"Sister, I'm cold."

In the cold well, with the faint afterglow, two thin figures were seen snuggling tightly together, most of their bodies were soaked in the cold water.

Outside the well, the noisy sound never left, accompanied by screams and roars.

"Wuwu, sister, I miss my parents, will they come to us?" The one who spoke was the child at the age of five or six. He was fragile, fear and helpless. He was the true portrayal of his time.

My sister, who was about ten years old, hugged him, and her arms were already numb. She knew very well that she must not let go, otherwise the well water would flood the other party.

"Al, don't be afraid, mom and dad will come, sister will always be with you."

"Sister, I want to hear the story, the story of the scarecrow and the fire-breathing man."

"Okay, sister starts telling stories, Al must not fall asleep." The girl's voice was already choked.

She didn't know what was going on, but she only remembered that in the evening, her father hurriedly threw himself and his brother into the well, and he covered the well with a big stone.

"Langyi, stay here with your brother. Remember not to make any noise, wait for your dad to come to find you."

"Range, Al, mom loves you, remember what Dad said."

As the movement outside the well gradually subsided, time had come late at night. The brothers and sisters had been soaking in the cold well water for several hours, and the situation was in danger.

"Al, don't sleep, dad is coming to see us soon." As the body in his arms became colder and colder, Longy shed tears silently.

"Sister, ahem, sister, I saw, saw dad and mom, they came and picked us up."

"Yes, I saw it too, so Al, you must not fall asleep. If you fall asleep, you will not see anything." Lange choked up and used all his last strength to tremble Ar in his arms.

"Yeah, yeah."

At this time, Longi's biggest enemy was her will. For the sake of her younger brother, she had to grit her teeth and hold on and not let her will collapse until her parents came to find them.

But it was too difficult. Time was a sharp knife. Lange was isolated and helpless. Her body temperature was decreasing and her consciousness was hallucinating.

"Ah, don't fall asleep."

"Don't fall asleep, dad, mom and dad come to pick us up, we're here."

Lange leaned against the well wall, and her body could no longer move, but her hands were still holding the posture of supporting Al in her arms.

"Ah, sister, I'm going to tell a new story."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Woooooo, Al, brother."

Life is always fragile, but many times we have to give it a strong appearance. Only in this way can the wheel of history be turned and continue to write a brilliant chapter.

In the house, when Yag and the swordsmen had a full meal, Rock said goodbye to Ger, and then quickly rushed to the goblin tavern.

"Rock, don't worry, leave it to me." The Duke made a promise with confidence.

After explaining to everyone else, Rock and Murdan got on the black thorn carriage and rushed directly to the village where the accident happened. Yag and the swordsmen followed closely behind on horseback.

Along the way, neither of them spoke. Rock looked through the car window and his eyes were always looking at the desolate scenery outside the car.

After receiving Rock's instructions, the driver used all his strength to keep the speed of the carriage at its fastest state. After about two hours passed, the speed of the carriage began to slow down.

"Sir, here."

At this time, Yag's voice came from outside the car.

After Rock got off the carriage, the desolate village came into view. Looking at the ruins, it was estimated that there should be more than 30 families here, and a few wisps of black smoke were emitting from afar. It seemed that the crops were baptized by fire last night.

As Yag said, the ground was full of broken bones, and the gnawing marks were very obvious. Until now, the disgusting smell of blood has not completely dissipated.

"Sir, this is what we were like when we came in the morning, and we didn't find any survivors." Yag stood behind Rock and whispered.

"I've come here, go to the village to have a look."

In the village, it was like a locust passing through the border, nothing was left, not all, the remains on the ground, the scattered food and grains were silently telling the crimes Goblin committed last night.

The village was not big, and soon, Rock finished walking, and at this moment, a faint sound came into his ears.

"grown ups."

Seeing the other party suddenly running towards a collapsed house, Murdan hurriedly followed.

At this time, everyone followed Luo Ke and surrounded a well. Yag instantly thought of something, and he moved the stone covering it away.

"this!"

I saw a little girl leaning stiffly against the well wall. The well water had already submerged her neck, her eyes were dull, her face was so pale that it was a little scary, and her whole head was constantly shaking.

Pudong!

Without saying a word, Murdan went down to the well and slowly raised the little girl. Yag hurriedly reached out to catch it, while some of the swordsmen ran into the house to look for something, while others were packing up the wood to prepare for a fire.

Murdan was about to go up, but he encountered something stiff under his feet. He hurriedly picked it up and suddenly realized that it was a dead child. Now he understood completely.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

Soon, the swordsman started to fire, and at this time, the little girl had a blanket covered her body and her whole body was trembling. A swordsman carefully supported her.

Murdan wrapped the dead child with a piece of rag, and everyone felt very heavy in their hearts. They could fully imagine what the siblings experienced last night.

Beep, beep.

At this moment, a messy and strange scream was coming from a distance. Luo Kexun looked at him and saw that on a hillside, those thin figures were constantly gathering.

Yag looked at Murdan, then took up his weapon and stood up, the swordsmen around him were the same.

There were about two or three hundred goblins gathered together, densely packed. They were rushing towards Rock, waving strange weapons in their hands.

"Kill them all."

Rock snorted out four words, and he slowly poured out the boiled water from the iron can.

"As for orders, sir."

After leaving two swordsmen to protect Rock, Murdan and Yag led the others to face the murderous Goblin, and the battle was about to break out.

The powerful goblins are demons to ordinary people. Their power and bloodthirst have increased a lot. If Murdan and Yag were not there, these swordsmen would definitely not be able to bear it.

"These dogs are so powerful." Yag couldn't help but curse.

"Everyone should be careful, these guys have indeed become much stronger." Murdan cut off the heads of several goblins with one sword, and he reminded loudly.

On Rock's side, there was no goblin to disturb him for the time being. He sat next to the little girl and handed the hot water to the other party.

"Have you recovered? Have you drunk some water."

"Woo."

The exhausted little girl wanted to turn her head to look at Luo Ke, but before she could do it, she fell into a coma and leaned towards the other party with weak strength.

The battle between Murdan and the Goblins was gradually coming to an end. The ground was in a mess, covered with incomplete corpses. One of the ten living goblins had begun to flee.
Chapter completed!