Mr. Tian somehow gained strength and suddenly rushed over. Holding back the pain, he clumsily groped from head to toe with his injured hand. He found that there was only a cut on the outside of his thigh and there was no blood. He collapsed to the ground.
Liang Manshan opened the broken hole and saw that it was just fleshy skin that had been scratched red, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yan Xiangheng looked at the knife blade stuck in the ground standing outside the entrance of the cave and said to himself that it was very dangerous.
A false alarm!
Yan Laoer found that he was fine, but his thigh was sore from being scratched with a knife. He was not embarrassed at all. There was no time to be pretentious now.
While rubbing his burning thighs, he shouted to the people on the other side of the hole: "Climb over if you can, if you can't, run, walk from a high place and get rid of them!"
Two more people crawled over, but the people behind them couldn't get through, so they followed him and ran from the roof beams. Now they were not afraid of making any noise. They even ran and jumped, making the tiles on the roof crackle all the way.
Fall down.
Yan Huaiwen came on horseback and saw these people running on the roof. Seeing Beirong following behind them, he raised his bow and shot.
Whoosh!
One man had an arrow lodged in his throat and fell from his horse.
Seeing this, the Beirong troops in the rear hurriedly reined in their horses and saw a group of people riding horses from a distance. They were obviously reinforcements. They stopped chasing and turned their horses' heads towards the west gate.
Yan Huaiwen chased him closer and heard his brother's shouting through the wall.
"Oh, it still hurts. That knife was just a hair away... It's really dangerous..." The next moment, the voice turned into a scream: "Hold the old master, hurry up, they are coming this way, no good,
We've been seen! Stop fighting, let the big man stuff it into the hole, yes, stuff it back again! Don't wait, everyone over there has run away, there is no one at the moment, the mountain is full, Heng'er, you guys go over first and grab a hold...
"
Yan Huaiwen's face was as cold as frost.
My own life was almost hanging by a thread, and I was still thinking about others!
At this time, what can you do?
Everyone is close and distant, and Mr. Tian is indeed a good official, but if God's safety is exchanged for it...
He left a few people to guard here, turned his horse's head, and rushed towards the nearest north gate.
As soon as Yan Xiangheng climbed over, he saw more than ten tall horses surrounding the place, and the people on the horses stared at him with bright eyes.
I was almost scared out of my mind.
When I took a closer look at the clothes of the Guanzhou Army, my eyes immediately turned red.
Turning around, he pulled Uncle Liang and shouted to his uncle: "Uncle, the reinforcements are coming. They are over here. Come here quickly! Come here and we will be saved!"
When Liang Manshan heard this, he used all his strength to climb out of the cave as fast as he could in his life.
He didn't even have time to be happy, so he quickly grabbed the elder's arm and dragged him this way.
Yan Laoer was nervous here. The group of Beirong soldiers with grain bags piled on their horses ran away quickly. When they saw someone here, they came over with a fierce smile and brandished their swords...
He gave his bamboo crossbow to the Zaoban yamen who had previously protected them from digging the hole. Now he only had a knife in his hand, which did not give him a sense of security. He kept looking back at the entrance of the hole, wondering why he was so slow.
What? The old man is stuck again?
Yan Laoer quickly repeated the previous steps, adjusted his position, and stepped on...
Just after finishing his work, he turned around and saw Beirong approaching.
The two sides are already in close combat.
There was no time left for him to drill the hole.
Yan Laoer's adrenaline went off the charts!
Holding the knife in both hands, he slashed it with all his might.
The target was not Beirong, but the horse.
The blade of the knife got stuck in the horse's neck, and the horse neighed and kicked, aiming to kick him.
Yan Laoer twisted around and rolled to the side, almost breaking his waist and narrowly dodging.
The knife was not taken back, and as the horse jumped wildly, blood spattered everywhere.
Beirong became confused. He wanted to turn around and drill into the hole quickly, but his legs were weak.
Unable to stand up, he crawled. He used his hands and feet to crawl towards the entrance of the cave.
"Uncle, hurry up... watch your back!"
Yan Laoer saw panic and fear on his eldest nephew's face inside the cave, and his eyes were so wide...
Time seems to slow down at this moment.
All the hairs on his body stood up, as if he felt the danger before he did.
The imagined pain did not come.
A warmth spread on the back of his neck, which felt sticky and uncomfortable...
Is it blood?
He touched it, and sure enough.
"God bless! God bless!"
Lao Yan's voice came to my ears, no, it was his eldest brother.
It's a bit strange, why was it not his wife or daughter's voice that he heard before he died?
Yan Laoer was in a daze when someone turned him over and picked him up.
"God bless, how are you? Look at me, look at brother!"
Yan Laoer: Big brother is crying...
Tears fell on his face, hot.
No, why is it so true?
He stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched his elder brother's face.
Huh? I touched it, this feeling...
I'm not dead?
"elder brother?"
"elder brother!"
For a moment, grievance and bitterness came to my heart!
Yan Laoer's tear gland is much more developed than his brother's!
Big tears fell down.
"Brother! My dear brother! Why did you come here! Wow ah ah ah! I'm scared to death! Brother..." He cried at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted to cry out all the panic of the day.
.
"Those dog thieves are everywhere, killing everyone they see! I'm scared! I still have to drag the eldest man, drag him... The eldest nephew is fine, Man Shan is fine... They all listen to me and run with me
, listen to my words and kill Beirong, I also killed, I... many people died, brother! People are dead, one after another, I don’t even dare to look, brother! Wuwuwuwuwu
Ugh... Beirong is not a human being, they are not a human being, it's so miserable! It's so miserable..."
Yan Laoer talked incoherently for a long time, as if he had a lot to say to his brother, but he couldn't say it out. He just hugged his brother tightly, for fear that if he let go, his brother would disappear.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Beirong lying on the ground with an arrow piercing his neck. He was kicking him while sobbing and crying.
Yan Huaiwen felt that his brother was on the verge of collapse and comforted him over and over again: "It's okay, God bless, it's all over. Brother is here, don't be afraid..."
His eyes scanned his brother's body inch by inch, and he relaxed a little when he saw that he was not injured.
God knows how he shot that arrow.
My hands are still shaking.
Yan Huaiwen was so stiff that he didn't dare to move or touch Tianyou for fear of being noticed by Tianyou.
The elder brother he relies on and trusts will also be afraid and frightened...
He had lost...
Don't want to go through this again!
…
The Beirong retreated, and the tigers returned to peace.
But this tranquility reveals desolation, sadness, deep helplessness and hatred...
The people finally dared to cry loudly, and the whole city screamed for a long time!
Huju suffered heavy losses.
The barns were confiscated, and eight or nine out of ten households in the city were left homeless.
The city defenders were completely dead and wounded, and there were only a few good people left standing.
The five hundred men who came to help from Gu Feng had to temporarily take over the military affairs in the city, patrolling all directions, and assisting the government in clearing up the mess.
