"Shen Lu, look at it!"

Chen Tang held a bloody head in his hand.

Most of the head was deformed and sunken, and the bursting eyes were hanging outside the eye sockets, which looked very scary. If the maid had been here and carefully identified a few glances, she might be able to recognize some remaining familiarity. Isn’t the owner of this head the messenger?

As soon as the words finished, a loud and long whale chant sounded from the sky.

In an instant, the phantom of the giant bow-back whale quietly appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the transparent whale turned from transparent to physical body. The fins of the bow-back whale swung gracefully in the water waves, just blocking more huge rocks about to fall. The maid who saw this scene was stunned for a long time, lay in the ruins and forgot to move. Until she heard a scream from the crowded refugee group: "My son--"

"Please save my son--"

"Don't push it anymore!"

The woman's sharp voice was quickly swallowed up by the noisy environment.

The maid endured the discomfort and glanced at it in the voice.

Just a glance, my limbs were so weak that they were weak.

A woman was crowded by the crowd and moved forward. Her hands tried to grab the child not far away. Looking at the child, she was not old and still looked like a teenager. Faced with the chaos, she did not cry or make trouble, and she did not even give the woman any response.

This kid couldn't respond.

The whole face was squeezed into purple, bleeding from seven orifices. The hand that stretched out was raised high in a distorted and strange posture. The body floated forward with the slowly squirming crowd, rising and falling. Until the explosion started again, the crowd squeezed in panic again, and the boy completely "sinked" and was stepped on by many feet into flesh.

He was very alive, but was pushed to death.

There were also refugees in the crowd shouting, "Don't squeeze anymore", but the results were minimal, and screams were continuous, and everyone was running away in panic. They tried their best to push the crowd forward with their hands, hoping to go faster, for fear of leaving their lives behind if they were one step slower.

The maid took a breath and gritted her teeth and got up.

"These thieves..."

She could see that the weird big fish in the sky was blocking the huge rock thrown in by the catapult cart. I don’t know how long it could last. If it couldn’t hold on and the stone hit the crowd, no one here would want to live! Strong hatred surged into his heart.

This is not the first time she has escaped in the war, nor is it the first time she faces chaos, but it is the first time she has seen traitors attacking the fugitives. This is even more hateful than massacre of the city!

Warlords massacre cities mostly for money, and killing is the second step.

The scene in front of me is about killing people.

How can an unarmed ordinary person resist such an offensive?

The maid didn't care about hatred, wiped the blood mixed with mud and sand near her eyes with the back of her hand, enduring the severe pain and trying to move her body. Her strong desire to survive made her forget the severe pain for the time being, and the blood in her body was boiling, and there was only one thought in her mind - to live!

but--

Can she really survive?

The number of huge rocks in the sky has increased significantly, and the coverage has expanded. The weird big fish alone cannot be completely blocked. A "flying fish" accidentally fell a few feet away from her. The morale attached to the surface of the rock exploded in an instant when it came into contact with the ground, and the strong air waves blew her backwards. When the maid was conscious again, she was desperate to find that her right leg could not move at all.

At this moment, she wished she had a knife in her hand.

If you cut down with one knife, you will survive by cutting your legs and maybe you can survive.

"I, I just want to live..." The maid saw another huge rock from the cracks in the ruins above, and endless despair filled her heart. The light and shadow of the first half of her life flashed rapidly in front of her eyes, and finally turned into a murmur, "Mom——"

Bang—

The explosion was deafening.

But consciousness did not fall into the expected darkness.

The strong white light penetrated the gap, making her almost unable to open it.

In a trance, she seemed to see the surface of the boulder covered with cracks in the white light, which were crushed into powder. The strong light caused her to be temporarily blind and her eyes were covered with whiteness. When the field of vision had another color, she saw a sword edge penetrate the gaps in the ruins and flew upwards, and the "prisoner" that trapped her was opened. The owner holding the long sword tightly had a pretty face.

The other party asked her: "Can you get up?"

The maid shook her head instinctively: "I can't get up, mine..."

A collapsed stone wall pressed against her right leg.

Even if she pushed the wall away, her legs were pressed into pieces and she could not heal anymore. She would not be able to survive such injuries.

The maid saw that the other party's dark pupils moved a little.

His eyes fell to his injured leg, as if he was thinking.

The maid dared not guess what the other party was thinking at the moment - be kinder, give herself a sword to make her walk less painful; be cruel, leave her behind and wait for death to come. It seems inhumane, but in fact it is very common on the battlefield. Not to mention that she is a commoner, even if the soldier suffers such severe injuries, he will be abandoned by the robes because this is the best solution.

Even though she understood, she didn't want to die like this.

The maid stretched out her soft right hand and touched the cold metal on the other party's combat boots in her palm. This coldness made her feel sober, causing her consciousness to gradually become blurred. She didn't know what she said: "Mom... save me, save me..."

In a trance, I seemed to really smell the fragrance of my mother.

