"Gauze, wrap gauze quickly!"

"The blood cannot be stopped!"

"Wait, wake up!"

...

Listening to the anxious shouting of the soldiers outside, Song Yun felt secretly happy.

But then I heard the slight sound of liquid splashing on the ground, and I could vaguely smell a burnt smell of tincture oil.

"Not good!" Old Li's face changed drastically, "They want to burn the house!"

The two of them couldn't stay anymore and whispered to discuss how to run away.

The windows in this inner room are narrow and high, so it is difficult to get out quietly.

If you get halfway through and are discovered by the Jing soldier outside, you will be stuck in the window and get stabbed.

If you escape through the back door, you have to go to the outhouse first.

But Jing Bing blocked the main entrance at this time, and while treating Shi Chang, he monitored the outer room.

When the two of them ran to the back door, their backs would be exposed in front of Jing Bing, turning into a living target for bows and arrows.

"Only one of the two came outside, and the length of them would not exceed ten people. We just cut four of them over, and there were only six left at most." Old Li said gasping, "When they get off the horse now, they can kill them all!"

Song Yun frowned and looked at him, "Can you still fight in your current state?"

Old Li wiped the sweat from his palms and snorted softly, "Old man, I'm fine. You guys, you can read more and learn more, and see how I killed the enemy!"

The two looked at each other, jumped out of the inner room at the same time, picked up the door panel on the ground, blocked them in front of them, and rushed out of the room.

Tuk tuk tuk... The door panel was vibrating, and several sharp arrows were deeply embedded, almost piercing it through.

After a few more arrows, the two tortured dilapidated door panels will completely crack.

But with the sprinting speed of Song Yun and the other two, the Jing soldiers outside the house had only time to shoot these arrows.

Old Li took the lead, rushed to the door, threw the door panel heavily on a Jing soldier with a bow, and swung the knife and forced the second Jing soldier to retreat.

Song Yun rushed out, followed suit, and smashed the door panel on the face of the second Gun Jingshang.

There were three other Jing soldiers outside the door, one was pouring tinder oil, and two were still treating Shi Chang who had died.

None of the five of them expected that the Tang soldiers in the room would dare to come out directly, and they were in a panic.

The two scenic soldiers holding the bow were hit by the door panel and quickly took a few steps back, trying to use their swords to meet the enemy.

But Old Li didn't give them a chance to draw their swords, and rushed up and stabbed them twice.

Blood gushed like a spring, and Jing Bing's head flew out more than a foot away, rolled under the courtyard wall, bringing two blood marks on the ground.

Then two headless corpses fell down slowly at the door.

On the other side, Song Yun quickly stepped forward, lifted the bronze sword, and pointed the tip straight at the throat of Jing Bing who was pouring tinder oil.

The Jing Bing quickly lifted the tinder tank to block the attack of the bronze sword.

Song Yun reacted quickly, changed his moves directly, kicked him up, and kicked his toes on Jing Bing's belly.

The Jing Bing was so painful that tears almost flowed out. His body instinctively curled up like shrimps, and the turmeric can also fall off his hands.

Song Yun waved his sword and wiped the opposite neck cleanly, while kicking the pot with one kick to prevent tincture oil from splashing on him.

Although his martial arts level is not high, he has often "practice" with veterans over the past year. He has been beaten a lot, and his actual combat ability has improved by leaps and bounds and has quick reactions in the battle.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for ordinary martial arts practitioners to beat these elite soldiers.

Just as Song Yun killed one person alone, the remaining two Jing soldiers waved their swords and slashed at Lao Li's back.

"There are people behind!" Song Yun shouted.

Old Li dodged his head sideways, but it affected the injury in his abdomen. He moved a little slower and was immediately stabbed on his left shoulder.

The leather armor on the shoulders could not block the sharp knight, and the skin was instantly blooming, and the bright red flesh and blood were exposed.

Old Li's cheeks twitched, showing a hideous smile.

He turned around with this knife, stabbed it with his right hand, and inserted it into the abdomen of the fourth Jing soldier. His wrist holding the knife twisted violently.

The last Jing soldier swung his sword and slashed horizontally. The blade cut a sharp arc and took the head of Lao Li's head's neck.

Old Li had no time to dodge, and stood there holding a knife, staring at Jing Bing disdainfully.

Puff.

In a critical moment, Song Yun finally rushed up and handed it out with a sword, piercing through the Jingbing.

He then killed the fourth Jing Bing, whose abdomen was severely damaged by Lao Li's head.

The yard was already lying crookedly and scattered weapons, with blood flowing, soaking dry and hard loess.

This difficult battle between two and five is finally over.

[Song Yun, a martial artist in the city, killed 3 first-level enemies, and his martial arts cultivation value +3]

[Current realm: First-level martial artist, peak]

【The cultivation value required for promotion to the second level early stage: 8/10】

He was one step closer to the second-level martial artist, and all the scenic soldiers outside the gate were killed.

But Song Yun didn't have time to be happy and quickly helped the shaky old Li head up.

After a brief examination, I found that Lao Li's injury was already very serious, which was shocking to see.

The knife wound on the left shoulder is nothing. The wound on the abdomen is cracked again, and there is too much blood loss. It is still unclear how the internal injuries are.

Song Yun carefully helped Lao Li back to the house and lay down, "Hold on, I'll find some medicine for injury."

"Silly boy, don't worry about me. Come and hide in a different place. There will be other scenic soldiers here soon."

Old Li coughed a few times, and blood foam kept spilling out of his mouth, but he still muttered:

"Don't find medicine, give me a sip of soju and bring it together with chicken legs."

Song Yun didn't listen to him and went through the boxes and cabinets to find medicine.

The inner room became quiet, and Lao Li was lying weakly on the bed, his turbid eyes trembled slightly, and his eyes staring at the roof gradually became blurred.

"Fifty years passed so quickly."

"When I first came, I was as young and strong as Xiao Song. Now I can't stand it if I fight a war."

"I'm old, it's time to get rid of my armor and return to the field."

"But, how should I go back..."

"No one can recognize me when I go back..."

Old Li's murmur became lower and lower, and finally he fell completely silent.

The north wind rustled the window paper.

A few drops of blood dripped along Lao Li's wrist on the edge of the bed, slowly condensing into a dark red color.

Song Yun hurried back to the inner room and saw Lao Li's head with a peaceful expression and his eyes closed. His hands shook and several packets of medicine fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!