Chapter 1276
Ying Yiqiang cheered up and strode forward, chasing the horse's hoof prints without any hesitation. He was a little tired. In the two days in the mountains, I didn't have a good rest, and a series of bad news happened. I didn't rest much last night, and I gritted my teeth and added points twice in a row.
Although the body is stronger, the mental fatigue is difficult to calm down.
And the experience of the end of the world along the way has made the mental burden even more heavy.
There is a poem by Cao Cao, put in the late Ming Dynasty, which is also very suitable for the occasion: the bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster in a thousand miles. The vast land is gloomy and cold, and when you look up, there are no people. The bones on both sides of the road, the skinny corpses, and the ghostly crows build a picture that is extremely depressing.
Central Plains, should be the most prosperous place. However, since the late stage of Wanli, the climate has changed gradually, natural disasters have started suddenly, and the Central Plains has experienced vicissitudes of life, and it has been exhausted. Since Chongzhen, thieves have ravaged Henan several times, turning this prosperous area into ruins.
Where did the 100,000 thief Li Zicheng come from? Aren't they all coerced commoners?
What kind of sin is such a prosperous area, and now it has become a white land?
Ying Yi used to deceive himself, thinking that he could do coward by turning a blind eye, but what he has experienced and seen now makes him cold all over. What kind of suffering the people of this land have endured!
The more I see, the more anger in Ying Yi's heart. It almost turned into substance, burning his heart uneasy, making him breathless.
Ying Yi looked up on a low slope beside the road. The surrounding area used to be farmland, but now it is a vast expanse of weeds. The bark on the low slope has long been scraped thoroughly. I don't know how many hungry people have passed by here.
In the apocalypse, trees, flowers and plants are difficult to preserve. Probably only in deep mountains and old forests, places that are hard to reach.
Ying Yi took a breath, and the cold air entered his lungs, making him refreshed.
The horseshoe prints on the official road became clearer, and the horse dung left behind became fresher. He knew that the thief should be not far ahead.
Jumping down the low slope, Ying Yi stepped on the grass and walked along the official road. On the eve of the sunset, Ying Yi heard the faint sound of a horse neighing.
There is a dead wood in front, maybe because of the lack of rain these years, but more likely because the bark has been stripped. The official road goes around the edge of the woods, forming a corner, but Ying Yi has already seen a few silhouettes.
He hurriedly lay down in the grass.
"The horse's neighing is boiling, and there are many people."
Ying Yi could not help frowning when she heard the human voice mixed with the horse's chirping.
Sun Xiucai said that there are only a hundred people cavalry, but what Ying Yi hears now is by no means only such a few people.
Ying Yi's thoughts changed: "Could it be that Li Guo, this beast, has already connected with another thief?"
It must be like this.
Ying Yi's heart sank.
If it's just Li's cavalry, Ying Yi is not afraid. He confidently took off Li Guo's head with his ability. But if Li Guo, this beast, had already connected with another thief, it would be difficult to handle.
Ying Yi has a light barrier in the corners of her eyes, her physique is 5, quadrupled compared to yesterday. With every move, with nearly four tons of strength, if he were to wear armor and be sharp, he would be an enemy of a thousand people. True Spirit points are comprehensive, whether strength, agility, reflexes or endurance, all aspects of the physique are included. Therefore, after adding points, there is no problem of adaptation. Just felt a little floating, but only for a while. With such a physique, Ying Yi is definitely a superman.
But Superman is still human, and if tens of thousands of people are besieged, he can be consumed to death. What's more, he doesn't have an armored steel gun and lacks protection. Although his physique is strong and his flesh is getting stronger and stronger, he will still be injured and bleed before he reaches the invulnerable realm.
"Li Guo, this beast, must die!" Under the weeds, Ying Yi remembered Xiaoya's tragic state, his face was extremely grim, "It's getting dark, I won't be hard on these thieves. , wait until the evening..."
Ying Yi touched a cloth pocket hidden in his arms, felt the flint and flint inside, Faintly sighed: "If a hundred and ten people obey my order, Alright. These thieves mob actually set up their camp in the dead woods. I don't know if it's self-confidence or ignorance. If you set a fire..."
Ying Yi grinded, revealing cold light tooth.
It was getting dark, and the woods were open. Nothing but the cold wind of hu hu. Some firelights rose from the woods, dispelling the slight darkness, and the voices became more and more lively.
Ying Yi didn't move for more than an hour, but kept listening. He knew that the thieves must be cooking rice.
Occasionally Ying Yi lifts the head, looks at the thieves patrolling the forest edge, and blinks slightly: "These thieves are probably planning to spend the night here. This is a good opportunity..."
>He moved to make himself more comfortable, then lay down completely and closed his eyes.
He needs to rest and refresh himself. Now is not a good time. At least until most of the thieves are asleep, or the eve of dawn, is the best time. So Ying Yi also has time to rest. Although he could not wait to smash Li Guo to pieces immediately, he also knew that he could not be in a hurry.
As the night got darker, the roar of thieves gradually dissipated. Except for the patrolling, everyone else fell asleep. After midnight, the temperature is getting colder and the water vapor is falling. In the firelight, this world is covered with a layer of quiet yarn by the water vapor.
Ying Yi woke up and touched her face, wet. His physique is extremely strong, and the external climate has less and less influence on him, and it does not disturb him to rest. With the dew all over his face, Ying Yi touched it a few times, and Quan Dang washed his face.
Then rolled over and lifted the head.
He was hungry, but full of energy. After a few hours of sleep, mental exhaustion is soothed. Looking at the sky, there is no moon, so there is no way to judge the exact time. But Ying Yi thought about it, it should be midnight.
Beside the dry woods, in front of a pile of fires that are about to go out, a few thieves are on guard, and they are all nodded by you and me at this time. After all, rogues are rogues, and they are the so-called old camps. Apart from murdering people, they don't have the discipline of a regular army. It's normal to take a nap while patrolling.
Suddenly, he stretched out his hands behind the dead tree, and in a flash, he covered the thief who was dozing off against the tree trunk and dragged him into the darkness. quietly.
The other thieves didn't react at all.
A moment later, in the grass more than a hundred meters away from the fire, Ying Yi let go of the shiver's coldly thief's mouth: "Is there a tiger inside? How many people are there?"
His eyes seemed to glow in the dark night, and his burly body turned his back to the faint firelight over there, setting off a huge black shadow overlooking the thief. The thief opened his mouth, Ying Yi slapped his backhand, and covered his mouth again.
"Don't be careful in front of me. Otherwise..."
ka-cha, the thief trembled like an electric shock, and Ying Yi covered his mouth. He let out a dull pained cry.