Ye Zi stabbed straight forward, and the tip of the gun accurately pierced the thigh of a horse thief. The horse thief suddenly lost his leg strength, couldn't keep his balance, and fell to the ground. While he hugged his legs and screamed loudly, Ye Zi quickly stepped back and confronted the three big men in front of him again.
At this time, three people were lying on the ground, all of them were stabbed in the legs by Ye Zi, and they were all covering their wounds and screaming on the ground. The remaining three horse thieves, with their backs hunched and knives raised, looked like they were ready to attack at any time, but no one really did it. They were all somewhat intimidated by Ye Zi.
Ye Zi was not feeling well at this time either. She was panting, her face was covered with sweat, her bangs were wet and stuck to her forehead, almost covering her eyes. What made her even more worried was the soreness coming from her injured leg. She was just besieged by two people, and she finally knocked them down, and then four more came up. It was really tiring to fight one against six, turning and moving.
Although these horse thieves did not have any advanced martial arts and were mostly just strong and sturdy men, they had all seen blood and were capable of fighting. Ye Zi knew very well that if he had not practiced martial arts every day after coming to this world, he would have probably fallen under their knives long ago.
She took a deep breath, changed the way she held the gun, giving her tired body a chance to recover, and then slowly walked away from the horse bandits who were besieging her.
"Hey, come on, kill this damned little girl." A guy who looked like a small leader stood up on the ground and shouted at the people standing there. To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. As the leader of the four people, he was the first to be knocked down by Ye Zi.
But some of his men were frightened by Ye Zi's bravery. They just pretended to wave their knives, but no one came forward.
The leader spat on the ground and said, "After the boss kills all the guys guarding the wall in front, he will come up. If he sees us being blocked here by a woman, he will definitely make us suffer! You all know his methods, right?"
Several horse thieves looked stern and seemed very afraid of the so-called boss.
"Charge!" the leader roared.
The three men gritted their teeth and rushed over, while the little leader on the ground took a crossbow from his waist and began to load arrows.
Ye Zi had no choice but to fight with them again. Her physical strength had not recovered much, and the horse thieves' attacks were so powerful that it was very difficult for her to block them. She also saw that the leader was about to attack with a crossbow, but the path to rush over was blocked by the three men.
She suddenly felt a little regretful. She shouldn't have been so soft-hearted and spared these people's lives. She didn't expect that they were still restless after they fell down and still wanted to fight with her. Now she was trapped in her own web.
With a whoosh, Ye Zi twisted her body as hard as she could, and a crossbow arrow rubbed past her waist, leaving a streak of blood. The pain made her movements a little deformed, and she failed to completely avoid the blade that slashed across her back, and a large piece of her hair was cut off. Then, she had to struggle to block the two fiercely chopped knives, and took advantage of the momentum to do a sideways roll on the ground, and only then was she able to dissipate the force of the knife, support herself with the gun barrel, and stand up again in a very embarrassed manner.
At this time, the leader's second arrow was almost ready, looking at her fiercely, ready to be fired. The other three formed a battle formation and quickly approached her.
Ye Zi's heart suddenly tightened. She felt exhausted and powerless standing in front of a giant beast called death. The beast bared its fangs and claws, revealing its sharp teeth, and was about to bite off her neck. But she no longer had the strength to fight back.
Where were the others? Where were they? The sounds of fighting in the distance continued intermittently, but no one came. Facing the approaching danger, she felt she had never been so alone and helpless.
Why should a girl practice with a gun? For some reason, the words my father said when I was a child rang in my ears again. He always wore a shirt and glasses, and had no warrior temperament at all.
I'm doing this for your own good! Just study hard!
It is not a good thing for a girl to know Kung Fu. The better she is, the more dangerous she is!
It seems that my spear skills have really brought me to my death... Staying here to fight alone is really... really stupid.
How foolish! How foolish! Ye Zi struggled to get ready, the tip of her gun swaying towards the enemy. She could clearly see a ferocious smile on the enemy's face, a smile she had seen on the face of a naughty kid who was about to step on an ant to death. He was full of confidence, without mercy, and only had the pleasure of killing.
So stupid!
She seemed to hear a loud shout in her ears. It was her grandfather's voice.
Your father is a fool! Practicing spearmanship is not for those trivial martial arts. It tempers the will and transcends the spirit. A person should be like the spear head, hard and unmatched, and changeable. As long as you identify the direction, you will only keep moving forward, penetrating everything in your way until you pierce the target.
It seemed that the grandfather was still quite young at that time. He scolded his father in front of her and made him feel ashamed. After saying this, he threw the big gun in his hand, and the big gun flew out like an arrow and deeply pierced into a thick willow tree...
I also hold a gun like that in my hand.
