At this time, the Xirong granary was already full of smoke, and the fire was growing.
Ming Yang had already sneaked away after throwing away the fire notes. Unexpectedly, a person guarding the granary went to the toilet. They killed all the night watchmen, but they missed this person alone.
Waiting for Ming Yang to finish setting the fire before he sneaked away and wanted to leave, but the man who had gone to the toilet just happened to come back.
When he saw the man lying crookedly in front of the granary, he was shocked.
"Li Er, Gou Si, what's wrong with you?"
"Chen San?"
He hurriedly threw himself beside his companion, squatted down, sniffed at his companion with his fingers, but he didn't detect a single breath at all. Only then did he realize that something was wrong, and he smelled a smell of fireworks.
After only a few pounces, he sensed something was wrong, and turned sideways to avoid it, only to see a thin, handsome young man with a straight figure looking at him indifferently, with the look of looking at a dead thing.
He was horrified, "You... who are you
Why, how come here? "
As he spoke, seeing Ming Yang's terrifying eyes, and thinking of the food that he had extinguished behind him, his complexion changed drastically, "You are Nan..." Ming Yang raised his knife fiercely, and blood sprayed from the man's neck, blocking his screaming identity in his throat.
Silently wiped the blood spattered on his face, Ming Yang kicked him away, took out a spare torch from his pocket and continued to burn food and grass.
Worried that someone would come out and put out the fire in the granary later, he didn't dare to leave at all, so he could only stand quietly in the granary and watch the fire start to spread.
Even if he knew that the growing fire here would definitely attract the attention of the Xirong people, but for the sake of Yongding City, he could only guard the front of the fire with his own strength.
Sure enough, the growing fire and billowing smoke in the granary aroused the vigilance of everyone in Xirong, and everyone rushed to the granary with swords or fire fighting tools.
In front of the granary that was burnt into a continuous piece, a man stood in front of the granary with a knife.
"Okay, it really is a barbarian from South Vietnam!"
"These southern barbarians have nothing to eat, so they come to burn our food. Come on, kill him and save the food!"
"Kill!"
Hundreds of Xirong soldiers rushed towards Mingyang.
Ming Yang slowly swung the knife, stretched out his tongue to lick the blood spattered on his lips, raised his hand and slashed at the rushing person.
Come one and kill one, come two, he hits a pair.
As long as he can survive until the fire burns Xirong's food, he will protect General Ge and the people of South Vietnam, so what if he loses his life.
"Kill him, kill him quickly!"
The youth who had always been handsome and sunny seemed to have suddenly transformed into a mature young man at this moment. He seemed to be tireless and ignorant of danger, swinging the knife, dodging, and stabbing... Gradually, there was a bloody corpse under his feet.
Someone swallowed, watching more and more fallen companions, with fear in their eyes.
"What are you talking about, don't worry about this barbarian, put out the fire, put out the fire, our food, food!"
Someone was yelling, seeing that most of the food had been burned, almost crying and shouting to put out the fire.
Ming Yang staggered towards the Xirong soldiers who were going to fight the fire.
Someone suddenly shouted, "Find the secret weapon quickly, quickly!"
Blood rolled down from his cheeks, arms, chest... everywhere in his body, Ming Yang felt his eyes were full of flames, and his ears were buzzing...Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart, he slowly lowered his head, and saw a blue-gray arm protruding from his heart, and the long and hard nails were full of blood... He thought blankly, so my blood... so red... Ming Yang looked at the fire that was gradually burning towards the last granary, and finally His eyes were sharp, reflecting the raging fire, and he fell down slowly.
Yongding City.
After Ming Yang left with the death squad, Xiao Bing stood guard in front of Ge Feng's room and did not dare to leave.
He followed Ming Yang's instructions, and washed Ge Feng with medicine and fed him with clean water every incense stick. In his free time, he guarded Ge Feng's bed anxiously.
Thinking that Ming Yang brought the Death Squad to Xirong, it might be the result of narrow escape, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, and looked outside the door frequently.
"General, you must wake up quickly..." "Master Ming and they risked their lives to rush to the Xirong barracks for you and the people in the city. Little... I used to be afraid of death, but now, I am so scared... I am afraid that you will not wake up, and that you will never come back..." He dared not think about it. people.
If Ming Yang hadn't come forward to deal with it before, someone might have discovered that something was wrong.
The little soldier Xuxu talked about everything Mingyang had done in the past few days, but he didn't notice the fingers of the man who had been running a high fever because of being scratched by the zombies, and trembled slightly.
Xiaobing didn't notice it, and while he was thinking wildly, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door.
"General, fortunately we did not disgrace our fate, and we have taken back the three-day rations that can supply the whole city!"
It was the voice of someone in the Expendables.
The little soldier was overjoyed, he stood up quickly, and asked anxiously, "Thank you, all the soldiers, the general invited a young master to come in..." The people outside were suddenly silent.
A bad idea popped up in Xiao Bing's mind, and he was about to ask, when he suddenly heard the sound of war drums outside—it was from Xi Rong's side.
The Xirong people invited dozens of people with loud voices there, and shouted at Yongding City, "How dare the southern barbarians come to our Xirong barracks to burn food and grass, hahaha, they didn't burn much food and grass, but burned themselves to death!"
"Stupid or not?"
"Stupid!"
"Hahaha, Nanmanzi, do you want to come and take your little general who was burned into charcoal back?"
"I heard that he is the youngest son of a famous old general from a famous family. What's his name?"
"Famous!"
"Famous, hahaha!"
"Mingyang was burned to charcoal. I heard that he was a handsome young man before his death. Now... it's just a piece of charcoal!"
Xirong's shouts could be heard even in the City Lord's Mansion, obviously everyone in Yongding City heard it.
Xiaobing's face was pale, he turned around in panic and looked behind him, choked up and said, "General... a young man, he... died for the country..." "He is still waiting to be your lieutenant general..." As his words fell, a burst of bright blue flames suddenly shot up around the man lying quietly on the bed, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.