After thinking for a moment, he asked the Huaihua Village chief with some trepidation, "Chief Zhao, it's getting late. We've been traveling all the way and are exhausted. We'd like to rest near your village tonight and continue our journey tomorrow morning. Is that possible?"
The Huaihua Village chief carefully put the money away. He felt quite relaxed at the moment, the slight tension and seriousness he had felt during the transaction gradually dissipating.
He waved his hand nonchalantly and said in a relaxed tone, "Sure, as long as you don't disturb our village, it's fine. It's really not easy for you to be out here in the wilderness, so just rest for one night."
"Thank you. Don't worry, we won't disturb you." The head of Sujia Village responded quickly with gratitude, his face full of sincere gratitude.
After the chief of Huaihua Village turned around and left with the villagers, the chief slowly turned around and walked back to the camp with brisk steps.
The camp is located in an empty wilderness, surrounded by rolling yellow hills. In the afterglow of the setting sun, it looks like it is covered with a layer of golden-red gauze, but it can't hide its desolation and loneliness.
The dry grass on the ground trembled in the breeze, making a slight rustling sound.
As soon as I stepped into the camp, I heard a burst of laughter.
I saw villagers gathered around the water buckets, some of them were scooping water with ladles and carefully putting it into their cracked lips, with satisfied expressions as if they were tasting the most precious nectar in the world; some were gently wiping their dusty and tired faces with wet towels, with a new glow in their eyes; children were running and laughing in the crowd, shouting "There's water, there's water", and the crisp children's voices added a bit of vitality and vigor to the entire camp.
The village chief looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart felt as happy as if it was blown by the spring breeze.
He thought to himself that although it cost a little money to buy water this time, it was worth it as it could help the villagers regain their spirits and hope!
On this difficult journey of fleeing famine, even a little comfort is enough to support everyone to move forward.
On this silent night, the villagers of Sujia Village, who had been traveling all day, were preparing to rest.
At this moment, the sudden sound of weapons clashing suddenly broke the tranquility of the night.
The sound of metal colliding was crisp and cold, echoing in the silent air, with a chilling and murderous feeling.
The originally relaxed nerves of the people in Sujia Village suddenly tensed up, and the tiredness on their faces was instantly replaced by anxiety and fear.
The images of the group of soldiers from last time appeared in their minds at the same time, and they wondered in their hearts: Could it be that those soldiers haven't left yet?
For a moment, the whole village seemed to be under a spell.
The villagers stayed where they were, not daring to make a sound.
Their bodies trembled slightly, their eyes were filled with fear and vigilance, but their ears were like sensitive radars, carefully capturing the movements that were gradually moving away or approaching, and everyone's heart was in their throat.
Su Wenjun frowned, thinking that passively waiting like this was not a good idea, so he took Dahu and Dazhuang beside him with a determined look and hurried to find the village chief.
After meeting the village chief, Su Wenjun said anxiously, "Village chief, we can't just sit there and wait. Dahu and I will secretly go and get some information so we can make plans early."
After hearing this, the village chief's face became solemn. He knew that what Su Wenjun said was absolutely right. If they stayed here and waited blindly, unknown dangers would only follow them like shadows.
After a moment's contemplation, the village chief nodded in agreement: "Okay, go ahead and take a look, but remember, be careful and don't act rashly!"
The three of them nodded solemnly, their eyes filled with determination.
They crept cautiously towards the scene of the incident.
After finally arriving not far from the scene of the incident, they searched quickly and finally found a hidden corner that was easy to observe.
It was a dense bush with overgrown weeds all around, which was perfect for hiding their figures.
The three of them looked at each other, then quietly crawled in, their bodies pressed tightly against the ground, their eyes staring nervously ahead through the gaps between the branches and leaves.
Su Wenjun and the other two lay in a hidden place, their eyes fixed on the front.
When they looked over carefully, they saw two groups of people engaged in a fierce and life-and-death battle in the open space.
The moonlight poured down like mercury, illuminating the chaotic battlefield, allowing them to carefully observe the appearance of those people.
After a quick inspection, they were surprised to find that these people were not the same group of soldiers as last time.
This realization made the anxiety that had been hanging in their hearts recede like a tide, and their tense nerves relaxed a little.
However, the situation at the moment is still tense and delicate, with a strong atmosphere of solemnity all around. If they want to leave quietly, they are very likely to be discovered and fall into unknown danger.
Helplessly, they could only suppress their anxiety and continue to lurk in the same place, closely watching every move of the fighting parties, not daring to blink their eyes.
There were more than ten people on one side of the field, all of them had agile postures and sharp eyes, and they were obviously well-trained players.
Opposite them stood twenty people in night clothes, covered from head to toe, with only their eyes showing, which flashed a cold light in the moonlight.
At this moment, the auras collided with each other like substances, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
The group of more than ten people cooperated well with each other and their moves were fierce. One of them rushed forward and made a feint, which caused the enemy man in night clothes to raise his knife to block. In an instant, two people next to him rushed out from the flank, using their swords to pierce the enemy's armpits and waist. Each attack was carried out with great force and precise angle.
The twenty men in night clothes were no less formidable. Although they had the advantage in numbers, they did not underestimate their enemies and were extremely ruthless in their attacks.
I saw the sharp blades flashing in their hands. One of them jumped high up, like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit, and chopped down the big knife in his hand with great force from top to bottom, bringing up a whistling sound. Every move went straight to the vital point, and every swing was accompanied by a bloodthirsty desire. It was obvious at a glance that he was not a good person.
As time went on, the fight gradually came to an end. Both groups were blood-thirsty, brave and fearless, determined to kill each other.
At this time, most of the twenty people in night clothes had been killed, and only two were still resisting stubbornly.
On the other side, only one of the original dozen or so people was still fighting.
This man was extremely powerful, and his moves were powerful yet agile. He should have had the upper hand in the fight, but there was someone protecting him, which restricted his movements and prevented him from fully unleashing his greatest strength.
Despite this, he still relied on his superb martial arts and tenacious will to try his best to deal with the remaining two enemies.
He took a step forward with his left foot, and dodged a sword thrust from the enemy on the left by leaning sideways. At the same time, he clenched his right fist and blasted it towards the face of the enemy on the right like a cannonball. The enemy raised his head to avoid it, and he took advantage of the situation and hit him hard on the neck with an elbow.
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