The black-faced man, who was out of danger, looked around, and then he realized that he had reached the center of the camp.
Looking at the tent behind him, the dark-faced man's expression changed, as if he was a different person. He was no longer as timid as before, and he directly attacked Zhao Lei, who no one dared to approach.
The black-faced man performed a set of sword skills, and the sword was so bright that even water seemed to be unable to splash within the range of the sword.
Zhao Lei retreated while fighting, completely at a disadvantage, and the arrows on his body were constantly stirring in his body due to their movement.
Facing the menacing black-faced man, Zhao Lei was at the end of his rope.
Somehow, Zhao Lei looked at the tall tent in the middle by mistake.
Half of the face was exposed inside the tent. Looking outside carefully, Zhao Lei's eyes were covered with blood and he couldn't see the specific appearance of the face. He could only tell that it was a woman.
After the woman discovered that Zhao Lei had seen her, she quickly shrank back like a mouse spotted by a cat.
Zhao Lei suddenly recalled that when he met the black-faced man for the first time, the Zhao Lei he said broke into the young lady's tent. Facing the current situation, Zhao Lei estimated that this was most likely the young lady.
It was already a desperate situation, but suddenly a ray of bright light came through, and the hope of life was placed in front of Zhao Lei.
Zhao Lei didn't hesitate at all. He remembered how nervous the black-faced man was towards the woman before. Zhao Lei directly threw the spear in his hand, aiming directly at the woman in the tent.
Sure enough, the black-faced man's next behavior was just as Zhao Lei had expected.
After the black-faced man saw Zhao Lei throwing the spear at the woman, he couldn't care less about Zhao Lei who was only breathing in front of him.
He forcibly stopped the sword technique, but because he thought with all his strength, he forced it to stop, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. There was a dull pain in it, and there was a sweet smell in his mouth.
The black-faced man endured the discomfort and swallowed blood.
He ignored the adjustment of his breath, took three steps and two steps at a time, and made a leap, trying to stop the spear thrown by Zhao Lei, but it was too late, and in the end he failed to stop it.
The sharp spear point tore through the tent, and the entire spear was pierced in. Seeing this scene, the black-faced man's eyes turned red, veins popped out on his neck, and he shouted in despair:
"Ah! Miss!"
The black-eyed man rushed directly into the tent and hit a table with a spear, while a pretty woman was sitting slumped beside the table.
Her entire face was pale with fright, her eyes were dull, and she was so frightened that she lost her soul.
There was a maid next to her, who looked just like her. There was a pool of yellow liquid under her body, and she screamed in fear.
Wang Yishan had heard the movement in the camp just now when she arrived at Jiang Ding's tent.
Wang Yishan, who was originally curious, wanted to take a look at the excitement, but she remembered the teachings of leader Jiang Ding who had watched her grow up, so she suppressed her curiosity and hid in the tent.
The movement behind was getting louder and louder, and getting closer. Wang Yishan couldn't help but secretly lie down by the tent door curtain and peek out.
At a glance, she saw Zhao Lei, who was covered in blood and looked like a demon. He looked at her with red eyes, and all the figures lying around him were familiar figures to her.
Wang Yishan had never seen such a terrifying scene before, and she collapsed to the ground in fright.
When the maid in the tent saw this scene, she directly supported Wang Yishan on the cushion next to the table.
But unexpectedly, a spear suddenly penetrated the tent and pierced the table. Wang Yishan, who had not yet recovered, was frightened out of her mind, and then Jiang Ding rushed in.
After he came in and saw that the young lady was safe and sound, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Ding hurriedly came to the young lady and lived up to his previous fierceness. He asked very urgently:
"Miss, are you okay? Are there any injuries? It's all Uncle Jiang's fault. It's all Uncle Jiang's fault!"
As he spoke, Jiang Ding slapped himself in the face, and then he kicked the still screaming maid to the ground.
"Your little maid, don't look at how the young lady is doing. If you keep making noise like this, I will chop you into pieces."
The maid, who was still immersed in fear before, looked at Jiang Ding who looked like he was about to eat someone. She ignored her already wet clothes and quickly checked on the young lady's condition.
And Jiang Ding also withdrew from the tent because of the differences between men and women.
When Zhao Lei saw Jiang Ding turn around, he picked up the long knife he had just thrown on the ground. He did not waste this opportunity and fled the camp without looking back, rushing straight to the place where he had hidden the lancet.
When Zhao Lei turned around and ran away, there were two more arrows on his body.
The guards surrounding Zhao Lei, after seeing Zhao Lei rushing over, no one dared to stand in front to stop Zhao Lei.
Facing Zhao Lei's attack, they did not work hard and just wanted to save their own lives.
Although he was seriously injured now, Zhao Lei was like a skinned lamb, as if he had it at his fingertips.
But he is also like an injured and extremely dangerous wolf, ready to eat people with its open mouth at any time.
It's just right for Zhao Lei to escape like this now, saving them all the effort. After all, even Leader Jiang didn't keep him here, so they tried their best.
And they can also use the reason that Zhao Lei may be a decoy and dare not leave easily in order to protect the young lady, and presumably they will not be punished too much.
They looked at the injuries on Zhao Lei's body, and it was clear that he was hanging on with only one breath left. At this time, he couldn't survive whether he could make up for it, so there was no need to spend this energy anymore.
Most of the guards stayed where they were, except for the five guards on horseback who rode up to follow.
But because they were far away and not paying special attention, Zhao Lei escaped from the camp and came to the dense forest.
The desire to live once again made Zhao Lei breathe a sigh of relief. After getting the lancet, he threw away all the extra things on his body except the box. He dug into wherever the danger was.
The dry branches around him scratched Zhao Lei's rags, and he didn't care about it.
I don't know how long he ran, but Zhao Lei breathed a sigh of relief after he was out of danger.
He leaned against a tree, and the severe pain caused by the wounds on his body suddenly came to his mind, and the rolling waves drowned Zhao Lei.
Zhao Lei threw all the few herbs he picked on his way to his mouth into his mouth and chewed them up.
Zhao Lei tore off the few remaining clothes on his body, spit out all the herbs on his clothes, pulled out the arrows on his body, and bandaged the wounds on his body.
In the past few years of hunting life, Zhao Lei was often injured, so he had great experience in treating wounds.
What Zhao Lei didn't expect was that the herbs he threw into his mouth were mixed with a few sesame-sized red berries.
After Zhao Lei healed his wounds, waves of fatigue came over him. After a life-and-death struggle, he had only eaten a little and could no longer hold his eyes open.
Zhao Lei didn't know if he could still open his eyes after falling asleep.
In this operation, he fell completely into it. Not only did he fail to get the food, he almost got trapped in it. Even now, he only has his last breath left.
Zhao Lei had done everything he could do, and now everything could only be left to fate. He climbed up a branch, fixed himself on it with vines, and fell asleep heavily.