Many scenes of practicing marksmanship at home, her grandfather's teachings, her father's face flashed through her mind, and then all of this gradually turned into white streams of light and condensed into her qi sea.
Is it an illusion
It seemed not to be the case. She felt that her strength was constantly recovering, growing, and even surpassing. Her hand holding the gun became stronger and stronger. In an instant, she felt that her spirit had reached a new height.
The bandits seemed to sense Ye Zi's change, their smiles froze, replaced by a deep sense of uneasiness. The monster of death had begun to hesitate and retreat.
The leader pulled the bowstring of the crossbow and held it horizontally. However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, Ye Zi shouted and threw the gun in his hand.
There was a whistling sound, and blood splattered everywhere. The leader was pierced through the chest by a spear and nailed to the ground. He held the spear with one hand and tried to raise the crossbow with the other hand, but he no longer had the strength to do so. The crossbow fell to the ground, and he twitched and slowly became stiff.
"Ah!", "Boss!" The three horse thieves shouted in panic, and for a moment they didn't know whether they should rescue their leader or continue to besiege Ye Zi.
Ye Zi didn't wait for the three of them to react, and rushed forward, using her fingers and guns to attack. This time, both her speed and strength were much greater than before. To others, there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning on her body at this time, and her fists and feet were attached with a layer of light fluorescence. Although the fluorescence was not strong, it was angular, like countless sharp guns.
The bandits were already distracted, and now their morale was even worse. After they parried a few times, they were hit in the vitals by her and fell to the ground.
"Fighting... Fighting spirit." The last horse thief who was knocked down spat out blood and screamed: "She, how could she be a... fighter with fighting spirit..."
Fighting spirit? Ye Zi stood among the knocked-down horse thieves, looking at his hands in confusion. At this moment, the faint white light was slowly fading away, but Ye Zi could still clearly feel this vigorous power.
She turned to look at the bandits lying on the ground and screaming. When they caught her gaze, they all shouted for mercy. A guy who was not seriously injured turned over and crawled on the ground, "Sir. Please spare us. We are just farmers and fishermen with no land to farm. We, we were also forced to come here. Those leaders are the real bandits, and we can't do anything about it. Don't kill me, don't kill me."
Ye Zi was still regretting not killing the guy lying on the ground, but now she hesitated. These people seemed to have lost their fighting power, and they looked no better than a dog wagging its tail. She ignored them, walked through the people begging for mercy, came to the leader's body, and pulled out her gun. When those people saw that she had taken up the weapon again, they begged for mercy even louder.
Ye Zi knew that in this critical moment, killing these people was the best option, but she couldn't stab the gun into these bodies that had no ability to resist.
Just as she was hesitating, a voice suddenly came from behind her. It was a man's voice, very rough and a little low: "There is actually a beautiful woman who can fight here, and she just broke through the fighting spirit before the battle. It's really rare."
Ye Zi turned around and saw that the person who came was a big man who was at least 1.9 meters tall. He was holding a big axe in one hand, which was dripping with blood, and a human head in the other hand, and was walking towards him quickly.
"Boss, please save us!" The bandits who had just been begging for mercy with tears and snot all shouted for help when they saw this man coming. One of them even said to Ye Zi, "Woman, surrender! Our boss is the strongest warrior in the surrounding mountains. You can't beat him!"
Ye Zi didn't say anything. It was the first time she saw a chopped-off head. She was really stunned. She couldn't imagine or accept that her schoolmate, a person from modern society, would suffer such an end. The separation of the head and body was undoubtedly more cruel than dying from a gun or a crossbow. It made her heart ache.
She looked hard, trying to identify who it was, but as the person came closer, she found that the head was all blonde. Blonde hair... could only be a local absorbed into the guard camp. She felt relieved, but then felt guilty.
I really don’t know what happened to the others on the front line? She found that the sound of fighting in front of her had almost stopped.
"Don't look at it. We killed all the people in front of us. My guys will chop off their heads in a little while. You strange people are quite good at fighting. That fire-breathing pole caused so many of my guys to die. I feel bad. But I didn't expect there would be a treasure like you here." The big guy smiled grimly. He wiped the blood off the axe with his golden hair, and then threw the head into the grass by the roadside like trash. "In order not to lose money, I have to take you back, my little beauty..."
At this point, a burst of air suddenly burst out from under the feet of the man, and the tall figure was thrown over by the catapult like a huge rock. Ye Zi had no time to dodge, and he used all his strength to block the attack with the gun.
It was indeed a fighting spirit! But it was much stronger and more violent than hers, like a huge rock exploding.
Ye Zi was knocked away seven or eight meters and hit a tree. She endured the severe pain in her back and tried to use the gun to support herself again, but with a "click" sound...
The gun is broken.