At this moment, a refugee behind him took advantage of Ma Hu's unpreparedness, picked up a big stone and smashed it on the back of his head.
Zhu Qingqing screamed in fright, and Song Yuehua shot two arrows in succession.
By the time Ma Hu reacted and wanted to dodge to the side, it was too late.
At this moment, Song Da came out from nowhere, rushed over and hugged Ma Hu, protecting him under his body. The big rock hit his back hard, and Song Da suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.
"Uncle Song!"
Ma Hu shouted, and Zhao Tieniang noticed the situation on his side. She threw a few flying knives, hitting the back of the necks of several refugees. Taking advantage of this gap, she quickly came to Ma Hu's side.
Song Er also ran over, helped Song Da up, looked at the two of them without saying a word, and silently dragged them to the corner.
"Brother." Song Er shouted.
Song Da hummed.
"It's good that you're not dead. We can't get into the village now, so let's hide here first."
Seeing Song Da's mouth full of blood, Ma Hu's eyes turned red. He picked up a big knife and chopped at the refugees fiercely. Zhao Tieniang was afraid that something would happen to him, so she had to stay close to him.
There is no need to worry about martial artists like Master Duan and Ji Ming. The villagers are the ones in real danger. Song Yuehua has to concentrate and keep an eye on everyone's surroundings, making predictions in her mind at all times to avoid being careless again.
"Master, let me help you keep an eye on those on the right." Liu Xue said.
Song Yuehua nodded. She didn't dare to relax at all, even though her entire right hand was bleeding.
After seeing this, Zong Yi called Wang Heidan and Liu Shanpao and whispered in their ears. Their faces immediately turned pale. Liu Shanpao stammered, "Zong...Zong Manager, this is not good..."
Wang Heidan clenched his fists and said nothing.
Zong Yi said, "If this group of people come in, will there be a single person left alive in our village? They are here to kill your entire family, are you still thinking about it?"
“I’ll go!”
Wang Heidan said while gritting his teeth.
After the two left, Zong Yi found Dao Xiaoyi and asked her to move several stones, the largest of which weighed nearly 100 pounds.
Liu Shanpao brought a wooden frame, two large dung ladles, and borrowed a set of tools from Carpenter Yang's house. The two of them hammered around for a long time and finally made a simple projection device.
When Wang Heidan came over carrying the basket, his face was as pale as a ghost.
Zong Yi tied the basket at one end and asked Dao Xiaoyi to put the big stone at the other end. After putting the things in the basket, he pushed the stone at the other end down, and the things at one end of the long pole flew out and scattered on the group of refugees.
"Master Zong, what did you throw over there?" Dao Xiaoyi was only focused on holding the stone and didn't see it.
Zong Yi looked into the distance and said with a smile, "Of course it's a good thing."
The fire that had been lit was extinguished. The refugees only knew that they were hit by something, but they didn't know what it was. It felt soft and they were not injured. They grabbed the thing and started to feel around.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Human hands! Ah! It's human hands!"
Then someone else shouted, "It's a foot, it's a human foot!"
"A human head hit me, a human head..."
Many refugees were so frightened that no matter how the young man in black shouted, the people behind him became so frightened that their legs went limp that they dared not move forward.
Except Liu Shanpao and Wang Heidan, no one knew what they did.
Without the refugees rushing forward, the pressure on the villagers was suddenly reduced, and they were forced to retreat step by step.
Although the villagers were not martial artists, they had been practicing martial arts with Master Duan and several of his disciples during this period. Moreover, since the famine began, as long as they worked in the village, they would have food to eat. Compared with the refugees who had gone hungry for who knows how many meals, the villagers were superior in strength.
The young man in black saw that the refugees were doomed and ordered them to retreat.
The villagers were about to catch up, but Zhou Dafu squatted on the ground and called out to the villagers with a pale face.
"Go back to the village and close the door."
In this counterattack, Miao Xiaoer, Shi Gong, Cai Tiantian, Song Da, and Zhou Dafu from the village were all seriously injured. They lost too much blood and fainted when they were carried into the village.
Zhou Ergui had them all carried into the big house, and Zong Yi took a few uninjured people to deal with the refugees who died in the trap.
The clan’s big house was filled with wounded people, some lightly injured and some seriously injured.
All the medicine powder was prepared. The woman was boiling the medicine outside, while Grandma Xi, Grandma Lan, and Zhao Doudou were in the inner room treating the injuries of several seriously injured patients.
Zhao Doudou?
Song Yuehua grabbed the man and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Help!" Zhao Doudou said as a matter of course.
It was Granny Lan who explained to her, "Doudou has been learning from Granny Xi for a long time, and his skills are quite good. Don't worry, boss."
Only then did Song Yuehua let the man go and went over to check Zhou Dafu's injuries.
Zhou Dafu was stabbed in the chest. Although the wound was not serious, he lost too much blood. He was covered in blood when he was carried in. Lin kept biting her lower lip, tears streaming down her face, but she had to hold back her tears. She stayed by the side and silently helped to treat Zhou Dafu's wound.
In contrast, Song Da's wife Liu was squatting outside crying and wailing. Song Er looked disgusted and asked his wife Zeng to take the person back.
When Song Er saw Song Yuehua, his eyes were full of fatigue. He nodded slightly and left.
"Master," Liu Xue pulled the man over and said, "Your injuries haven't been treated yet, why are you running around?"
After saying that, he pulled Song Yuehua aside and started treating the wound on her hand.
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