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Chapter 11 Rookies pecking each other
"Master, please forgive me," Zhu Jie said, bowing. "These days, with natural disasters and chaos, life is hard for everyone. Otherwise, we wouldn't have left our hometown and our homeland. I hope Master will do me a favor."

The mountain guardian tiger narrowed his eyes slightly and said loudly, "Leave half of what you have with you, and I will let you go immediately."

Zhu Jie naturally refused, and the expressions of the other people around him also became extremely ugly.

Since they have left their hometown, they naturally have to take all their property with them. What's the difference between leaving half of it behind and taking their lives?
Zhu Jieqiang smiled and said, "This matter is of great importance. Please wait a moment and let us discuss it."

"Hmph! Hurry up, I don't have much patience."

Zhu Jie slowly retreated, and the few of them gathered together again.

"This mountain guardian tiger is too greedy." Village Chief Zhang said angrily.

"Leaving half of our things, haha, he really has the guts to think about it, he's not afraid of losing his teeth."

Some people sneered.

The head of Xianlu Village, the old man from before, sighed and said, "It seems this matter cannot be resolved peacefully. We have no choice but to force our way through."

"Then let's proceed according to the plan. I will continue to appease Zhenshanhu, and you will mobilize the refugees. Together we will attack their blockade. As long as we open a gap, we can force our way through." Zhu Jie said in a deep voice.

The others looked at each other and nodded.

This was also what they had agreed on, to use courtesy first and then force. Since courtesy didn't work, they would use force.

Although the refugees have little combat effectiveness, there is strength in numbers. Not to mention so many people, even a group of pigs would have a hard time stopping them.

Afterwards, these people began to return separately and called on the refugees to dissuade them from crossing the border together.

"If we don't get through, we'll all starve to death here."

"Don't be afraid, rush with us."

"There's strength in numbers. If we act together, even the bandits will be afraid of us."

"You will die if you stay here. If you break through, you can still survive. It's up to you to decide whether to live or die."

The refugees were already starving with red eyes, and at this point they had no choice but to follow anyone who took the lead.

Finally, with a loud shout, the refugees gathered at the foot of the mountain began to charge.

"Come on!"

Although thousands of these people were refugees whose legs were weak from hunger, they still had a certain momentum when they shouted loudly.

Zhong Lin mixed in the crowd with a small stone on his back, neither fast nor slow, keeping his eyes and ears open, ready to break away from the crowd at any time.

The refugees included old and young, and moved at different speeds. During the impact, they gradually formed a long belt.

The bandits on the top of the mountain were also panicked and at a loss when they saw the scene in front of them.

In the past, they robbed people on the road, and the refugees passing by often came in waves. They did not dare to resist these strong men, and even if they did, their numbers were relatively small, so they could be easily controlled.

But this time, so many people came together like a flood bursting through a dam, and the scene really frightened them.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

One of the bandits asked in panic.

Snapped!
Zhenshanhu slapped the bandit on the head and cursed, "Useless thing, they are just a bunch of refugees. How could they scare you like this?"

Glancing at the approaching refugees, Zhenshanhu sneered.

"Haha, these guys are really capable. They actually thought of bringing refugees with them to attack. Do they really think I can do nothing? Listen up, we won't rob those refugees, we'll only rob those with cars."

If the trouble cannot be solved, then solve the person who created the trouble.

Besides, what's there to rob from refugees? Zhenshanhu's original purpose was to rob these wealthy families. "Yes."

"All listen to the boss."

"The boss is wise."

Zhenshanhu spat on the ground and picked up a machete: "Brothers, follow me."

With a shout, he raised his sword and rushed forward, and the bandits behind him also shouted and followed him.

"The bandits are coming."

"Run."

The refugees were terrified when they saw the bandits coming down the mountain. They ran like crazy, trying desperately to bypass them and escape.

"Don't run, don't run, rush over."

"Don't run, we have more people, they don't dare..."

Zhu Jie and others overestimated the discipline of the refugees. They thought they could use the refugees to break through the blockade, but they didn't expect that the bandits would shatter them into pieces with just one attack.

"Quick, gather together."

The village chief of Xianlu Village urged urgently, and under his command, Zhu Jie, Zhang Zhaizhu and others quickly ordered people to drive the ox carts together and form a circle to serve as a defense.

"Get ready, knife."

The refugees' brothers and sisters were more useful than them. After hearing the command, they took out spears, swords, bows and arrows.

"shoot."

At a command, dozens of arrows flew through the wind and shot towards the bandits who were rushing towards them.

The villagers living under the Black Mountain farm when they are busy and hunt when they are free. Many of them are good at archery. In this round, seven or eight bandits fell to the ground. For a moment, even these bandits were in chaos.

"Damn it Gan Lin!"

Zhenshanhu was furious and watched seven or eight of his brothers fall to the ground.

Zhu Jie's face was filled with joy as he shouted, "Aim at the Mountain Guarding Tiger and shoot again."

shhhhhh!
There was the sound of arrows breaking through the air again. This sound was like the death warrant from the King of Hell. The bandits were so scared that they stopped attacking and quickly looked for a place to hide.

But even so, some people were shot in the ankles or shoulders, and screamed in pain.

Among them, Zhenshanhu was the most superior, with 70% to 80% of the arrows aimed at him.

Zhong Lin, who was in the distance, was also watching the scene in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief. With his full-level archery skills, this mountain tiger was doomed to die after being targeted by so many arrows.

I thought that the refugees were running around and Zhu Jie and others' plan had failed. I didn't expect that these bandits were also weaklings. They all came out and became sitting ducks.

When the weaklings fight with each other, the elder brother will not laugh at the younger brother.

puff! puff! puff! puff!
The arrows hit Zhenshanhu's body, either his thigh or his shoulder, and one arrow even hit his chest.

But the sound of the arrow hitting the body was a bit strange. It was not the crisp sound of the arrow entering the body, but rather the dull sound of a drum hitting cowhide.

The arrows broke through the clothes on Zhenshanhu's body, but only left a red mark on his body before being bounced off, as if they were shot at hard cowhide.

Such a scene made Zhong Lin, who was running, stop and look at the scene in front of him in shock.

With his full-level archery skills, he could naturally see that an arrow with such power was definitely not something a mortal could stop, unless he was wearing iron armor. But now, he couldn't break the skin of the mountain tiger. How could this be possible...

(End of this chapter)