C526 "Encountering demons, meeting ghosts, killing ghosts" (1/2)

After the distribution was completed, Hua Rong immediately ordered for all the supplies to be gathered. Everyone ate and drank to their heart's content, then went to rest, waiting for the last battle at night.

Zha He was wounded while crossing the river. He was hungry, and his whole body was shivering. A girl wiped her eyes and quietly brought him a ladle of water and a piece of charred beast meat. This young girl was the female savage who liked him for a long time. In this critical moment, she could no longer care about being rejected. Perhaps it was because of the despair of the predicament, Zha He did not reject her, and only thanked her in a low voice. The girl was overjoyed to see him so amiable. She sat down next to him and began to sing softly.

When Hua Rong, who was on patrol, saw this scene, she turned her head in distress. She had promised Zha He that she would get married for him, but now, other than sending him to his death, what other way was there?

On the other bank, the boys and girls, naked and dark, were arranged to ride every two or three men, ready to rush out at any moment. Behind them, the old, the weak, and the handicapped were all sitting on the ground in despair. These people were all their children, as long as they could get out!

Lu Wenlong followed beside his mother the whole time. It was as if he grew up at night, only there was a doubt hidden within his chest, he could not help but ask, ”Mother, did the Abba really send people to kill us?”

Hua Rong hardened her heart, ”Those are all Golden Army. Mom had tried to negotiate with their generals, but no one had agreed to negotiate. ”

It wasn't that she didn't want to ask Jin Wushu for help, but this time, she couldn't find him. His position was too high, and couldn't even negotiate with her.

”Mom, then … that bad uncle, he didn't save us either?”

Hua Rong forced down her tears and patted her shoulder, saying, ”Son, we can only rely on ourselves.”

There was no miracle, no one she could call for help. Before this, she hadn't even thought of doing so. King Qin and Jin Wushu seemed to have an agreement, they acted together and wanted to exterminate the entire Da She Tribe.

Night finally arrived.

With the command, three hundred warriors led the way. With the children in the middle, Hua Rong personally led the remaining weak ones and began the terrifying assault.

Golden Army calculated the fire's intensity. She estimated that Da She's tribe must have stored up enough food, and went through a few more dashes. He guessed that they would strike back again. However, after two consecutive days, she couldn't help but relax. On this day, the Golden Army split into two groups, each taking turns to be on duty. The first group of people had already fallen into a deep sleep. In another hour, they would be awakened and begin a new round of defense. When they were on duty, they would precisely when they were at their most sleepy. Seeing that Da She's tribe was motionless, they had tossed and turned for a few nights, falling into a deep drowsiness as well.

At this moment, a team approached silently along the river. They walked towards the south side. On the surface, it looked to be the place closest to the fire, but Da She who was familiar with the terrain knew that there was a shortcut for them to get to the desert. As long as they walked out of the forest, the Golden Army would not be able to catch up.

It happened to be a moonless night, and the sky was dark. The wild people were used to it, but the night covered them much better. By the time Golden Army woke up, the three hundred warriors had already escorted the children to the shore. They were about to pass through the forest on the other side of the river.

But, how could the Golden Army allow that? For a moment, the sound of the horn shook the world. Golden Army were like locusts that blotted the sky and covered the earth as they charged forward. Da She ordered the two hundred Warriors to lead the children and leave the place with the hundred or so people to stop them. But how could these hundred people resist an enemy that was a hundred times stronger than themselves? In the darkness, miserable screams could be heard. Under the Golden Army's torches, the corpses were practically filled with the beautiful scenery of the river's banks.

Right at this moment, the remnants led by Hua Rong were quietly approaching. Zha He took the lead, while Hua Rong harbored a greedy heart, leading the group of old and weak, as she quietly arrived at the shore, hoping that they could escape as far as they could. Because of the darkness of the night, she did not expect things to go so smoothly. She was still holding her breath and was still able to see the light of dawn. As long as she passed this place, tomorrow would be different. However, the Golden Army soon discovered a group that was even 'enormous', and thought that they were the main force of the savage tribe.

The bright torch looked like a moving snake. While rushing and attacking, Hua Rong suddenly realized that his son had disappeared. She looked around in panic, only to see that Lu Wenlong had actually raised his spear and charged into the battle formation. He was waving it around like a real warrior, and the Chinese date horse was reflected in the light of the fire like a shining brocade.

”Wen Long, be careful …”

”Mother, watch me kill these bad guys!” Lu Wenlong pointed his spear at a Golden Army, which made several Golden Army angry: ”Where did this little egg come from, daring to be so rampant?”

If it was a one on one fight, these people might not necessarily be this young boy's match. However, he was still young, so once seven or eight people surrounded him, he would no longer be able to hold on.

Suddenly, Hua Rong saw the spear pierce towards his son's back. She was too far away, she could not save him in time, and in a flash, Lu Wenlong was already lying on the ground, as if there was the smell of blood spreading out from his nose. It was accompanied by his miserable cry of ”Mother …” Hua Rong's heart was torn apart as he flew out of his Black Moonlight s like a kite. The last sliver of hope in the world had also been shattered.

”Son, son …”

Blood splashed all over her body, but no one knew who it was. She was already powerless to resist. She could only firmly protect her son. She was overjoyed in the face of danger, but her son was still alive and well. He was still alive and well.

However, in the next moment, death approached. Golden Army suddenly saw a person ”descending from the sky” and was shocked. But after recovering from his shock, he immediately raised his blade and was about to slash at Hua Rong and her mother.

A few Golden Army s were pushed aside. One of them bellowed like a beast that had erupted, his hands raised and blades down, killing demons and ghosts alike.

A small general like Golden Army raised her big blade and suddenly shouted in shock: ”Oh my god, isn't this Zha He?”

”I am Zha He. An Han, consider that you still recognize me.”

Everyone suddenly heard that this person was actually someone familiar to this general. They couldn't help but put away their sabers and surround the three of them.