I don’t know how many miles passed.
The number of refugees blocking the road gradually decreased.
"My boss, it's almost ten miles away." Zhou Zun breathed a sigh of relief. If there had been any further delay, their group would really have died there.
"Poor my concubine, she died with only one room left. The carriage is a valuable item, and many of them have not been taken down." Zhou Fu sighed.
After working hard for half a lifetime, it was all in vain.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, living is the greatest blessing." Xu Mu comforted him, saying that this time, he and Zhou Fu were considered friends of life and death.
"Wangzhou City cannot be defended by only three thousand soldiers. After the city is broken, those Beidi people will definitely attack into the hinterland of our Daji. By then, Master Xu Fang's Zhuangzi will not be safe either."
Xu Mu didn't know, but now he had no choice.
We can only go back to Zhuangzi first and then explore the way to Hezhou.
"Master, it's getting darker and darker."
"Hang the horse lantern. Zhou Zun and Zhou Luo, you ride a little farther forward. If you find anything wrong, return immediately."
After running for ten miles, we were still thirty miles away from Xujiazhuang. There were too many people on the carriage, and we couldn't rush. It would take at least a few hours.
Occasionally, three or two groups of rioters suddenly burst out from the dense forest, but they were chased away by Zhou and Zun with their swords, and then they were so frightened that they continued to hide.
"Brother Mu, it's less than ten miles away." Si Hu breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand holding up the riding whip slowed down unconsciously.
In the carriage, Li Xiaowan had a look of joy on her face.
Before, she had never felt that the somewhat shabby wooden village was such a place worth looking forward to.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, you will be much safer once you enter the village." Xu Mu turned around and comforted.
Zhou Fu sighed and nodded.
"Master! Cut the lane!"
Seeing that they were not far from Zhuangzi, at this moment, Zhou Zun and Zhou Luo hurried back, their faces full of anxiety.
Listening, Xu Mu's heart skipped a beat.
He is so immortal, why is he still being cut off by bandits at this time?
"how many people?"
"About twenty or thirty! The owner may be from Lao Beishan!"
Lao Beishan, the second king.
"Si Hu, stop the carriage."
If you cut a road, there will inevitably be things like tree stumps blocking the forest road. If you drive your horse forward, you will only die faster.
"You guys, please get out of the car together."
Pulling out his long sword, Xu Mu's face turned gloomy. Zhou Fu and the only remaining boy in the hall lined up tightly in front of the carriage.
Fan Gu Wangyun, who was huddled in the carriage, originally held his head and dared not move. However, Li Xiaowan kicked him several times in anger, and then he tremblingly hugged the iron rod and jumped out of the carriage in a hurry.
"Give up the horse." Si Hu roared angrily, raised his long saber, and stepped forward in a few steps. After Zhou Luo turned over and dismounted, he immediately stepped on.
"Master, I went up the slope earlier and saw Zhuangzi from a distance. It seems to be safe." Zhou Luo said after taking off his iron bow.
Xu Mu felt comfortable. After leaving Zhuangzi, what he was most worried about was the safety of Jiang Caiwei and others.
This place is less than a few miles away from Zhuangzi, and the way home is right in front of us.
"Everyone, after we kill this wave, I can go home, sleep on the bed, eat, and wash myself with hot water! Let me ask you, do you dare to fight?"
The people surrounding the carriage, even Fan Gu and Wang Yun, had longing in their eyes.
"Here we come!" Si Hu dragged his long saber and drew a long mark on the muddy ground of the forest road.
In the dense forest, the familiar thick figure mounted a new horse and stepped out slowly. The layers of black robes and armor were fluttering in the night wind.
"Hong Dong." Xu Mu froze his eyes.
He never imagined that such a relentless enemy would appear at such a time.
"Straight bitch!" Si Hu roared, instantly raised the long saber that was mopping the ground, and rushed towards Hong Dong with the horse's belly between his legs.
"Protect the carriage." Xu Mu shouted with a cold face and held the long sword in front of him.
He traveled through time and became a stickman. He didn't know how to use a sword and could only stab and chop based on his feelings. He controlled these bandits, who were just ordinary people.
A group of fleeing people happened to be walking in a hurry. When they saw that the road had been cut, they were so frightened that they ran in another direction.
The mountain wind became colder.
Si Hu's long saber had already collided with Hong Dong's broadsword. After the clanging sound, there were sparks flying from time to time, looming in the distance.
"That's the young owner of the old racecourse! Kill him and avenge the second king!"
More than twenty bandits quickly emerged from the darkness ahead. Even though their faces were covered with pockmarks, their eyes looked like hungry wolves.
"Behind the car are the female relatives." Xu Mu swallowed hard, "Our family and country are in misfortune. We have no choice but to pick up weapons to stop and kill the invading enemies!"
"call!"
Zhou Zun and Zhou Luo took the lead in raising their bows and shooting arrows, killing the two leading bandits midway.
Zhou Fu and the young man each leaned on their backs, waving their weapons to block the charging bandits.
Fan Gu and Wang Yun timidly hid behind them, stabbing forward with long sticks from time to time. Occasionally they were able to knock one or two bandits who were closer to the ground.
Click——
Stabbing the long sword into the fallen bandit, holding back the nausea in his chest, Xu Mu held the long sword horizontally and kept circling the carriage, forcing the approaching bandits to retreat one by one.
In the carriage, the cries of the female members of the Zhou family became louder and louder. Even Li Xiaowan, who was once arrogant, began to cry profusely.
"Master, there are too many people." Zhou Zun hung an injured arm and spoke in a trembling voice.
Unable to draw the bow, he could only tie a Pu Dao to his hand and use the knife to kill the enemy.
Ahead, Si Hu's roars exploded into the night sky one after another, and the outcome was uncertain. Judging from previous encounters, that Hong Dong was not an ordinary person.
"Five horses." Zhou Fu's eyes were red. The last boy who walked in the hall had his head chopped off by the bandit with a knife in front of him. He sprayed blood and fell asleep softly.
"My boss, I can't stop you anymore."
Zhou Luo was holding a bow with three or four stone arrows stuck in his body. He was coughing up blood while talking.
Xu Mu gritted his teeth, avoided his body, and stabbed the sword into the belly of a bandit.
After escaping for forty miles, I was about to return to Zhuangzi, but I had to stop here.
"What's the sound?" Zhou Fu pushed away a bandit, wiped his face, and spoke tremblingly.
"The sound of footsteps."
"How can anyone come here? Could it be another cannibal refugee?"
Forty miles away from Wangzhou City, it was impossible for refugees to chase us.
Xu Mu's face was stunned and he quickly raised his head.
Just as the moonlight was spreading, from a distance, he saw his little maidservant wife, her hair tied with linen and holding an old hatchet, running hurriedly.
Behind her, familiar faces slowly emerged, including the courageous Chen Sheng, the trembling You Wencai, the anxious Xi Niang...
"The boss!"
Jiang Caiwei's crying voice cut through the dead night sky in the distance.
