Wang Laoqi, let go, you are going to drag Lao Tzu down. The bandit, who was being pulled by the wrist, shouted.

"Save me, save me." Wang Laoqi's body was still sinking slowly, and the only wrist he was holding was his life-saving straw, how could he let go. He shouted as he struggled.

"Let it go, I don't want to die with you. Let it go. Fuck you. The bandit who was pulled scolded loudly.

"Save me, save me, I don't want to die, my wife is still waiting for me to come home, my son is only five years old, I can't die." Wang Laoqi cried.

The bandit who was grabbed by the wrist cursed and tried hard to get rid of it, but the other party's fingers were clutching his wrist like an iron hoop, and he couldn't get rid of it at all. Seeing that his body was slowly being pulled into the mire, the bandit suddenly pulled out the blade at his waist with his other hand.

"Wang Laoqi, don't blame me, I have no choice but to do so. I don't want to be killed by you, I'm sorry. ”

Wang Laoqi exclaimed in horror: "No, you can't do this, we are all brothers in the sect, how can you see death and not save you?" Yes......! ”

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and there was a sharp pain in his arm. His body tilted heavily to the other side. The arm he was holding on to someone else's wrist had been severed. Blood gushed out from the fracture. The pain was so intense that he screamed and writhed in pain as he held his broken arm. However, the next moment, he found that something more terrible than a severed hand had arrived. Without the fetters of the last straw, and he didn't understand that he couldn't struggle at all at this time, his body sank rapidly. The sludge black water spilled into his chest, then his neck, then his chin at breakneck speed.

At a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, Wang Laoqi's body seemed to be pulled into it from the ground by the devil, and the whole person was submerged in the black sludge and stinky water. After several huge black bubbles burst on the muddy water, everything calmed down.

The bandit who had slashed off the other party's arm with a knife was now free, and struggled to crawl out of half of the quagmire, rolling back to the hard ground at the edge of the woodland. He sat on the ground panting heavily, his face was shocked and pale.

"Ahh What is that? The dozen or so sect members who had witnessed all this looked at him dumbfounded, and suddenly jumped away with a scream like frightened mice.

"What's wrong? Do? You bastards, you guys flew separately when disaster came, and they all ran away fucking away, are you still human? What is the ghost called? The bandit scolded angrily.

"Your hands, your hands ......," the rest of the bandits shouted pointing to his hands.

The bandit looked down, and suddenly jumped up as if he had been stepped on his tail, and he saw that on his wrist, the severed hand was still quietly holding himself. Blood and sludge from the broken mouth mixed and rushed together, which was terrifying.

"Ahh The bandit screamed as he broke the hand away and threw it far aside. Suddenly, he fell to his knees and began to cry.

"What kind of sin is this, what are we doing? What the hell are we doing? How did we get to this point? So many people died in the siege, we will also die, we will all die, and not one of us will survive. We are the creators of iniquity, and we will all go to hell. ”

The surrounding congregations looked at him silently, and they understood his feelings. Because they are in the same state of mind as he is. How did things get to this point? How did it get so hard? Isn't it to be blessed with the Holy Father? Why did you suddenly rebel and attack the city and get to where you are now? When you become a thief, you can die at any time, and you can't help yourself. That's not all, the key is the disillusionment of hope. That holy father was exposed, he was a bandit, a liar. Although it has not been fully confirmed, Meng Shouzuo's performance has shown that all this is true, and a fool can see it. It's almost like the sky is falling.

More than a dozen members of the congregation sat beside the mosquito-ridden, stinking mud and trees, crying in the dark, and they had no hope for the future.

"Wait, why don't we run away, this is the best chance to escape. Why should we follow them? Do we have a long life? What good can it do to follow them? Let's run. If we don't run for our lives, none of us will survive. One of the cultists suddenly stopped and said sadly.

"Yes, why should we suffer such a sin? Run, we'll run away. Someone suddenly realized.

"Where to flee, it is a death to flee home."

"Afraid of what? The imperial army is coming, and I don't think the Qingjiao will last long. Tens of thousands of people can't even take a small city, how can they resist when the army of the imperial court comes? They are too busy to take care of themselves, and they can still find trouble with us? After we went home, we didn't say a word about joining the Youth Sect, and hid with our families. Come out again when everything calms down. The court won't punish us, and we didn't kill people and set fires? We were deceived by them. ”

"But I killed someone, I just ...... Is...... cut off Wang Laoqi's hand......"

"Hey, it's not your fault. You just cut off Wang Laoqi's hand to save yourself, and you didn't kill him. He was killed by the mire, and it has nothing to do with you. We don't talk about it, and no one knows. Don't worry. Brothers, if you want to live, this is your chance. I don't think we'll search for it, just follow the woods, and we'll be able to get out tomorrow. Even if we can't get out, we can find a place to cat, and we must not return to the team. What do you think? ”

"Okay, that's it."

