Just as they turned the pillar over—there was a deep gash on its neck, exposing the bone! The flesh was turned inside out, its eyes wide open, dying with its eyes wide open!
"Ah!" The man screamed in terror and scrambled backward!
Then I went to see Heizi, and he had his throat slit as well!
The one who was stabbed in the lower back had a large pool of thick blood beneath him...
Tie Niu's hand, which was holding Aunt Zhao's, was also trembling involuntarily. He looked at the familiar corpses on the ground, and then at the group of ragged, emaciated men from Liushutun opposite him. His eyes were filled with disbelief and deep fear!
These starving refugees... how can they be so ruthless?! So good at fighting?! How long has it been?! All of our toughest fighters are down! They didn't even have a chance to struggle! Especially Zhu Zi, who is usually the strongest, he's gone without a sound!
A chill ran up his spine.
In Liushutun, after a brief and frenzied battle, looking at the corpses and blood all over the ground, feeling the exhaustion and pain in their wounds, especially seeing the gleaming knife tip in front of Aunt Zhao's neck, the murderous intent that Jiang Chan had stirred up, the desire to die together with her, quickly cooled down and was replaced by great fear and lingering dread.
"Husband! Help me! Help me!" Aunt Zhao cried out in fear, her voice trembling.
"mother!"
"Let's talk this out, don't hurt my wife!" Aunt Zhao's husband was sweating profusely and shouted to Tie Niu with a sob in his voice, "Let's talk this out! Everything is negotiable! Money, food... I'll find a way to get it! Please don't hurt her!" He looked at the indentation on Aunt Zhao's neck skin where the knife tip had pressed, and his heart was pounding in his throat.
The other women and children from Liushutun were terrified, desperately shrinking behind the men as if they wanted to hide themselves, fearing they would be the next ones to be held at knifepoint.
Inside and outside the courtyard, the two sides, who had just been shouting and arguing fiercely, were now locked in an eerie silence, separated by the swaying glow of the lanterns.
The heavy stench of blood and the corpses silently reminded everyone of the cost of this conflict.
No one wanted to pick up a weapon anymore; all that remained in everyone's eyes was deep apprehension and fear of the unknown outcome.
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