The orc was beaten again. Wu Gen put down the broken knife tiredly, grabbed a clump of grass that smelled of blood from the ground, put it into his mouth and chewed it. Looking up, there were numerous corpses on the steep ridge, all of which were killed orcs.
The location where he is now is on the top of a steep mountain, only a dozen feet in size. The terrain is narrow and easy to defend but difficult to attack. The only drawback is that there is no food or water source on the mountain.
The group of people had been guarding here for four days and had repelled seven attacks by the orcs. Since being discovered by the orcs a few days ago, the group of people fought and retreated, and finally arrived at this place of death.
Although it was not easy for the orcs to climb up and attack, several people were exhausted physically and mentally after fighting continuously. The most important thing is that there are no supplies on the top of the mountain and there is no way to escape.
Looking at the hundreds of orcs at the foot of the mountain, Wu Gen swallowed the grass foam in his mouth. This was the only way to quench his thirst. Behind him, a group of people were all scarred. Liu You had already passed out. His years of slavery had left him with a poor foundation, so he was naturally the first to fall.
In order to protect Wu Gen, Baoxiang blocked a long crossbow that flew from nowhere. His butt was pierced and he could only lie down to rest. As for Shui Congyue, Wu Gen didn't know how many injuries he had suffered. Anyway, the clothes on his body were already riddled with holes. He, who always paid attention to his appearance, could lie on the ground with his eyes closed and adjust his breathing, which showed how serious the injuries were.
Baoxiang moved over rubbing the ground, took a look at the movement at the bottom of the mountain, and said with some emotion, "It seems that these dogs are not planning to attack the mountain, and they plan to trap us to death."
Wu Gen looked back at him and said with a sad smile, "I'm sorry for dragging you to a place like this."
Baoxiang didn't react at first, but then his face became angry, "What nonsense are you kidding me to come here with? Don't worry, we are brothers, I won't blame you even if I die, and I will still have a companion if I die." Looking down the mountain He lit the bonfire and suddenly said with some emotion: "You said if we die, can we return to Fuming Pass? I'm scared to death of that old immortal Mo Xin, he's cowardly."
"Okay, then I will make you the deputy village leader, and Mo Xin will retire to the kitchen." Wu Gen laughed.
"You have to be the kind of person with a salary, unlike you. It's hard to be a leader. You have to pay for it yourself to recruit someone. You're such a shameless person." Baoxiang said with disdain, and suddenly turned around and shouted, "Qihe, You two, don’t be so tired and so annoying, it’s so annoying to your eyes.”
Qi He, who was whispering something to Feng'er, raised his head when he heard the words. Perhaps he was in such a desperate situation, so he let go, "Baoxiang, I'm so jealous of you. You will be tired of it someday."
"Bah, bah, bah, I'll find those three sisters from the Ming clan later. I'll be so disgusted with you every day that I'll make you mad." Baoxiang lost his temper after being stabbed by the soft knife, so he could only huff and lie down, watching the movements of the orcs down the mountain. .
Ye Ziming walked behind the two of them, stretched his neck and looked at them for a long time, "Is it possible that we are just waiting to die here? Is there any good way?"
Wu Gen handed over a handful of grass and glanced sideways at the other party, "It's impossible to wait for death. When the other party relaxes a little, we can rush forward and count as many as we can get out." This is not nonsense, if If you rush faster, Feng'er and Qihe, Ning Liancha and Liu You can take advantage of the chaos and fly away. Although there was a holly bird, Wu Gen was not prepared to use it to escape. He was prepared to advance and retreat with the remaining people, and only as many as he could survive.
"Then let's make preparations when we are ready to rush." Ye Ziming sat down, grabbed the grass and started chewing. He just chewed two mouthfuls, "Bah, what the hell is this, Wu Gen, how did you get into your mouth?" "
"Don't waste it if you don't eat. There isn't much grass on the top of the mountain." Wu Gen warned fiercely, "Didn't you see that I have been observing the movements of the orcs? I will tell you when the time comes. By the way, I remember that you are quite good at music and playing. Let me listen to this song, and maybe you can figure out a way to escape when you feel happy."
