The devil is coming

Chapter 19
"Achaidu!"
The death of his fellow sharpshooter made the barbarian man almost go crazy. He and Achaidu were the two warriors under the leader. They had been by the leader's side for so many years, and they had long had a brotherly friendship.
"I...I'm going to kill you!!!"
The big barbarian man raised the knife in his hand and rushed towards Liang Cheng who had just been kicked away by him.
Liang Cheng was hit by an arrow in his left arm and was lying on the ground. He seemed to be unable to stand up because of the serious injury.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"
At this time, Zheng Fan, who had been hiding in the corner before, shouted and rushed out with a knife.
He hid before because he didn't want to be a burden, but if he didn't come out now, Liang Cheng would be chopped up by this barbarian man.
Liang Cheng was still lying on the ground, looking at Zheng Fan who was shouting and rushing towards this direction from the other direction, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head.
The night before departure, Blind Bei secretly summoned them for a talk.
Blind Bei said, I know everyone still doesn’t think highly of the Lord in their hearts.But in the final analysis, we must never forget that we are all created by the Lord.
If the real world is compared to a cage, the Lord can be said to have been chained in the cage. But now, we only need to give the Lord an environment in which he can develop freely. As the Creator who can create us, He In the future, he will definitely grow into a leader who can lead us and is truly worthy of our following!
Zheng Fan is really ready to fight now.
He knew that the barbarian man was very strong, and even if he didn't shine, he was no match for him. However, at this moment, he continued to shiver and hide in the corner, watching Liang Cheng being hacked to death without any emotion, hoping that the other party would not pay attention. Go to yourself so that you can save your life...
This is not Zheng Fan's character. He has already died once. In this world, every extra day he lives is earned, so he doesn't want to live with regrets!
Therefore, even if Zheng Fan's output depends entirely on roaring,
at least,
He rushed forward anyway,
and,
Roar loudly!
"Um...cough..."
The charging barbarian man suddenly trembled and stopped.
He lowered his head and looked at his palm in astonishment. The palm of his hand was already pitch black.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood with a foul smell spurted out from his mouth, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
He was poisoned, and it was a terrible poison. The poison... came from the nails of the man from the Yan Kingdom...
Zheng Fan had already rushed in front of the barbarian man, but the barbarian man just raised his head in confusion and looked at Zheng Fan, who was gradually getting closer to him.
He wanted to raise his knife,
but,
"Bang!"
his knife,
fell to the ground.
He wanted to raise his fist,
But his body began to fall backward uncontrollably.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"
Zheng Fan had no more thoughts in his mind. After he rushed to a certain distance, he chopped down with the knife in his hand with all his strength!
"boom!"
"boom!"
The first sound of falling to the ground was that of the barbarian man who fell to the ground. Blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth. His vitality had been completely strangled by the corpse poison.
The second fell to the ground was Zheng Fan. Because the barbarian man fell to the ground, his sword was empty. Under the desperate inertia, Zheng Fan also fell to the ground.
In the distance, Xue San, with a flying face, did not forget to cheer:
"My lord is mighty!"
Zheng Fan glanced at the dead barbarian man lying next to him with some disbelief. Huh... deep down in his heart, he didn't have the slightest regret that he couldn't kill the opponent himself. Instead, he only felt a strong sense of joy in surviving the disaster. .
Not being afraid of death does not mean not wanting to live.
Liang Cheng stood up from the ground. He grabbed the arrow tail with his right hand and pulled out the arrow from his left arm. The blood did not flow out, leaving only a through hole, and the hole was still there. There are layers of black evil spirits surrounding it.
After tearing off his clothes and bandaging the wound several times to cover it up, Liang Cheng walked over and stretched out his hand to Zheng Fan, who was lying on the ground still breathing heavily.
Zheng Fan smiled sheepishly, reached out, grabbed Liang Cheng's hand, and stood up.
"Oh my god!"
Over there, Xue San let out an exclamation.
"My lord, we caught a big fish here!"
Zheng Fan and Liang Cheng immediately walked over and saw an old man leaning on the ground where the two barbarians had rushed out. He had been hit by two arrows and had several serious wounds.
Although the armor on the old man's body was already pitted, one could still tell that it was valuable. Among the barbarian tribes, it was an absolute luxury for the armor to be beautiful.
Even the two barbarians before, probably wanted to escort the old man to escape from the encirclement, so they placed the old man here first to quickly deal with themselves and others.
The old man now opened his eyes and stared at Zheng Fan and the other three angrily.
It can be seen that although he is old, he would have been a difficult character before he was injured.
"My lord, if this old guy was caught alive, wouldn't he have more merit?"
Zheng Fan bit his lip and said, "Kill."
"Ah?" Xue San couldn't understand.
Liang Cheng, who was standing next to Zheng Fan, also said: "Kill him. He should have seen what just happened."
Although he already has a certain understanding of this world, his understanding is not yet in-depth. Who knows if Liang Cheng's fighting method just now seems very different in this world?
"Tsk tsk tsk, yes." Xue San agreed.
At this moment, the old man who seemed to know his own outcome suddenly stared at Liang Cheng and shouted:
"Devil... Devil!"
"Hey, that's right."
Xue San's dagger slashed.
…………
The Yan State's cavalry has controlled the battlefield situation, and the large-scale strangulation has ended. Now, all that is left is to conduct an all-round search of the camp, not to miss any barbarians.
A cavalry team discovered a very strange place.
