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Chapter 83 The feeling of going home

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    Heihu Mountain is in a state of uproar.

    More than a thousand people were densely packed, with three floors inside and three floors outside, and the surrounding area was completely blocked by people.

    In the crowd, Zhou Lu and the three Niutoushan leaders were all red-eyed and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Everyone back off, everyone back off" Zhou Lu tightened his dagger hard and cut a slit on the throat of the leader of the village.  Red bloodstains: "If you don't step back, I will stab him to death."

    The crowd took a step back, then surged around again.

    The group of people were in a stalemate like this, exiting the wooden bridge of the cottage step by step, exiting the dangerous slope of Heihu, and then retreating outside the stone wall of the cottage

    Everyone¡¯s nerves were tense to the extreme, and the veins on Zhou Lu¡¯s forehead were beating constantly.

    Ahead is the rocky slope of the black forest. The gravel slopes on both sides are difficult to walk on, and there is only a narrow mountain road in the middle.  Among the bandits, several prestigious leaders gathered together with anxious faces, discussing in low voices, preparing to select a few sharpshooters to ambush on both sides of the rocky slope in advance, and wait for the fat man and his group to pass by.  Opportunity killed the fat man with one arrow, and then let the two teams of bandits who had been prepared rush forward to snatch people.

    Before the discussion was completed, there was a sudden loud noise ahead, and arrows rained down from the top of the rocky slope, shooting at the unprepared bandits, causing them to howl like ghosts.

    Zhou Lu and others took the opportunity to speed up, dragging the leader of the village and quickly ran across the rocky mountain road.

    When the group of bandits reacted, they gathered several leather shields and fought through the rain of arrows in front. Then they broke through the mountain road with rocky slopes. In the distance, they saw more than 20 tall and strong hunting horses riding away.  The fat man and the miners had already ran dozens of feet away.

    "They still have support?"

    The bandits were stunned. One of the leaders waved his hand anxiously and shouted: "The leader of the village is still in their hands, let's chase after him quickly"

    Before he finished shouting, the afterimage of a sharp arrow flew over at an incredible speed, piercing the leader's chest with an arrow, dragging him back more than ten steps, and "poof" the bandits behind him sprang into a string at the same time.  Stab to death.

    The surrounding bandits were all in an uproar, running away in horror as if a chicken coop had been blown up.

    "How can a crossbow have such power from a distance of dozens of feet?"

    Tens of feet away, their arrows have long been unable to hit each other, but the other side's crossbow can still come in response to the sound, and take the leader's head like a bag. Is this chasing after a fart, or will it lead to death?

    During the hesitation, Zhou Lu and the others were already far away.

    On the top of the rocky slope was the archer that Zhou Lu had ambushed for a long time. Behind the rocky slope were more than 20 fine horses that Ertu had collected from the wilderness at a huge price. Ertu was so cruel that he was prepared.  Twice as many horses were originally planned to be transferred midway, but they came in handy. In addition, the miners, each with one horse, got on the horses. These people beat the horses and fled away as hard as they could.

    Along the way, we took detours, took dangerous paths, and went to inaccessible places. After running for most of the day in one breath, we finally got rid of all tracking.

    Everyone was so exhausted that they fell off their horses and sat on the ground breathing heavily.

    The miners escaped and hugged each other, crying and cheering together.

    The leather armor on Zhou Lu's body was wrinkled and full of water stains after drying. His hair was blown up like a bird's nest. He casually rubbed his messy hair downwards, without taking a rest, and pulled Ertu's hair out.  The people gathered together, staring with red and bloodshot eyes, holding branches on the ground to draw the route to be taken next, and discussing in low voices how to go to be safer.

    After eating dry food and almost resting, everyone remounted their horses and moved forward step by step, vigilantly touching the road ahead.  After walking for several days in a row, fortunately, he didn't encounter any more gangsters from Heihu Mountain along the way, and Zhou Lu's heart gradually returned to his stomach.

    After walking for another three days in the dangerous mountains, on this day, the sunset spread over a majestic mountain. Everyone on the road reined in their horses and stood on the mountainside, staring deeply at the undulating mountains. In the mountains, inside the felt tents  The curling smoke drifted away peacefully, and under the setting sun, several shepherds leisurely drove their sheep and horses back from the pasture.

    Several children gathered together and ran around happily.

    Zhou Lu and the others were all fascinated.

    "Is that what home feels like?"

    "finally arrived at home!"

    Some of the miners at the back couldn't help but cry. After taking a turn from the hell of Senluo, it felt so good to be back home again.

    The eyes of the people in Ertu were also wet.

    Since he defected from the tribe and entered the bloody wilderness, such peaceful scenery can only be seen in dreams. In dreams, there is the warmth of the felt fireplace, the gentle smiles of his parents, and?The unfettered happiness on horseback, and the relaxation and openness of living without having to worry about your head

    Today, such a dream appeared in front of them. They finally had the opportunity to return to the tranquility and peace. Ertu felt that his soul was trembling.

    He slowly turned his head and looked at Zhou Lu over there. He saw that the little fat man was also trembling all over at this moment.

    Zhou Lu felt Ertu's gaze, and slowly turned his head to look at Ertu. The fat man's eyes were red, and he bit his lips and said aggrievedly: "I miss my wife."

    No one laughed at him.

    Ertu even almost shed tears.

    Which family does not have relatives and loved ones, and which heart does not have the most difficult care to let go of.  Even though he had the most persistent longing in his heart, he still resolutely broke into the bloody wilderness for the sake of the peace of the tribe. This fat man was worthy of being a warrior in the wilderness.

    Ertu patted Zhou Lu's shoulder hard across the horse, suppressed the emotion in his heart, stared at Zhou Lu deeply and asked: "Zhou Lu, you are not very old, you must have just been married not long ago. Newlyweds"  , how can your wife let you out with confidence"

    "No," Zhou Lu was actually shy: "I'm not married yet."

    "Not married?"

    Ertu and the leaders behind him all had interesting smiles on their lips.

    They can all imagine the deep love between two lovers who are in love.

    Ertu asked with a smile: "Not married yet? How long has it been? When are you going to get married?"

    "I'm going to" Zhou Lu counted with his fingers: "As soon as I find someone who is willing to be good to me, I will get married."

    "You" Ertu was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened and he asked: "You don't even have a good relationship?"

    "Yes." Zhou Lu said sadly, "That's why I'm afraid that I'll die without even marrying my wife. What an injustice. I miss my wife."

    Zhou Lu blushed and rubbed the corners of his clothes.

    The veins on Ertu's forehead popped out, and he walked forward as soon as he hit the horse. He was holding his breath and wanted to curse. He felt that he really couldn't get along with that little bastard.  Fortunately, he was still praising this little bastard as a wasteland warrior. Do any wasteland warriors play with people like this?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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