As a young man born and raised in a peaceful age, Ji Thrush has only seen the cruelty and inhumanity of the invaders in history textbooks.
He is very clear that this is a certain "world" chosen by "Peach Blossom Spring" for them. It is not the real place where he once lived, and what he is experiencing now is not the history of the time and space in which they were born.
However, even if he knew that he was just an outsider, Ji Thrush could not convince himself that he would remain indifferent to the bloody massacre before his eyes.
Because this "world" is very similar to his homeland, and the scorched corpses piled up in front of his eyes are just a group of unarmed old and weak women and children—all these are absolutely true, happened in a certain plane, and belonged to a The history he knows is 70% similar, real killing and death.
The reason why human nature is called human nature stems from the normal emotions and rationality that people have. They can empathize with the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of their compatriots, and feel pity and anger for the suffering and disasters in front of them.
Ji Thrush took a deep breath.
The strong smell of corruption and burning smell rushed into the nasal cavity, making people want to vomit.
But Ji Xiaoniao is no longer afraid of these horrific deaths.
On the contrary, his mind was surprisingly calm.
The intense anger of witnessing the carnage brought about by the invaders gradually settled into another deeper and more secret belief, like a tumbling lava hidden in a crack in the sea floor.
"Let's go."
At this time, he heard Ren Jianmo, who had hardly spoken these days, speak suddenly.
"These people have only been dead for no more than two days, so the barbarian army that killed them should still be nearby."
With that said, Ren Jianmo pointed to the messy footprints of military boots on the grain drying field.
"Looking at these footprints, the number of defenders will not be too many."
He glanced at the high mountain of corpses, his eyes were as cold as ice.
"If you encounter them, just avenge them."
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Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo did not stay in the village overnight, but left the unnamed village by the river beach with three masters and servants of Dong's family and two living corpses, and continued to go south according to the planned route.
It was getting dark.
But a group of people with high skills and boldness have become accustomed to spending the night in the wild after rushing for the past few days.
They walked for about an hour, and after the sun had completely sunk to the west and could not even see a ray of light, they found a place with a relatively open view on the windy side of a small hill for the night.
Just like the previous few days, several people took turns to watch the night while resting.
But soon, Ji Thrush, who was in charge of the first shift, noticed something unusual.
"Everyone come and have a look."
Ji Xiaoniao called everyone out, came to the southeast corner of the camp they had chosen, and then pointed to the distance, "There, it seems that the fire can be seen faintly."
"Where?"
Dong Jing stood beside him, standing on tiptoe, trying hard to see something from the top of the luxuriant tree canopy.
But after a while, he still shook his head, "Where is it?"
Ji Thrush silently took out a telescope from the storage ring and handed it to Master Dong Er.
After all, as an archer, his vision has been strengthened to the extreme in "Peach Blossom Spring", which is of course far better than ordinary people.
Dong Jing had never used a telescope, but his reaction was extremely calm, not at all like the fuss that the aborigines made in the time travel novels after they got the high-tech artifact provided by the protagonist.
"Is this the trick of the puppet master?"
As he spoke, he raised the binoculars to his face.
Immediately, Second Young Master Dong called out:
"It's true, I can see the fire!"
Although the vicinity is a river valley, there are still high and low rolling hills with dense forests, and according to the information Zhuzi got when he was running a business, there should be no large-scale cities or towns.
"It doesn't look like a village."
Dong Jing adjusted the focus of the telescope and tried to get a closer view, "It looks like... more like a campfire."
After all, he handed the binoculars to the more experienced Uncle Zhong and Zhu Zi, letting them verify his judgment.
After reading it, the two agreed with their young master's guess.
"Well, if that's the case, it would be interesting..."
Dong Ershao put his hand to his lips, his eyes were pensive.
Ji Thrush also guessed his thoughts.
This area is an occupied area occupied by the army of the Holy Court, and the soldiers left behind are extremely cruel. They follow the three-light policy, and I am afraid that they have wiped out all the nearby villages.
They don't know how many villages have been slaughtered like the unnamed village they saw before, but it is not difficult to guess that even if there are surviving civilians, most of them either simply fled into the mountains, or they can only survive under the pressure of the invaders. Barely surviving under the high-handed rule.
That being the case, at this moment, it is naturally impossible for the nearby villagers to light the campfire in the open air...
Ji Thrush thought for a while:
"Will the ones over there be the Holy Court defenders?"
The master and servant of the Dong family did not answer immediately, but exchanged glances with each other, and then nodded vigorously together.
Ji Xiaoniao understood what they meant.
So he turned to Ren Jianmo.
"Mr. Ren..."
Season thrush asked:
"… What do you think?"
Ren Jianmo raised his eyebrows slightly.
