On the other side, Greek villagers who were fleeing desperately on the hillside were running in a panic, and the sound of horse hooves from behind had already scared most people. Obviously, the Venetians should have noticed that they had escaped from the tunnel they dug out temporarily. They were even more desperate to escape from this dangerous place as soon as possible. Before, Greek villagers had heard that the surrounding areas were hit by fish, but they did not expect that they would encounter this group of vicious people.

However, behind these scared villagers, a little boy kept looking back at the top of the mountain with tears in his eyes. He knew that since the Venetians had already reacted, it meant that Grandpa Vibius, who had always adopted him, should be in danger now. He didn't even see the last glance, and could only endure the heart-wrenching pain and escape from the village. This was the last entrusted by the old man to him. Little Peter wiped his tears and shook his lips hard to encourage himself to be firm. He said that he would lead everyone to leave here alive!

But just as they were getting closer and closer to the entrance of the village, the Greek villagers suddenly saw that there were a few Venetians riding war horses guarding here at some point. They were so scared that everyone stopped on the spot, trembling with despair in their eyes.

But just when everyone thought that the last way out was cut off and completely died without a burial place, the tender voice behind him suddenly rang out.

"Run, they haven't reacted yet, only a few people can't stop us!" The thin figure rushed out. Although he was very scared, the boy gritted his teeth threw a stone at the shocked Venetian, hit the horse's head, frightened, and then jumped up suddenly. Taking this opportunity, Peter rushed out of the village entrance to face the danger of being trampled by the horse's hooves. This scene undoubtedly greatly inspired other adult Greeks who had been afraid before. The villagers who rushed up suddenly scared the Venetians who were originally responsible for watching the wind at the entrance of the village. Seeing that there were many people on the other side, these light cavalry could only watch the Greeks escape and could not stop them. The long-awaited large troops on the mountain had no time to stop them at this time!

"Damn it! Stop them!" Mobis, who had a low expression, shouted sinisterly. Although he no longer roared like before, he could not tolerate seeing the Greeks in front of him escape like this.

"But Lord Mobis, they are almost running away!" said his subordinates. After all, their primary goal is to grab some food and leave instead of killing and setting fires. If they continue chasing, they are afraid that it will be a little bit worth the loss.

But Mobis directly interrupted his subordinates' persuasion and snorted coldly: "What can we do if we run far away? Can these old, weak, sick and disabled legs be faster than our four legs? Eliminate the roots, if so many people escape, our whereabouts will be exposed." Now killing these Greeks is not just to avoid hidden dangers, but for this man, it is more to hide his own faults. Lord Wenier said that he could not mess up anything he said!

With the thorns, the Venetian riders had to chase after him, but the Greeks in their sight scattered and fled in different directions as soon as they left the village entrance, which made it more difficult for them to pursue.

Mobis, who was unwilling to accept this scene, knew that if he continued like this, he would really watch them disappear under his nose. After thinking for a while, the man shouted at his subordinates: "Use that, quickly get rid of these maggots!"

"Yes!" The understandable subordinates immediately understood the leader's intention, then nodded and reached behind the saddle.

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On the other hand, as a little boy, Peter had put in his strength to escape to the forest as much as possible - it could block the pursuit's vision, but he was obviously not the only one with this thought. Although he had said that he would disperse as much as possible, many people still ran towards the forest.

Just escape into the forest and you can avoid it! Trying to comfort yourself, although you are exhausted, the boy gritting his teeth is still persevering, and he can hide in safety immediately. But at this moment, a "swoosh--" sound came from behind, as if something was tearing the air, and then a scream made Peter's heart suddenly tighten.

Subconsciously turned around, and saw a short crossbow arrow penetrated into the calves of a villager behind him. The villagers holding his legs and screaming in pain fell to the ground. They didn't understand what had just happened. When he came to his senses, he saw a cold light flashing in front of him. The Venetian rider who was catching up with his sword fell and chopped it to the ground, blood flowing.

"No--" Looking at this scene in horror, all the Greeks felt cold in their hearts. And then they saw that at some point a small short crossbow appeared on the hands of the Venetians. Unlike the crossbow with difficult loading and poor range power, the short crossbows used by these people were obviously better in performance. In a short time, they used the advantages of long-range weapons to shoot a large number of unexpected villagers, and then they were recklessly harvested in the wilderness. The bloody scenes seemed to be seen in hell, but little Peter could do nothing, and even if he didn't leave, he would risk his death here. But just as he was about to turn around and escape, a weak call for help came from behind.

"Save...save me!"

A middle-aged man who was shot in the back was so angry that he was still struggling. He didn't want to die here just like that. It was obvious that the forest was right in front of him.

After looking ahead and looking behind him, the boy also struggled in his heart. Finally, he gritted his teeth and broke back to carry the injured man and escape from here. All this happened today made him unable to tolerate himself to continue to die and refuse to save him! But when Peter just put the injured man's hand on his shoulder, the sound of horse hooves behind him had already heard.

Am I going to die here?! Although I was blocked from seeing, I still trembled subconsciously. Finally, the big boy had to close his eyes and wait for the end of his life.
Chapter completed!