I'm already a concubine, who wants to fight with you?

Chapter 83 Fierce Battle

Everyone was silent, terrified.

The foreign man stared and scanned the frightened faces inside.

They are either old or experienced, so how can there be any hidden beauty?
There are no beauties and this is a poor village, so wouldn't it be a wasted trip?
He was unhappy and grabbed the torch at hand and was about to throw it into the cellar.

But at this moment, Xie Fei, who was leaning against the wall of the cave, seized the opportunity and stabbed the foreign man's eyes with a sharp wooden thorn in his hand.

This is the "weapon" made by Yuan San, a dried wooden stick, more than one meter long, very light, with a thin and sharp tip.

It would not cause much harm if it stabbed other parts of the body, but the eyes were weak and the sharp thorns could hit them with one poke.

The foreign man's attention was attracted by other people, and he didn't notice that Xie Fei was hiding underneath.

When something jumped out from below, his huge body could not immediately avoid it in the narrow cave entrance, and was stabbed in the eye by Xie Fei.

"what--"

Even a man who had killed countless people was screaming in pain from his eyes.

He covered his bloody eye, and before he could see what was happening, Xie Fei and Fu Yu worked together and pierced his other eye hard.

The women and children in the cellar were stunned. No one could tell that Xie Fei, who was usually gentle and kind, could be so vicious.

After all, the man was a horse bandit, not a coward. He refused to back down even after his eyes were blinded.

He roared and fumbled for the torch scattered nearby and threw it into the cave.

The torch was quenched with oil and burned very vigorously, igniting the supplies in the cellar, and flames spread out in an instant.

The women and children were screaming again, and two of them were covered with sparks that soon swirled around the sky.

Fortunately, the people around them helped to beat them up, so they were not burned to death.

Thick smoke billowed in the cellar, and everyone covered their mouths and noses, choking and coughing.

Fortunately, Chen Dafa discovered the fire and ran over quickly, chopping off the neck of the blind foreign man with an axe.

He leaned over and said to the people inside: "Quick, come out!"

The women handed the children up first and then climbed out.

It was impossible to stay in the cellar any longer, so Chen Dafa protected the women and children and fought as he retreated.

Sun Dalang also wanted to follow, but was held back by Sun.

"You are stupid! There are so many of them, the bandits must think that everyone in the village is there! Let's find a place where no one can find us. If we can sneak out of the village, it will be safer!"

Sun Dalang said excitedly: "Mom, you are so smart!"

The mother and son were very proud of themselves and secretly looked for a place to hide.

Chen Dafa protected a group of people, young and old, and retreated to a slightly more sturdy yard.

We encountered horse bandits along the way. They were all rough and strong, dressed in strange clothes, and looked like giants on their horses.

It was no wonder that the village was massacred. They rode their horses recklessly in the village, swinging their spears and machetes and chopping at anyone they saw.

With advantages in size, speed and strength, how can you not be invincible?

However, the men in the village are not vegetarians either.

On the roof in the distance, the young man Erniu and two or three other men were holding sharp arrows and they almost always hit the target.

Once someone was shot off his horse, the villagers would immediately jump back on their horses and grab the machetes, causing the situation to change drastically.

When encountering foreign bandits, he would never show mercy, and would either chop off their heads or slit their throats with his sword.

Even Liu's mother, who looked like an ordinary peasant woman, fought the bandits skillfully in the blazing firelight with two knives in hand. If they couldn't defeat them, they would lead them to the trap, where the bandits would be caught off guard and fall into it, only to die.

It was obvious at first glance that these horse bandits were not from the Central Plains. They were strong and brutal, tall and brave, with special paintings on their faces and several jingling nose rings pierced through their noses.

Although they were clearly at a disadvantage, the villagers did not lose the upper hand. They relied on their familiarity with the terrain and the traps they had set during the day to repeatedly deal with the horse bandits.

Chen Dafa kicked open the gate of the courtyard, and the women pulled their children, supported the elderly, and hid inside in panic.

Xie Fei took a step back, took out a roll of sheepskin and handed it to Chen Dafa, motioning him to apply it on the knife.

When Chen Dafa opened it, he saw black mud inside, which gave off a strong odor.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, but Xie Fei quickly said, "Don't touch it. The blade has rolled over the sheepskin, so it will naturally be stained with poison."

Chen Dafa understood and immediately spread out the sheepskin and ran the blade across it, leaving the sharp silver blade stained with a layer of muddy black.

At this moment, a huge monster suddenly appeared behind Xie Fei.

When the two heard the sound of the nose ring and looked up, they saw the horse bandit raising his machete and chopping towards Xie Fei.

Chen Dafa's eyes were bloodshot. He pulled Xie Fei and threw him behind him, then he faced the sword himself.

But they were still a step too slow. Just as the bandit was about to chop both of them to death, a sharp arrow came from the sky and pierced through the bandit's throat with a whoosh.

The arrow was quenched with black ointment, and the bandit's lips immediately turned black. Circles of blue and black spread from the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes bulging out, and he died instantly without even a struggle.

But the crisis was not over. At some point, three or four bandits came riding on horses.

Seeing their companions die, they were not sad, but continued to laugh wildly and loudly, with thunder-like laughter rumbling straight into the sky.

A man carrying a machete raised his chin towards the yard and shouted, "Is the peerless beauty hiding in there?"

Chen Dafa protected Xie Fei behind him and was about to speak, but Xie Fei spoke first: "Who told you that there is a peerless beauty in there?"

Although the horse bandit was a foreigner, he spoke fluent Central Plains dialect and said, "The dead don't need to know so much."

He looked at Xie Fei carefully again, shook his head and said, "You are ugly. Kill you."

Xie Fei: "..."

There was a man riding a horse next to him. The horse swung its tail and raised its front hooves in annoyance.

He patted the horse's head, trying to calm it, when another arrow flew through the air.

This time he noticed the flash of silver light in advance and blocked it with his sword, but he completely underestimated the powerful force of the arrow, which was like a heavy stone, and was knocked off his horse with a thud.

The sudden change made the other two people suddenly alert, but they were still worried about the beauty, so they rode their horses into the yard.

Chen Dafa quickly swung his sword to block, and the man under his horse also picked up the machete and chopped at him at the same time.

All three of them were extremely strong and ferocious. Even if Chen Dafa had the courage to stand against ten thousand, he would still be defeated due to exhaustion.

Seeing that they could no longer hold back, someone had to reveal himself in the darkness.

He had previously snatched the bandit's knife, jumped down from the tree and landed on the horse, then galloped over at high speed with the knife in his hand.

Chen Dafa was fighting one against three, and just as he was gritting his teeth to hold on, he heard the sound of horse hooves and thought there were more horse bandits.

Looking up, I saw a masked man riding a horse past, and the sword in his hand drew a very beautiful arc.

In just a moment, the heads of the three bandits were chopped off.

(End of this chapter)