The wall outside the village is actually not high, only about three meters. For these skilled horse bandits, this height is almost nothing. The only thing they fear is the few archers on the wall.
Influenced by some modern movies, TV series and games, archers are always the kind of cannon fodder who is chopped up by the protagonist in the impression of modern people.
But imagine the ancient ban that prohibited crossbows, but not bows and arrows. The reason is very simple, because with half a day of training, the user of a crossbow can easily kill a veteran who has been training for many years. But bows and arrows,
Don't tell me how many years you have been practicing.
In fact, most people are not qualified to practice bows and arrows. In the army, it is often the strongest and tallest sergeants who are selected to be trained as archers. However, it takes time and resources to train an archer.
Far superior to the rest of the infantry. Not only are the archers not cannon fodder, but on the contrary, they are the best among the best. The kind who can cut down three of them even if they put down their bows and arrows.
Moreover, bows and arrows are very professional and technical. Maintenance and maintenance require a lot of resources. Among the people, except for a very small number of hunters, there are even fewer people who use bows and arrows.
The reason why Feilong has not attacked this village is because there are four hunters in the village who are skilled in bows and arrows. This is not a game, but a life and death fight. In the face of such long-range troops, an inattentive one can be the best swordsman in the frontier.
The flying dragon also has to kneel.
However, Feilong is a thief. He first made some noise around the village, which made the villagers in the village nervous. They began to defend day and night. However, he took his people back to repair it.
For several months, the people in the village saw no horse bandits coming at all. The anger was almost exhausted. The guards on the wall were obviously reduced by more than half, with only three or four people left, symbolically.
There were patrols there. Two of them were still dozing off. There were only two people who were really on guard.
Feilong and others quickly dispersed and quickly climbed up the wall from the blind spot of the two vigilant guards. Lu Xiao looked at the guards on the wall and instinctively wanted to make some noise to remind them. But the man named Lao Diao
The one-eyed swordsman followed him closely. Lu Xiao had no choice but to give up this attempt. If he forced it, Lao Diao would undoubtedly be happy to kill him directly.
At dawn, the killing began quietly.
It was the first time that Lu Xiao saw this group of horse bandits fighting together. They were like ancient special forces, sharp, fast, ruthless and decisive. In just a few breaths, they had already defeated all the guards on the wall.
Without any pause, they quickly rushed into the village and started a silent massacre in the dark night.
The few guards who were waiting to change their shifts were the first to suffer. These were the young and strong men in the village who had the ability to resist, and were the primary targets for elimination.
In the darkness, a scream sounded. I don't know who was slow to start, and let a dying scream startle the darkness before dawn.
The group of horse bandits in front of them perfectly interpreted the word murder and arson. While they were killing, they set some houses on fire. The flames and blood plunged the entire village into an unprecedented panic.
The villagers who had just woken up from their sleep were powerless to resist these ruthless horse bandits. More than thirty households were completely massacred in the blink of an eye.
The horse bandits were not eager to rob property, but only to kill people. They wanted to kill the people in this village until they were frightened, and until they completely lost their resistance.
The sky is getting brighter, and the white fish belly has begun to show in the east.
Lao Diao and Lu Xiao were the only two people who did not join the massacre. Obviously, Lao Diao's task was to monitor Lu Xiao. Even so, more than 30% of the entire village had been massacred.
The two walked to a room. Lu Xiao noticed that the bandits deliberately left this room alone. Lao Diao stepped forward and pushed him hard. Lu Xiao suddenly understood that the time had come for him to submit his petition.
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He looked back at Lao Diao, and saw that the other man's right hand was already pressed on the handle of the knife. Obviously, if he couldn't hand in the certificate of surrender today, there would be no tomorrow.
The two of them looked at each other for three breaths, and countless impulses flashed through Lu Xiao's heart.
He drew his sword to fight with Lao Diao, knelt down and begged the other party for forgiveness, and even drew his sword to kill himself...but the moment these thoughts flashed through his mind, he quickly rejected them.
He couldn't fight with all his strength, begging for mercy had no chance, and he was afraid of the pain of committing suicide. Deep down in his heart, Lu Xiao knew very well that he had no choice at all. Although Lao Diao didn't speak, the silent oppression made Lu Xiao almost crazy.
He even wanted to shout to the sky and let out a meaningless vent.
But in the end, all these emotions were suppressed by survival. He took the knife and rushed into the house.
In the back room, Lu Xiao saw a man, and at the moment Lu Xiao rushed in, he was trying to cover the entrance to a cellar.
Lu Xiao's entry obviously interrupted the man's intention. The wooden board in his hand did not even completely cover the hole.
The man stood in front of the cellar entrance with a frightened look on his face, trying to block Lu Xiao's sight. But Lu Xiao had already seen his back clearly. Through the gap, Lu Xiao could even see a pair of frightened eyes.
Lu Xiao looked around, then kicked over a table and threw it at the man's feet.
The man was stunned for a moment, and then a look of disbelief appeared on his face. He carefully dragged up the table, and then covered the entrance to the cellar under Lu Xiao's gaze.
Then he turned around, as if he wanted to say thank you. But what came his way was the long knife in Lu Xiao's hand.
There was a stabbing sound, accompanied by a dull cutting sound. This was the sound of a knife splitting open clothes and flesh. The knife in Lu Xiao's hand struck the man's chest firmly.
The man was chopped to the ground with a knife. A trace of confusion flashed across his face at first. Then he suddenly realized. He glanced sideways at the tightly covered cellar entrance, and a trace of determination appeared on his face. He ignored his chest.
With blood flowing out, he suddenly stood up and rushed towards Lu Xiao.
Lu Xiao instinctively picked up the knife and stabbed him. The long knife penetrated the opponent's body directly. But the man didn't seem to feel it. He hugged Lu Xiao and rushed out of the door.
The originally dilapidated door was shattered by the huge force of the two men. Lu Xiao was entangled with the man's body and rushed to the street.
While rolling, Lu Xiao broke free from the opponent's restraints and reached out to hold the long knife on the man's chest. He tried hard, but the knife did not come out. He noticed that the man's hands were tightly grasping the blade. Blood was flowing between his palms.
But the man had no intention of letting go.
At that moment, Lu Xiao saw the pleading in the man's eyes. Although the two of them never said a word from the beginning to the end, Lu Xiao understood what he meant instantly. He nodded without any trace,
I could only see a hint of relief on the man's face.
Then Lu Xiao reached out and drew his sword.
The splashing blood dyed Lu Xiao's whole body red.
