CHAPTER 1763: CHAPTER 1764: BATTLEFIELD, SLAUGHTER, AND ESCAPE (THIRD UPDATE)

As you desperately try to extinguish the fire, the fierce yelling and clashing sounds of cold weapons continue to echo in your ears. Although your location is somewhat far from the place of slaughter, your heart feels uneasy, deeply fearing that a careless moment might lead to your head being chopped off by the enemy.

The blaze raged fiercely for a long time, as did the warfare. It wasn’t until the sky showed signs of dawn that you, along with a group of firefighters, collapsed onto the ground like mud.

Originally, you thought the matter was over, and you could rest for a while at least. But unexpectedly, a group of people wearing leather armor and carrying Sword and Shield kept urging everyone to get up, while some were distributing weapons. From your perspective, these were hardly weapons, crudely made; even farming tools are sturdier than these shabby wooden and thorny spears by several times.

"Get up! All of you, get up! If you don’t get up, I’ll stab you to death with one slash!" Just as you struggled to stand up, an arrogant, bearded man was fiercely kicking a scrawny, middle-aged uncle next to him.

That middle-aged uncle, after all, was older and appeared to have exhausted his Energy, finding it impossible to stand up for now. Seeing the bearded man draw out the Big Blade from his waist, you hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the middle-aged uncle up, while smiling apologetically at the bearded man, saying, "Elder brother, please calm down. This uncle is just tired."

"Tired?" The bearded man glared, his eyes like copper bell, looking utterly fearful, "If you all shout that you’re tired, I’ll stab you first, to avoid causing trouble at the front!"

"No, no!" You quickly pulled the middle-aged uncle back, heaps on a smiling face and said, "We’ll obey, just don’t get angry."

Truth be told, ever since possessing the Sen Luo Eye, it’s your first time talking to someone like this.

You don’t feel ashamed, instead, you find it very interesting.

Although you’re not entirely sure what kind of world you’ve arrived at, with your disposition, you can have fun anywhere, regardless!

Seeing that you were sensible, the bearded man nodded contentedly, then said to a soldier behind him, "Little Liu, come here."

"Brother, what’s the matter?" A short soldier stepped up.

The bearded man extended his hand to Little Liu, "Give me the spear you’re holding."

Hearing the request for his Spear with a red Tassel, Little Liu hesitated, "Brother, this is my weapon. Without it, how will I kill the enemy later?"

"I told you to give it, so you give it! Stop with the nonsense!" The bearded man’s eyes glared, and Little Liu immediately handed the Spear with a red Tassel over to the man in anger.

"Kid, catch!" The bearded man took the Spear with a red Tassel and threw it to you, "You might not have strength, but you know how to act, hope you get through this."

After saying that, the bearded man continued distributing Weapons with his men.

"What’s this supposed to mean?" You, holding the Spear with a red Tassel towering a meter over yourself, although a bit tired from overwork, could sense something from the words of the bearded man and the intense fear on the faces of people around.

After those people left, the middle-aged uncle standing beside you let out a long sigh: "Alas!"

"Uncle, what should we do next?"

"Do what?" The uncle looked at you, seeing your youthful face, couldn’t help sighing again, "Alas!"

Seeing this, you couldn’t help but feel anxious: "Uncle, just tell me!"

"Hey, can you let me have some peace and quiet? We’re doomed anyway, what’s there to fear!" Your restlessness drew dissatisfaction from another elderly middle-aged person nearby.

"What—doomed?" You were taken aback.

"Woo—woo—"

Just then, the sound of a horn blew across all directions.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!"

Right after came drum sounds, akin to Thunder, each beat pounding on people’s hearts.

Upon hearing the drum sounds, the faces of everyone present turned pale instantly. The middle-aged uncle standing beside you, even had trembling legs, were it not for you supporting him, he would have collapsed again.

"Kid, forget about him; soon you won’t even be able to take care of yourself!" A tall man came over, pointing at the Spear with a red Tassel in your hand, "I am Wu Er, I have five brothers working with me; if you give me this spear, I’ll let you join my team, how’s that?"

You frowned as you looked at the man named Wu Er in front of you. From his appearance, Wu Er had a sharp, thin face, slightly curved eyes, someone who mixed in the marketplace, a rascal you definitely couldn’t trust. However, having newly arrived here, without knowing the situation around, you wouldn’t offend anyone rashly; who knows if these rascals might hold a grudge and stab you in the back.

"Well, Elder Brother Wu." You smiled, "This spear was given by that elder brother just now; without his consent, I don’t have the guts to give it away casually. Why don’t you ask him for it?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Er snorted coldly and didn’t continue to entangle, leading five or six people to move forward with the crowd.

"Alas." The gun given to the middle-aged uncle was also a spear, but its shaft was of coarse wood, with a rusted head, looking ragged. Not to mention killing the enemy, barely capable of stabbing a pig.

The middle-aged uncle patted your shoulder, sighed, "Young brother, stick with me later, remember, don’t run aimlessly, don’t rush forward because the person opposite might stab you; don’t fall behind either, the Military Governor in the rear has Archers, they specifically target those with weak legs to Shock others."

"Okay, okay." You

You nodded, and from the middle-aged man’s words, you gathered that your current position must be the battlefield!

However, facing an imminent war, you feel no fear whatsoever, rather, it’s a sense of excitement.

Charging into battle?

Gaining accolades and establishing achievements!

Previously, on the Map of Kingdom, you’ve experienced warfare.

Back then, with your unique talents, incomparable to your current weak hands.

When you stood in the crowd with the middle-aged uncle, also known as Wang Xi, all the passion and excitement in your heart vanished, replaced by dense oppression and unwavering tension. As you observed, you noticed that everyone’s attire was similar to yours, coarse cloth garments, lacking even basic Defense equipment; the enemy can easily pierce through with a single stab.

Meanwhile, the faces of those around are filled with a look of fear, terror, and despair.

Some folks hold their weapons, murmuring quietly, while others grip their Weapons tremblingly, with hollow eyes, having a look of death.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The drum sounds rise again!