Her mother gave her a life when she gave birth to her, and gave her another life when she ran away from the city last time...

"Sleep, it's all over when you wake up."

Familiar voices carry the power to soothe people's hearts.

The biting cold wind instantly turned into a warm and gentle breeze, wrapping her whole body. She couldn't help but let go of her tight heartstrings, and endless sleepiness surged towards her. The warm sea water shook her from east to west, from south to north, and there was a soft murmur in her ears.

In a trance, it seemed like I had returned to that hot childhood.

She curled up, with a thin quilt on her belly, and her head resting on her mother's thin legs. She had a poor sleeping condition and occasionally rolled down her legs. There was always a dry and warm palm that just dragged her face and allowed her to move back to her original place.

He slowly waved his palm-leaf fan to dispel the heat of heat for her.

"Mama, I'm temporarily under control."

The crowd was really hard to control, so Gong Xiqiu simply used his own power to directly suppress the crowd, so that they could not continue to push forward. The soldiers who rushed to the crowd had already begun to clear the crowd. The fleeing people could not recognize the outfits of the guards, and thought that they were guards in the city. In order not to cause greater panic, they had to make a decision.

We can't let the common people know that they are the ones who are siege.

Wouldn't that scare to death?

"Yes, yes, don't panic, fellow villagers..."

"Yes, all the bandits were blocked outside the city..."

"Our general is extremely brave, how can the enemy be compared?"

Perhaps these shouts worked, or perhaps the earth was moving and explosions were gone, or perhaps there were no more huge rocks falling in the sky, the crowd was finally relieved and began to cooperate with the soldiers' command. Chen Tang stood at the height of the ruins and looked at the dark sea of ​​people below, and his breath was finally relieved.

She asked Gong Xiqiu: "Is the guard dead?"

Gong Xiqiu said: "I committed suicide when I was caught."

Chen Tang sneered: "He died quickly!"

When he received the box of corrupt heads, the morale of the army was in full swing. Chen Tang directly overturned the table to attack the city. Although the defenders in the city had the advantage of being high in the city, they could not resist the high military power of Chen Tang, and the city wall barrier was broken for a while. Chen Tang and his friends climbed the city to fight directly, cut off the banner, and the enemy resisted and found that they could not defeat it, so they ordered the catapults in the city to change direction.

"The deputy general was caught, he was afraid of death."

When he was caught, he kept calling out something wrong, saying that the catapult cart was the order of the envoy of the royal court.

Gong Xiqiu asked where the envoy was now.

The deputy general said that the envoy created chaos to achieve the goal of restraining the situation and ran away while the chaos was in trouble. However, the deputy general also revealed that the envoy was a eunuch who could be used by the Lord of Qi Kingdom and was a eunuch warrior.

According to this feature, people should be caught.

"Is it a castrator? Rare."

"Yes, it's rare."

The martial artist has strong personal strength and talent that can be seen from childhood. The possibility of becoming a eunuch is extremely low. The royal court does not want to raise a bomb that will retaliate at any time. He will be cautious when choosing eunuchs to serve the inner court. He must be a poor boy with no talent to purify himself. Occasionally, there is a fish that misses the net, and he is not talented. The martial arts he cultivates can only make people stronger.

However, there are always exceptions in everything.

The messenger is obviously one of them.

According to the captured deputy general, the envoy was also a seventh-class duke and one of the confidants of the Qi Kingdom. In recent years, he relied on helping the Qi Kingdom to make money and gradually promoted him to the title. He liked to play power the most and took care of human lives, and harmed many loyal ministers and righteous men of the Qi Kingdom.

"Catch it back and strip away Lingchi."

Chen Tang determined this person's life and death in a few words.

"Okay, Lingchi! Mama, who is you holding this person?" Gong Xiqiu saw Chen Tang holding something in one hand from afar. He looked closer and carefully and confirmed that he was a woman with a broken right leg.

The wound on the right leg is neatly as a mirror.

Judging from the remaining martial arts, you can tell who cut it.

The woman's facial features were covered with sand and plasma, and she could not see what she originally looked like. Gong Xiqiu thought she was Chen Tang's acquaintance, and the other party was unconscious and did not forget to get close to the latter's arms, and he would not let go.

"I don't know, I'm a refugee."

"Refugees? What's the special place?" The entire inner city was in chaos, and there were countless refugees waiting for rescue buried under the ruins. How could Mama go here to save a refugee alone? With her temperament, it is more likely that who will go to save whom?

Chen Tang: "...you are quite nagging."

Gong Xichou's eyes widened a little: "...Mama?"

Chen Tang sighed: "It's this voice."

She heard someone shouting "Mama" in the ruins, and only to rescue the person, she found that it was not "Mama" but "Mom".

"Speaking of it, Gongxi Qiu, I don't seem to ask you why the Gongxi clan calls young women 'Mama'?"

This question is actually a bit boring and inappropriate.
To be continued...