A dozen members of the congregation quickly came to a consensus, and when they quietly disappeared, everything was calm. Only the severed hand that had been left in the forest lay there bloodied. Soon flies, mosquitoes, and ants crawled all over that hand, and before long, they would eat up the flesh and be gone.

A similar scene played out all over the dune mire, and the demoralized, disgruntled cultists had had enough. In the evening, the dozens of search teams sent out were like mud cows entering the sea, only seven or eight teams withdrew, and the rest did not return without a sound. Some of them died from the bite of poisonous snakes and insects, some died in the mud, some were smoked by poisonous gas, and many more chose to flee and escape from this hellish situation forever.

Meng Xiang was furious, but he was helpless. But his determination did not change, and he did not intend to give up the search for Lin Jue until he saw the arrival of the imperial army's support. And his persistence paid off in the second half of the night.

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Although Lin Jue and the others hiding in the fine willow forest have cattails, they do not live in paradise. The heat during the day is unbearable. Grit your teeth and endure it, and it's over. But one of the biggest problems is thirst. The young stems of cattails can provide some water, but they cannot keep up with the body's consumption. The cavalrymen had to drink water from the swampy lake outside the forest. The water was muddy, and it smelled strange. Although Lin Jue strictly ordered them not to drink such water indiscriminately, many people still couldn't bear their thirst and drank it happily for a while.

Soon, there was a bad effect. More than a dozen cavalry soldiers drank dirty water and began to have abdominal pain and diarrhea, and they were unconscious. There is no other way to heal here, everyone can only do it in a hurry. It was easy to stay up until dark, and the heat gradually dissipated, but mosquitoes flew everywhere again. It's easy to see the fleshy mosquitoes like a group of lingering demons, flying around everyone, and lying on their stomachs to suck blood at every opportunity. The sound of crackling mosquitoes echoed in the willow forest.

In fact, the easiest way to repel mosquitoes and solve the problem of drinking water is to start a fire. Dirty water can be boiled for drinking, and a fire can repel mosquitoes. But at such times, no one dares to light a fire. Because as long as the fire is alive, it may be discovered by the bandits outside.

The cavalrymen who went to stand guard on the hill to the south had already seen the other party's movements during the day, and the other party was camping on the official road, and sent men to search everywhere. At the moment, they did not dare to move at all.

However, in the second half of the night, a dozen soldiers couldn't help it. Thirst and mosquitoes defeated them, so they secretly ran to the edge of the willow grove, and made a small shed out of the willow trees and raised a fire to boil water and drink. They thought that the willow shed would shade the fire, but they forgot that even the slightest light could attract attention in the dark of night. A few bandits on a sand dune not far away spotted the light of a bonfire peeking out from between the wickers, and they immediately reported the news to Meng Xiang.

Meng Xiang personally confirmed the news, and the light of the fire across a huge swampy lake was definitely not a campfire for the Lost Search Squad. Because there were no people in this area to search at all. Because of this swampy lake lying beside the gallop, no one would have thought that the two hundred cavalry would have galloped down from here. There is no road at all.

I don't know how the gang did it, but the light of the fire revealed their whereabouts. And soon after, there were seven or eight bright bonfires there, all of which almost confirmed that there were a large number of people hiding there.

Meng Xiang immediately ordered to prepare for the siege. In order to appease the discontent of the bandits, Meng Xiang decided to allow them to slaughter the remaining cattle and horses. Hundreds of horses were slaughtered to feed the hunger, which somewhat alleviated the discontent caused by hunger. The doctrine that Qingjiao does not eat meat has become bullshit at this moment. I'm so hungry that I'm afraid I'm going to eat even people. After a few more hours of deep sleep, the congregation's mental and physical condition was much better. As soon as the morning dawned, Meng Xiang gave the order to outflank and encircle from both sides.

The two bandit armies began to gallop down the road from the east and west sides into the swamp and miscellaneous trees. The dispatch of a large group of men and horses has its own advantages, they can open roads and build bridges in the mountains and rivers. Thorny trees can be cut out with a long knife. In the case of swampy mires, you can also pave the road with branches and weeds. Finally, when the sun was shining, the two teams finally formed an encirclement on the edges of the east and west sides of the willow forest.

Meng Xiang was shirtless, and the tattoos on his body were crawling with ants and flies, but he ignored them. His eyes flashed with excitement, because he could finally surround and kill Lin Jue and this group of hated cavalry. Standing on the slope at the edge of the woodland on the side, Meng Xiang had already seen the clearing in the middle of the fine willow forest and the crooked shacks that had been built. He even saw a few war horses standing there in a daze.