Under the cover of heavy rain, dull hooves could be heard, followed by the rustling of large footsteps, gradually approaching the small tent.
“Someone is coming.” Zhuge Yue said in a deep voice, then he turned around and stood up, quickly sorted out a small bag, packed some gold and food, and said to Chu Qiao, “How are you? Can you walk?”
Chu Qiao nodded, "Yes."
Zhuge Yue pulled out his dagger and tore the quilt apart in a few strokes. Not caring that the child was still sleeping, he picked him up and carried him on his back, tying him tightly to his body in a few strokes.
The child woke up dazedly, stretched out his little hand to rub his eyes, and muttered in confusion: "Uncle, where are you going?"
“Boy, your captors are here.” Zhuge Yue said calmly, his expression unchanged.
"Ah?" The child was startled and hugged Zhuge Yue's neck tightly.
The rain was howling and the sound of horse hooves outside was approaching rapidly like a strong wind. The child lay on Zhuge Yue's back and trembled slightly, but he forced himself not to tremble too violently.
"Are you scared, kid?"
The child's face turned pale with fear, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'm not afraid!"
Zhuge Yue smiled coldly, with a unique sense of arrogance and pride in his laughter, "Good boy, remember, those people outside don't have the capital to scare us."
In the darkness, torches filled with pine oil were lit, and they did not go out in the wind and rain. Someone shouted in a hoarse voice, "Hand over the man and I will spare your lives!"
In the darkness, the man turned his head. His eyes were so bright, his eyebrows were slanted into his temples, and his handsome face seemed like a sculpture. He looked at Chu Qiao with a calm expression and asked in a deep voice, "Can you do it?"
Time passed, light and shadow moved so quickly between them, she seemed to see again that evening many years ago, he sat on a tall horse, head down, and asked her the same question: "Can you do it?"
The road was bumpy and full of swords and knives. They drew their swords against each other and fought tit-for-tat several times, almost losing their lives to each other's sharp edges. Between life and death, the red blood did not blind their eyes. After so many things happening, they still haven't made that final killing move. They hesitate and even feel unwilling, heartbroken and lost. They ask themselves this question countless times late at night, but they still choose to fight side by side on such nights.
Don’t ask about the future, don’t ask about the past, don’t ask about the two people’s political views and positions.
There is only one reason, you cannot die. Neither you nor I can die here.
Chu Qiao pulled out a short knife and smiled softly, "If you die, I will definitely set off a hundred firecrackers to celebrate that I no longer have to keep remembering to repay you."
Zhuge Yue smiled, and his smile reached her eyes. It was the first time Chu Qiao saw him smile like this, warm and calm, without any sarcasm or coldness, and certainly not with so much bitterness mixed in.
"I'm afraid you won't have the chance to set off firecrackers." His eyes were deep, as if there was something hidden underneath, so deep, so deep, so deep that she dared not touch it.
He suddenly opened his arms, gently hugged Chu Qiao's shoulders, and whispered in her ear: "Follow me."
Chu Qiao's nose felt a little sour. She nodded heavily and said in a muffled voice, "Be careful."
Suddenly, a few sharp noises were heard, and Zhuge Yue frowned and stood up immediately. The child was lying on his back. Seeing him stand up so rashly, he was afraid that his head would be hit by the low tent, so he stretched out his hands and covered his head.
But there was a whoosh sound and a strong wind suddenly blew in. Chu Qiao's long hair was suddenly blown away, dancing wildly in the sky like a black butterfly.
The child opened his eyes, and saw that the huge tent had been dismantled with a hook. Three people were standing in the open field. There were more than 30 war horses in front of them, surrounding them. The people on the horses were wearing brown short martial arts uniforms, and they were all strong and fierce.
"Put the kids down and don't resist in vain." The leading man held a javelin in his hand and stared coldly at Chu Qiao and the other two, as if they were already in his pocket.
What responded to him was a cold light, and then a sharp sound was heard in the pouring rain. The man was quite agile and dodged in an instant, but the warhorse under his crotch was not so agile. The horse was frightened and stood up suddenly. The sharp dagger pierced into the horse's neck with a swish. The warhorse immediately neighed wildly, and blood spurted out, filling the sky with a blood mist!
The man was thrown off the horse and fell heavily to the ground. However, before he could get up, the frightened horse stepped hard on his stomach.
In an instant, tragic cries resounded throughout the heaven and earth!
Before his men could rescue him, the horse let out a whine and fell on top of the man with a thud.
The sound of bones and flesh breaking could be heard clearly in the heavy rain, and everyone could even imagine how miserable the man under the horse was. However, they had no time to think about these things, because in this brief incident just now, the man opposite suddenly rushed forward ferociously like a rising leopard.
A sword light suddenly pulled out of the scabbard, and suddenly a dragon-like roar was heard!
A bolt of lightning suddenly split the sky, followed by a rumbling thunder, and red blood spilled all over the earth.
The cold rays of sword energy instantly attacked from all directions. Zhuge Yue was filled with heroic spirit. He snorted with disdain, took a horse stance, and attacked wildly with fierce momentum and powerful moves.
