The daily farming life of the black-bellied young lady

Chapter 177
Chu Ying couldn't hear their words clearly, the panic before and the nervousness now, the air was mixed with various shouts and the sound of Chu Ying blocking and hitting.

Human beings are made of flesh and blood. Anyone who is hit will eventually suffer pain, but people's tolerance to pain can be trained the day after tomorrow. Only now does Chu Ying understand why soldiers in the special forces have to be treated inhumanly. training.

Looking at the swinging sword and the stabbing spear, Chu Ying instinctively dodged and retreated and attacked without thinking, her body had already reacted accurately.

Waiting for Yelang to push away the people on the inner and outer third floors, he saw quite a few people lying on the ground in a disorderly manner, some of them had broken and protruding hand bones, and the bloody look looked bloody.

And Chu Ying held one person's hand and twisted it forcefully to dislocate his wrist, and then blocked the stabbing knife with a simple pull.No matter how those people screamed, Yelang couldn't see any pity in Chu Ying's eyes.

It seemed that the enemy soldiers in front of her were not human beings, but wooden training dolls. Even if the hand bones were broken or the leg bones protruded, it would not matter if they were killed on the spot.Anyone who stands in front of her will die.

Although Yelang knew that he couldn't be soft on the enemy for a moment, this wasn't the team leader he knew before. It wasn't the team leader who couldn't sleep for a long time after taking care of the wounded, and often cried silently at night alone.

"Team leader..." Yelang broke through the crowd, and put his knife against the neck of a leader wearing the thickest armor next to him.This is not what the team leader wants, and Yelang doesn't want the team leader to regret it when he thinks about it.

"Quiet, don't do this again. Stop it..."

Yelang yelled, Chu Ying came back to her senses, looked at the enemy soldier whose neck had been twisted in her hand, let go of her hand at once, looked at the enemy soldier next to her, Chu Ying slowly stepped back a few steps, momentarily The fighting made Chu Ying forget her mission.

When more people were knocked down, Chu Ying would always think of the fighting in the past few days, recalling the soldiers who fell to the ground beside her, and the enemy troops pouring in front of her, Chu Ying slapped herself heavily .Following behind Night Wolf, he slowly walked out of the curtain.

Surrounded by noisy voices and terrified and angry enemy soldiers, Chu Ying didn't think of anything in her head for a moment, but just followed Yelang, lifeless like a walking dead.

Seeing that no one was fighting the fire around, Chu Ying guessed that it was time to retreat, but seeing the enemy troops everywhere, she was already struggling.

Chu Ying picked up the torch next to it and threw it at the grain depot next to it. Perhaps it was because the inside had already started to burn, and the fire burned the outside curtains, and the grain inside was exposed.

For a while, some of the soldiers around started to fight the fire, and the already chaotic scene became even more difficult to control.Chu Ying led the three horses beside her, tied the leader's hands and feet with ropes and moved them to the horses, then gave Ye Lang a look.

Chu Ying whistled quickly and loudly, and gave the horse a heavy whip.Rushed away from the chaotic crowd and rode towards the sentry point on the other side of Adan Muye.

"Have they retreated?"

"Hare and the others have already sacrificed, and the other team has already completed the task and evacuated, you go."

"Get on the horse, you go too." Chu Ying put the knife on the leader's neck to deter the other sentries. When Adan Muye got on the horse safely, Chu Ying swung his whip and beat him on the horse.

"Hurry up, you two, I'll be back." Chu Ying sat back on the horse, took out an arrow from the quiver, and shot at the enemy soldiers who were rushing forward. This close-range shooting was basically one arrow at a time.

As soon as the enemy army was yelling angrily, Chu Ying couldn't understand a word, but they should have said that. Fortunately, the quick action has a little advantage in time.

Waiting for a certain distance from the enemy army, Chu Ying held the horse, kicked the leader off the horse, picked up the dagger and moved back towards that point, the leader's eyes were full of anger.

Chu Ying cut the rope on his hands and feet, but the moment the man stood up and resisted, Chu Ying resisted a few times, then forced her head towards the man, watching the man slowly fall down .

Chu Ying touched her sore forehead, staggered on the horse and left, no wonder the squad leader always said that this method of bumping the forehead was a method used when the last hands and feet were bound.

But the whistling sound from a distance caused the horse under the seat to turn around and run back, Chu Ying pulled its head forcefully, and swung the whip vigorously a few times.The horse obediently ran forward due to the pain and deterrence of the whip, but there was still a sign of going back.

Chu Ying had no choice but to whip a few times at intervals. This could not be said to be riding a horse, it was running for her life. The horse kept galloping towards Chu Ying due to fright and almost fell down several times.

On one occasion, the foot of the horse's rein was almost reaching the ground, and the hand holding the rein was already red from being strangled. She didn't know how long she ran until the horse couldn't move anymore and fell to the ground. Then fell to the ground.

The sky had also begun to light up slightly, and a small amount of sunlight shone on the bruised horse. In Chu Ying's blurry tears, she could only see the long wounds bleeding continuously, and the horse trembled slightly.

Chu Ying knelt on the ground, and slowly stretched out her hand to touch its bloody wound, but retracted it again, hot tears dripping down.

Looking at the panting horse with its eyes open, and with many tears at the corners of its eyes, Chu Ying took out a dagger with dried blood. The left hand has been trembling slightly.

Chu Ying grabbed her left hand with her right hand, swallowed, "I'm sorry." Chu Ying felt the beating of the horse's heart, closed her eyes, and stabbed hard at the heart.

Tears from the corners of the eyes slid down to the chin and dripped on the horse. The horse struggled for a while and stopped moving. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chu Ying roared, and hit the ground with her ground, her fists, which were already in pain, were smashed to the point of losing consciousness.

Opening her eyes and looking at the motionless horse, Chu Ying could no longer restrain the pain in her heart, and cried heart-piercingly. The little man knelt in front of the horse, her body trembling all the time, her hands tightly clenched. fist.

The blood that flowed down made Chu Ying recall the previous battle over and over again in her mind, the big pit that took three days to dig out, and buried the remains of tens of thousands of soldiers.

Chu Ying had no choice, Chu Ying had to fight, and the rapidly changing battlefield had no time to be hypocritical. Originally, there would be psychological counseling after each mission. Chu Ying thought that she had adjusted her emotions, but killing a large number of enemies, tens of thousands of people Life, all of this is unbearable for Chu Ying.

It may take a long time for Chu Ying to recover from the trauma of this war.The wounds on the body will heal one day, but Chu Ying in her heart is at a loss.

Having waited and cried enough, crying out of strength, Chu Ying fell to the ground, watching the catkins fluttering in the wind, flying wantonly and freely in the warm light of the sunrise.I guess it will be spring. I wonder if Ye Qiu still takes out all the quilts and clothes at home to dry in the yard as in previous years. I wonder if Lu Ming is still in business. Every spring, he will bring delicious food from other places. The delicious drink came back, did he bring anything back now?

(No matter how righteous and high-sounding the purpose of the war is, as an individual in the war, what he experiences is a nightmare.)
(End of this chapter)