Time Travel: Remarrying a Little Wolf Dog

He An and He's elder brother were watching from the side and could clearly see the difference between the He family's servants and the victims.

That is the difference between never killing anyone and having killed someone at least once.

The He family's servants had enough food and drink, so their physical strength was better than those of the disaster victims.

However, even with the advantage of location and people, they are still firmly at a disadvantage.

It is because when they attacked the victims, they did not cross their psychological bottom line and kill them.

On the contrary, the victims threw every punch aimed at the head, which was obviously a move to take lives.

As the servants fell one by one and the situation became one-sided.

He An finally couldn't help but shout, "How long are you going to be cautious? If you are soft-hearted now, not only you will die, but also your family members behind you!"

Brother He also chimed in, "Yes, think about your parents, wife, and children, they are all waiting for you to protect them!"

"If you fall down because of your concerns, how will they survive next?"

The He family's servants were shocked after hearing these shouts, and then they thought about their family members in the house behind them, who were only one step away from these victims.

If they fall, there will be no chance for the people in the house to survive!

Thinking of this, the servants shouted loudly and beat them to death with the sticks in their hands just like they treated the victims of the disaster.

The victims were unable to resist when they saw the sudden increase in the strength of their opponents.

At the same time, he was also filled with hatred towards the owners of the two morale-boosting voices.

Several of them followed the direction from which the sound came and ran towards it while taking advantage of the chaos to escape.

These disaster victims had fought for many days and understood that the person who could say these words to boost morale was definitely not an ordinary person.

At least among those who fight with them, they must have a certain status.

In other words, it belongs to the leader.

According to the principle of capturing the leader first in war, catching or even killing these two people can not only undermine the enemy's morale, but also inspire our own side.

He An saw a man who suddenly came to his side and waved his fists wildly.

He quickly ducked to avoid the opponent's attack, and took the opportunity to turn around and kick the opponent hard in the waist.

The man screamed "Ah" and was kicked to the ground.

He An raised the wooden stick in his hand and wanted to go forward and hit the opponent again so that he would never get up.

But he held the stick high and looked at the person lying on the ground opposite him, but he couldn't bring himself to take action.

Not only the servants, but even he himself was not ready to break through the psychological bottom line.

But the fallen victim was not as merciful as He An. He was kicked to the ground and hit a hard, long object.

Without thinking, he quickly picked up the stick, turned around and swept it towards the direction of the sound.

This time he used up almost all of his strength. It is conceivable that if he hit He An's leg.

At the very least his leg was a fracture.

Fortunately, Brother He on the side reacted very quickly and pulled He An, and He An was knocked back a few steps by the force.

He narrowly avoided the attack range.

The moment he avoided the attack, He An's mind went blank. Without even thinking, he swung the stick in his hand and fought back.

And because it was a subconscious reaction, his body attacked the opponent's most vulnerable part - the head.

After being hit by the stick, the opponent didn't even scream. He just fell back to the ground stiffly with his eyes wide open.

Then there was an obvious sound of a body hitting the ground.

He An stared blankly, still holding the stick tightly in his hand, and had no idea what was happening.

It was only when Brother He pulled him back that he came to his senses and realized that he seemed to have killed someone.

He carefully leaned over to take a look and saw a small pool of blood on the other person's head, soaking the ground.

But before he had time to feel scared, the other two victims had already appeared before him from both sides.

He An had to put aside his fear, picked up his stick, and faced them together with Brother He.

Soon, the two of them worked together to defeat each other.

There is no time to think or be afraid on the battlefield.

This is a place where if you get scared, you could die.

Therefore, in such an environment, He An and Brother He can only try their best to defeat every enemy around them.

The same was true for the other servants. After their adrenaline was aroused by the other side's group beating, their minds went blank.

The movements of the hands are limited to mechanical defense and counterattack.

My eyes were flushed and the pain was at its lowest point.

When everyone came back to their senses, the ground was already littered with corpses.

There are enemies and there are friends.

There was silence all around, and no one spoke.

He An threw away the bloody stick in his hand in a daze, looked around the yard in confusion, and for a moment he didn't know where he was.

Until a voice woke him up.

"Aan, are you okay?"

Ah, it’s Yanyan’s voice.

He An walked towards the direction of the sound unconsciously, and then heard the sound of the door bolt being picked up again.

"Don't open the door!" He An immediately shouted.

Then he quickly ran to the door of the west wing and held the door from the outside with both hands to prevent anyone inside from opening it.

Because the movement was too intense and pulled the wound on his body, He An couldn't help coughing.

Su Yan was shocked when she heard it, and quickly said, "I won't open it, I won't open it, go slower!"

Then he asked anxiously, "Are you okay? Where are you hurt?"

He An held onto the door and slowly sat down on the ground, separated from Su Yan by a door.

Whispering, "I...I'm fine, I'm fine..."

But when Su Yan heard this voice, how could he believe it?

He wanted to open the door anxiously, but he didn't dare to do so because he was concerned about He An who was outside the door.

I was panic-stricken and at a loss for what to do.

It was Brother He who came over and checked He An from head to toe.

Then he said to everyone, "He An is fine, he was just too tired and suffered some minor injuries."

Su Yan was slightly relieved.

Uncle He and Uncle He, who came over a few steps behind, also came over to comfort everyone, telling them not to come out and not to worry.

After comforting the women in the house, Uncle He turned around to look at the corpses lying on the ground, and broke out in a cold sweat out of fear.

But he was the oldest, so he could only force himself to stay calm and serve as the backbone for the others.

He clenched his fists, tried his best to keep his voice from trembling, and said to the crowd, "Those who are injured, please go sit under the eaves of the main house first. We will send someone to check on you later."

"Those of you who are not injured, come with me and move the bodies of our brothers out, and throw the bodies of the victims aside."

The servants looked at each other and then automatically separated into two lines.

One group went to sit under the eaves, while the other group went to move the bodies wearily.

Su Yan, who was in the room, was extremely anxious when she heard Uncle He directly arrange for the servants to continue working.

I couldn't help but whisper to He An outside the door, "This won't work!"