Five cavalrymen rode in front of a pile of wooden carts. Each of the cavalrymen had shock in their eyes.
On the cart, there was a row of barbarian heads.
The hairstyle of the barbarians is completely different from that of the Yan people. Although the Yan people are located in the north and are called a barbarian country by several major countries in the Central Plains, this is just equivalent to regional discrimination in later generations.
The bizarre hairstyles of the barbarians and their habit of getting tattoos and wound patterns on their faces and scalps make their heads extremely easy to identify.
A dwarf squatted on a cart,
A man with his left arm bandaged stood on the other side,
In the center, the man standing had a bloody face, and he was holding the head of an old man in his hand. At his feet, there was a headless corpse.
The captain's eyes narrowed. At this moment, he had the urge to order his men to charge!
Although those barbarian heads were valuable and could be used to calculate merit or reward, what he valued more was the head of the old man. He had probably guessed the identity of the owner of the head.
The reason why the Chinese army hasn't stopped searching yet is because they are looking for the old man.
The people on the other side are just civilians. How lucky are the three civilians to be able to use themselves as bait to die, to get so many heads in this chaos, and to squeeze out the greatest achievement of this battle? It’s in hand!
Xue San was biting a grass stem in his mouth. He disliked the smell on his body, but what he disliked even more was the murderous intent emanating from the five Yan Kingdom cavalry in front of him.
This murderous intention was directed at the three of them.
He twisted his neck, moved his lips slightly, and whispered:
"Lord, they plan to take advantage of others."
Striving for merit, even going as far as to attack Pao Ze for it, is something that is difficult to avoid in the army. Especially, the attire of Zheng Fan and the three of them are just civilians in the eyes of the regular soldiers of Yan State.
The war horse began to plow its hooves, and the cavalry could no longer hold it any longer.
At this moment, it's still a mess, and we can still take action. If we delay any longer, when the search is over, there will be too many eyes, and it will be inconvenient to take action again.
The captain finally made up his mind and raised the sword in his hand.
"Roar!"
At this moment, a low roar came from behind the five knights.
The captain's body immediately trembled. This beast's roar meant who was coming. They knew very well.
The knights immediately turned their horses, lowered their heads in that direction, and at the same time struck their left breastplates with their right hands.
"Is it another monster?" Xue San muttered.
Liang Cheng beside him also straightened up silently.
At this time, Zheng Fan saw a monster with a double horn on its head and a face that looked like a tiger, slowly walking towards this side.
This is a very strange-looking monster, but if we look for similarities in a strict sense, it seems to be more similar to Pixiu than the mount on the crotch of the lord who summoned the envoy that we saw in Hutou City earlier.
Sitting on top of the monster was a young man wearing red armor. The young man's face was very white.
Behind the young man, there was an old swordsman wearing a purple robe, holding a sword and following step by step.
The monster passed through the five knights and came directly in front of Zheng Fan. The young general in red armor sitting on it had a meaningful smile on his lips. He first glanced at the heads, and then Scanned across Zheng Fan and the other three.
When he glanced at Xue San, the young general frowned slightly. On the battlefield and in the military camp, the smell naturally cannot be fresh and fragrant, but such a strong smell standing in front of you is still a bit unbearable.
However, after a moment, the red-armored general bent down slightly, stared at Zheng Fan who was standing in front of the three people, and said:
"You all killed them?"
Zheng Fan nodded and looked at each other.
"How did you kill it?"
"You're lucky enough to kill."
The red-armored young man sat up straight, the expression on his face was a little hard to fathom.
He urged the reins in his hands, and the monster turned back and walked up to the knight captain.
"Know the guilt?"
The red-armored general spoke calmly.
The corps commander was stunned for a moment, then immediately dismounted and knelt down.
"I will be convicted at the end!"
In the army, there is no such thing as sophistry, nor is it very particular about everyone getting the stolen goods, because it is difficult for you to think about whether you are the chicken that your general wants to kill.
"Just admit your guilt." The red-armored general nodded.
When the corps commander heard this, he raised his head in horror and shouted:
"But they are just civilians, they are just bait!"
It means that people of this level should be killed if they are killed!
The young man in red armor replied calmly:
"They are now Paoze."
Then,
The young man in red armor said in a young voice: "Uncle Seven."
"Buzz!"
The old swordsman suddenly released a red light, the sword unsheathed, and then returned.
"Pfft!"
The captain's head rolled down.
The other four knights immediately dismounted and knelt on the ground, trembling.
The young man in red armor didn't seem to intend to continue punishing these soldiers. Instead, he turned sideways and looked at the three Zheng Fans behind him.
"After cleaning up, come to our military tent."
Zheng Fan was a little surprised, but at this moment, the eyes of the old man holding the sword suddenly glanced over, bringing a cold chill.
"The last will obey!"
Zheng Fan responded in the manner of the headless corps leader before, and then clasped his hands into fists without even thinking of kneeling down.
"Hehehe...a common man actually calls himself a general."
The red-armored young man laughed, turned around, seemed to have thought of something, and ordered again:
"By the way, that dwarf is not allowed to enter my military tent even if he washes off a layer of his skin."
finished ordering,
The young man in red armor left slowly on his mount, and the old man holding the sword still followed him.
crisis, relieved.
Zheng Fan let out a long sigh of relief.
Xue San muttered with some dissatisfaction:
"You bitch, how dare you despise me..."
(End of this chapter)