"The weather is pretty good today." Beside the field, a farmer looked up at the dazzling orange-red sky and sighed to the farmer in another field nearby who was preparing to pack up and go home.【】
"Yes." Glancing at his coarse clothes that were soaked with sweat, the farmer also said with a smile: "It would be great if it could be like today every day of the year. In weather like this, it gets dark later, so we
You can do a lot more work." After that, the farmer took a look at the wheat field that had been harvested by himself. Large golden ears of wheat were swaying in the wind, making people feel happy for this harvest.
Inspire.
"By the way, let's go to the city for a drink later." The farmer turned his attention and said to the farmer on the edge of the field.
"Okay." After hearing his companion's suggestion, the farmer agreed without thinking. He was probably a good drinker too.
Soon, the two of them packed up their farm tools and headed to the village together.
Suddenly, the two people walking heard a faint scream coming from the front, but it only lasted for a moment, and the screams disappeared like a dream amid the rustling of the grass in the wind.
.
They glanced at each other, and both of them saw a look of fear and shock in each other's eyes. After a brief moment of silence, both of them thought of a possibility, and regardless of their own farm tools, they threw the things on the ground.
He jumped up and ran towards the village.
At the same time, the village was like a Shura field, with screams and calls for help everywhere. These sounds were intertwined with the dull sound of one or two swords and axes chopping people's bodies into a song of death. At this time, those who
The villagers who were chased by the robbers seemed like dancers dancing to the song of death, or like moths that had flown into the light, slowly disappearing into this world.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the robber leader standing at the head of the village couldn't help but laugh, as if this was an extremely funny farce. Occasionally, he would chop one or two villagers running towards him to death with the big knife in his hand, and robber
The bandit leader shouted loudly: "Move quickly, take away all the valuable things and beautiful women, and go back to the city to enjoy yourself in the evening." As he said this, the bandit leader took out a rag from his arms.
He wiped the blood from his face and knife with a cloth, as if he was afraid that these dirty things would interfere with his good mood.
At this time, the robber leader came to the field not far from the two figures and stumbled over here. With the corner of his mouth raised slightly, the robber leader glanced at his accomplices who were robbing the villagers not far away, and slowly left the entrance of the village.
He walked towards the two stumbling figures.
"Stop, what are you doing?" The robber leader asked with interest after glancing at the two panting young men in peasant attire in front of him.
"Your Majesty, please let the people in our village go." On his way, he was blocked by a ferocious man. Behind him were the robbers who were chasing and looting. The two farmers didn't know what was going on, so they hurriedly
The two of them knelt down together, one holding the leg of the robber leader and begging bitterly.
"Go!" One by one, the robber leader kicked aside the two farmers who were kowtowing and begging for mercy, and said: "You two, don't say I won't give you a chance. If you two fight each other, whoever wins will win.
Just let go of anyone’s family.”
After hearing what the leader of the robbers said, the other farmer ignored the friendship between the two of them who had just said they were going to drink, and immediately started beating each other hard to keep his family alive.
"Haha, okay, if you use more force, I will let you die if you dare to fight against me." As the two of them were punched and hit, the leader of the robbers cheered loudly, and at the same time he did not forget to pick up his own.
The sword threatened the two of them.
As time passed, after about a cup of tea, the two farmers who were fighting each other finally decided the winner. A farmer with a bruised face and ragged clothes stood up and took two steps forward.
Kowtow before the leader of the robbers and say: "Your Majesty, I won the battle. I hope you will let my family go as you said."
"Okay, I will let your family go as promised." Picking up his big knife, the robber leader said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Upon hearing that his family was safe, the farmer hurriedly knocked on his head more than a dozen times until his forehead bled.
"Uh, okay! I'll let your family go, but" he raised his big knife fiercely, and the robber leader said with a fierce look in his eyes: "I never said I would let you go!" After that, he fiercely raised his hand.
Pressing down hard, with the sound of howling wind, the big knife slashed towards the farmer's head who had not yet awakened. As the blade was about to touch the farmer's neck, the corner of the robber leader's mouth cracked into a bloodthirsty arc, as if he had reached the point where he could
Blood splattered and the head fell like a watermelon.
"Clang!" A sound of metal colliding suddenly sounded. Under this sudden sound, the robber leader felt as if the big knife in his hand had collided with something, and the huge backlash force was transmitted to the knife through the blade.
The handle of the knife was shaken from the handle to his hand. The robber leader only felt that the hand holding the knife was numb, and when he lost all his strength, the whole sword flew out of his hand.
However, at this time, the robber leader's gaze was not on his flying sword, but on the scene revealed after his flying sword flew away.
"What is this?" On the ground only two feet away from me, a giant pointed needle with a thick upper tip and a thick bottom was standing there, as if it suddenly grew out of the ground. I felt it in my hand.
The robber leader still felt a soreness and numbness in his body that he had not recovered from. He looked at this giant sharp needle in surprise. He was struck with such force by his blade. This sharp needle had no cracks or wounds from top to bottom.
The hardness and toughness are truly incredible.
"Which Lord Magician is passing by here? I am willing to give you some money and things to help you pay for your trip. Please don't interfere in the affairs here." The leader of the robbers is naturally very knowledgeable, and suddenly saw the sharp needle.
I didn't react, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized that this was a magic spell performed by a certain metallic magician. Thinking about it, if this sharp needle didn't come out from two steps in front of me, but stretched out from under me, what would happen to me?
The bandit leader felt cold sweat dripping down his back, "If you really think the money is too little, I am willing to donate all the gains this time." After saying this, the bandit leader walked around in fear.
Silence, complete silence, it seemed that the magician was considering the suggestion of the robber leader.
After a while, a childish voice came from a bush not far from the robber leader, "I drove this road and planted this tree. I want to pass by here and leave the money to buy the road. I want to