Chang An wiped his mouth, a roasted rabbit only gnawed on two legs and threw it aside for him, he really couldn't eat these things.
Chang An described himself as sitting on the ground in a state of embarrassment, poking the rabbit meat with a small wooden stick worn through a barbecue, and suddenly wanted to eat the scallop porridge cooked by Hua Yi that he had always disliked.
Although he always complained that the birds would fade out of his mouth, the porridge was not weak at all. Hua Yi would always ask someone to cook it in a small pot for several hours. The malted wheat grains were mixed with spices. Prepared, the taste is neither salty nor bland, each piece of shellfish has been carefully removed from the corners, and boiled with vanilla water to remove the fishy smell, but not the fresh aroma...
While thinking about it, Chang An lowered his head and glanced at the crudely made, roasted rabbit with a bit of paste, and reluctantly tore off a piece of meat from it, frowned like taking medicine, and put it in his mouth. After chewing for a long time, but I couldn't swallow anymore, so I spat it out in one gulp.
He sighed, feeling like he was acting like a spoiled child to Hua Yi.
Just when Chang'an stood up and was about to find something else to eat, he suddenly looked down at Jingchu's camp below, and those patrolling people who were all-pervasive and scurrying around suddenly disappeared. As the night was dark, Chang'an found a place with a good view, and when he looked far, he found that they were running in one direction like ants moving their house.
Chang An frowned, walked a few steps, and moved to a higher place, only to see that the bonfire at the foot of the mountain had already been lit, and the people who were originally in the tents and in the mountains all came out. together.
Chang'an could tell that they were going to leave here in an orderly manner, it didn't look like they were going to escape at all, so what were they going to do in the middle of the night
This time Chang'an did not act rashly. He glanced down and found that there were more people in Jingchu than he had imagined. There were orcs and sub-beasts leading the way. The heavy armor seems to enclose the whole person inside, and these people seem to be made of iron, moving slowly and thickly.
The people in heavy armor formed a neat square formation, as if they were a whole. The place they walked was dusty and noisy. Even if they were far away on the mountain, Chang'an could feel the iron-like feeling under their feet every time these people took a step. heavy.
For a moment, Chang An even wondered, if he took off the heavy armor of these people, would he find a dummy made of steel inside
Further behind, there is the group of orcs who patrol the mountain all day with dull eyes. After them are handyman slaves and guards. In the whole camp, there are no old people or women. No children.
Chang An glanced at the bushes behind him, tightened the small splint that fixed his right wrist, and planned to pass through it with a cat waist, and keep up with the group of people. Unexpectedly, his waist was half short, he suddenly made a movement, twisted abruptly to one side, raised the dagger with his left hand, there was a sound of clear metal collision, "嘡", and it bounced again, leading Changan Together they took half a step back to the left.
Chang An raised his head, his scalp exploded, and in front of him was the lunatic who was pestering him endlessly.
The lingering spirit, here he is again!
When the lunatic saw him, like a fat fly, he jumped up with blue eyes and said, "Haha! I found you again!"
Chang An moved his feet, avoided him, and said with one heart, "Get lost!"
The lunatic jumped up and down and circled him for half a circle, and then rushed forward unexpectedly, slashing his head like thunder, but he didn't miss his mouth to speak.
He said: "I won't get out, I won't get out, you can't beat me, you're afraid!"
Chang An bent his waist back so that it was almost level with the ground. The short knife in his hand was upside down. He used the back of the iron knife that was not formed to tilt upwards. The land was wiped out from under the blade of the hook, very dangerously, but not a single hair was cut off, pinned to the handle of the knife, raised his foot and kicked the lunatic's crotch.
The lunatic let out an "Aww" and jumped back in a hurry. He opened his mouth, as if he was going to curse at this extremely despicable move, but unexpectedly his eyes fell on Chang'an's right hand inexplicably. His voice was hoarse, and he didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he scratched his messy hair with a complicated expression, lowered the hook knife to the ground, and took a step back to the side.
"You can't lift your right hand anymore." The lunatic said, "Even if I kill you, wouldn't I only win your left hand? No, I won't fight. I won't fight with you today."
Chang An glanced at him indifferently, and didn't want to spend any more energy talking to him. Seeing him back away, he retracted the dagger without saying a word, walked low through the bushes, and walked down the mountain.
Unexpectedly, that lunatic didn't know what he was thinking, but he followed him not too far away, and asked, "Didn't that idiot run away? What else are you doing?"
Chang An paused.
The lunatic continued: "Oh, don't stare at me, I saw him running west by himself, so I figured you might still be here, so I came looking for you."
Chang An said coldly: "You are here to seek death."
The lunatic looked at his back, and his eyes finally fell on the half-covered thin waist exposed under the tattered clothes that were almost hard to cover, and said disdainfully: "Tsk tsk, look at you so thin Take the little white of the bone... "
There was a flash of the knife, and the scabbard of the short knife and the hook knife collided near the madman's neck.
The two exchanged a quick move, stared at each other for a while, and finally seemed to realize that it was boring, and looked away at the same time, the lunatic snorted, Chang An gouged him out, and then walked forward without looking back Walking, the lunatic looked at it, and didn't even bother to roll his eyes, and followed along.
