Escape from famine: Daddy stands up, Dali girl lies down

The people who were awakened rushed out of the house in panic and joined the crowd of people fleeing.

There were shouts and cries of killing coming from afar, and in an instant flames shot up into the sky, burning half the sky red.

The weather was dry and there was a big fire, so the fire spread in all directions at the speed of wind.

Lin Shu was sitting on the mule cart and could clearly feel the heat of the fire.

Black ash was flying all over the sky, and the people seemed to be in a sea of ​​fire.

"Go, Dahei, run!"

Lin Shu roared and turned her head to see the fire clearly.

"Ta-ta-ta~"

Dahei sped up again and rushed out, breathing heavily.

He endured the burning pain from the sparks falling on his body and ran away at full speed.

Lin Shu noticed Dahei's discomfort and took out a piece of coarse cloth from her backpack.

Unscrew the water bag, wet the coarse cloth, tie a knot at the four corners and throw it out with a "swish".

The dripping coarse cloth was laid firmly on the big black back, extinguishing the smoking sparks.

The chill on his back startled Dahei, and he kicked a man who was rushing towards him away.

Lin Erzhuang's eyes lit up. Dahei gave him too much of a shock.

He raised his whip and whipped those who were climbing onto the mule cart one by one, with no mercy.

...

"Dad, I'll drive the car, and you deal with those people climbing on the car."

Seeing more and more people climbing onto the mule cart, Lin Shu stood up and grabbed the reins.

"Okay, be careful."

Lin Erzhuang whipped the man holding the mule cart without saying a word.

At the same time, he yelled to the people in the carriage.

"Guard the window and don't let anyone climb in.

When those people crawl in, you will be the ones who die."

Mrs. Wu and the children who were hiding in the carriage were knocked unconscious and were already pale with fear.

Being so young, they had never experienced such a dangerous scene.

Even if we encountered bandits and refugees, there were adults around to protect us.

The only thing I can do is cry.

Mrs. Wu had tears in her eyes. When she heard the children crying, tears couldn't help but fall.

She completely forgot that she was an adult and had two young sons who needed her protection.

"Mom, stop crying. The bad guys are climbing up."

The third child, Lin Hongqing, wiped away his tears and stumbled out a spatula and a large iron spoon from his backpack.

"Little brother, bring the big iron spoon and smash it for me."

"Burp~Burp~Bang~Bang~"

Lin Hongshi, who was crying and hiccuping, felt more courageous with a spoon in his hand.

The young man and I stood at the window on either side, smashing down the evil hands that stretched out.

"Ah~"

After a scream, the black hand disappeared, and the two brothers smiled at each other.

"Hehe, we can beat the bad guys too." Lin Hongshi grinned foolishly.

"Stand up and help each other. We are men and must protect ourselves." Lin Hongqing said fiercely.

'Uh~'

After being yelled at like that, Mrs. Wu burped and her tears miraculously stopped falling.

He wiped his face with a slightly red face and quickly lowered his head to look for his stuff.

The small earthenware jar with ears is nice. I picked it up in my hand and smashed it on the half head that was sticking in.

'Wow~'

The small earthenware jar was broken into pieces, and half of the head was bleeding.

He flipped backwards, hit the ground with a thud, and was quickly trampled by countless feet.

The bravery of the mother and her two children gave great comfort and courage to the crying child.

Now everyone stopped crying and got up to help.

He passed the stuff to his brothers and used his small body as a support.

They stood united in guarding the carriage where they lived.

Lin Shu, who was driving the car, would occasionally pay attention to listen to the movements in the car.

From worry to anger, to satisfaction.

She didn't need to worry about the carriage; the most important thing right now was driving.

A human-like Dahei with extraordinary speed and a certain ability to defend himself.

What the father and daughter have to deal with is the evil guy who keeps climbing onto the car and trying to seize driving rights.

‘Shua~’

‘Shua~’

‘Shua~’

Lin Erzhuang was merciless when he whipped the people, and would even hit them with an axe if they were too close.

The group of people who followed the mule cart had long disappeared.

When everyone is running for their lives, they have no time to care about anyone other than themselves.

More and more people were fleeing, and the vehicles trying to escape were crowded in the middle of the road, refusing to give way to each other.

Seeing that the South City Gate was just around the corner and the fire behind them was like a thorn in their side, everyone tried their best to squeeze forward.

There were pushes, tramples, fights, and even knife fights.

...

‘Boom~’

A smoke bomb landed in the crowd, and a group of masked men in black flew down from the roof.

The scimitar flashed a bloodthirsty light in the sunlight, and a casual swing could reap countless lives.

"Oh~ Dahei, turn right."

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lin Shu immediately adjusted direction.

The road to the South Gate is blocked, and an unknown assassin appears.

With their lives at stake, not even a bubble would be created if they filled it up.

Instead of seeking death directly, it is better to change the direction and leave the city.

There may still be a glimmer of hope.

"Ah~"

Lin Shu sighed secretly, she was really going to be implicated to death with these few people dragging her down with her.

If she was the only one escaping, there would be no need for her to run for her life.

Just find a place to hide in the space and wait until this disaster is over before coming out.

Wouldn't it be much easier?

Right now, it’s hard to save your life.

...

The killing is so fatal that those with a clear mind will turn around and run away.

More people are running around like headless flies.

The entire street was filled with people fleeing for their lives, and it was suddenly in chaos, causing great trouble for the movement of the mule carts.

Lin Shu pulled out a sharp long knife from under the seat, whipped the big black man's butt, and roared.

"Dahei, if you don't want to die, rush forward as fast as you can."

A knife chopped the hand of the man who was holding the carriage. The little man had a ferocious look on his face.

"Ah, kill..."

The man with the broken hand fell down, with the words he hadn't yet uttered stuck in his throat, and he became a dead soul at the feet of the refugees.

For a moment, the refugees were frightened by Lin Shu's ferocity and dared not climb onto the mule cart.

A mule cart squeezed into the crowd, and Dahei bit and kicked the person who blocked its way.

Lin Erzhuang swung his whip with great force, driving away one obstacle after another for Dahei.

Lin Shu held the reins in one hand and a long knife dripping with blood in the other.

There were a few drops of blood on the tense little face, and the finger-long hair was blown up by the wind.

It looks like a soul-catcher crawling out of hell, which is chilling.

...

The west gate was wide open and there was no sign of the soldiers guarding the city.

The fleeing people rushed out of the city with their families, and carts, handcarts, ox carts, and mule carts were crowded towards the city gate in a disorderly manner.

Things kept falling from the vehicle, and people kept bending down to pick them up.

There were countless shoes that were lost, and even more bags and items that there was no time to pick up.

Those who were trampled to the point of being unable to get up crawled along, dragging their wounds along, leaving behind pools of blood.

When everyone is busy with their own business, who has the time to lend a helping hand?

Lin Shu saw with her own eyes a woman who kindly helped a wounded person up, but was dragged by the wounded person and refused to leave.

Finally, one more person was injured and lost his life in vain.

The father and daughter beat and hacked their way out of the west city gate after fighting their way out of the mule cart.

Many refugees took the opportunity to follow this bloody path and rush out of the city gate.

As soon as they left the city, the mule cart rushed forward without looking back, and the carriage was pulled high into the air.

Some people who escaped from the city turned around and saw the flames rising into the sky. They cried out the names of their lost family members and cried their hearts out.