C534 be ready for battle

An Zhigang stood up, but before he could stand up, his eyes suddenly bulged out. He looked down at his own chest in disbelief — the part of his clothes that was spread out, the blood on his chest gurgling out, as if it was someone else's. He didn't even feel any pain before he fell to the ground.

King Qin stood up as if nothing had happened. Her blade was already in its original position, as if he had never left its sheath.

"Good blade technique, good!" King Qin is indeed not old yet. "

"You flatter me." King Qin kept quiet and kept quiet as he walked.

When his body completely disappeared, from the room on the left, Ye Lvlongxu walked out and said angrily: "Master, why do you want King Qin to be so rampant?"

"It's fine if he vents out his anger on this boorish fellow."

"But, he killed an important person of ours."

Ye Lvdayong said in an extremely strict tone, "Rongsheng, what do you know?"

Ye Lvlongxu wanted to argue, but he didn't dare to do so. He could only glare at the corpses on the ground, causing them to come over to clean up.

Liu Wu, who had been standing guard at the door, was worried about the fire in the house. When he saw that King Qin had come out unscathed, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The two of them walked out of the living quarters. King Qin looked into the distance, his face gloomy and terrifying. After going through so much trouble with Ye Lvdayong, they had become more sincere towards each other. What would the Old ghost Jeru do next? He was not naive enough to think that Ye Lvdayong would stop just because of these words; even more so, he wasn't naive enough to believe that Ye Lvdayong would believe his "Everything is fine" act.

Liu Wu lowered his voice. "Great King, where is An Zhigang?"

"Kill him!"

Liu Wu could not believe it, and let out a faint "Ah". Even if An Zhigang wanted to deceive people, there was no need to kill him in one slash, right?

King Qin left in big strides.

Liu Wu followed behind him. For some reason, he felt that the King Qin had suddenly become a completely different person.

After Da She bid his farewell to King Qin and the others, he led his clan members and quickly caught up with the rest.

Knowing that the threat of Golden Army was temporarily eliminated and it was also the middle of the night, Hua Rong allowed her exhausted clansmen to temporarily rest and eat something before leaving.

A large fire was started, and everyone sat around a fire. All of them were either perspiring or covered in blood, but they were not able to suppress their high spirits, especially Da She. This victory greatly boosted the confidence of the clansmen who were trapped in desperate straits. He told the crowd about the hair-raising battle, and at the same time, took out the injurious drug that the King Qin had given him. "Leader, this is what the King Qin gave you …"

Hua Rong silently received the injurious drug. A savage teenage girl walked up and quietly bandaged her body, using a kind of soft leaf to dip the clear water and gently wipe it for her. With every wipe, it was as if those bloody areas had been annihilated. Her brow would always be furrowed, unable to be wiped away. After wiping them clean, the young lady took some medicine and applied it on her wounds. The medicine gave her a refreshing feeling. The pain was not only numbed, it was also relieved. She was aware of the injurious drug's spirit, and when the girl was about to continue smearing it, she immediately stopped her and asked her to give it to the other injured people.

After receiving mercy from An Han and the others, Lu Wenlong only suffered a few insignificant injuries. He looked at his mother worriedly. Will you die? "

Hua Rong stared into his eyes that were filled with anxiety. A little kid, only knowing how to ask for death, always being afraid of their mother's death, would be completely lonely.

Hua Rong smiled, and patted his head: "No, I won't die, I won't be able to harm my life, I'll be fine very soon."

Da She then said, "Leader, King Qin told us to head towards the south, he said that there is a land of joy there …"

Pleasure land, the chaotic world had its differences, where was this good land?

"Leader, it was the King Qin that rushed back to save us …"

Lu Wenlong said angrily: "Why didn't Uncle Scoundrel save us earlier?"

"There must be another reason why he has to … "Leader …"

Hua Rong didn't hear a word of it clearly, and her thoughts were extremely misty. Who said that they didn't truly yearn for the presence of the King Qin when they met with great calamity? The moment she saw the Golden Army, the moment the flames shot up to the sky, she had been looking forward to the only miracle in her heart — — he would appear, she would definitely appear! But in the end, he did not appear.

"Leader, King Qin said …"

She blankly stared at Da She as she pouted his lips. Only then did she realise how terrifying her reliance on the King Qin was, and how she had always relied on him at every dangerous moment, just like how she had trusted and relied on him back then. But how could he continue to rely on a married man like this? Especially since he was disappointed because of his departure. Now that he had already given birth to children, what was it worth for her to rely on him?

"Leader, should we head south?"

"NO!" "No way!" These words came out of his mouth instantly, how could he go to the place designated by the King Qin? Another fight with him?

Da She looked at her strangely. "I don't think the King Qin would lie to us."

She froze, not knowing how to reply.

The decision they had just made was related to the future of the Da She Tribe. What did it matter if he was in the right mood?

"Leader …"

Her thoughts had already begun to clear up. She slowly stood up and calmly said, "Then, we will head south."

