"Qingyue, I'll give you a weapon. Remember to protect everyone." Seeing that the refugees were coming to them, Lin Qingxue didn't care about anything else and took out four bows and crossbows and four hidden swords from the basket.

The four bows and crossbows were given to the four brothers of Lin Xiaoshan, and the four youngest ones were protected behind them by Li Yanniang and others. The four hidden swords were given to Li Yanniang's three sisters-in-law and Fang Xiaomei. Lin Qingyue, Liu's wife and Lin's mother-in-law took daggers.

As for Lin Qingxue herself, she took a long sword. She had learned swordsmanship, but that was just practice for fun. Now she had to fight for her life.

Lin Qingxue got off the donkey cart with a long sword in hand and stood behind Lin Qingming and the others. If she hadn't been afraid that these people couldn't defeat the refugees who were desperate, she would not have gotten off the cart!

Soon, the refugees arrived. They ignored the patrol members standing in front of them and rushed towards the villagers' food and luggage as if they were risking their lives.

But will the patrol team and the villagers agree?

Of course not. Food and water are everyone's life. If the refugees want the lives of their entire family, the villagers will naturally resist with their lives.

The two sides started fighting. Although the refugees had no weapons and were at a disadvantage, they had the advantage of being outnumbered.

Soon, the villagers could no longer withstand the attack and suffered. As the refugees and villagers exchanged blows one on one, more and more people fell.

Lin Qingxue didn't care about the villagers. She was struggling to protect Lin Qingming and the others. Originally, they had a lot of advantages.

But as the number of refugees increased, Lin Qingming and his colleagues began to lose strength, their movements became stiffer, and their reactions became slower.

Seeing that the refugees were about to rush in front of the donkey cart, Lin Qingxue became a little anxious. Looking at more and more refugees, those who fell down quickly rested, stood up again and continued to rush towards the villagers.

Lin Qingxue hardened her heart, gritted her teeth, and pulled the sword out of the scabbard. She attacked the refugees with an expressionless face.

The long sword had been blessed, and even a light scratch could cause damage, not to mention that Lin Qingxue was determined to kill someone.

As Lin Qingxue continued to swing the sword in her hand, refugees fell in front of her one after another. The blood dyed the ground red and gathered into a pool of blood like a river, and the corpses piled up like a mountain, forming a creepy hill.

At this time, Lin Qingxue had completely fallen into the frenzy of killing. Her eyes turned red, like a cold-blooded and ruthless devil.

Her ferocity and determination not only shocked many refugees, but even her own villagers were frightened and surprised.

However, at this moment, no one has time to pay attention to these details.

The refugees were frightened by Lin Qingxue's cruelty and knew that she would really take their lives, so they dared not charge at her again.

However, the other villagers did not receive any mercy at all.

Lin Qingming and others were not stupid people. They were holding weapons. Although they were hesitant and passive at first, they soon realized the seriousness of the situation and responded quickly.

When they reacted, they followed Lin Qingxue's example and attacked ruthlessly, but they did not use their weapons to hit the vital points of those people. Instead, they hit their hands, legs and shoulders.

Lin Qingxue swung the knife in her hand towards a refugee, who screamed and fell to the ground, covering his bleeding neck.

Watching him fall to the ground and twitch, Lin Qingxue knew that she had killed someone, but strangely, at this moment she was not as nervous and scared as before. It was as if a huge stone that was pressing on her heart had finally fallen down, making her feel a lot more relaxed.

Lin Qingxue turned around to see how Lin Qingming and the others were doing. At this moment, she noticed that several refugees had avoided their attack and were only two steps away from reaching their donkey cart!

At this time, Aunt Lin and Mrs. Lin were standing next to the donkey cart. They were frightened by this sudden situation and had no idea how to deal with it.

These refugees held sharp stones in their hands, their eyes full of greed and madness, as if they wanted to smash everything that stood in their way.

Lin Qingxue's heart tightened, a chill rose from her spine, and a trace of fear and terror flashed in her eyes.

But she didn't back down. Instead, she took a deep breath and shouted towards Aunt Lin and the others, "Auntie, Grandma, be careful, there are refugees coming your way..."

Lin Qingxue shouted as she ran towards Aunt Lin and the others. She had only one thought in her mind, which was not to let her family get hurt.

Fortunately, she was very close to everyone, and she could reach them with just a little more effort.

After Lin Qingxue's roar, Aunt Lin and the others also noticed the refugees behind them. Looking at the stones thrown at them, Aunt Lin and the others dodged with difficulty.

Soon, Lin Qingming and his friends also discovered that some refugees were heading towards the family members they were protecting behind them.

They felt extremely guilty and regretful. Fortunately, Lin Qingxue found out, otherwise if something really happened, they would have no place to regret.

Lin Qingxue quickly came to the donkey cart. She stabbed the refugees' heads and hearts with her sword, repelling several refugees.

Just when they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, several more refugees broke through Lin Qingming and his team's defense line and came to the front of the donkey cart.

These refugees learned their lesson and picked up stones on the ground and threw them at Aunt Lin and the others. Lin Qingxue found that Aunt Lin and the others had nowhere to hide, so she could only use her sword to knock down the stones.

"Mom, be careful," Aunt Lin suddenly yelled. Lin Qingxue was stunned, but she quickly reacted.

Lin Qingxue came to her senses and looked in the direction of Mrs. Lin. Behind her, a refugee was holding an axe and chopping at Mrs. Lin.

Although Lin Qingxue was very close to Mrs. Lin, she couldn't rush over at this moment. She gritted her teeth and threw the sword in her hand over.

The long sword just knocked the axe out of the refugee's hand. Then, Lin Qingxue came to Lin Pozi. She was about to pick up the long sword on the ground to fight back, but she saw that the refugee had picked up the long sword in advance and rushed towards them.

In a hurry, Lin Qingxue could only protect Mrs. Lin, Old Man Lin and Lin Xiaoqin behind her, and stand in front with her bare hands.

A reflected light pierced Lin Qingxue's eyes. She couldn't help but look over and saw another refugee picking up the axe she had knocked down and rushing towards her with it.

Looking at the long sword so close to her, Lin Qingxue gritted her teeth, grasped the long sword with her hand, and then kicked the refugee in the chest.

The refugee in pain unconsciously loosened his grip on the sword, and Lin Qingxue took the opportunity to snatch the sword away. Before he could react, the axe came chopping at him.

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