Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

I just thought that I could hold on a little longer, maybe when I turned around I would find a spring in that inconspicuous corner.

Unfortunately, it seemed as if God was playing a joke on them, and they still couldn’t find any water until dusk.

The key point is, not only can’t we find the water source, but trouble also comes at this critical moment.

Just as the four of them were wandering in the depths of the dense forest, thinking about looking for two valleys ahead, they suddenly heard a sound of hurried running coming from far away. The increasingly loud sound of dead branches breaking reminded them of the haste of the people coming. The four of them couldn't help but look tense, with a bad premonition...

Before the four of them could get ready, a group of more than 30 men and women wearing shackles and handcuffs and wearing "prisoner" uniforms rushed out of the woods as if fleeing and ran towards the direction where the four of them were.

The prisoners seemed to have not expected that they would see other people in this sparsely populated deep mountain forest.

According to the rules, criminals sentenced to exile basically took routes through mountainous areas far away from human habitation, in order to prevent the prisoners from coming into contact with outsiders and to prevent accidents.

But who would have thought that, by such an unfortunate coincidence, they would actually encounter the exile.

This luck... is damn good.

……

Before Lin Xiaoyue and the others could react, someone in the other party's eyes lit up and shouted, "Help, help, save us!"

The shouting prisoners rushed towards the four of them.

Seeing that the prisoners were about to surround the four of them, a ragged girl, about 17 or 18 years old, pointed at the crossbows in the hands of the four of them and shouted to the person next to her, "Brother, brother, look, they have crossbows in their hands."

"Brother Yang, quickly grab the crossbow."

"Yes, yes, yes, grab it, grab it quickly, with weapons we can kill those yamen runners without anyone noticing."

The four of them were stunned. They never expected that these exiles in shackles would not avoid people and actually want to rob them. They must be seriously ill.

However, what is even more explosive is...

"Ang'er, Tai'er, go help us, and you should come too. Move quickly, the bailiffs are about to catch up."

Supported by two young men, the old lady with disheveled hair spoke to her children with malicious intent. Her words were full of dignity and superiority, and it was obvious that she must have lived a life of dignity that only a wealthy family could have. However, she didn't know that her hair was disheveled and she looked very embarrassed.

The two men called Ang'er and Tai'er, with a group of more than 20 men in shackles, with untidy beards, unkempt hair and a foul smell, had gloomy and flickering eyes after hearing the old lady's order, but they still pounced on the four seemingly weak women as ordered.

Lin Xiaoyue raised her hand suddenly, raised the crossbow and pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

A series of crossbow arrows shot towards the person who was rushing over with a sound of breaking through the air.

Lin Zhaodi, Chun Xing and Xiao Cao, who were only one step slower than her, followed closely behind and shot the crossbows in their hands fiercely.

"Ah ah ah."

For a moment, countless screams resounded through the forest, and more than a dozen prisoners fell to the ground and rolled around, wailing as they covered their wounds that were bleeding. Other prisoners who rushed up saw their accomplices being shot by crossbow arrows, and some arrows that did not pierce the bones penetrated the flesh and nailed them to the trees behind them.

Yes, the Zhuge Crossbow made by Lin Xiaoyue is far more powerful than ordinary crossbows. The quiver is large enough to support a continuous shooting of ten crossbow arrows at a time. Its lethality within medium and short distances is unquestionable.

In the blink of an eye, the exiles lost more than a dozen fighters. The old lady and those who had just been talking big were all speechless, with storms rising in their hearts.

"You...you...you...you killed someone, killed someone." The female voice who first shouted that the crossbows in their hands screamed again. Her voice was so sharp and piercing that it hurt people's eardrums.

Lin Xiaoyue was impatient. She put down the grass she was holding in one hand, dropped her crossbow on the ground, and rushed over, punching and kicking left and right, chopping melons and vegetables. In the blink of an eye, she knocked down the eight or nine men and women who were blocking the woman who was screaming at the top of her lungs, and slapped her in the face. "Shut up, your scream is so shrill and ugly. If you are ugly, you should hide. Don't come out and shout."

Wei Bizhi was a spoiled child. Normally, she would cry for a long time if she got a little skin on. But now, she was slapped in the face and fell heavily to the ground. Her head was bleeding, two back teeth flew out, and the corners of her mouth were cracked. She was in so much pain that she screamed in agony.

Lin Xiaoyue didn't indulge her, she stepped on Wei Bizhi's head and crushed her under her feet, "Scream, if you scream again, I will crush your head with my foot."

"You...you...you are so bold."

The old lady was protected and retreated repeatedly until she was ten meters away from Lin Xiaoyue. Her fingers were shaking like she had Parkinson's disease. She pointed at Lin Xiaoyue who was stepping hard on Wei Bizhi's head and shouted angrily, "Let Bizhi go, let her go. I told you to let her go. Did you hear me?"

Lin Xiaoyue's eyes flashed with sarcasm, "Old woman, I don't know if you were the wife of an official or from some great wealthy family, but now you are wearing prison clothes, I advise you to see your current situation clearly."

As she spoke, Lin Xiaoyue kicked away the idiot under her feet, turned around and walked towards the dozen people who were still rolling on the ground and wailing.

"Stop it, don't hurt my son."

"Don't come near Yang'er. Go away, you devil."

A group of disheveled, skinny women and children saw Lin Xiaoyue walking towards the dozen men who were hit by crossbow arrows. Their faces changed drastically and they shouted at her to stop.

"Swoosh." A crossbow arrow shot over, and it was done by the grass behind.

The arrow pierced the arm of one of the screaming women and children quickly, fiercely and accurately, leaving a trail of blood, and finally nailed straight into the tree trunk behind, three inches deep into the wood.

Everyone was stunned. This was simply too brutal. Shooting arrows at someone just for a disagreement was too cruel.

But these people may have forgotten that they were the ones who had the majority and were clamoring to steal their things just a moment ago.

So, the one who teases first is the mean one and will be beaten to death without any complaint.

"Ah ah ah."

The woman and child whose arm was shot looked at the blood splattering in confusion, staining half of her body red. Suddenly, she let out a shrill scream, her eyes rolled back, and she fell straight down.

Everyone around her was terrified and immediately hugged the person and dragged her to the back to avoid another arrow, otherwise the person would have been killed on the spot.

Unlike the frightened exiles on the opposite side, the three girls on her side were able to quickly enter combat status, which was really surprising.

Xiaocao met Lin Xiaoyue's approving eyes and couldn't help feeling a little proud in her heart. She could finally protect Sister San Ya.