"Alright."

As Da She prepared to head south, most of the people in the tribe had also fallen into a deep slumber. Hua Rong and his son were leaning together, and the surroundings were completely silent. Lu Wenlong was already fast asleep on the grass. little prince, who used to live like a prince, was able to fall asleep in any difficult place after a period of training. Hua Rong opened her eyes wearily and sized him up. Seeing that he still had a few traces of blood on his face and her young and tender face, Hua Rong could not help but deeply suspect: Why did I take him away? So what if you acknowledge a thief as your father? So what if I become enemies with the Song Kingdom when I grow up? So what if Lu Deng and his wife were willing? The dead are dead, the living must live. Why should a child bear the cost of a war?

Before this, she had never doubted this kind of so-called "grand feast" and "stand", but after continuously facing the threat of death, she suddenly wavered: Was her choice really for Lu Wenlong's good?

In order to not "acknowledge a father as a thief" and to protect "the feast", he did not hesitate to sacrifice his life. Was it really better than letting his child live a life of prosperity and wealth in the Fourth Prince Palace?

Her hand touched Lu Wenlong's face. The dazed Lu Wenlong suddenly felt a chill on his face and opened his eyes. His mother's face was covered in tears.

Hua Rong realized that she had lost her composure, she quickly wiped away her tears and calmed her emotions before slowly opening her mouth: "Wen Long, do you want to go to Abba?"

Lu Wenlong said in a careful voice, "Mother, it must not have been Abba who harmed us on purpose. He loves me so much he won't hurt me. Furthermore, he promised me that he wouldn't let you hit him again … Mother, it can't be that Abba wants to kill us … "

The child spoke incoherently to defend Jin Wushu. Hua Rong's heart soured as she slowly said: "Wen Long, if I let you go back and follow your Abba, would you be willing?"

Lu Wenlong's eyes revealed a hint of joy: "It's good to be able to return home. But, Mother, will you come back with me? "

Hua Rong could not bear to speak of "you go back alone" again, so she did not want her son to experience such a painful choice. Just as she was about to think of a few tactful words, she suddenly felt a strange aura. It was alertness and sensitivity that could only be obtained after many deaths – like a trapped prey, a master hunter was silently approaching.

She immediately stood up, and the surrounding warriors dutifully patrolled around her without the slightest negligence. There was no movement from her surroundings, nor was there anything unusual.

She thought it was her nerves. She sat down again and was about to speak to her son when she suddenly stood up and shouted, "Get up! Quickly! The enemy is coming!"

The exhausted clansmen immediately stood up and took out their weapons.

Sure enough, the patrolling Warriors also found out that it was the sound of horses galloping. It was currently the eve of dawn, but the sky before the summer solstice had already begun to glow faintly. Just as everyone's hearts were in their throats, a ball of flame exploded in the night sky like a gust of wind.

Lu Wenlong jumped in joy: "It's the Abba, the Abba is here! Abba has taught me that whenever I see this kind of signal, he will personally come … Is Abba... Mother, Abba is here … "

He quickly discovered that something was wrong and stopped being excited. Other than him, all the other members of the Da She Tribe had ashen faces and gripped their weapons tightly, as if a devil had descended. The Golden Army was the clan annihilation enemy of the Da She Tribe, and the Fourth Prince was also the head of the Golden Army.

Da She hissed: "We'll go all out against them …"

"I have to go all out …"

"I have to go all out …"

Hua Rong calmed down from the initial shock as the ball of flames was extinguished. While she was lying on the ground, the group of Horseshoe suddenly stopped, as if they had disappeared into thin air. She knew that it wasn't about disappearing, but stopping right where she was. But a horse whinnied, and the sound grew closer.

"black horse, Abba, my Abba is here …"

Jin Wushu came over alone.

Everyone was waiting, even Hua Rong's hand was sweating.

It turned out that after the Golden Army led his men to cross the river, they had advanced more than a hundred miles and annihilated three thousand xanthophyllum s. Just as they were about to catch up to the group of barbarians, they saw them heading in the opposite direction. He wanted to give chase, but she couldn't. Judging from her attire, that was the King Qin's team, but he didn't have the mood to fight with them, so after a moment of thought, she gave up the chase and chased after them.

Jin Wushu was right. Hua Rong and the others were heading towards the south ahead of them. This group of Black Soldier only picked one thousand people, all of them were top-notch equipment. The light cavalry soldiers were heavily injured and the elderly, handicapped, unable to walk fast.

The restless sounds had stopped because of the Horseshoe which was getting closer and closer. The bonfire was bright and extinguished, almost to the point of being extinguished. Da She held onto the greatsword and spear; Hua Rong held onto the bow and arrow, and only Lu Wenlong looked uneasily towards his mother, and then towards the direction of the Horseshoe.

The black horse stopped at the entrance. Everyone was about to shout, but Hua Rong waved her hand and stopped them from doing anything.