Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 36 Gu Jiazui, here we come
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The feeling of blood splashing on his face was hot. The moment Jing Zhao was knocked away, he lost his mind for a moment. When he realized what happened, the man fell straight down in front of him.

The dagger that was supposed to pierce his chest was now stuck in his heart.And the murderer drew his dagger and went to cut off his head.

Blood welled up in Jing Zhao's eyes in an instant. Holding the dagger firmly, he ran over and kicked the man over, stabbing the dagger into his body without hesitation.

In fact, it is not difficult, a sharp dagger piercing a chest is as easy as piercing a piece of paper.

He was already covered in blood, Jing Zhao couldn't tell which was his own and which was the enemy's.

His eyes were red from killing, but his body dominated by anger was no longer aware of the pain. He kept looking for targets, then attacked, and then killed them.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and big and big raindrops hit the roof with a crackling sound.

The enemies around him fell one by one, and their companions also fell one by one.

Originally, there were only 20 of them, and it was impossible to deal with 100 of them.

Jing Zhao's strategy was to use pepper and chili to eat away at the other party, tearing them apart bit by bit, but the appearance of Aqina directly changed the outcome of this war.

Priests will win by absolute superiority.

With fewer and fewer companions around Jing Zhao, he had no choice but to call everyone to retreat behind their last line of defense and wait for Aning's rescue.

Aning is his last hole card.

The one who retreated first took the bow and arrow as a cover, but at this moment, someone yelled:
"Gu Jingzhao is here! Kill him!"

His head can be exchanged for one hundred gold, one hundred stones of grain, and the position of a township chief!

A group of town soldiers rushed towards him, and those who had already entered the defense line were about to rush out one by one, but Jing Zhao shouted: "Don't come out!!"

Anyway, their target is themselves, Jing Zhao simply directs all the firepower to himself, buys time for them to the greatest extent, and waits for Aning's rescue.

It's worth it to trade his life for ten lives!

It's a pity that he can't return the dagger to little Aning himself, can't make soup for him, can't play with Xiaohu and Xiaoyun anymore... This life is too short, and he hasn't lived enough.

He secretly said: System, if you can revive me again, I will still choose Daqin!
Jing Zhao closed his eyes, and then opened them to be calm, but it seemed to be the sudden calm on the eve of the storm. He exuded a strong deterrent force from his whole body, and said, "Come on!"

He picked up the dagger, and the moment he rushed up, there was an earth-shattering sound outside the house, which made everyone turn their heads to look out. In an instant, villagers from the stream rushed in, and a group of people carried shovels and hoes, shouting : "Gu false mouth, here we come!"

At that moment, Jing Zhao almost burst into tears.

The situation became chaotic again. Although the folks in Xiaxi had never trained soldiers and went to the battlefield, they won because of the large number of people. Three people besieged one of the opponents and won the victory with an absolute advantage.

The giant-like Aqina, no matter how powerful he was, was outnumbered. He was besieged by his fellow villagers and fell to the ground, dying of serious injuries.

"Mr. Gu." An Nanhuai held a dagger, his hair was all rolled up, and his sleeves were tied on his hands. He looked like a capable young man, "Sorry, we are late."

"No." Jing Zhao walked up to the crowd, bowed long and saluted, "Thank you everyone."

At this time, the clothes on his body had been scratched countless times, his face was covered with blood, most of his bun was untied, and his hair was sticky with blood, showing a withered red color. He was in a state of distress, but his eyes became more determined Resolute, the aura exuding from his body is powerful and awe-inspiring.

Everyone felt that the Gu Jingzhao they saw at this moment was different from what they had seen before. There seemed to be something more about him that he didn't have before.

Jing Zhao walked up to the young man who blocked the dagger for him just now, he knelt down on one knee, and gently closed the young man's eyes with his hands. His body had already cooled down, but Jing Zhao would always remember the young man's scalding blood splashed on the ground. The feeling on your own face.

With his hand on his forehead, Jing Zhao said softly, "Sorry."

An Nanhuai walked to Jing Zhao's side: "Mr. Gu, the man at No. 110 Xiaxi is here waiting for your orders, please give me your instructions."

Jing Zhao said with a cold face, "A-Ning hasn't come yet, something must have happened to him. Everyone replaced the hoes in their hands with daggers, and followed me with the remaining bows and arrows."

They picked up the daggers used by the soldiers on the ground and followed Jing Zhao out.

Jing Zhao and An Nanhuai walked in the front, his hair was wet by the rain and mist, and the rain slid down the arch bone to the perfect jaw, dripping one by one.

The gloomy mouth looked like Shura who had stepped out of hell, with the aura of destroying everything.

Sure enough, the priest and the patriarch, the two old and cunning foxes, not only sent people to encircle and suppress Shang Shiji, but also sent people to Shandan and their hiding place.

When Jing Zhao rushed in with his men, there was already a scuffle inside.

When he saw Aning in the crowd, Jing Zhao threw the dagger to him, "A Ning, go on!"

Hearing the sound, the young man jumped up into the air and caught the dagger in the air. The moment it fell, he held the dagger back and slashed hard. One person's head was cut off in an instant. The movement was clean and neat, and the cut was neat. The headless body hadn't come to its senses yet, and it ran forward for a few steps before suddenly falling down.

The power of this dagger in Aning's hands is far stronger than that of Jing Zhao.

After breaking out of the encirclement, Aning rushed to Gu Jingzhao's side, glanced at him up and down, and was about to speak, but suddenly——

The young man's eyes suddenly focused, and he pulled Jing Zhao behind him. He bowed and stabbed forward, and the next moment the dagger stabbed the person who attacked Jing Zhao.

The blood spattered on the boy's face, and a tumulus blossomed in an instant.

"Follow me closely." Aning said to Jing Zhao, his voice was as cold and flat as usual.

After saying these three words, the two broke out in one direction.

Jing Zhao didn't hold back Aning either. He held a dagger in his hand and supported Aning's back. The two supported each other and fought a bloody path.

These country soldiers would never have thought that there would be support!And Gu Jingzhao actually brought so many people.

Seeing the situation, the leader yelled, "Quick, retreat!"

They fought and ran, but Jing Zhao and his party acted like crazy wolves, not planning to let them go.

He and Aning led An Nanhuai and a group of villagers to chase after them. The villagers were so frightened that they didn't dare to resist anymore, and they threw away their weapons and ran for their lives.

When the scouts reported the situation to the patriarchs and priests sitting in the ancestral hall.

"How is it possible! 200 people are almost wiped out?!"

The priest said angrily, "Where is Aqina?"

(End of this chapter)