Because the person with a hat behind him actually widened his eyes and mouth widened, but he couldn't make any sound at this moment.

He was already dead, and at some point, the man beneath me stabbed him in the chest and died.

I didn't even see clearly how the person under me stood up, how to hold a knife, and how to accurately stab the other party in a very short time!

"Pu!" A blood column erupted from the chest of the man with a hat with his eyes and was poured directly on my face.

A strong smell of blood came into the mouth, and the stomach immediately became turbulent.

It was blood, the blood was not cold, fishy and salty, which not only penetrated my mouth, but also stained my face.

I think at this moment, I must be looking hideous and terrifying.

"Get up quickly and hold him up, you're not too late." The toss said again in a low voice, with no tension on his face, as cold as rocks and glaciers... Looking at his face, all I thought of was cold and hard things.

He looked at me coldly, like a commander who was calm in the face of danger.

I woke up suddenly and quickly stood up to support the beheader's body.

The commander changed the clothes of the beheader.

That piece of clothing is very different, it seems to be in the standard style, military uniform?

The commander put on his clothes, handed me the short knife that had just been killed in his hand, and told me to lie aside, then held the big knife of the original beheader, raised his hand and waved his hand, and the beheader's head was also cut off.

My head jumped directly to me, and I saw that my head without the support of the corpse fell on me alone. I was so scared that I quickly pulled it off with my hands, and I didn't dare to take a look at it.

Even so, the shocked, ferocious, confusing, despairing, and wide-eyed head was imprinted in my heart.

I think it is another mark that cannot be removed in this life.

Under the command of the commander, I lay quietly and saw him pretending to be in a military uniform, attracting another beheader not far behind me.

When the beheader approached, I just found that something was wrong. I saw that under the moonlight, the knife light flashed, and the head of another beheader had flew out of his chest.

Although I was shocked to see this time, it was not as scary as the first time.

In addition to being afraid, I was even more surprised that the commander's sword technique was as fast as the stars and lightning!

What a great knife technique!

With the help of the commander, I also changed into a military uniform. I also held the knife and followed the commander slowly towards a place farther away from the cavalry team.

I watched the cavalry not far away chatting around the bonfire, and the sound floated in my ears. I was so nervous that I wanted to run and escape quickly several times, but was stopped by the commander: "There are all flat rivers within hundreds of meters ahead. We can't run away from the cavalry, so we can only move slowly."

My heart was beating wildly, knowing that what he said was right, but I just didn't understand why he was so calm. This is not something that ordinary people can do.

However, go slowly?

Isn't it that simple?

I found that there were only a few beheaders around me, and not far away was the location of a group of cavalrymen. They were roasting some meat around the bonfire and eating it. The strange fragrance came. Although I was extremely hungry, I felt nauseous.

The commander chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid, they are not eating human flesh. They should be meat like horse legs."

I felt a little relieved, and secretly praised the commander for his clear mind, and actually thought of what I was thinking in my heart.

I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't laugh.

Because I saw the commander swing the knife, a head of a man lying on the ground flew away.

He actually cut off someone else's head!

My body was filled with a hole! I felt like I couldn't move in an instant.

The commander turned his head coldly, his bloody face was like a dead tree, as ruthless as a walking zombie. Under the moonlight, only those eyes were extremely shining: "Learn from me, otherwise we will still be unable to escape death!"

My heart trembled violently!

Beheaded?

I can't do it.

Even those who are dead, I can't do it.

I shook my head silently, the commander snorted coldly, went up and grabbed me and led me forward. I staggered and fell to the ground, and lay on the ground again.

At the same time, I felt the blade of the commander behind me aiming at my neck, and a cold feeling came faintly. At this moment, there was never a feeling of death approaching in my heart, and a thought suddenly arose in my mind: He wants to kill me!

But even so, I had no intention of resisting at all. I actually thought about it.

"If you can't learn it, just pick up your head and don't let such sharp-eyed Kraft Army see the flaws!" The commander said in a cold voice.

Maybe he changed his mind, but I'm sure he did have murderous intention just now.

While thinking, the commander actually stuffed his head into my hand.

It was covered in blood and blood. The smoothness of my hands made my chest churn. I wanted to throw it away and vomited several times, but the commander stopped me as coldly as a knife.

Looking at him with substantial eyes, it was like a sharp blade. I suddenly felt that if I threw my head down, he would probably take my head in the next second. This time he would never change his mind temporarily!

Under my nervousness and helplessness, I did the most courageous thing in my life, holding my head in my hand and following the commander forward.

Although I don't want to admit it, I know that the commander is right. We sneaked silently for nearly fifty meters away and never let the cavalry team see the flaws.

From time to time, people greet you, and the conductor can hum a song at will.

I don't want to see it, but I have to see it.

Under the commander's knife, not all the dead were cut.

There are also living people, just those who are seriously injured and cannot escape. Maybe that's the case, maybe...

When he approached another injured person, the man's thigh was cut off and the blood on his legs was almost dry. But he was indeed alive because when I saw him see us, his eyes suddenly lit up and he was saying something, but his voice was extremely weak.

The first time I saw a strange expression on the commander's face.

The commander looked at the man and said something, but I didn't listen to it. Then the commander waved his sword down again, and the injured man's head flew up.

The commander pointed to the head that fell beside him and said coldly: "Hold it."

I obey my words.

The commander walked while observing: "What's your name?"

I was stunned and then replied: "My name is Zhanyong, Song Zhanyong."

The commander nodded and said with his hands: "My surname is Zhu, so you can call me Zhu Sanlang!"

When I saw Zhu Sanlang talking, I couldn't help but ask curiously: "Who are those cavalrymen? Bandits? Why do you have to chop your head if you kill someone?"

Zhu Sanlang sneered and said, "Where are the bandits who are vicious? Didn't they see the clothes we are wearing? They are soldiers!"

I was shocked. It turned out to be a soldier. Where did the soldier be so vicious and cruel? Just as I was about to ask, Zhu Sanlang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "They can't kill the bandits, but they use us passing people as a number. A head is worth several taels of silver!"

Zhu Sanlang's words made me hear the sky and the head in my hand almost fell off. Then I heard Zhu Sanlang say, "You must put the head you just picked up in your hand and give it to me when you break up."

I suddenly thought of something when he cut the man down.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but ask curiously: "Brother Sanlang knows this person?"
Chapter completed!