Leaving Dongzhou Mansion, I followed the caravan to the river, eating hot pot and singing songs, but at the beginning of the wonderful journey, I encountered this outrageous bandit attack.

Such a bloody thing, anyone can't help but scold their mother.

But now the summer style is full of energy, but he can't do anything, who made him a "sick number" now.

But then again, although he was not a member of the caravan, for the sake of the bowl of porridge that the caravan captain had just invited them to drink, he would not sit idly by and slip away.

The most important point is that if the caravan is completely destroyed, he and the bagpipe will not be able to sit in the carriage.

.....

Picking up the Shenyue Knife that had fallen by the river, Xia Feng looked in the direction of the bonfire by the river.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sharp bolts were still shooting from the dense forest, and the torches he had just thrown were extinguished when they fell to the ground, and they did not have the effect of illuminating them at all.

The master in charge of escorting the caravan dodged left and right, and with the weapons in his hands, he could withstand long-range attacks, but the logistics personnel who were responsible for driving the car were a little miserable.

People kept screaming from arrows, and some people picked up the iron pot they had just cooked porridge and put it on their heads, or hid under the straw mat and shivered.

Xia Feng quickly made a judgment.

This will not work, the enemy will be dark and I will be clear, and if we continue to consume, we will be used as a live target.

"Bagpipes, cover me!"

Picking up a jar of tea leaves from the carriage, Xia Feng decisively poured out the tea inside, and then rushed to the river under the cover of bagpipes, filled with water.

There were also a few night-lit fires around the campfire where he had just rested, and the summer breeze rushed over and poured the water on it, and without hesitation, he extinguished all the fires.

The whole riverside was suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Lean down, don't run around, find cover!"

....

As soon as the fire was extinguished, the caravan members were also stunned, and the bandits who released dark arrows in the dense forest also made a move.

Although the moonlight overhead is still bright, it takes some time for the human eye to get used to it, and during this interval, the entire caravan must turn from passive to active.

It is difficult for people to maintain rational judgment in the midst of chaos, especially when they are suddenly awakened from a deep sleep, except of course, for the bagpipes who are military backgrounds, and the summer breeze who has experienced countless dangerous situations.

The members of the caravan were saved by Xia Feng's actions, and then, panic turned to anger, and everyone felt their weapons in the darkness and prepared for battle.

The caravan leader was hit by an arrow in his arm, and he gritted his teeth to break the arrow and commanded in a low voice.

"Leave the carriage alone, find cover and don't move, and pay attention to your surroundings!"

"Yes!"

....

This is the right choice, the horse has been tethered and will not run away by itself, and before the battle is completely over, whoever cares about the carriage will be a fool.

In other words, whoever survives this encounter will be the one with whom the wagon goes.

"Whoosh!"

A few more crossbow arrows were fired in the forest, but because everyone had found cover, it didn't help.

For a moment, the noise just now was replaced by dead silence.

Everyone held their breath, because it was dark, there was no need to look too far at all, and all the attention was just focused on the near distance.

As long as the enemy dares to touch the close, it is a hearty white-knuckle battle.

....

Squatting behind a large rock by the river, the bagpipes clenched their spears.

"Don't ink with them, I'll go and annihilate these bandits alone."

The summer breeze grabbed the bagpipes.

"Auntie, do you know how many people there are? I'm in a special situation right now, and I can't protect you. ”

"Who protected you?"

"It's your business whether you need it or not, it's my business if I don't protect it, anyway, I can't let you kill it alone."

...

Although the bagpipes are a woman, the situation at this time is obviously a professional counterpart for her.

For her, a graduate of the Royal Guards Academy and a soldier, this method of handling small-scale field encounters could not be more skillful.

The only fly in the ointment may be that she doesn't have teammates and can't complete the combat cooperation. Book 6 bar

However, the unit in which the bagpipes once served was the special brigade of the Northern Military District, and for the special forces, one person has his own way of dealing with it.

"Leave me alone, I'll settle it all by myself!"

Xia Feng tugged at the bagpipe's arm.

"No, I can't help you right now."

"Who used you to help."

"You're a girl, I can't let you go alone."

"Then you can come along."

"I'm a little weak right now, and I'm likely to drop the chain."

The bagpipes read a meaning from Xia Feng's words, which is extreme machismo.

"Xia Feng, why are you always like this, you have to do anything dangerous, as long as you can't do it, you don't let your friends do it, can't you trust others?"

....

The words of the bagpipes made Xia Feng speechless for a while, and if he thought about it carefully, he seemed to be like this.

He always measured the danger of events by his own level, and once the task was beyond his control, he would not allow others to take risks.

In retrospect, throughout the rise of Black Feather, he has always been self-centered and dominated the development, and all actions were personally arranged by him after consideration.

He was not a commander, but a patriarch, because he really cherished his friends who were willing to follow him.

But from the perspective of the viewer, this relationship is unbalanced, because the so-called friends are mutual.

...

Now that he thinks about it, it seems that he has never fully trusted his friends, nor has he relied on anyone willfully.

He's just someone who accidentally broke into this world, and if it weren't for his interference, maybe everyone would be their own protagonist.

Perhaps the Red Knife was far more powerful than he thought, Lapland didn't need that much love, and the Froststar and the Snow Monster Squad were used to life and death.

If he is willing to lower his posture and completely rely on Xiao Ye, some things may not be so troublesome at all.

Just as he wants to do his best to do something for his companions, in everyone's hearts, they may also want to work hard for him.

It's just that he, who was once as strong as a patriarch, didn't allow everyone to do this.

....

"Let go, don't pull me!"

The hand holding the bagpipes was broken away, and Xia Feng watched in a trance as the bagpipes were carrying spears, ready to rush out of the back of the rock.

Now he has lost his black power, and he is just an ordinary weak chicken who has not healed from his serious injuries.

Perhaps, he should learn to take the initiative to rely on others.

....

Relying on others, on the unknown road of life and death, leaving the most dangerous path to the important people to tread?

No.

This state of mind lasted less than a second in the heart.

"You come back to me!"

The hand that was broken free by the bagpipes grabbed her again, and Xia Feng grabbed her arm and pulled her throat like a leper dog.

"I'm like this, I've always been like this, I can't change it in this life, I don't care about anything else, anyway, I just won't allow you to step into unknown danger under my Xia Feng's nose!"

Xia Feng's actions seemed to the bagpipes like a childish child.

It was clear that what they had experienced together was far more dangerous than the situation at the moment, just as the two of them had entered the infected concentration area in the middle of the night in northern Victoria.

It may seem vexatious to outsiders, but bagpipes quickly understand.

For Xia Feng, this is the principle he has always adhered to.

....

....

The river was quiet, except for the noise of the summer breeze and bagpipes.

The caravan members who dodged the crossbow arrows behind the bunker looked stupid, and in their eyes, this one was like the vexatious male and female protagonists of an idol drama.

Of course, they may not have watched idol dramas.

"When is this coming, you two don't chirp me and my foolishness, hurry up and hide."