The desperate shouts in the streets and the occasional flaming arrows lit up the entire sky, and even the cold air in the air seemed to disappear.
Looking at the dead end in front of him, Ji Feng was so angry that he wanted to curse his father: "You turned a good road into a dead end, you are crazy! What a sin!"
Seeing the dead end before him, Ji Shilin felt desperate and jumped off the carriage with his two younger brothers.
Seeing the Turks chasing after him, he protected Ji Fengshou behind him and said, "Wait for the three of us to clear the way for you. You have a mule that runs fast, so go out and find someone to save us."
These words were just to comfort Ji Fengshou.
Three people against thirty people, they would have been chopped into meat patties before Ji Feng could get back.
However, Ji Shilin is more delicate in his thoughts, and if he tells it directly, I'm afraid Ji Fengshou will not agree.
"Yes, we'll clear the way for you. Get ready, and when we call you to go, just charge!"
Ji Shishan clenched his fists and looked at the group of barbarians opposite him vigilantly.
The thirty barbarians didn't even bother to look at them when they saw them, and they chattered about something indistinctly.
They saw these people looking at them as if they saw prey in the hunting ground. Their eyes were glowing red and they rushed forward with knives in hand.
The three brothers attacked together, punching the heads of the two horses in front with their fists.
When people are about to die, they can often unleash their unlimited potential. When I punched the horse, it neighed, raised its front hooves and threw the person off its back, then fell heavily, knocking down several horses.
Ji Shilin shouted, "Go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three brothers stepped forward to clear the way.
Ji Fengshou gritted his teeth and whipped the mule hard. The mule, carrying the carriage, moved forward and charged towards these people face to face.
These barbarians were also ruthless people. When they saw him rushing towards them, they did not dodge or evade, but swung their swords at the mule and him.
The three brothers cleared the way, snatched the knife from the barbarian's hand and slashed at him.
They were stabbed several times but remained fearless. With their life-threatening protection, Ji Fengshou finally carved out a bloody path here.
The mule was also stabbed several times on its back and abdomen. It was gasping in pain and bleeding all over the place.
Seeing him rush out, the three brothers turned pale, with relieved smiles on their faces, and prepared to die calmly.
Ji Shilin shouted, "Come on! You little bastards born of mothers but not raised by them! Sooner or later, our Dali Dynasty cavalry will trample through your grasslands and slaughter you all!"
"I will kill all these beasts today, not just one day sooner or later!"
"superior!"
The three brothers rushed forward to fight with the determination to die.
The barbarian was provoked by their words and became even more ruthless, willing to kill them with his own hands even if it meant getting injured.
Ji Fengshou rushed out of the alley, shouting, "Is there anyone here? Help! Help!"
There was no telling how many houses were set on fire in the entire alley, and the entire street was as bright as day, but his cries for help fell on deaf ears.
Ji Fengshou's nervous head was full of sweat. He wanted to save the person! He didn't want to lose his life!
He looked around anxiously and saw a night-scented cart (manure cart) thrown on the street by someone unknown. His eyes lit up and an idea came to his mind.
When he was a kid, he was naughty and once blew up a toilet, almost ruining his home. He was then hung up and beaten by his own father...
He quickly tore off his clothes and blindfolded the mule, then pulled down the curtain, set it on fire and threw it into the carriage.
In less than a minute, the entire carriage was filled with smoke, and the snowflakes were dried before they even landed on the roof.
He harnessed the night-scented carriage to the back, then rode the mule and rushed back as if his butt was on fire.
Ji Fengyi was hiding in a house not far away with a sword in his hand. When he saw a ball of fire moving quickly, he couldn't help but take a look.
Just then, I saw Ji Fengshou rushing into an alley with a smoking mule cart, and I couldn't help but shout, "Ji Fengshou!"
Ji Fengshou didn't hear the shout, but it was heard by Ying Er who was killing barbarians not far away.
Hmm? This name... this name sounds familiar?
Ji Shilin and the other two were exhausted and were about to lose their breath when they saw a ball of fire rushing back, reflecting Ji Fengshou's cold face.
The three of them instantly took a deep breath and looked at him with bloodshot eyes: "Let's go!"
"Leave! Do you think I'm stupid? If we're going to leave, let's leave together! I'm going to blow these idiots to death today! Come here!"
Ji Fengshou also roared back with all his might, and his hands holding the reins had turned white from exerting too much force.
Hearing Ji Fengshou's words, the three brothers were so moved that their eyes were filled with tears, and they fought desperately towards the entrance of the alley.
Ji Fengshou cut the reins on the mule, pulled off the cloth covering its eyes, and whipped its butt. The mule was frightened and ran away without a trace.
Ji Fengshou pushed the night-scented cart and rushed towards the barbarians: "You maggots, go back to your hometown!"
The smell in the night-scented car was so strong that it stimulated people to cry, and even the unpretentious barbarians rolled their eyes because of the smell.
Ji Shilin and the other two fought hard and were injured, but they finally reunited with Ji Fengshou.
"withdraw!"
When Ji Fengshou saw the people coming, he quickly pushed the night-scented cart in his hand forward, and all the wooden barrels on it fell to the ground one after another.
The entire alley was instantly filled with a foul smell that made people bend over and vomit.
Even Ji Shitou couldn't stand the smell and ran away while saying, "Ugh!!"
“Stop… Stop! Ugh!!!”
The barbarians behind him were chasing him relentlessly.
"Let's push the burning carriage over and blow them up!"
Ji Fengshou ran to the burning carriage, and as soon as his hands touched the shaft, he was burned.
He gritted his teeth and rushed back pushing the mule cart: "I'm going to blow you up!!!"
Ji Shilin and his two brothers ignored their burned hands and tried their best to help him push the cart.
The carriage was burned to pieces. Ji Feng took it to Yexiang's carriage, pushed the mule cart forward, and ran backwards with the people, not even bothering to dodge the knife behind him.
The charcoal fire inside was scattered everywhere, and more than a dozen barrels that had been contaminated with high-concentration feces for a long time exploded quickly when they encountered open flames.
"boom!!"
The scene was extremely tragic.
A deafening sound made Ji Fengyi, who had just run here, feel his legs go weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.
“No! No!!!”
Ji Fengyi suddenly felt that the sword in his hand, which he was using to protect himself, seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he could not hold it. He threw it away without a care in the world and stumbled towards the entrance of the alley.
When he saw four people stacked together at the entrance of the alley, he almost cried for joy.
"Stone!"
"Stone Mountain!"
"stone forest!"
"A good harvest!"
He checked their breathing, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly patted them.
Ji Fengshou felt as if someone was constantly pulling at him. He tiredly opened his eyes and saw his brother saying something anxiously, but he could hear nothing.
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