SFS Chapter 1064 Legends of Ghosts and Gods
Chapter 1064 Legends of Ghosts and Gods
Large swaths of blood flowed down the gentle slope, and many corpses were piled up on the ground.
Standing in the blood were many ruthless men, each wielding a long, blood-dripping knife and covered in blood.
Their gazes as they looked around were filled with murderous intent!
Many people were startled when they were suddenly glanced at by them, and their hair stood on end!
They instinctively tried to avoid that gaze.
Many refugees around watched this scene, and for a moment they thought that hell was just ahead.
Yes, in these people's eyes, this is what hell looks like!
After scanning the surroundings and confirming that no one dared to attack again, Bai Song began to direct his men to clear the battlefield.
Following that, many more people were arranged to carry away the seriously injured.
While I was busy working, I suddenly heard a series of chaotic footsteps above me.
The group, who had been busy working, all stopped what they were doing, quickly drew their long swords from their waists, and prepared to fight again.
As the crowd drew closer, a familiar voice rang out.
"Boss Bai, Qingqing, Xiaolang, how are you? Are you alright?"
However, Qian Chengzhi arrived in a hurry with more than thirty people.
"The two soldiers you sent to deliver the message told me the situation, and then I brought my men here."
"Have you been through another battle?"
When Bai Song saw that it was him coming, the energy he had just mustered vanished instantly.
His body went limp, and he fell flat on his backside into the muddy water.
Qian Chengzhi rushed forward to help the person, half-dragging and half-pulling them under the shed.
Then, the men he brought quickly stepped forward to help carry the wounded, set up a perimeter, and treat their wounds.
After a series of actions, the camp gradually calmed down.
In an instant, apart from the men he brought, the rest of the camp collapsed and sat down.
Qian Chengzhi took out some medicine and started treating Bai Song's wounds while asking about what had just happened.
After learning about it, I was also very worried about them.
Fortunately, the grenade that Qingqing threw scared away those who wanted to take advantage of the situation.
Otherwise, if he came over now, he would probably only see the corpses of his own people!
During the time it took to treat the wound, Qian Chengzhi discussed things with Bai Song and Lu Qingqing.
They decided to send someone back to report the news, instructing the people in the camp to send another fifty men after daybreak.
Once everyone had arrived, they escorted the remaining supply trucks away.
Originally, Bai Song was worried that sending out another fifty men might affect the safety of their base camp.
After all, no matter how much or how valuable the grain was, it couldn't compare to their entire fortune!
Qian Chengzhi told him to rest assured, as Yan Xu had already calculated everything before coming.
Stone walls have now been built inside the camp, so all that needs to be done is to send people to guard the entrance, and there is no need to worry about the rear.
Of course, the maximum number of people that can be mobilized is fifty!
After making the arrangements, Qian Chengzhi sent two men back to deliver the message again.
Fifteen minutes later, Old Man Zhuang arrived in a hurry with fifty people and a large herd of horses and mules.
As soon as he ran over, he checked Lu Qingqing and the others over.
They only relaxed a little after confirming that none of them had any major wounds.
Worried that Qian Chengzhi wouldn't have enough medicine, he brought all the medicine he had saved up this time.
He walked around the camp and personally treated and bandaged those with particularly serious injuries.
By this time, the men he brought and the men Qian Chengzhi brought had already harnessed the supply trucks to the livestock.
In order to pull the supplies up the gentle slope, the first few supply trucks even had two animals on board.
After everything was ready, Qian Chengzhi, who was at the front, gave the order, and the team set off again.
This time, the supply trucks were surrounded by armed guards.
Their wary and fierce gazes swept across their surroundings.
Any refugee who dares to look in this direction will immediately be targeted.
Under these circumstances, no refugees dared to make any rash moves.
In fact, the grenade last night had already frightened many of the homeless people.
According to the refugees who managed to escape, there was a murderous maniac with a musket in the group.
The explosive device in his hand was a curse that only a devil could use.
Compared to the more scientific gunpowder theory, these supernatural rumors spread much faster!
In its spread, this ghost and spirit legend inadvertently corrupted the fighting power of Lu Qingqing's team.
Furthermore, all the guards at this moment had an expression that said they would take action immediately if you dared to do anything wrong.
Before long, the team reached the steep slope without any problems.
Because the incident happened right here last night.
Upon arriving at this place, Bai Song led his men, armed with knives, to guard all four sides.
Make sure that no matter which direction people come from, it won't affect the people inside pulling the car up.
Fifteen minutes later, all the supply trucks were finally pulled up.
Bai Song glared fiercely at his surroundings, making sure the refugees had no intention of making a move, before turning and leading his men away.
When they finally returned to the camp safely, everyone who had fought the previous night collapsed to the ground.
As for the damp mud on the ground, will it get their clothes dirty?
All I can say is that their clothes were already soaked through with blood, sweat, and rain.
The mud and water on the ground are probably cleaner than clothes.
Old Zhuang saw some of the injured doing this in the crowd and became anxious.
He directed the people to help all the injured people back under the shed, intending to clean their wounds again.
Those seriously injured patients who were still lying in the car and unable to get up were all moved to one place, and he personally cleaned them up.
Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang are lying on the ground right now!
After being helped up by Old Man Zhuang, he dragged his shoes and struggled to walk back.
Upon returning to the passageway, pull up the curtain in the middle.
After changing out of my dirty clothes, I crawled into the tent.
Actually, the two of them went directly into the space.
Despite my exhaustion, I took a thorough shower.
Only after making sure the unpleasant smell of blood was washed away did they return to the tent.
In just a short while, loud snoring could be heard throughout the camp.
Clearly, many of the brothers who fought alongside them were now asleep.
Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang fell into a deep sleep the moment their heads hit the pillows.
I slept straight through until the afternoon.
The two of them were still a little tired when they got up.
By this time, most people in the camp were up, while a few were still asleep.
However, the entire camp remained quiet.
Lu Qingqing went to see Old Man Zhuang to confirm that none of the wounded people in the camp had become infected, and only then did she feel relieved.
Under a shed not far away, Bai Song was slumped in a chair.
He answered her question in a lazy voice.
"Qingqing, you're here?"
Come to me, I need to discuss something with you.
When Lu Qingqing went over, Qian Chengzhi was also sitting next to her.
When she came over, I brought her a chair to sit down.
"Qingqing, you slept all day without knowing."
During the day, I thought about sending someone to go up the mountain to see if we could find any trace of the things that went missing last night.
Although it's highly likely we can't get it back, knowing which group was behind it will help us be more prepared in the future.
But to my surprise, I only found a few people who had managed to steal gold, silver, or food.
Logically speaking, if those things are stolen, there should always be traces left behind.
But those things just vanished into thin air.
The people sent out investigated for a long time but found no trace.
They did find quite a few refugees who had chopped up the boxes to use as firewood.
His men asked around and found out that they had only found an empty box with nothing inside!
I don't know if this is true or not.
If all you see are empty boxes, where did the contents go?
This mountain is only so big, how did they manage to hide it?
"Sigh, isn't this strange?"
Upon hearing this, the 'creator of strange events' himself nodded silently.