The horses formed a circle, forming a tight wall, and the tall and overlapping shadows fell on her. She was like a weak and weak antelope, waiting only to be torn into pieces by the wolves.
"Tell us, where are those people from Guixan Ridge now?"
A nomadic barbarian general's cold gaze fell on Zheng Quchi.
Zheng Quchi originally planned to fall down, so he lay down there for a while.
It wasn't until she heard a sentence in the Central Plains dialect from the mouths of this group of nomadic barbarians that she realized that they also knew the language of Ye State, so she pushed herself up and sat up.
Now that she can communicate using words instead of beast-like communication, she may be able to struggle a little longer.
"...How would I know?"
She glanced at her bruised hands and feet. Fortunately, she wore thick enough clothes in winter, so even if she fell from a high place, there would only be some scratches.
She curled up her legs, the joints were fine, and moved her arms, the flexibility was not hindered.
Just as she was checking whether there was anything wrong with her body, the nomadic barbarian's patience in waiting for her reply was gradually running out.
Zheng Quchi quickly added: "I really don't know. They were arranged to burn the smoke. I have been separated from them for a long time, so I don't know where those people have gone? Please let me go, I know Wherever they store their food, I can take you there."
She deliberately showed herself to be greedy for life and afraid of death. At least this way they thought she had the possibility of persuading her to surrender and were willing to waste some time with her talking.
"Hahahaha, do you think we will let you go if you say this?"
A big, shaggy hand pulled out a long black whip and threw it at Zheng Quchi with a pop in the air.
Zheng Quchi had not recovered much of his physical strength and was unable to dodge in time, so he could only bear the whip.
She protected her head and chest, and a bloody streak immediately appeared on her back, followed by another whip.
She rolled under the whip. After several whips, there were blood marks all over her body, but she kept gritting her teeth and refused to scream.
She was afraid that her painful screams would reveal something, because the male voice had to sink its breath into the abdomen and squeeze the throat. Once the back cavity could not do it, it would go up an octave. She must not be exposed in front of this group of thugs. one's true gender.
"It seems that you are quite stubborn. Are you still unwilling to say it? Then go to hell."
The soft thorn whip wrapped around her neck and dragged her up.
Uh-huh——
The force was so strong that she couldn't breathe. Even if she pulled at it with her fingers, it couldn't make her feel better.
At this moment, I realized that I might actually die.
The hairs all over her body stood up and she was trembling, all the muscles and bones in her body were twitching, and her teeth couldn't help but make the sound of hitting each other.
All of this seemed to be triggered by the body's instincts and was not something that her will could restrain.
She seemed... not really that afraid of death. She opened her mouth, almost wanting to reveal everything, just so that she could take a breath as she was about to roll her eyes.
She also finally realized why some ordinary people could not survive various harsh torture methods, because not everyone has a strong and strong mentality that would rather die than surrender and regard death as home.
Once a person's pain reaches the extreme, he will collapse and want to free himself.
"Save, save..."
They saw that her face was as red as a tomato about to explode, and the way she was about to speak when she was about to die was very funny.
"Hahaha... Look at her, the blood is rushing to her head. Do you think if we cut off her head now, will the blood spurt everywhere like a fountain?"
"From what you said, I want to see it. How about we give it a try? I'm also very curious."
"Then we have to ask what we want to know first."
"She didn't understand what we were talking about anyway. After a while, Arturu pretended not to kill her, but after asking the answer, she hung her upside down on the tree and cut her
Wouldn't it be more interesting to use her head to water the flowers and plants? "
The nomadic barbarian general pulled out his whip, and the action of swinging it up caused Zheng Quchi to be pulled along and rolled to the side.
"If you don't answer honestly, I will cut your head off next time!"
His eyes widened, his expression as fierce as evil.
The pain in Zheng Quchi's throat bone was severe, like a burning fire, and his short and fragile body looked like they could kill him with one slap.
At this time, she only felt pain from the whip on her body, sore throat, and pain all over her body...
She thought that she had lived comfortably in modern times for half her life, and the biggest pain she suffered was just a high fever, but this time she traveled through time, she suffered the sin of an old nose.
They expected her to cry, kneel and beg them for mercy, and then tell them what they wanted to know.
