Traveling through troubled times to escape famine and cultivate crops as a grain merchant

Once this person becomes timid, he will lose his fighting spirit.

Zhou Guo seized the opportunity, picked up two bowl-sized stones, and smashed them hard at the two men's hands holding the knife handles, one in front and one behind.

One bullet missed the target and knocked the sword out of the man's hand, and the other one missed the target directly.

Such a noise scared the two men so much that they jumped up with a scream.

At this time, Zhou Dacang appeared from nowhere, jumped up and kicked a man directly in the chest, and the man fell backwards.

The remaining man was no longer afraid when he saw that Zhou Dacang was alone. He rushed forward yelling, and the two men immediately started fighting.

Zhou Guo looked around and didn't see any other enemies, so he rushed forward with a knife in hand.

He chopped at the man from behind, but the man didn't expect there was another person there, so he kicked in desperation. Zhou Guo stretched out a hand, quickly grabbed the man's kicking leg, and twisted it upwards with force.

All he heard was a snap, and he didn't know where it broke, followed by a scream. Zhou Dacang moved forward with the knife without mercy and killed another person.

The two men didn't have time to say anything and ran forward with their knives in hand, not knowing what was happening to the others.

After walking around in the woods, they encountered several more corpses, most of which were from their side. She saw four of her own people.

The other side only has one body, so there are still three people.

Zhou Guo said, "Uncle, this forest is so big, and we don't know where they ran off to. So, if we search separately, we will have a better chance of finding them."

Zhou Dacang looked at the bandaged wound under her ribs, which was already bleeding, and flatly refused: "No, we can't separate. We don't know whether these three people are together yet. We are all injured. If we separate and run into three people, it will be very dangerous."

"You're right. Why do you want to separate at this time? You really don't take your own life seriously!" The old man caught up at the right time and pointed at Zhou Guo's forehead.

Zhou Dacang was quite surprised. He quickly looked him up and down. Seeing that he was unharmed, he felt relieved and said, "Old man, this time it is really thanks to you, otherwise we would all have to die here."

"Okay, Master, let's go quickly. You have good ears, so lie down and listen to see where they are. Several guards have already died. The more you can save, the better." Zhou Guo was anxious.

The old man listened carefully for a while, pointed to the southeast, and said, "It should be..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Guo rushed out, saying without even turning his head: "Master, you run fast and have great Qinggong skills, quickly fly forward and help."

Zhou Dacang was also running behind with a knife in his hand.

The old man leaped up onto the tree trunk and ran forward.

Zhou Guo and the other man ran for a long time when they heard a rustling sound above their heads. The old man had already come forward.

The two quickened their pace, vying to move forward.

When they finally saw the people in front of them, panting and running, they ran closer and found that the battle was already over.

But the situation on the battlefield was so horrific and shocking.

Two people who were killed by a single knife were lying at the old man's feet. In addition to these two people, there were also two bodies of people from the guards at the scene.

No one knew what these two men had been through. A big cut was made on their abdomen, and their internal organs were all over the floor, half inside and half outside. Blood was all over the floor, and it was probably all drained out.

Zhou Guo looked at the two men in silence. They were both still young, one about eighteen or nineteen years old, and the other about twenty years old. Their deaths were so tragic. Their families would be so sad to see it.

The three of them looked at the two bodies in sorrow, their eyes slightly red.

The old man suddenly spoke up, "There is still one person left. We have only solved seventeen of them. There are eighteen in total. We have to find that person as well."

As soon as he finished speaking, two extremely sharp screams were heard from the south.

The three of them were startled and ran in that direction at the same time.

The old man was still walking far away, flying in the front with his lightness skills.

Zhou Guo looked at the figure that had already flown away and secretly hated herself for not being able to do it. She was always left behind by her master. She made up her mind to work harder every day from now on, as her skills were always not enough when she needed them.

The two rushed to the scene and were stunned by the situation.

The corpse on the ground in the middle could no longer recognize its original appearance. There were countless wounds on its face and body, and blood was still oozing out.

There were eight guards lying in a mess around them, their faces and bodies covered in blood. If it weren't for the slightly heaving chests, Zhou Guo would have thought they were gone too.

All eighteen of the other side were finally killed.

When everyone heard the old man say this was the last one, they all breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground, too tired to even move their fingers.

Zhou Guo also sat down on the ground. As he rested, he felt a sharp pain in the wound under his ribs. This was much more serious than the last arm injury.

Zhou Dacang on the side said: "Let me see if the injury is serious."

She refused, "Forget it, it's not too serious, let's take a break, I don't know where the others have gone."

The old man said: "It's easy, just shout it out."

Then he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Come out quickly, we have wiped out all the enemies."

After a while, someone poked his head out and asked, "Did they really kill them all? Aren't there eighteen of them? The six of us only killed one, so how could there be so many more?"

No one answered him.

He didn't ask any more questions because he almost vomited when he saw the bloody corpse on the ground.

When everyone was present, they counted and found that eight were missing.

Zhou Guo felt heartbroken. She had met all eight of these people, and none of them was still alive.

The rest of the people were injured to varying degrees. The most seriously injured ones lost an arm, lost several fingers, broke several bones, and had blood all over their thighs...

The only person in the team who was not injured was the old man.

Zhou Dacang was kicked hard in the chest and was so anxious that he couldn't breathe.

He said, "We will clean up all the brothers and carry them out in a dignified manner so that their families can see them for the last time."

Everyone nodded silently.

When everyone saw the two companions with their internal organs spilling all over the ground, everyone's eyes reddened. They stuffed the organs back with trembling hands, wrapped their abdomens tightly with clothes to prevent things from leaking out, then wiped the blood off their faces and carefully carried them out of the mountain.

Someone had already stepped forward to report the news.

When Zhou Guo and others came out of the forest, more than 200 people were already waiting at the exit, and their families were already crying.

She and the old man were walking in the front, and they made way for them when they saw this. The people behind them had already put all eight people down and laid them out neatly.