A few days ago at Yuren's camp, Wu Gen saw Ye Ziming making a flute. He hung it around his waist on weekdays and took it out to show off when he had nothing to do.
"How can I, a noble man, play for a little middle-class man like you? I am not afraid that the government will arrest you and do hard labor." Ye Ziming looked incredulous, but when he saw the sinister smiles of Wu Gen and Bao Xiang, he hurriedly Waving his hands, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. Alas, a dragon swims in the shallow sea and is tricked by shrimps, and a tiger falls flat and is bullied by dogs. It's like a phoenix that has lost its feathers is not as good as a chicken. Forget it, if you don't brag, say no.
I'm sure something will happen between you two. "
As he spoke, he carefully took off the bamboo flute from his waist and coughed twice, "Listen carefully, this is a piece of music played by the noble man himself. You can't listen to it on ordinary days."
"Hurry up, hurry up, you've already reached such a situation, and you're still putting on your stinky airs." Wu Gen was a little impatient, and tapped the opponent's butt with the scabbard, "I've already flattered him, why don't you flatter me."
"You're so talented." Zi Ming muttered and played the bamboo flute gently.
The setting sun is like blood, and the low rhyme sounds, whining. The sound of the flute is like silk and mist, flowing slowly down the mountain top and into the forest, gradually filling the valley. The voice was mixed with the mist at dusk, weeping and complaining, and lingering incessantly. It had the flavor of a hero at the end of his life, speechless and choked.
For a moment, the top of the mountain became quiet, except for the faint sound of the flute.
"No, no, it's too sad." Wu Gen stopped after listening for a while.
"What? That's the sound of the flute. So what do you want to hear?"
"The pretty widow cries in her grave."
"roll."
"Then let Wang Ergou enter the bridal chamber. This will be a happy occasion."
"..."
The few people kept bickering, which for a time diluted the desolation on the top of the mountain a lot. Shui Congyue listened to the three people's nonsense, changed into a comfortable position, and a smile quietly appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Two days later, a group of people were closing their eyes to maintain their strength when they suddenly heard Wu Gen's voice: "Get up quickly, something is wrong down the mountain."
Everyone was excited and came to the edge of the cliff. Sure enough, I saw a commotion among the orcs at the foot of the mountain, running towards the distance one after another, not even leaving tents or the like.
"What's going on?" Bao Xiang glanced at Wu Gen strangely, "Maybe there was a fire in the house of these orcs, or their wives ran away with someone. They are so urgent that they don't even want their luggage."
Wu Gen was also confused. He originally thought that he would attack the enemy camp in one day, but unexpectedly the enemy retreated first. Just as he was wondering, there was the sound of rumbling hooves in the distance, and a torrent swept from the horizon. Soon, the torrent rushed over quickly, but it was a group of people. These people are all wearing heavy armor and have a long tail behind them. The mount looks like a horse but not a horse, it has antlers and tusks, and its face is ferocious.
These men and horses quickly reached the front of the mountain. The sound of their hooves was crisp and their murderous intent was so high that a black cloud formed above their heads, rolling toward the fleeing orcs.
The orcs seemed to be very afraid of these people and scattered without any resistance.
Wu Gen frowned and stared at the movements of these people, since even the powerful orcs were vulnerable to them. Wu Gen believed that if he were to become enemies with these people, he might not even have a chance to escape.
Soon, the orcs at the foot of the mountain were either dead or fleeing, and the shouts of killing all around gradually subsided. Wu Gen and others did not dare to show their heads. They just hoped that these people would not notice them and evacuate after the robbery.
Soon, the illusion of several people was shattered. Someone climbed along the hillside to the top of the mountain, and seemed to know the existence of Wu Gen and others.
Zi Ming held the Fengxi Sword nervously, "What should I do? Fight."
Wu Gen shook his head, sighed and said: "Just wait and see what happens, and try not to take action. If the other party insists on using violence, it will not be too late to take action at that time."