This lunatic was moody and nervous. Changan was followed by him for a few steps, and he had to pay attention to the front and the back.
The madman danced and said: "I'll follow, what can you do to me?"
A flash of hostility flashed across Chang'an's face: "If you dare to ruin my business, I will let you die without a whole body."
The madman laughed "haha" and said, "You don't have that strength."
Chang An pinched his fingers into the handle of the knife, and his stomach ached from his anger.
The lunatic rarely gained the upper hand in front of him, and he was overjoyed.
Chang An gritted his teeth, cast a gloomy glance at him, hesitated for a moment, but continued to walk towards the low bushes pretending to be deaf.
After all, the injury to his right hand was due to this lunatic, but seeing this man jumping up and down at this moment, Chang An felt bored, but he didn't have any murderous intentions.
This is the two people who are enemies and not friends, so they went on the road together in such a strange way. The two of them are not slow, and they are quite good at hiding. They are not far or close behind those people. , Chang'an was still a little confused, and after walking around for a while, he suddenly realized with horror that this direction was heading towards the Great Pass of the Twenty Cities in the East China Sea!
Not long after they left, Huayi arrived. Over the years, Huayi's people have been expanding their territory. It can be said that the subordinates have experienced many battles and have never calmed down. All of them are tough and elite soldiers. The footsteps and combat effectiveness are not the same as ordinary orc tribes.
Now these murderous people are facing an empty valley—the inside is like a dead zone, the main tent and guard tents are neatly arranged one by one, but there is no one there.
In the huge valley, there is only the sound of the wind passing through the stones, it is extremely quiet, and there is a strangeness in it.
Lu Quan said subconsciously: "We searched the mountains..."
Hua Yi raised his hand to interrupt him, it was already dawn, and the wind in the valley made his body icy cold, but he seemed to be in a strange state of excitement, and his mind was unprecedentedly sober——Jing Chu I don't want to face him, that person is not here, but he definitely hasn't escaped.
Jing Chu killed his father and brother, doing everything, Hua Yi couldn't think of anything in this world that would make him escape, so there was only one place to go.
He reacted in an instant, turned to Lu Quan and said, "At that time, you said that there was a person running in the camp, who looked a bit like Luda?"
Lu Quan nodded.
Hua Yi asked again: "Have you caught it?"
Lu Quan was stunned, and frowned: "It seems that there is no such thing, why?"
Hua Yi nodded calmly, and said: "Tell everyone, don't go into the back mountain, search the camps in the valley, pick out useful things and take them away, ask a doctor to test the poison first, if there is no problem, camp on the spot, we are here Eat and drink enough, rest here and go on the road."
Lu Quan looked at him in surprise, and asked: "Then... where did everyone go here? Is that Luda the one who ran away? After all..."
Hua Yi said lightly: "Look at them walking in a leisurely manner. I think they probably have found out our marching route. At this time, they plan to take advantage of the emptiness in the pass and ask the 'insider' to lead the way and directly enter our camp. .”
Lu Quan was taken aback, his face turned pale, and he wished he could run back immediately.
Hua Yi pressed on his shoulder, increased his speaking speed, and said: "There is no heat in the tent, but there is no dust either. I guess it must have left in the middle of the night or yesterday. The road ahead has met us a long time ago, and I think it detoured from the back mountain."
Lu Quan immediately said: "Then let's turn back from the front of the mountain now, maybe we can take a shortcut to catch up with them..."
Hua Yi said: "Being chased by them so much back and forth, they chased them out of breath and went up to be beaten? Don't follow the enemy's pace, and don't worry, I haven't touched any of the guards. Before leaving I also notified a few city lords and ordered them to take their men to guard the pass personally, they will not be able to enter for a while and will be blocked outside the pass, and we will just let us serve as stuffing for pancakes."
He silently called so many people, just... guarding the gate
Lu Quan was taken aback when he heard the words. He vaguely knew some of the grievances between Hua Yi and his own brother. Ever since he received Suolaim's vague letter, he was not worried all the time, lest Hua Yi be dazzled by hatred and anger. But he didn't expect that Hua Yi would use the power of the whole territory this time, but instead of following him to attack, he stayed where he was and guarded the pass.
Hua Yi glanced at him and knew what he was thinking. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said, "Otherwise, what do you think? I would risk my life to fight that lunatic? If I were alone, I would naturally, but Before that, I was still the king of the East China Sea, if someone broke into their house because of my personal grievances, what face would I have to call myself the 'king'?"
Lu Quan's heart became hot, and he blurted out: "The king is always wise."
"Wise?" Hua Yi gave a low laugh, the sound of the laugh was a little cold, and he couldn't tell what it meant.
He raised his head and looked at the shadowy mountains before dawn that looked like ghosts. He didn't know which mountain Chang'an had stayed on, and he didn't know if that person was still safe. Hua Yi clenched his hands into fists, lowered his head, and finally said nothing. He leaned against a tent and sat down, suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest, as if the blood that was exhausted that day had been spit out and never been replenished.