Guo Yi fell to the ground full of rocks. His chest was hit by a rock and he almost lost his breath. The potential of people to burst out in critical moments is amazing. He turned over several times and climbed to a big rock.
, in less than a minute, he had already caught a glimpse of Selina, who seemed to have been hit by an arrow and fell to the ground motionless.
Xue Ziliang's reaction was faster than him, probably because he was taller and had an obvious target. Most of the arrows were aimed at him, hitting four or five in an instant. Guo Yi saw him lying on the ground like a fish among the pebbles.
He swam quickly on the ground, threw off the backpack on his back with one hand, and grabbed Selina's backpack strap with the other hand, dragging her over. Yujian still kept calling this way, but his accuracy was much worse.
"Guo, shoot!" Xue Ziliang pulled the person back and howled at the same time. Guo Yi was frightened by the twisted muscles on his face. After all, he was a person who sat in an office all year round and had little adaptability. He had just returned
After coming to his senses, he picked up his pistol and fired several shots in the direction of the bow and arrow. In the chaos, he didn't know how many rounds he fired. A painful scream suddenly came from the grass.
Taking advantage of this gap, Xue Ziliang had already dragged Salina onto his back, and started running fiercely. Guo Yi quickly followed. In a hurry, he felt his body being pushed from behind.
He was hit by an arrow, but he didn't dare to look at it.
More than a dozen people sprang out from the nearby woods and grass. They rushed towards them fiercely, holding white wooden sticks six to seven feet long, and beat them randomly. Guo Yi was caught off guard and received many sticks on his body. Fortunately, his backpack blocked many of them.
He had little strength. He fired twice and knocked down one before forcing the others back.
"Go forward!" Xue Ziliang roared and picked up a white wooden stick that fell on the ground. The owner of the stick was wearing strange clothes and was writhing and groaning on the ground in pain. Although he was carrying a person on his back, he had great self-control.
Frightened, the few arrows he had just hit were either blocked by the body armor or missed his vital points. At this moment, he knew that there was absolutely no way to survive by turning back and running back. The only way to break through the siege was to rush forward.
Guo Yi had just been hit on the head and was dizzy. What was worse was that in the chaos, he also dropped his empty pistol. But when he saw a man in a green shirt holding a long knife,
Directing the crowd in front to stop the pursuit, he suddenly cheered up, roared, and ran straight towards him. The man saw him coming and did not dodge, but waved his knife and came towards him. At this moment, Guo Yi's head exploded
He made a cry - Is this a costume drama?! The person who came was obviously wearing a bun and a long green shirt. Before hesitating, the other party's knife had already slashed towards him, hitting his shoulder blade. The severe pain made him almost let go of the wooden stick.
, several people around him also rushed over and beat him with white wooden sticks. Guo Yi fell to the ground, desperately protecting his head while waving the stick to resist. In panic, his thoughts were as clear as a mirror - he was going to be beaten alive by these people.
Dead! In despair, he suddenly heard a loud roar like a thunderbolt.
The head of a guy in front of Xiao Guo suddenly opened up in front of his eyes. The brains, blood and bone fragments flew out together and sprayed all over him. The sight of red and white flying in all directions made him still remember it decades later.
Still new.
Xue Ziliang, who had already run for a while, saw that his companions were trapped. He quickly put down Salina and rushed back. He attacked from behind and smashed a person's head with a stick. The people next to him were panicked when they saw how fierce the person was.
Taking advantage of this moment, Guo Yi rolled over and rushed over.
However, the group of people did not flee. When they heard someone yelling something unknown, more than a dozen people gathered together and rushed over. Xue Ziliang waited for a moment because he wanted to carry Salina on his back, and was chased.
He came up and was hit with several sticks, but they all hit Salina. The woman screamed and blood spurted out of her mouth, all over Xue Ziliang's face.
Guo Yi saw that Xue Ziliang was carrying a man on his back and was about to be knocked down. He quickly came back to stop him, waving his sticks, without caring about the pain on his body. Several people in front covered their heads with white wooden sticks and beat them randomly, like falling raindrops.
Faced with life and death at this moment, Guo Yi frantically waved his stick and forcefully forced the opponent back several steps.
At this time, I calmed down a little. I saw that the opponents were all haggard people, one size smaller than them in height and size, and I became more courageous. I saw that they were swinging their sticks without any rules, just smashing them with open and closed doors.
Standing still, he used the bayonet technique he had learned from the instructor during the military training. When they were panicking, he pushed forward and took a big step forward. Although the wooden stick did not have a spearhead, the full blow still hit the opponent.
His chin and the bridge of his nose were smashed into pieces. The man screamed and fell to the ground, covering his face and rolling around on the ground, wailing again and again.
The man in green shirt yelled something, and rushed over at the lead, with a knife in his face. Guo Yi turned sideways, and made a "left attack", and the end of the stick hit the man in green shirt hard in the face, with lightning and flint.
In an instant, with a scream, a black and white eyeball flew out.
