Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

Song Pan'er knew what her parents were worried about, but she really couldn't bear to leave the five people in front of her and go.

"How about this, let's go over and take a look, but don't get too close." She raised her hand, and an iron pipe appeared in her hand. She handed it to Lin Chengxiu and took out Song Dahe's big knife.

Qian Jinfeng's face darkened. "Give me one."

Song Pan'er took out another iron pipe and gave it to her mother.

She looked at Tie Wenqin, who sighed inwardly and drew the sledgehammer from his waist, "I'm more comfortable with a hammer."

Forget it, if it weren't for the kindness of this kid, he wouldn't be alive today, let alone be able to see such exquisite musket drawings.

Since she wants to go, he will accompany her even if it means going through fire and water!

"go!"

Lin Chengxiu silently protected Song Paner.

Even though she knew there was danger, she was still willing to save those who were a burden to her.

He admired Song Pan'er. Meeting her was a great fortune and an opportunity for him.

Several people holding weapons deliberately took a longer route and quickly ran towards the city gate in front.

Fortunately, they had eaten well and practiced martial arts along the way, otherwise, if they had just sprinted like that, with Song Paner's body before the time travel, she would have probably collapsed to the ground before running 800 meters.

They ran to the front without taking a breath, and the scene in front of them made them stand there in a daze.

The city gate had been broken and many corpses were lying on the ground.

Ordinary people, soldiers guarding the city, refugees...

A flag with the word "Jin" embroidered on it was placed on the city wall. People holding big knives would go up and kill those who were not yet dead on the ground, and then take away the valuables from the corpses.

Some people were talking and laughing as they dragged the bodies together and set them on fire.

Song Pan'er shuddered and Tie Wenqin covered her mouth and dragged her back.

Several people left quickly and hid behind a bush of dry grass on the hillside.

Song Pan'er's heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of her chest.

She forced herself to calm down and took out the binoculars from the supermarket.

On the city wall, Jin Lingfeng had a smile on his face, and standing beside him were Song Xiaoshan and Song Fubao.

Song Fubao has been living the life of a rich lady recently. Her face has gained weight and she no longer looks like a young girl.

Her hair was tied into a bun and two gold hairpins were inserted into it.

"I knew that Brother Lingfeng would be able to take down Feng'an without any effort." She looked at Jin Lingfeng with eyes full of admiration.

Jin Lingfeng enjoyed her expression like this the most.

Song Xiaoshan watched the people cleaning up the battlefield under the city wall, and his eyes were actually looking at the barrage.

[Ouch! Not exciting at all, no suspense at all.]

[What's not exciting about this? Killing those civilians is like chopping melons and vegetables. Anyway, I'm happy, so I'll give the streamer a tip.]

[It's a pity that the credit for the anchor was taken away by that guy named Jin...]

[What's so regrettable about that? This Jin guy was specially chosen by the host to take the blame. You look like a newcomer!]

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There was a lot of noise on the barrage, and waves of gift special effects flashed by quickly. Song Xiaoshan curled his lips, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Song Pan'er pursed her lips tightly. It seemed that the male and female protagonists had already hooked up.

But why is Song Xiaoshan here too? Where are the other people from Qingshan Village?

She had countless questions in her mind, but the plot mostly focused on the love and romance between the hero and heroine, and did not describe in detail how the hero achieved his great success.

Holding a telescope, Song Pan'er began to carefully search for corpses and wounded people on the battlefield.

No, no, and still no.

Neither Zhang Honghua nor Xue Ping'er saw any trace of them.

Does that prove that they have most likely escaped?

At this moment, a strong man picked up a woman covered in blood, and Song Paner's pupils suddenly shrank.