Stepmother dressed as five villains

Chapter 512 Life and Death (Desire to Survive)
The long arrow sank into the flesh and blood, but there was no unexpected pain.

When Gu Lou opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Sanzi smiling at him.

The child was as thin as ever, with narrow shoulders and thin arms, like a baby who hadn't grown up.

He didn't have enough strength to resist the Nine-series Broadsword, and always hid behind Gu Lou, stabbing or stomping on the dying person.

He said that the little general was so powerful, so the third son hid behind the general and was lazy.

He said, the little general has broad shoulders, and it really feels safe to follow you.

He was always so shy and timid.

But this time, he used his dexterity advantage to the fullest, passed through the Dayuan people, and used his flesh and blood to block Gu Lou's heart attack.

Now, the feathered tail was still trembling slightly, and Xiao Sanzi's complexion went from rosy to snow white, and then to ashes.

He couldn't hold back his smile any longer, called out "little general" weakly, and rushed forward.

Gu Lou took his body with his backhand, and shouted out of grief and indignation, "Little Sanzi."

Whether the third son responded or not, Gu Lou could no longer hear it.

Because now his eyes are full of Dayuan people, and his body is full of hatred. He holds the Jiulian Dao with one hand, and the muscles all over his body are trembling. In a short time, a piece of human head was harvested.

"Kill it."

"kill!"

Someone shouted, and all the soldiers of Dayu boiled their blood, brandishing their blades, opening and closing in the crowd.

At this moment, they tried their best.

At this moment, they blocked ten with one.

At this moment, they are unstoppable.

With Gu Lou leading the way, even if he holds a person with one hand, it will not stop him from killing people.

On the contrary, his knife was even sharper.

Can't remember how many people were killed, or for how long.

They are like ruthless harvesting machines, regardless of injury or pain, they only behead people.

Finally, the people of Dayuan were afraid, fearful.

There are more than 1000 of them, but they can't beat these [-] people.

Sometimes war is like this, as long as a part of the heart is timid, there is no escape from defeat.

After the cup of tea, some of the Dayuan people fled and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The eyes of the remaining people were about to burst, but they were powerless to stop them, so they could only be killed by the big knife.

In a blink of an eye, the war is over.

Gu Lou looked around in a daze, and made some calculations in his heart.

In this battle, Dayu killed more than 100 soldiers and injured more than 300 soldiers.

Dayuan fled more than 500 people, and all the rest were folded here.

Although the number of people is small, this war is enough to be recorded in the annals of history.

With 500 enemies and [-] enemies, the opponent who killed the opponent would piss off and run away with his head in his arms. In the end, there were still [-] people standing.

However, there was no joy in Gu Lou's heart.

He turned his head and looked at the blood-stained faces, injured arms, and broken limbs of the soldiers, his eyes were full of crystal.

What a beautiful war, it is war after all.

It would be great if the world could stop bloodshed and mass casualties.

"General Gu, there seems to be some movement in the distance. I wonder if someone from the Yuan Dynasty has come here." A soldier of Dayu came forward to report.

Gu Lou put away his sad thoughts, hugged the third son horizontally, and shouted, "Retreat and find a safe place."

This half-day delay was enough for [-] soldiers to return to Dayu.

Now, he's taking the remaining brothers back.

The Dayu soldiers listened to the order, picked out the intact horses, turned and left.

Gu Lou hugged the youngest son, and also got on his iron horse.

He also wanted to take this man back home, but the war was ruthless, and it was even more ruthless after the war.

They can't take these brothers away, they can only let them be here in the wind and rain, their bones withered, and no one cares about them.

Soon, Gu Lou took the four or five hundred soldiers to find another safe place, and a group of people rested on their horses and recuperated their wounds.

However, Gu Lou didn't have time to rectify his wound, but instead probed the little third son's breath.

Thankfully, it's faint, but there it is.

He patted the third son's face lightly, and called out, "San Sanzi, third son, wake up."

The skinny boy was motionless.

Gu Lou blinked, and changed another way, "Little Sanzi, your parents are here, so hurry up and see you, hurry up."

Finally, Xiao Sanzi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

He seemed a little dazed, trying to move his eyes, looking left and right.

Unfortunately, there is no one but a muscular young man.

The corner of Xiaosanzi's mouth was flattened, and tears welled up in his eyes, "Little...Little General is lying again."

"I didn't lie to you, as long as you hold on, I'll let you see your parents, I promise." Gu Lou hurriedly said, "The current emperor is my eldest brother, you should know that what I say is as good as it says, and you can definitely do it arrive."

Little Sanzi's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again.

"Little general... the third son can't hold it anymore." He said weakly, "The third son is in pain, his whole body hurts. But the third son does not regret blocking the arrow for the general. The third son is just a little uncomfortable. , I will never see my parents and sister again."

"No, it won't, as long as you persevere, you will definitely see it." Gu Lou touched the arrow on Xiaosanzi's wound with one hand, and was suddenly taken aback, his expression gradually softening.

The third son didn't see it, and was still immersed in his sad world, "General, it's my luck to meet you. The third son knows that you regard the third son as a younger brother, but the third son is leaving today, so I can't help it." Don't tell the little general one thing, the little third son is 16 years old this year, two or three years older than the little general."

He spoke these words very smoothly without interruption.

Gu Lou's expression became more and more strange.

But the third son didn't know. After he finished what he wanted to say, he returned to his weak state, "The third son is leaving. From now on, the little general must... take care of himself."

"Okay." Gu Lou was annoyed, "This arrow was aimed at my heart, but you caught it with your back, and it just hit the right chest, and it wasn't fatal. Do something here and there."

Little Sanzi, "..."

But it hurts, little general, it hurts.

Do you think that everyone is as muscular as you, even if you cut three or five knives, you can still stand up and fight?

The youngest son, who has been much thinner than his peers since he was a child, wants to cry but has no tears. "General, the youngest son will die if he bleeds. There is no hope, there is no hope."

"Who said there's no way to save it." Gu Lou snorted coldly, took out a white jade bottle of mutton fat from his bosom, and pulled out the arrow behind Xiao Sanzi's back with his backhand.

The third son stared blankly, and before he could yell out, Gu Lou poured the powder from the mutton fat jade bottle on his wound with his backhand, and pressed down firmly with the clean obscene clothes.

(End of this chapter)