Tang Qi Tan

Chapter 34 Countermeasures
Afterwards, Jiang Tian, ​​who had climbed onto the roof, looked at it. Sure enough, at the corner of a messy street, several small carts and carts that he did not know where to get were blocked, and only one road remained. Solo Viable Notch.

This hasty grass is a temporary roadblock, although it looks very simple; but the shadowy figures behind it make people feel relaxed at all.What's more, setting up roadblocks to intercept such things represents an organized and purposeful result.

And in front of these roadblocks, quite a few corpses in disorder have already been thrown down, and there are some ragged thugs who are cursing, mending their knives and searching for corpses; they seem to be very experienced, which makes people even more embarrassing .

After returning to the wall again, Fan Shizi and several leaders of the temporary arrangement couldn't wait to come up from the shop where everyone was temporarily resting and asked in a low voice:

"How, can you rush over?"

"I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Jiang Tian shook his head and said:

"There are a lot of people at that end, and there are barricades to rely on. I'm afraid they won't be able to push through."

The rest of the people couldn't help showing disappointment; but there was no surprise.After all, among the hundred and ten people at present, although young and strong accounted for the majority; but except for the dozen or so low-level officials, the others can only be described as mobs.

It is not a big problem to ask them to hold together to protect themselves for a while, or to cooperate with a few officials to bluff and beat off the mobs who are not as many as themselves.

"What should I do?"

Among the leading men, Xiao Gu, who was obviously relatively young, couldn't help but said anxiously:
"Or, let's find another way out of the wall."

"I'm afraid it won't work."

However, before Jiang Tian could open his mouth, someone objected.
"In the past, those were just broken slabs of huts; they could be opened with a knife and an axe, but now we have neither suitable equipment nor extra strength for the walls covered with rammed earth; we don't know how far we will go Time to go, but once there is a big movement, will you be like those murderers on the street, unconscious?"

"Otherwise, take a stepping stone and see if you can get around from the room?"

Another person tried to suggest: the meaning in the words is a faint hint, whether to give up the burden of those old and weak women and children, let's go first.

"It's still not right. These houses are outdated. Is it enough to carry them? How many people can climb over in a short period of time? What about other people?"

Then someone denied it: But obviously there are family members traveling with them.

"Then why don't you try it first?"

The one who spoke was obviously making up his mind, trying to win the first chance of rushing over at the cost of abandoning most of the people.

"What's the point of rushing over, can we guarantee that there are no other murderers waiting?"

Another retorted:

"That's better than being at a loss here and waiting to die!"

Seeing their arguing grow louder and louder,

"Everyone, don't worry, let's listen to what your lord has to say first?"

Another older man, Lao Ding, who was bleeding from his head, looked at Jiang Tian expectantly and said:
"Presumably, Mr. Lang is so calm, so he will naturally care about it."

"You really think highly of me!"

Jiang Tian couldn't help but smiled wryly: his brain turned sharply.For a while, the experiences of his early years played back like a revolving lantern in front of his eyes...

Until, his impression was suddenly fixed in a scene.It is the famous desert pearl in West Asia, the ancient oasis city of Balamir, which was ruled alternately by Macedonia, Persia, Rome, and Arabia.

That was Jiang Tian, ​​as a former security guard, escorting the joint archaeological team invited by the Syrian government.Some things happened during the salvage excavation of this historic site that was once occupied by the terrorist bombing regime of IS.

"Then are you willing to trust me one last time?"

Afterwards, Jiang Tian categorically said to them:
"Lang Jun's words are serious!"

"Thanks to Mr. Lang for coming all the way, how dare you not believe it."

"But just ask my lord to order."

Everyone quickly clasped their fists and bowed to express their views:

"Then let's divide our troops into two groups, and we'll do both,"

Jiang Tian was no longer pretentious, and arranged according to the situation:
"Lion, I want you to lead a few people to climb over the wall and listen to my signal; the rest will follow me to prepare and arrange on the spot."

Soon after, the temporary team that had re-drinked and eaten, was assigned by Jiang Tian, ​​and re-dispersed among the empty shops along the street.The women, children, and the wounded also temporarily hid their bodies; while the young and strong held their weapons quietly and waited.