Soon, three people climbed to the top of the mountain. Their cold eyes looked at Wu Gen and others through their visors, "Who are you, and why are you peeping here."
Putting down the broken knife in his hand, indicating that he had no hostility, Wu Gen said with a smile: "Several military lords, we are people who traveled here from other continents. Because we were angry with the orcs, we were trapped here. There is no way to peep. It means an army."
"Hmph, it's not a small role to have the orcs dispatch a large army to besiege. Throw down your weapons, tie yourself up, and roll down the mountain for me. Don't tell me until you see our general." The tallest man among them was not easy to fool, loudly Scolded. Although there are only three of them here, they are not afraid of the more than ten people in front of them.
"Why? We didn't touch your people. Why do you want us to abandon our weapons like prisoners of war?" Baoxiang was a little unconvinced.
"If you don't give up your weapon, you will die." The opponent threatened fiercely. He flicked his long tail behind him, and the stone beside him was shattered into pieces.
Such a hard body, Wu Gen secretly thought
Surprised, he estimated the opponent's strength. Even if you can kill the other party, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort. If the hundreds of people at the foot of the mountain all look like this, haha, there is no shame in abandoning their weapons.
During the stalemate, a loud arrow was shot from the bottom of the mountain and flew diagonally over the top of the mountain. The three of them were all startled, and no longer pressed forward, but looked down the mountain.
Wu Gen followed his gaze and saw four more people climbing up. These few people were more vigorous and could walk smoothly on the steep hillside, and soon reached the top of the mountain.
"Qianhu, no no, general." As soon as the four of them landed, the three who had climbed up the mountain first quickly saluted a slender young man.
When the official arrived, Wu Gen was thinking about how to deal with these people. One of them took off his mask, revealing a familiar face. It was none other than Ji Ye, who met Wu Gen and others at the Blood Tower and then went on the road alone. I didn't expect to meet here again. I can only sigh, this world is so small.
"Old Ji, you're finally here. We were almost bullied to death by the orcs. If you had come later, we brothers would have to meet again in the next life." Wu Gen communicated with tears and ran to Ji Ye's body. He stepped forward and grabbed the other person's hand firmly, "I knew you wouldn't abandon us."
As Wu Gen said this, he hugged Ji Ye and rubbed his face against the other's armor. Ji Ye was startled, took a step back in disgust, and quietly escaped from Wu Gen's clutches. .
Having already seen Wu Gen's shamelessness, Ji Ye didn't care about his emotional performance. Instead, he bowed his hands to Shui Congyue and said, "Brother Congyue, I just heard from the orc captives that there are human beings on the mountain who are resisting and they are quite powerful. , especially a spurge that is invincible, so I guessed it was you. Unexpectedly, God’s favor allowed you and me to meet again. My younger brother came late, which shocked my brother.”
When they first traveled together, Shui Congyueduo and Ji Ye learned from each other, and both of them benefited a lot. Naturally, they felt like heroes cherishing each other.
"Brother Ji, you are too humble. I will keep this life-saving grace in my heart from Congyue and repay it later." Shui Congyue also returned the gift.
"Brother Ji, who is this?" As he spoke, the young man who was honored as a general stepped forward and asked with interest.
"Oh, this is Shui Congyue who I often mention to you. This person has superb methods and a noble temperament. He is a rare outstanding person." Ji Ye quickly introduced, then turned to Shui Congyue, "Congyue, this This is the Liren General Mingzheng, and it was he who led the troops to defeat the orcs this time."
Shui Congyue raised his eyebrows and said nothing, just cupped his hands slightly.
"What about this one?" Mingzheng pointed at Wu Gen and asked.
"He." Ji Ye frowned and said helplessly, "He is a warrior among gangsters and a rogue among warriors. But don't offend him, otherwise you have to be careful when sleeping at night."
"Old Ji, how could you slander me like this?" Wu Gen was quite angry. He was a general. How could you slander me like this the moment they met?
"But, despite this man's gangsterism, you can trust him with your life." Ji Ye added with a smile in his eyes.
