"Lijiao, are you tired?" I pressed almost my whole body on her, and my injured right leg became increasingly inoperable. Just now, the enemy's spear almost missed my calf. Now,
Already unconscious
"You're not tired, or I'll carry you on my back." During this period, her Chinese was very authentic
"Why are you so embarrassed?" Actually I feel very uncomfortable, but there is still a long way to go, and I can't rely too much on her.
They were waiting for us on a path going up the mountain. When they saw us, they immediately came up to us. Several people came to check on the injury on my leg.
Jiang Wanqing said with tears in her eyes, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't been a drag, you wouldn't have been hurt." I comforted her, "If you cry again, you'll be out of business. I did nothing wrong in saving you. If you get hurt, it's mine."
Wrong"
As we walked up the mountain, we saw a mangrove forest that stretched as far as the eye could see.
The men pointed at the mangroves and said to me, "When we were first captured, we saw this mangrove forest on the sea!"
"Are you sure it's this one?" I asked them
"General, this is a mangrove forest. Mangrove forests are rare." I thought, yes, so to speak, we are not far from the seaside.
The mangroves grow along the mountain to the top of the mountain. We feel like we are walking in flames. The red leaves are very bright after the rain.
The words of several fishermen gave us hope. We all walked vigorously. Xiaoyue, Jiang Wanqing and the others made a garland with soft red leaf branches and put it on their heads one by one. I asked them to make one and put it on.
It can block the sun, and secondly, it can also be used as a camouflage
When we finally reached the end, everyone was dumbfounded. The place where we were standing was a steep cliff. They all said that this place was mountainous, but they didn't expect that there were so many cliffs, and they always appeared on our only way.
I originally thought that the seaside was still more than ten miles away, and there was a mountain range between the mangroves and the sea.
We tried several times but could not find the way down the mountain. There was not even a place to climb. The blue sea in the distance was like an unreachable hope. For a moment, everyone was silent.
There was no way down the mountain, so we had to go back the way we came. Just halfway through, we all heard the sound of clothes scraping branches from the front, followed by voices, and the airtight red leaves were being moved by four or five people.
Open, each of them is holding a spear, and the tip of the spear comes into our eyes first.
Rokkaku had been supporting me. At this time, I pushed her away and rushed towards those people almost jumping on one foot.
The people I met here will not be our people. My strange charging posture was something they didn't expect. It can be judged from their screams.
When our two fishermen with knives rushed up, the enemy was already lying in a pool of blood, and then I sat on the ground with grinning teeth.
They rushed up to me, thinking that I was injured again, and their faces turned pale with fright. I didn’t wait for them to speak, but immediately said to them, “Hide nearby!”
We found a bush of short mangrove trees and asked them all to get into the bush and squat inside. Then, I cut four or five branches from a little further away and handed them to the people inside from the outside.
Their branches and leaves are held outward, so they cannot be seen from the outside.
Just as it was done, someone was already searching here, shouting some names loudly, "Don't make any noise!" I said to the bushes, turned around and left.
What I mean is that instead of leading a group of women with limited mobility around, why not let them hide on the spot. No one would think that they had just killed someone and were hiding on the spot.
When the enemy sees their companions lying on the ground, their first thought should be that someone has killed them and escaped.
The person who "escaped" can only be me. Although my legs and feet were injured, my fighting power should be stronger than anyone here. To a certain extent, the injuries on my legs may paralyze the enemy.
Sure enough, a very loud sound of plucking branches passed directly over the place where they were hiding, and chased me towards me, which was exactly what I wanted.
I don’t want to run away anymore. I didn’t want to run away. I just want to lure them away from where they are hiding.
One person, two people, three, they appeared in my sight one after another. I waited for them to look left and right slowly, and walked over step by step.
Between the branches and leaves of the trees, a sharp sword stabbed out silently, hitting the last person in the back. The sound of him falling to the ground alerted the two people in front of him. They turned back and walked this way. I hid in the trees and looked at
After the man behind him struck again with his sword, the last man turned his head and glanced, and let out a strange cry. Instead of rushing towards me, he turned around and ran away. I looked at the bush he had just gotten into - the branches and leaves there were still there.
The ground was shaking - a sword was thrown out, a scream was heard, and immediately there was a scream of gunfire not far away, and the branches were fluttering, coming this way.
I walked over lamely, dug through the bushes, and pulled out the sword from the man's body. He didn't die. The sword was inserted into his buttocks. He lay there and screamed lifelessly.
? He screamed like this, so he scratched the man's back a few more times, and he screamed more and more desperately.
This method is good, but killing them all at once is not a good method. If an enemy is wounded every other place in the woods and shouts, what will it be like to psychologically shock the enemy?
The fourth searcher's hamstring was ripped off by me twice. He lay there, howling like a killing pig. I turned to the opposite side of him, made a face at him, and raised my sword to chop him. He became more and more lifeless.
The ground screamed, and I turned around and limped away. Maybe the shot in my leg was from him.
The fifth one was knocked unconscious by me, and then he split a mangrove tree in half with his sword at the fork, propped it up with the spear that the man left behind, then carried him face down inside and picked it off with a sword.
He hit the spear, and the mangrove trunks closed suddenly like a clamp. The severe pain made him wake up immediately, and his screams made his spine numb.
The sixth one, after tapping his hemp points, hung his feet on a tree branch and made two crosses on his buttocks with his sword.
Just because you can imagine using a donkey to pull people away, I can't be any less ruthless than you. I am more ruthless than you. I haven't found the seventh one for a long time. Where have they gone? Finally, I
I heard a person coming not far away
When the other person passed by me, I ducked behind him. The person didn't care. He turned around and slashed with a knife. The curved tip of the knife grazed the tip of his nose and slashed past him. If he were to dodge just a little slowly, his nose would be broken.
"Stop, stop, stop, no one is trying to kill my husband!" I quit and sat down on the ground, hugging my legs and panting.