He was a little surprised that he immediately understood what the curly boy in front of him wanted to ask.
"I said… "
Ren Jianmo's lips outlined a cruel smile.
"If you come across it, just kill it."
The fire was not too close to them, and it was difficult to walk in the wild at night. Five people and two corpses walked from night to dawn, and finally touched the source of the fire.
Sure enough, Ji Thrush and the others expected it.
It was indeed a garrison camp of the Holy Court Army.
Those soldiers repeated their old tricks and directly emptied a small village, then set up tripping posts and fences higher than people on the periphery, and at the same time built a two-story watchtower at the entrance and exit, lit a bonfire, and It's a sentry post.
Ji Thrush, Ren Jianmo, and the master and servant of the Dong family did not act rashly.
They lurk in the forest outside the camp, carefully observing the situation inside.
It is 4:30 in the morning, which is the most tired and sleepy time of the body clock.
Season thrush adjusted the telescope to infrared night vision mode in order to better observe the situation in the camp.
He saw a white soldier with a tall nose and dark eyes standing on the sentry post.
It's just that the other party was obviously very sleepy, his upper body was completely leaning against the window, and his head was slightly lowered, clearly appearing to be taking a nap.
Ji Thrush secretly sneered.
Apparently, these defenders felt that they had cleaned up the surrounding area, and they didn't believe that the heretics of the Xia Kingdom, whom they regarded as pigs and dogs, dared to resist the army of the Holy Lord. Form only.
"The scale of this village is not large, and it cannot accommodate too many people."
Uncle Zhong took the telescope, studied it carefully for a while, and said in a low voice:
"I guess there are about a hundred soldiers in this team!"
"There are quite a few hundred people..."
The second young master of the Dong family frowned slightly, and looked around at the companions around him, "With just five of us, wouldn't it be a bit reluctant?"
"Not reluctantly."
It was Ren Jianmo who answered him.
The voice of the long-haired beauty was very low, but everyone could hear it clearly, it was like the whisper of death.
"Before dawn, they can all be killed."
Ren Jianmo's tone of voice was too calm and determined, and the three masters and servants of the Dong family felt chills running down their spines, and they all gasped at the same time.
However, Ji Thrush, who was beside Ren Jianmo with the cat, smiled slightly.
"Okay, get them done before dawn."
Saying that, Ji Xiaoniao poked out half of his body from the bushes, and with a stretch of his left hand, he added a longbow.
Then he didn't see him pull out the arrow, and he directly pulled the bowstring.
"Whoosh!"
There was a short and crisp sound of breaking wind.
A hundred meters away, the dozing soldier on the watchtower didn't even make a sound, and fell down without a sound.
"Let's go in and 'handle' it, the three of you are waiting here."
Ji Thrush put away "Silence and Silence", patted the second young master of the Dong family on the shoulder, lowered his voice, and told Uncle Zhong and Zhu Zi: "Protect your young master."
The master and servant of the Dong family nodded silently.
Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo filed out from behind the bushes where they were hiding, and approached the fence around the camp under the cover of night.
Instead of going in through the entrance, they chose a dark corner farthest from the campfire, easily climbed over the wall, and jumped into the camp.
The two didn't discuss how to act in advance, but there was an indescribable tacit understanding that made them take an approach that was almost like a mirror image.
After Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo entered the camp, they separated quickly from left to right, one facing south and the other facing north. Like two ghosts wandering in the dark night, they quietly sneaked into a nearby private house middle.
As soon as he opened the window and went in, Ji Thrush heard thunderous snoring.
By the candlelight in the corner, Ji Thrush could clearly see that the civilian house had been converted into a temporary barracks, and a soldier was sleeping on each of the two beds covered with straw mats.
Season Thrush didn't waste half a second.
He raised his hand and shot two arrows, and the deadly electric current penetrated the soldiers' throats into their bodies, leaving no time for them to scream.
After finishing this room, Ji Thrush followed the snoring sound to a larger room next to it, repeated the same trick, and quickly killed the four soldiers inside.
Quarter thrushes are very efficient.
He had never killed so many people.
But his movements of drawing the bow, pulling the string and releasing the arrow are all so decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
Unlike the elite paladins they had encountered before, Ji Thrush could easily see that the team left behind were not simply Holy Court soldiers.
At any rate, Ji Thrush used to be an athlete who participated in international competitions, and had come into contact with many foreigners from four continents and five oceans, so he could naturally tell the clues from the appearance of these people.
The soldiers who stayed here not only did not have uniform armor and weapons, but also did not look purely blond or red-haired Western Europeans.
Judging from the appearance alone, many of them have obvious Eastern European characteristics, and some of them are Middle Eastern with high eyebrows.
— These people should be mercenaries!
Season Thrush quickly came to a conclusion.