Then, the lady Chu Yu, who was born as a dancer but dressed in men's clothing, as expected, screamed and screamed; once again, her legs twisted and her hips screamed and ran around, attracting a wave of violent mobs to chase across the street.Then, suddenly, his legs and feet twitched and he fell to the ground.

The thugs who were at the forefront were about to reach out and grab her arm with a ferocious smile.However, like a frightened rabbit, she jumped up and slid into the side restaurant.

Then, these murderers who laughed loudly broke in without hesitation.It turned into exclamations and screams again, and there was a movement of overturning and smashing.But the other thugs who were still on the street waited resentfully outside.

However, at the next moment, thick tiles, wine jars, tables and chairs, and other sundries whizzed down, suddenly bombarded on top of their heads from the corridor upstairs; several of them were knocked down in the middle; Startled the others to scatter in all directions;
As for the murderer who broke into the restaurant earlier, there was only one person left, stumbled and escaped covered in blood; screaming: "Come on, save me, there is..." Then, he was thrown from the back A short pick hit him, and he fell on the threshold with blood spurting from his mouth.

Following the Jiang Tian who pulled back the short pick, he stepped out of the dilapidated restaurant again; he saw that the fights and conflicts on the street were coming to an end; People were also forced to the corner of the street under the siege of the crowd.

Under the beating and stabbing of many bamboo poles and wooden sticks, he screamed and resisted indiscriminately; Jiang Tian frowned and shouted:
"Hurry up, as long as there is one who can talk."

So, after nail sticks, iron forks, and throwing tiles joined in one after another, amidst the crackling screams and puffing and stabbing sounds, there were soon two thugs who could still stand.The moment the two looked at each other, suddenly one of them struck first and stabbed his companion in the neck, then abandoned his weapon and knelt down begging for mercy:
"The leader, please forgive me, the little one must say everything."

Not long after his words fell, the former habitual thief who was guarding and watching the wind on the wall shouted again:

"Here we come, someone else is here."

This time, there were at least 30 to [-] people rushing over; and the messy instruments in their hands had become relatively neat long and short knives; even the leader had a shiny long sword.Grass, Jiang Tian couldn't help cursing in his heart, but he took the lead in recoiling, and at the same time threw a captured knife in his hand.

I saw that the leader of the mob staggered with sharp eyes and quick hands, and easily parried the small knife; and swung his sword like lightning to cut it off easily, two bamboo tips that came probing; The iron fork stabbed at one side cut off half of the palm with a flip of the backhand.

However, at the next moment, he wanted to take advantage of the momentum to slash and kill, but his body suddenly stopped, he covered his neck and knelt down; because a small knife was stuck in the back of his neck; this time, facing the force Compared with the relative disadvantage, Jiang Tian never held back.

Soon, in a chaos of left and right blocks, Jiang Tian restrained at least six or seven thugs with his own strength; Or wounded lying on the ground;
However, at this time, these young men who followed him in the battle inevitably slowly showed signs of decline in the face of the advantage of the sword held by the murderer. People kept cutting off wooden sticks and bamboo poles and dropped their hands; It was showing flaws, making screams and wailing sounds of being hacked and hacked.

However, the back-up that Jiang Tian was looking forward to had not arrived; even the former habitual thief who hid on the wall and was in charge of watching and sending out the signal escaped without knowing when.So, Jiang Tian suddenly found himself surrounded by thugs who walked around behind him, and he started to get hit on his body.

The shoulder blades were burning hot, as if blood splashed out and wet a large area.Afterwards, Jiang Tian also had to put up all his energy, and almost used his "guiding" ability to the extreme; he kept pulling and deflecting the swords that were cut, and hit them together indiscriminately...

And when Jiang Tian received the third knife in the ribs again, his nose began to bleed moistly; suddenly he heard uneven shouts of killing, and then, the enemies who were slashing with swords and swords in front of him suddenly disappeared; It was Fan Shizi who finally led someone and rushed over from behind.

　Favorites and recommendations are so bleak, is the background of historical fiction really hopeless?
　　


(End of this chapter)