Chapter Fifteen: The Brutal Battle Inside the Cave

  Guo Fei's ears were exceptionally sensitive, and he naturally heard it too. He waved his hand, signaling the few people to retreat, and pointed to the only protruding stone behind the mountain cave, indicating that the six people hide on one side of the protruding stone.

  Just as they had hidden, the archers outside launched an attack. First, they shot a barrage of arrows, then threw in two torches. The torches illuminated the entire cave, but several people were lying on the ground, hiding in the shadows, and for the time being, they hadn't been discovered.

  "Brothers, there are only a few of them, charge in and kill them, seize the Soul Crystal!" Knife Scar shouted loudly, and several people quickly rushed in through the small entrance.

  Guo Fei stuck his body to the dark side of the right wall of the cave entrance, several soldiers rushed in with torches in one hand and a dagger in the other, followed by someone holding an arrow shaft on guard. The torches lit up their eyes, plus it was darker inside the cave than outside, so they couldn't see the situation inside for a while, and they crowded together to grope forward.

  "Ten, fifteen, twenty, thirty......" Guo Fei counted to himself as he simultaneously withdrew his sword and transformed into a ninja, preparing to launch a fireball and escape.

  Guo Fei was uncertain in his heart, after all, whether this fireball could be released or not, and whether Lao Jiu's words were right or wrong, were all unknowns. If there was a mistake, he could only quickly dodge the arrow branch.

  "Hiss!" Guo Fei swung his hand and flung out the balled-up fireball talisman, which shot into the crowd of charging archers. As it did, Guo Fei muttered to himself, "Explode."

  "Boom!" A fierce fireball burst suddenly in the crowd, and several people within the range of the explosion died instantly. Sparks flew everywhere, igniting the clothes on the bodies of several nearby people, who immediately panicked and scrambled to escape at the entrance.

  "Kill!" Jin Datong shouted, his eyes blazing red as he charged forward. The others followed suit, and it was now a matter of life and death - either you die or I perish.

  Guo Fei did not use the Xuan Tie sword, but instead picked up the short dagger from the archer's hand on the ground. His figure flickered as he opened his ninja stance, flashing and weaving through the panicked crowd, the dagger in his hand slicing across their necks, spewing out trails of blood arrows.

  It was a cruel face-to-face slaughter, with Jin Datong and others forming a semicircle to surround the panicked archers, cutting them down. Limbs were severed, blood and flesh flew everywhere. Especially Jin Datong, his eyes blazing red, fought desperately, his great sword rolling back and forth as he cut down anyone in his path, not even bothering with defense. His massive body was left with scars from the archers' dying counterattacks.

  These archers are not weaklings, but seasoned warriors who have been through many battles. They belong to the category of "soldierly" in the army and their combat effectiveness is quite good. Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to rob openly, especially that "scarface", who is obviously a veteran of many wars, with clear and decisive commands. Under his loud and fierce shouts, none of his subordinates retreated, which shows that this person is a ruthless one.

  After the fireball killed several people and went out, the archers outside gradually gained the upper hand, shouting as they charged in. A fierce battle ensued with several people, but since they were outnumbered, they were slowly overpowered.

  "Ah!" Old Liu fell to the ground with an arrow wound, and several people dragged him back as they retreated. The archers holding torches charged in, illuminating the dark cave and suddenly exposing Guo Fei and the others to the bright light.

  "Heh heh. With just a few of you, you think you can escape from my grasp?" A man slowly emerged from the cave entrance, his face sporting a long and ferocious scar, with a menacing look on his face.

  The rest of the people stopped fighting and stepped aside, with cold arrowheads pointing at Guo Fei and others.

  The sheep waiting to be slaughtered must be teased before death, which is exactly the way these soldiers have always had fun.

  "Scars of a knife!" Jin Datong's eyes turned red with rage as he growled viciously.

  "Haha, Jin Lao Da, last time I didn't kill you, today I'll make up for it. Look, today there's still your regimental commander backing you up, isn't there?" Knife Scar laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

  "Die!" Guo Fei had been waiting for this moment. With a wave of his palm, the short sword transformed into a streak of light and shot out.

  This moment became eternal, the scar laughed without stopping, a short dagger had been inserted into his throat, a mouthful of bloody foam spilled out from his mouth, his fingers pointed at Guo Fei painfully covering his neck, unwillingly fell down.

