Eating big melon is so refreshing

Zhao Wulang got on the front of the car and drove away.

Xiao Qiulin was about to open his mouth to stop her, but Xiao Chunya's voice had already exploded over Zhaojia Village.

“Ahhhhh!!!” A shrill scream resounded throughout the sky above Zhaojia Village. “A group of jailbreak prisoners are about to break into Gaojia Village. This group of thugs, like demons, have mercilessly slaughtered a total of 137 innocent lives in the village! What’s even more hateful is that they happened to run into Uncle Wu’s carriage. After a fierce fight, Uncle Wu was seriously injured and unfortunately fell into a deep valley, his life or death unknown. And poor Uncle San and Aunt San suffered great humiliation and were stabbed 18 times and died on the spot. Even the young and ignorant brother Xiaoqing was not spared and was tragically disemboweled!”

Zhao Bei stood there frozen as if struck by lightning after hearing this horrific news. His body shook violently and he almost fell to the ground. He was shaking all over and his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand.

The village chief quickly reached out to support the shaky Zhao Bei. The villagers who heard Xiao Chunya's inner voice for the first time were all stunned, but they pretended to be calm under the warning eyes of others. After all, such an incredible thing is hard to believe if you don't experience it yourself.

"Crossbow!" Xiao Qiu remembered the two crossbows he had obtained at the critical moment, and took the opportunity to climb onto the carriage. In fact, he took the things out from his own space.

"Grandpa, please send someone to find Uncle Wu!" Xiao Chunya was extremely anxious but she was too insignificant to explain the reason. Faced with such a tragic situation, who would easily believe a child's prediction? In desperation, she could only hope to save her family from danger first.

"Eighteen, nineteen."

Master Mingyue calmly gave the order: "Chase Zhao Wulang's carriage immediately and notify Zhao Sanlang to return along the original route!" His tone was firm and resolute, as if everything was under control, which made people feel trustful.

"promise!"

The two men flew away quickly with their mechanical crossbows. A small number of men in Zhaojia Village hurriedly returned home to find hoes and shoulder poles, and then took a shortcut to Gaojia Village in the hope of stopping the group of demons from entering the village.

Xiaohe Village and Zhaojia Village are less than three miles apart. Zhao Dong went to Xiaohe Village to visit a friend. As soon as he left the village, he heard Xiao Chunya's voice. He immediately turned the carriage around and rushed to Gaojia Village!

"Quick! Quick!"

The carriage seemed to be flying into the air, shaking violently, as if it would fall apart at any time. Zhao Dong, who was sitting in the carriage, was shaken all over, and his stomach was churning, but at this moment he had no time to care about his physical discomfort. He had only one thought in his mind: saving people is the most important thing!

Zhao Dong desperately urged the driver. Their carriage was only about 100 meters away from the escaped prisoners. As soon as they entered the village, Zhao Dong shouted at the top of his lungs: "Close the door quickly, the enemy is attacking!"

When Old Gao heard the shout, he subconsciously quickly closed the village gate. However, when he saw the fugitives rushing in like a tide, his legs instantly became weak and he fell to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, go and ring the gong to sound the alarm!" Zhao Dong remained calm in the face of danger, kicked Old Gao on the butt, and urged him anxiously. There was no time to be dazed at this moment, and this broken wooden door probably wouldn't be able to hold out for long!

As the sound of gongs and drums resounded throughout the village, the men who were resting at home grabbed their hoes and carrying poles and rushed to the village gate without hesitation. But when they arrived at the scene, they were shocked by the scene before them - more than 60 prisoners with disheveled hair, haggard faces, and tattered clothes were banging on the gate like crazy. They looked extremely crazy, and looked three parts like humans, and seven parts like evil spirits!

Zhao Dong was a veteran who had been on the battlefield. When he saw the prisoners trying to bang their hands against the gate, he found a hatchet and chopped off their hands. After a few cuts, screams were heard and the prisoners without hands rolled on the ground in pain.

The leading prisoner stared sharply at those who retreated and shouted angrily: "Charge in! The women and money inside will all belong to you! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Zhao Dong stood at the door, covered in blood. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Today I will send you to the underworld to meet the King of Hell! Why are you still standing there? Come here and fight with all your might!" Although he was extremely brave, it was difficult for him to hold on facing dozens of enemies alone.

At this time, the villagers came to their senses and rushed forward. They held the farm tools tightly in their hands and beat the claws stretched out from the door without fear. Each blow was accompanied by a crisp crash that resounded throughout the village, as if it was a rebuke and counterattack against the evil.

However, the thugs were not scared off, but hit the shaky wooden door more and more frantically. Finally, under a more violent impact, the wooden door could not withstand the pressure and collapsed. In an instant, a group of thugs with hideous faces rushed into the house like hungry wolves.

Seeing this, Zhao Dong shouted loudly: "Brothers, fight them to the death! We must not retreat even a single step, otherwise not only we will suffer, but also our innocent families! Kill them!" His voice was passionate and firm, inspiring everyone to move forward courageously.

"Kill!" With angry shouts, the villagers lined up to stop the thugs who were rushing into the village. Today it's either you die or I die!

For a moment, the teams of both sides were entangled together. It was obvious that there were more prisoners. After half a quarter of an hour, several of these desperate guys broke through the defense line and rushed into the village.

Several voices came through the air, and Eighteen and Nineteen were holding crossbows and shooting accurately within a hundred meters, and corpses fell one after another.

"Ah!" Another person who was shot through the heart by a crossbow arrow screamed and fell down unwillingly, holding his chest.

Panic appeared on the faces of the thugs. A few cunning thugs used their comrades' bodies as shields and tried desperately to break out and escape.

"People from the government!" The leading thug had a grim look in his eyes. He felt a little panicked. The people who could hold a machine crossbow were not only government officials but also military officers of a certain rank. He knew at a glance that the two guys holding the crossbows had a higher level of cultivation than him. He had to find an opportunity to escape.

Eighteen and Nineteen did not answer. They pressed the crossbow with expressionless faces and continued shooting. Each pull of the trigger could shoot three arrows, with a 100% hit rate. Unfortunately, a crossbow could only hold nine arrows.

Zhao Wulang took out a brick and silently hit the panicked leading prisoner hard on the head. His brain burst and his skull was dented. His face was hideous and he died with his eyes open.

"Bah! The villain died because he talked too much!"

The corpse had only shouted twice since it appeared, so how could he talk so much? If he could come back to life, he would definitely curse, saying that sneak attacks are unethical!