Chu Qiao originally had difficulty even walking, but at this critical moment of life and death, she could not retreat. She had originally thought she was a merchant from Xianyang, and presumably had some ties to the guild, but now Liu Xi was rebelling and killing elders and relatives from other families. Once she revealed her identity, she would probably lead to even more brutal killings. She could only take a gamble, muster up her courage, and charge into the crowd.
After a burst of weapons clashing, Zhuge Yue forced back three guards with one sword, but both sides were stained with blood, one of the other side died and two were injured, and Zhuge Yue's chest was also cut open by the sword, and blood flowed.
"Uncle!" the child screamed in fear, "You are bleeding!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qiao forced a guard back with a knife, flew up, and kicked sideways, hitting a guard in the chest. The man staggered and sat on the ground with a thud.
“How are you?” Chu Qiao held onto Zhuge Yue.
The other party knew how powerful he was, so most of the attacks just now were directed at him. At this moment, Zhuge Yue had injuries in three places: his chest, arms, and calves.
Zhuge Yue spat out a mouthful of blood foam with a "Puh" sound, and shook his head. His eyes were gloomy, his face was cold, and his already bright red lips became even more charming. He stretched out his tongue and gently licked the blood foam on his lips, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay."
Suddenly, the sound of weapons breaking through the wind was heard behind him. Zhuge Yue turned around with his sword and slashed fiercely at the opponent's sword.
At this time, it was raining heavily, and the sky and the earth were bright white, making it seem like I was blind. Chu Qiao spun around at the same time, her petite body passed through Zhuge Yue's armpits, and stabbed him right in the heart, stabbing him in, pulling him horizontally, and then thrusting him hard!
Thunder rumbled. No one expected these two people to be so difficult to deal with. There were not many people who came, but more than ten people were killed or injured as soon as they met. Everyone was shocked. After shouting loudly, they heard a large number of troops approaching in the distance!
Outside the outer camp, there were large numbers of guards standing in the darkness like steel, blocking their escape.
"Xing'er, I can't escape."
Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of a smile on her lips, and asked quietly, "What should we do? Surrender?"
“Haha!” Zhuge Yue laughed out loud. The guards who were roaming around waiting to rush forward and deal a fatal blow to them panicked for a moment, as if they had been frightened out of their wits.
"What do you think?"
Then, they both turned their heads together, their eyes as fast as lightning, staring at the huge tent hidden in the darkness!
That was the Liu family's central camp located in the center, and living there was Liu Xi, the new generation head of the Liu family who had planned this massacre!
To catch a thief, first catch the leader. Their ideas are always in tacit agreement!
The child lay on his back. His initial fear had disappeared, and he seemed to recall the bloody riot of last night. My parents died before my eyes, and my relatives who usually smiled at me kindly turned into cold corpses. Uncle Meng carried himself out of the encirclement, but so many sharp swords were cutting him, and the blood spurted out like boiling hot oil. The child gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he stretched out his tender white little fingers, pointing at the people opposite him. There was a hint of strong hatred in his voice.
"Uncle, it's them!" The child said in a deep voice, emphasizing each word, "It's them who killed Mo'er's parents and Mo'er's sister. It's them!"
Zhuge Yue reached into his bosom and took out a small, exquisitely crafted firework. He then unhooked the hook and a brilliant beam of light instantly shot up into the dark night sky, exploding into a golden firework.
The besiegers were startled and thought he was calling for reinforcements.
Zhuge Yue turned to Chu Qiao and said, “Even if we die here today, someone will avenge us.”
Chu Qiao shook her head and smiled, "We won't die here."
Zhuge Yue was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said loudly: “Okay, then let’s fight our way out together!”
"Xing'er! Seize the horse!"
The two men instantly switched from defense to offense, charging out of the circle, reaching out to grab the horse, and flipping over neatly.
The two horses neighed at the same time. Zhuge Yue's sword was stuck in the neck of one man. The other man next to him seized the opportunity and attacked the child behind him. Zhuge Yue snorted coldly and cursed, “Despicable!” With his other hand, he swung up the scabbard and chopped it across the opponent’s head with a bang.
The sound of skulls exploding suddenly came, Zhuge Yue shouted, kicked away a soldier following closely behind him, and shouted loudly: "Xing'er, follow me!"
Then he kicked the horse hard on its buttocks. The warhorse neighed loudly like a bloodthirsty tiger and broke out of the encirclement in an instant.
The encirclement built by these guards with their flesh and blood was as fragile as a piece of white paper under his sharp sword. Zhuge Yue rode forward, leaving a bloody storm wherever he went. The wind was dancing wildly, the sky and the earth were dark yellow, and there were earth-shaking roars and shouts of killing everywhere!
"Protect the camp!"
A burst of rapid shouting suddenly rang out, and someone ran towards the central camp in panic.
"Protect the young master!"
"His target is the young master. Kill him! Kill his warhorse!"
"Archers! Archers ready!"
There were shouts of killing and screams of panic everywhere. If you didn't know, you would think this place was being ambushed by a large army.
Blood gushed out like a raging rain. Chu Qiao followed behind Zhuge Yue, protecting the child behind him, brandishing her weapon nimbly. Most of her attacks were blocked by the man in front of her, and at this moment, she was not hurt at all. This night seemed unusually long, and even now it showed no sign of passing.