After learning that the person who killed Enrique was Lin Xiaotian, Hashak immediately led the army to search. According to reliable sources, Lin Xiaotian has been severely injured, and the speed of his advancement must be very slow. Because of this, Kazakh dared to disperse his forces. The army of tens of thousands of people, in units of 100 people, dealt with Lin Xiaotian’s hiding The forest conducts a carpet search, and as soon as the target is found, the whistle is sent as a signal, and the surrounding teams immediately reinforce.
All soldiers and horses advanced cautiously, the torches blazing in their hands, but the place that the fire can illuminate is limited. The entire forest is full of dense birch, wattle, beech and oak trees, and the rustling branches are like They surrounded them like a wall. The flat ground was covered with green moss and thick weeds. People walking on it almost made no noise. I can't see any trails, and even if there are, they have long been obliterated by dense grass. There are tangled leaf holly, wild plum trees, ferns and grasses, dense and tall thorns, and no one can be seen beyond ten steps.
The soldiers gently pushed aside the bushes and searched forward silently, birds chirping over the stinging guns. They were anxious, afraid of meeting the person they were searching for. Just an hour ago, a squadron of friendly forces spotted him.
When the reinforcements saw the signal arrived, the squadron of more than one hundred people was left with only twelve living people, all with injuries, but the pursuit target had already fled. This incident caused a great panic among the searched troops, which showed that the target that everyone wanted to hunt was definitely not a docile rabbit. The soldiers were highly vigilant, and wild beasts shuttled through the bushes from time to time, which caused them a panic every time.
The Gruenian Heroes is an ace force, and they are usually arrogant, and now they are like kittens. They seemed to see a movement in the bushes. Suddenly, everyone became nervous. The soldiers gestured to each other, and they had begun to arrange encirclement circles without commanding them. The captain was afraid that his strength was too weak, and shot two arrows with fire into the sky, which was a signal to ask for reinforcements.
In the night sky, the rocket drew a dazzling arc trajectory in the dark night, and fell lightly in the dense woods. The archers retreated to the back of the team secretly to prevent their opponents from attacking suddenly. The infantry, holding machetes and bayonet guns that are good for close combat, stood silently in the forefront. No one made a sound. In the silence, only the wind blew over the treetops and heard a soft "crushing" sound, and unknown birds screaming in the bushes.
The reinforcements came very quickly, and amid the sound of rustling branches and leaves, a large group of soldiers and mercenary teams appeared through the dense woods. "Go in!" With a low shout, the team leader bravely rushed into the bushes, followed by a large number of armed soldiers, who formed a semicircular encirclement.
On a grass in the middle of the jungle, the soldiers found: trampled grass, faint footprints, blood-stained branches and clothes fragments. Obviously, not long ago, the target had stayed here, and he had bandaged his wounds here.
"He's nearby, he can't go far!" the scout asserted. The squad leader nodded silently, thinking of the big reward promised by His Majesty Hasak, his breathing became short. At this time, he secretly rejoiced: If his team can catch the target, then he is not far from getting promoted and making a fortune.
"Quick, keep chasing!" The captain looked back at the troops that were slowly following up behind him, and urged: "Quick, move faster!" Then, he said to his men, "Come on, everyone. For repeated offenders, each person will be rewarded with fifty gold coins.
Fleeing for three full days. The search operation continued, and Lin Xiaotian felt like he had fallen into an endless web. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of the constant hunters behind him. Sometimes, when he was about to stop to heal his injuries, but before he sat down, the dense footsteps rang again.
Lin Xiaotian has tried hiding in the sand, hiding in hidden caves, climbing onto trees, and even wading in a stream—every time he thought he had shaken off the tracking behind him, at most half an hour. There were loud voices and noise from behind, and the chasing became tighter and closer. In an embarrassing situation where there was really no way to escape, Lin Xiaotian had to clashed head-on with the pursuers, killed a small group of pursuers and rushed out, at the cost of four more deep wounds on his body plus internal injuries and vomiting blood. , The archer's arrow shot deep into his back, and when he pulled out the barbed and fleshy arrow, Lin Xiaotian almost fainted with pain. At this moment, he finally understood what is meant by Huluo Pingyang being deceived by a dog.
The uninterrupted escape and pursuit day and night is a cruel test of will and physical strength for both parties. But the problem is that one side has almost unlimited physical strength and reinforcements; while the other side has only one person who is helpless, no food, no rest, no sleep, no water... More importantly, there is no hope...
Continuous flight, 60 hours of sleeplessness, no matter how strong the will is, it can't stand this torture. Lin Xiaotian originally planned to go to Vallandis City, but in a panic, he had already lost his way and ran in the dark for a few days, not even knowing where he was.
It's been three days and three nights that I haven't been able to close my eyes, and the enemy immediately chased him up after lying down for less than ten minutes. Lin Xiaotian listened carefully to the voices and noises, and came to the conclusion: the enemy has not closed the encirclement yet—perhaps deliberately, maybe it was too late. He still has the only way to escape, through the dense bushes and rushing into the woods. On the other side.
Lin Xiaotian climbed up from the ground with difficulty, moving his numb feet, making them lively. I could feel that the wound was bleeding again, but no one bandaged him, and there was nothing to bandage him. He stood up, walked staggeringly a few steps, plunged into the rain-filled dirt pit, and quickly crawled out again. The boots had already rotted away, and the injured barefoot stepped on the ground covered with thorns. The dense branches seemed to consciously drill straight into the rotting and inflamed wounds on the body. Every step was accompanied by piercing pain. He had to bite on his clothes so as not to shout, his face twitching: even a strong hero could not bear such terrible torture, and every step forward would leave a faint touch from the sharp thorns. Blood stains. His body was exhausted to the extreme, his footsteps dragged, and he was too heavy to lift up. Lin Xiaotian could only help the tree to move forward a little bit, staggering, staggering and climbing. The wounds all over his body were burning fiercely. Internal injury is about to happen again: continuous tearing pain between the chest and abdomen, thirsty, and lips have been dry and cracked.
The world in front of him began to twist and deform, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy... Lin Xiaotian realized with horror that he had slowly lost the ability to think, which was a precursor to the collapse of his will. It was purely a subconscious reaction. He only knew one thing: "Run, run, run, try to hide in dense woods, no need to consider the direction, just avoid the lingering voices and firelight behind you!" But there was another voice in my heart saying to myself: "It's useless, forget it, lie down, don't hide anymore, you can't escape." The mind began to fall asleep, and his feet softened.
"No, never give up!" Lin Xiaotian bit his lip abruptly, and he was awake a lot under the sharp pain.
The chasing soldiers chased to a clearing, and the soldier in front stopped. The hunting dog that led the way went around in circles, bewildered and uttered a whine of "whoop", looking at its owner pitifully.
The captain caught up panting. "What's the matter?"
"Sir," the scout looked puzzled: "We seem to be lost in pursuit. Here, the hunting dog can no longer find the smell of the target..."
The captain was about to get angry, and there was a long and miserable cry from the queue behind: "Ah—" Everyone's face changed color: this was the voice of their companion. Because he was not running fast, he was pulled behind the team. From behind came the horrified cry of the archers: "He is here! He is hiding in the tree! Come on!