But even though she was twitching in pain, she still bowed her waist and slowly stood up from the ground again.
After she stood up unsteadily, she raised her head and smiled at the group of troubled brothers-in-law: "I'm going to destroy your ancestors!"
The nomadic barbarian's eyes widened. Although he could not understand the words, he could understand her cold, hateful and provocative look at this moment.
She is insulting them!
"Ugh! You damn two-legged sheep! You want to die, don't you?"
Seeing that a long whip was about to hit his eyes like a snake spitting out messages, the sound of exploding wind was cut through the air by an extremely powerful long arrow, which finally went straight into the barbarian general's wide throat.
"Uh...uh...poof——"
Blood spurted out, and the rich smell of rust and blood filled the surroundings.
I saw that the person who was arrogant and domineering a second ago was dead miserably this second, and was penetrated from the mouth to the back of the head.
The nomadic barbarians who surrounded the circle turned pale when they saw this scene, and looked like they didn't react at all.
Everything happened too fast, from when the nomadic barbarian general took action, to when he was hit by an arrow, to when he died, it took less than five seconds in total.
But in these few seconds, Zheng Quchi sacrificed his good skin and suffered in agony in exchange for a glimmer of hope.
When she was thrown away by the nomadic barbarian general with a whip just now, there was some element of deliberate acting on her part. Her purpose was to retrieve the crossbow that had been thrown into the yellow grass.
They underestimated her after all.
She is like that bunch of weeds, inconspicuous, humble and insignificant, but once she accumulates enough strength, she can still successfully wait for this moment of breakthrough.
She stepped on the stirrups in a few steps, and when she jumped up, she grabbed the dead barbarian general, turned over and replaced him, and then sat astride the horse.
Zheng Quchi was not nervous, frightened, or worried. Her hands and feet were trembling. But the more she felt like this, the more she had to calm down her mind.
I don’t know where I heard it. Generally, war horses that can go out to fight will recognize their master and will not be easily tamed and controlled by others on the battlefield.
Since she couldn't control this war horse that she had snatched from someone else, she wouldn't control it either.
Zheng Quchi pulled out a dagger from the saddle with a swipe. He was resolute and resolute. He stabbed the horse's butt with the knife, leaving no room for himself or others.
Although she had never run alone on horseback, she had ridden a horse.
When the horse was frightened and ran wildly, she could do nothing more. She could only lower her body as low as possible, tightly hold its neck with both hands, and let it rush out of the encirclement like crazy in pain.
Sure enough, when those people saw that the general's war horse was out of control, with a majestic momentum, wind blowing from all four hooves, and the strong sound of iron hoofs, they were frightened and quickly turned their horses' heads to avoid it, so as not to frighten the horses under their crotches. It will all go out of control.
And their avoidance just happened to create a gap, and the horse passed through the gap, flying away like a slap in the face, and flew away in the blink of an eye.
"We must not let her go! Chase her!"
From a high point on the mountain overlooking the entire mountain peaks, on a long and winding open mountain road, a horse dyed red with blood is in front, with long mane flying, and its magnificent posture is like galloping in the storm.
There was a huge wave, and behind it, a group of nomadic barbarians were also chasing after it with their horse hooves.
The wind was so strong and sharp that Zheng Quchi felt pain in his face and neck.
But she didn't dare to relax for a moment, and she clenched the reins tightly in her hands. The bones of Jin Zhi's skinny hands were fleshy, and the veins popped out.
She secretly felt cruel in her heart. This time, either she would be exhausted and fall off the horse, or the horse would run first and die of exhaustion.
High above, a group of four or five cavalrymen passed by in the rumbling dust and smoke. These were the Fu County scouts. When they heard the "clatter" of hoofbeats, they blew their horns.
"Woooooooo~"
"Take a look, who are the people chasing below?"
"Are they nomadic barbarians?! What are they chasing?"
"A red horse, no, it should be a prairie horse. This kind of horse is usually a high-quality horse carefully raised by nomadic barbarians. Why is there a person wearing Central Plains clothes riding on it? Moreover, they are still chasing after them. Hold her!"
"The enemy attack must be related to them. Report this matter quickly!"
——No more.
She was really at the end of her rope.
Zheng Quchi didn't know the correct riding posture, and the horse was stimulated and vibrated violently. She had to exert even more force in order to maintain her balance and not be thrown away.