  "The ninja's flying knife attack is indeed practical!" Guo Fei thought to himself, this wasn't even a specialized throwing dart, but a short dagger. In the instant the short dagger was launched, Guo Fei had a sense of "control", within such a short distance, he was certain he could hit whatever he aimed at, and the knife wound would be fatal without a doubt.

  Although it feels awkward, Guo Fei thinks that wearing specialized flying darts and knives, with more practice, will be his unexpected killer move.

  "As the knife scar fell to the ground, Jin Datong took advantage of the momentary shock of the crowd, pulled out a fireball symbol, wiped the bloodstains on his body onto it, and instantly threw it at the archer who was staring at him like a tiger. The fireball symbol exploded with a fierce noise, bursting into a ball of flames that enveloped the nearby archers, filling the air with a pungent smell of charred flesh. Four or five people fell to the ground amidst the flames."

  "Kill!" Jin Datong shouted loudly, and another round of cruel slaughter unfolded face-to-face.

  "Hiss!" Guo Fei grasped an arrow in his hand, made a strange turn and shot it into the temple of an archer, who fell backwards.

  In an instant, a cold current surged through his body, and he was suddenly filled with strength. The ninja had leveled up.

  No more scars from knives, no one to supervise the formation, these people's morale plummeted. Who would be willing to risk their lives for something external? Faced with a few desperate men, they retreated in disarray.

  The fierce battle ended, and several people sat in the corner of the cave wall, covered in blood, overcome with grief and exhaustion, and fell silent.

  Guo Fei incorporated the curved knife's virtual shadow into the military symbol space and discovered a very strange phenomenon. The curved knife's virtual shadow was not flashing with white light, but black, like black pearls, occupying a small segment of the shadow, indicating that it was a second-level ninja. This made Guo Fei extremely puzzled and incomprehensible.

  Although they repelled the archery team, everyone had an unusually bitter heart. The second, third, fourth and sixth elders all lost their lives and became cold corpses.

  "Big brother, let's mourn and move on!" Guo Fei patted Jin Datong's shoulder and consoled him.

  Lao Jiu pulled out a black powder from his pocket, which was issued by the barracks. This powder could make corpses burn and prevent them from being obtained by the ghost tribe to refine into ghost soldiers.

  Powder was sprinkled on the bodies of several people, and a fire was lit. The four bodies instantly burst into flames, and the fierce fire burned, engulfing the four people. Reflected in the faces of Guo Fei and others, this time, everyone's eyes seemed very calm.

  Guo Fei seemed to have thoroughly merged into this world at this moment, a cruel world that required a strong heart. Human life was as insignificant as straw, if one wanted to gain others' respect, they had to have the corresponding status and identity, astonishing cultivation, not offending others unless offended, and killing those who dared to offend him. This was the path he should pursue.

  "Lao Shi, take a few brothers back with you, I don't want you to take risks." Jin Datong collected Lao Er's ashes in the cloth bag containing the fireball symbol and said faintly to Guo Fei and others.

  "And you, boss!" Lao Jiu said softly.

  "I have a wife and children, for their happiness, I can only take risks. You are different, still young, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, go back." Jin Datong finished speaking, his figure flashed, he slung his precious sword over his shoulder, walked out of the cave, and strode away. Xiao Suo's figure and firm footsteps gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

  No one could persuade Jin Datong, nor did they follow him. His temperament was like a stubborn cow, and everyone knew that persuasion was useless. Especially after the death of his childhood friend Erzi, he felt guilty, this knot in his heart couldn't be untied by others, only he himself could digest it.

  He yearned to return home as soon as possible and bring the ashes of Lao Er back, so he wanted to go on an adventure to seize the soul crystal, but with his personality, he would never let anyone follow him and get involved again.

  Moreover, apart from Guo Fei, no one else wanted to move forward either. Fighting for wealth with their lives on the line was not something that people without courage were willing to do.

  "Old Ten, what are you thinking? We should head back!" Old Nine said in a low voice as he walked over to Guo Fei who was staring blankly at the fog.

  "You go back first!" Guo Fei waved his hand and said softly.

  "Be careful!" Old Jiu said in a low voice, catching up with the rest of the people who were silently returning along the original route.

  Guo Fei had just fallen into deep thought because he discovered that Corpse Soldier Yang could exit his coffin.

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