard this: "Give me back the chicken legs? Give me a baked sweet potato and I'll be thankful."

There was silence for a while.

Mao Xiaofei suddenly turned his head, opened one eye, and asked Jin Chen: "I followed you here, do you regret it?"

"I don't regret it." Jin Chen chuckled, stretched his neck to search for Xu Qi's figure in the crowd, "I didn't follow here, and I couldn't know that idiot."

"Who?" Mao Xiaofei raised his head, and immediately understood who Jin Chen was talking about.Xu Qi is a decent and honest person, older than Jin Chen, and good at taking care of others, but I don't know if Jin Chen is just trying to have fun.But no matter what, it has nothing to do with Mao Xiaofei.He smiled, and said vaguely: "I'm going to sleep for a while, you just keep an eye on it, and wake me up at any time."

"You should rest, I think you can't even open your eyes, let alone hold a knife, why do you want to get such a heavy knife?"

"When I go back, I'll get a light and handy weapon." Mao Xiaofei was not tired, but now that he really rested and closed his eyes, his eyes were blood red.Those people he killed, those people killed by the enemy, those eyes that couldn't close their eyes, the blood holes on the dead people's faces that seemed to have no bottom.

"Brother, are you asleep?"

Mao Xiaofei shrank his neck to hide the involuntary trembling just now.

"What's the matter, say."

"Negotiate something with you."

"Tell you to tell."

"Can you give me that idiot wood? I won't ask you for the reward for this journey." Jin Chen's tone flickered, and he seemed very guilty and lacked confidence.

Mao Xiaofei couldn't help laughing.

"Which idiot are you talking about?"

"Which idiot is there? Among our group of people, who else is more stupid than him..."

"If you like it, take it, he's not mine." Mao Xiaofei turned over muttering, his whole body was cold, and he planned to just rest for a while, and get up after a while, otherwise I'm afraid he wouldn't want to get up again.Now that the whole body is drenched, there is no clothes to change, no fire to warm, and the weather is so cold that it is easy to catch wind and chill if you don't move for a long time.

"Brother, what you said! Don't go back on your word!"

"I don't regret it, but Jin Chen, don't bully Brother Xu, he is an honest man."

"I know." Jin Shen said happily, twitching her toes comfortably in her boots, biting her nails and snickering.

"Don't sit for too long, call me after a while, and you'll get up too when I get up, it's so cold, don't get sick." Mao Xiaofei muttered, neither uttering a word nor moving.He needs to rest, sleep or not.

In the wilderness, a long river flows down, and a beautifully woven bamboo basket can be vaguely seen in the white waves.The bamboo basket swayed up and down involuntarily in the water. Inside the basket was a small bright red quilt, and above the quilt was a baby's face.In the storm, the child still slept peacefully, as if he was not disturbed by the noise of the outside world at all.

It was obviously just a short nap, but when Jin Chen woke him up, Mao Xiaofei was as sleepy as if he had fallen asleep for a long time. He stared at him for a long while, before he heard what Jin Chen was yelling clearly: "The enemy is coming! Brother! Your hatchet!"

Mao Xiaofei got up quickly, grabbed his hatchet, supported his sore and heavy body, and led Jin Chen to fight out.