The space inside the tent was small. Although Jianlu grabbed the machete, he had no time to swing it and slashed. He could only lift it up hastily to parry the powerful slash of the dog-legged knife.
Bang! The scimitar was broken in two with one blow, and the dog-legged knife still had its power and slashed down diagonally, creating a blood groove deep into the bone on Jianlu's face.
Jianlu screamed and retreated, the splatter of blood and flesh blurred his vision. He only saw the cold light rising again, but it was Guo Dajing who directly stepped forward after slashing and stabbed the tip of the knife into Jianlu's throat.
Guo Dajing walked out of the tent, took a few breaths of cool air to calm himself down from the passion for killing, and walked out of the camp calmly.
Jianlu on the sentry tower vaguely heard the sound coming from the direction of the camp. It was not very real. It sounded like shouts or laughter. He didn't pay attention. His companions were all rough and arrogant, so shouting was nothing.
What.
At this time, he saw a companion appearing on the hillside road leading from the camp to the sentry tower, and walked over slowly.
"Dotro, why are you back again?" Seeing his companion approaching, Jianlu leaned out slightly on the sentry tower and asked loudly.
Guo Dajing replied in a gruff voice: "Looking for something."
Jianlu looked around on the sentry tower and said, "There is nothing up there. You can look for it on the road..."
The sound stopped suddenly, and a crossbow arrow shot from below, hitting him in the head. Jianlu staggered a few times and fell on the guard tower.
Guo Dajing climbed up the sentry tower along a simple ladder, arranged Jianlu's body, and looked across. The torch on the sentry tower opposite looked only as big as a candle, and he could still vaguely see a figure.
After taking a look at Jianlu's corpse, which was fixed and arranged, Guo Dajing sneered, making sure that he would not be discovered by the other side, and then turned around and left the sentry tower.
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A few miles away, the temporary camp of the fleeing villagers in the woods was already filled with gloom and mist.
After Zhou Qing came back, he explained the sudden situation to the villagers and put forward his own suggestions.
There is no use hiding it at this time. The longer you delay, the worse the situation will be. Abandoning the old and the weak to preserve the strong is the most realistic way. It is better than freezing and starving to death on the road together.
Of course, Zhou Qing didn't speak so categorically, and was rather vague. He still had a bit of luck and hope for Guo Dajing.
After he summoned a few young men to go back to support Guo Dajing, the villagers in the camp immediately gathered in small groups and started talking in low voices with gloomy faces.
Even if Zhou Qing's plan was not fully understood, he still knew that there were Jianlu in front of him, and the biggest difficulty in making a detour was the lack of food.
But most people still understand their next fate. Either they are strong and can walk and run, so they are not a burden; or they are weak and will be abandoned in the wild mountains and have no choice but to resign themselves to their fate.
Sun Liuyan sat sullenly beside the fire, saying nothing, scratching on the ground with a branch in his hand, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Head of the family." His sick wife Sun Liu smiled miserably and said softly: "Don't worry about me anymore. I have been burdened for too long. At least one person is alive, which is better than all of them dead."
The flesh on Sun Liuyan's face twitched, and he suddenly threw the branch into the fire in an angry manner. When sparks burst out, he said in a deep voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? We have walked all the way to this point, and we have to live together and die together."
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Mrs. Sun Liu opened her mouth to persuade, but Sun Liuyan's eyes had already stared at her, so she had no choice but to smile helplessly and lower her head.
Xiao Ni blinked on the side. She seemed to understand Zhou Qing's words, but looking at everyone's expressions, she knew it was not a good thing.
Sister Li Xiu felt miserable because her arm was cut off but she was lucky to survive. But now, she still has not escaped the fate of death.
She is not afraid of death, but she wants to live for her little brother. But the reality is so cruel. Let alone her, even her little brother and Xiaoni are probably a burden and a drag.
"Sister Xiu——" Xiaoni came closer and asked timidly: "Do they not want us anymore? They think we are walking slowly and they still need to eat food?"
Sister Li Xiu secretly sighed, but she forced a smile and comforted her: "No, we can keep up and we don't eat much, so how could we be left behind?"
Xiaoni tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly said with a smile on her face: "We still have brother Jing, he will take us away. Well, he will definitely do it, how can he not want us?"
Sister Li Xiu felt that Xiaoni was comforting herself, but she could only nod her head in agreement. But in her mind, a strong figure flashed across her mind, which really gave her a glimmer of hope.
Beside the fire not far away, Chen Youshan sat there and remained silent. Even when Zhou Qing was talking about the cruelty and helplessness of reality, the old man remained silent and only raised his eyebrows a few times.
If there were other choices, no one would make a cruel decision. But now, either some of them die or most of them die.
"Uncle Chen." A call interrupted Chen Youshan's thoughts. He turned his head and looked at the yellow-faced man approaching.
The yellow-faced man accompanied the smiling face and said somewhat flatteringly: "You heard what Mr. Zhou just said. We are almost escaping. Do you have to say something to the big guy?"
If you didn't have children at home, would you come to beg me? Chen Youshan was very contemptuous of the yellow-faced man. He lowered his eyes and thought about it, and decided not to refuse forcefully, but to calm everyone down first.
"When Mr. Zhou and Dajing come back, I will naturally speak." Chen Youshan managed to maintain a calm tone and said, "I don't think they have made the final decision."
The yellow-faced man nodded repeatedly and said, "Dajing will definitely not agree. How can he ignore Sister Li Xiu and Xiaoni?"
Chen Youshan stroked his beard, said "hmm" as a reply, and said, "Let's go and rest first. We are quite tired after a long day's journey."
The yellow-faced man felt that his goal was achieved, and he didn't bother too much. He smiled at each other, nodded and walked away.
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Zhou Qing's eyes were so wide that they almost fell out of his head. A dozen young men next to him had the same expression, looking at Guo Dajing in shock and disbelief.
More than a dozen Jianlu were all killed without making any noise or alerting the Jianlu on the opposite side. How is this possible, how can it be done?
Ignoring the looks of these people, Guo Dajing lowered his head and simply scratched on the snow with a branch, giving brief instructions, "I will make a sneak attack. You will disperse and attract."
As he spoke, he pointed at the location with a branch, then looked up at Zhou Qing, Zhao Qingshan and others.
Zhou Qing and Zhao Qingshan looked at each other and almost understood what Guo Dajing meant.
But Zhou Qing still repeated tentatively: "Dajing, you go and make a sneak attack, and we will disperse around Jianlu's camp. If Jianlu notices, we will make a noise, or deliberately run and jump to attract Jianlu's attention? Yes."