She really didn't have the strength of the horse. It was still running tirelessly, but she could hardly catch it.
The people behind closed the distance slightly and began to launch indiscriminate attacks, throwing short and long spears, trying to stab her and the horse to death.
Zheng Quchi was unable to counterattack or dodge, and just because her movement might be a little too big, people might be thrown into the mountains and cliffs.
Just hold on a little longer...just hold on a little longer...
She cheered herself up repeatedly.
Someone will always come to save her...
She has been holding on for so long, someone will definitely come...
She tried to raise her head again, but the wind was howling, and she had to squint her eyes. She wanted to see how long and far the road ahead was... whether she could continue to persevere.
But when she raised her eyes, she saw a group of people coming in front of her.
The leader was a man wearing a gilt mask. He rode a horse and galloped on the awe-inspiring mountain road, showing a huge force. The wind blew his scarlet cloak, and wherever he passed, there was a gloomy and tragic scene. Under the aura, everyone felt trembling with fear.
Zheng Quchi's eyes widened wider and wider. In order to confirm that it was not her hallucination, she completely ignored the pain in her eyes caused by the wind of the knife.
It's him……
The somewhat familiar mask made her feel as if she had seen Liu Fengmian in the fireworks that night, but the other person's conspicuous and characteristic general's attire made it impossible for her to distinguish him.
He is Yu Wensheng!
His eyes turned red unconsciously.
"I knew..." The sound in her throat was like fire, and her voice was as rough as a male duck: "He will come."
In the wild mountain wind, Yu Wensheng saw Zheng Quchi, who was about to fly like a shawl, and his whole body was carried by the wind, and the nomadic barbarians behind her who were chasing like crazy wolves, his eyes widened. The light is extremely deep.
He waved to the sergeant in the rear and shouted: "Shoot!"
He saw the Yujun's white-haired arrows flying out like a rain of locusts. He also drew the sword from his waist, jumped up from his horse and followed the arrows.
At this time, the nomadic barbarian was half a beat behind Zheng Quchi, but he also saw the menacing army rushing forward.
That shocking flag, even from such a long distance, did not allow them to take any chances.
Yes, it's Yu Wensheng's army, he brought the people here!
In an instant, this group of barbarians, who were not afraid of tigers or leopards, were so frightened that they wanted to rein in their horses and return just because of a flag or a name.
But it was still too late, even if the reins pulled too hard, the horse's neck leaned back under the force, and its front hoofs
He raised his head, but still couldn't turn the horse's head in time to escape.
And the words "fearful" are not enough to describe when they saw Yu Wensheng coming on the wind with the rain of arrows that covered the sky.
There was surprise and excitement in Zheng Quchi's eyes, as well as the call in his mouth. When he saw Yu Wensheng ignoring her and heading towards the group of "lambs to be slaughtered" behind, he was stunned.
"...Wasn't it the one who saved me first?"
Her hands were frozen, maybe because she had used too much force before, or maybe because she saw Yu Wensheng and the others coming. Once a person loosens that strong breath, it is difficult to continue. She can only rely on a little inertia to hold on. Stay, but if it bumps again, she will definitely fall.
"Ahhhh~"
Not absolutely, but she has already been thrown out.
The person was flying high, but her eyes were looking down. When she saw that she was about to fall off the cliff, an arm wrapped around her waist and brought her back.
When Zheng Quchi's breath was filled with a fragrant fragrance, he was hugged by someone with his backhand.
asshole!
The reckless bastard!
She was so frightened that she simply used her hands and feet.
"Let go."
"Hold on." The voice was rough and unpleasant.
Yu Wensheng felt uncomfortable hearing it. He smiled and whispered like a devil: "Okay, as long as you don't regret it."
Just when Zheng Quchi was puzzled by this sentence, he saw Yu Wensheng pick her up and jump up, changing the scene.
Pfft...
It was the numbing sound of human flesh being cut apart and blood spurting out rapidly under the skin.
She turned around in shock, only to see that Yu Wensheng was like a ruthless killing machine. Wherever he went, no matter people or horses, their limbs were severed, and their flesh and blood were scattered everywhere. The scene was simply a true reappearance of the Abi Hell.