The dozen or so people who attacked them saw that he was covered in blood and his face was ferocious. They knocked down the leader with one stick, and they suddenly became timid. With a roar, they dragged the man in green shirt away. Many years later, the people in this area are still alive.
It is said in the legend that Guo Yi and Xue Ziliang fought hard with one against ten and beat their opponents with two whistle sticks so that they fled.
"Well done! Guo, you are just like Bruce Lee!"
Guo Yi waved his hand feebly and collapsed on the ground. He gasped for breath - he had been in the security department for many years and had performed many tasks. He had never felt so frightened as he walked around the Naihe Bridge.
When I felt relaxed, my whole body ached, my face was wet, and there was blood all over it when I touched it, and I didn't know if it was my own or that of that inexplicable group of guys.
"Guo, let's leave quickly, this group may come back!" Xue Ziliang greeted.
"I have to check the situation!" Guo Yi said, using the stick as a walking stick and limping towards the fallen corpses. He wanted to search this group of strange people and see if he could find the pistol.
return.
After getting back on the road and walking another kilometer, several of them could no longer eat any more. The injuries on their bodies were getting worse and worse, and no one was following them. They decided to hide and rest for a while to bandage their wounds before considering where to go. The river turned in front of them.
A big bend formed a rocky beach, and the river poured and rushed among the stones, making a sound like thunder. So I found a secluded place by the river. There was a grotto with piles of rocks on the river bank. The surrounding grass and dense forests made it difficult for others to find it.
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Xue Ziliang used a rubber water bag to fetch clean water from the river, washed away the blood and examined the wound. Although he was hit by an arrow like a hedgehog, there was actually no flesh on it. Most of the arrows hit his backpack, and the rest were blocked by the bulletproof vest.
Except for some scratches on his face and hands when rolling on the ground, there were no wounds. He also received the least number of sticks on his body.
Guo Yi was also hit by several arrows. Fortunately, he put on his stab-proof vest as soon as he set off. There was only one arrow that hit his arm, but it was cushioned by the thick fabric of his training uniform and penetrated very hard.
It was shallow, and it came out with a little pull. Xue Ziliang looked at the rusty arrow, shook his head repeatedly, and disinfected it with the disinfectant in the first aid kit.
"Guo, you need to be injected with tetanus." He said, "Although the wound is not deep, this arrow..."
"I know, there's nothing we can do now..." Guo Yi was exhausted and hurt all over his body. Not only was he suffering from tetanus, he also had a cut on his head. Logically speaking, the wound should be sutured, so he had no choice but to do it now.
He first cleaned, disinfected, and bandaged it. The stabbing on his shoulder was blocked by the stab-proof vest, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't even lift his arm. He didn't know if he had injured his muscles or bones. He also received many sticks on his body, and he was deeply afraid that he might have some injuries.
The bones were broken or there were internal injuries, but fortunately there were no abnormalities along the way.
In contrast, Salina's condition was not ideal. She was injured by an arrow in one part of her leg. Fortunately, the knee straps blocked it and the penetration was not deep. But when she was running on Xue Zi's back, she was actually injured.
She had a meat shield and was hit with several sticks on her back. It looked like she had some internal injuries. The problem was that she had a fever. It was probably caused by a cold. There was anti-fever medicine in the first aid kit, and Xue Ziliang dissolved it in water and fed it to her.
It was raining heavily outside, and the grotto was very small. Salina was lying down, and their legs were outside. Xue Ziliang took out a tarpaulin from his backpack and covered each of them with one.
Guo Yi's head hurt, and his heart was even more confused. The hard fight just now brought him other worries besides the life and death stakes. These people were all ancient people in terms of their clothes and appearance.
At first, he was still skeptical about the image. He plucked the dead man's hair and found that it was real and not a hood. Looking at their poor clothes and weapons, they couldn't be props for filming TV - the leader's
The knife is a real iron thing, not a machine-made steel knife.
There was nothing on the dead people, except for some copper coins and odds and ends. Xiao Guo took it out and looked at it for a long time, and roughly saw that it was "Apocalypse Tongbao". When was Apocalypse? He couldn't remember, but he remembered that Apocalypse was Chongzhen's brother, from the Ming Dynasty.
The second-to-last generation emperor. Almost every dead person has a small purse with a curved iron sheet inside, as well as a stone and loose cotton-like grass. Guo Yi studied it over and over for a long time, but he didn't realize that it was this.
What is it?
"This is the Fire Scythe." Xue Ziliang came over.
"What?"
"Fire sickle." He pulled the waterproof cloth, "You are still Chinese, this is the tool your ancestors used to make fire."
"Damn, aren't your ancestors also Chinese..." Guo Yi cursed and asked, "How do you know?"
"There are exhibits in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. I've seen them. Look -" Xue Ziliang took the fire sickle and the small stone. He held the flint in his left hand and pressed the tinder between the flint and his fingers. He held the fire sickle tightly in his right hand and held the blade.
Aim at the flint and hit it hard, and many sparks burst out from the collision. "I haven't practiced before. The people in the museum demonstrated that they can ignite the sparks on the tinder after hitting it a few times. It's amazing."