The fishermen have never killed anyone, but they can use harpoons to catch fish in the water with their harpoons on the vast sea. They are experts.
Today, when a harpoon was thrown out, it unexpectedly hit the opponent. The fishermen were suddenly pleasantly surprised.
It turns out that killing is no different from spearing a fish. It relies on quick eyes and quick hands. Also, you have to be ruthless when taking action. Don't treat the other person as a human being, but as a piece of seafood that can be exchanged for money. Then you have to act like a god.
Regardless of luck or skill, the fishermen warned for the first time that the other party was hiding out of sight, but it was obvious that one of them had been shot with a harpoon.
However, the situation was still very critical at this time. The three fishermen who had been shot by the opponent's assassin's crossbow were lying in the grass and had no sound. They were obviously in danger.
The remaining five fishermen looked at each other, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.
The battle of life and death is not unfamiliar to them. The life and death they have experienced before are to fight against the power of God and to survive in the storms and huge waves.
But now we are facing an enemy of flesh and blood, and if we are not careful, our throat will be sealed with a knife.
"Should we wait or should we fight?" a fisherman asked quietly through gritted teeth, his voice trembling slightly.
"What do you want to fight for? Are you better at skills than them, or are you tougher than them?" the middle-aged fisherman said coldly.
"Then let's wait for the officials to come?"
The middle-aged fisherman sighed and said: "Then just wait. As long as we hold back these assassins, our merits will be complete. If we rush out and fight desperately, none of us will survive, and what we do today will be useless." significance."
So everyone lay down quietly in the grass, maintaining a stalemate with the assassins on the opposite side.
The assassins did not dare to run at this moment. The fallen grass here was very dense and the slightest movement would make a noise, making it impossible to run.
But the assassin obviously would not sit still and wait for death. After a while, there was a rustling sound from the opposite side.
The assassins turned from passive to active and began to approach the place where the fishermen were lurking. This place for an ambush was too perfect. They couldn't give up. As long as they killed the people who knew about it, this mountain forest could still be used.
When the fishermen heard the sound, their expressions changed immediately.
"Run away, there's no point risking your life with these killers, it's not enough for them to kill!" A young fisherman said with a pale face.
The other fishermen also showed fear.
They are just ordinary people. When their passion comes, they may be able to act impulsively. For a moment, they are willing to sacrifice their lives for the sake of justice.
But when the knife is about to be placed on the neck, few people can treat death as if it were death.
Human nature is ultimately full of weakness and fear.
Everyone looked at the middle-aged fisherman. He was the oldest and the one who made the decision.
The middle-aged fisherman is also afraid, but after all he has more experience and is very upright.
After pondering for a moment, the footsteps of the assassin on the opposite side were getting closer and closer.
The middle-aged fisherman sighed: "We are just ordinary people. Thanks to the emperor and the court, we are able to support our families in the prosperous times. This is the emperor's kindness and the peace that the soldiers who are working hard at the front have earned for us."
"As a human being, we must be grateful! The heroes of the Tang Dynasty were ambushed. If we didn't know about it, it would be fine. If we knew about it and backed down, that would be ungrateful."
"You and I ran away today. If we go fishing in the future, the Sea Dragon King will not be able to spare us. If you don't believe it, let's see if there will be retribution in the future."
When the "Sea Dragon King" was mentioned, the fishermen's faces suddenly became solemn.
For those who make a living from the sea, who dares to disrespect the Sea Dragon King? Whether it is superstition or psychological effect, the Dragon King is the supreme god in the hearts of fishermen. They have believed for generations that the Dragon King will definitely give them retribution for those who have done something wrong.
The expressions of the fishermen suddenly changed and they became impassioned again.
"You bastard, fight with them!" A fisherman tightened his grip on the harpoon, lay down in the grass, and stared at the dozen or so figures that were getting closer and closer.
"Fight! It doesn't matter if you die. The government will treat our little one kindly, but my mother-in-law will probably remarry. I feel so worried just thinking about it!"
The other fisherman's face was gloomy, and his expression was getting more and more angry. He didn't know whether he was stimulated by his wife's remarriage in the future, or whether he was planning to get through this life-and-death hurdle with anger.
Suddenly stood up from the grass, the fisherman whose wife was about to remarry held the harpoon, his eyes widened, and shouted at the assassins: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! I'll fight you!"
The assassins were startled by the figure who suddenly stood up. Seeing him yelling "It's all your fault", they didn't know where they had offended him.
But now that the fishermen were exposed, the assassins looked happy.
You are the ones who are going to be killed, those who get in the way!
A group of assassins immediately came forward with swords, and the remaining four fishermen also stood up.
"Fight! Kill them!" the middle-aged fisherman roared with bloodshot eyes, and rushed forward with the harpoon raised.
Driven by inexplicable courage, the five fishermen actually took the initiative to attack the assassins.
Everyone has a harpoon in their hand, which is a kind of long weapon. Moreover, they all have rich experience in harpooning fish in the water, and their harpoon skills are quite ruthless.
The assassins were initially a little confused by the fishermen's attack. Faced with the five harpoons, they were a little confused for a while.
However, after a while, the assassins gradually came to their senses, and the situation immediately became different.
A harpoon dodged and a knife was swung out. A large gash was cut across the abdomen of a fisherman. The fisherman covered his abdomen and fell to the ground screaming. After just two screams, the assassin wiped his neck.
The other four fishermen were also struggling to hold on. They had been stabbed countless times by the assassins and were covered in blood as they fought to the death.
The outcome is no longer in suspense. How can five fishermen who make a living be the opponent of a dozen highly skilled assassins?
Another fisherman was stabbed in the abdomen with a knife and fell to the ground convulsing and dying.
Then more than ten assassins surrounded the remaining three fishermen.
The three fishermen stood back to back, staring at the assassins angrily.
At this moment, they were no longer afraid of death, and were only angry that they were powerless and unable to kill these assassins.
At the moment of despair, a sigh suddenly came from a pine tree a few feet away from the fighting scene.
Everyone was shocked, and fans turned to look.
But I saw a young man dressed as a warrior in a short shirt riding on a tree, staring down at the fight between the two sides.
"You fishermen, tut! I really don't know whether to praise you for your righteousness or to scold you for being careless about life and death. Don't you know how much you weigh? With such skill, you dare to risk your life against others, tut!"
The young man was still riding on the tree, clicking his tongue non-stop, with full taunt value.
A crossbow arrow was shot out without warning, heading straight for the young man's face.
In the blink of an eye, there was only a bang, and the crossbow arrow was knocked away for some reason. Looking at the young man on the tree, he slowly retracted his hand. In his hand, he was holding a small dagger.
"You dare to shoot cold arrows, you Goguryeo people are really despicable and shameless..." The young man shook his head, jumped down from the tree, stared at an assassin holding a crossbow, his face suddenly darkened, and he slowly said: "You guys, kill me It makes you angry!”
(End of chapter)
