Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

Chapter 567: Death is Honor

“Cough… cough cough…”

Sticky blood slid down the corners of his mouth. Erniu supported himself on the ground and crawled out of the pile of corpses covered in blood.

The broken ribs felt a piercing pain, and every breath felt like swallowing a handful of broken glass. He staggered and swayed before he could barely keep his balance.

In the blurred vision, former comrades-in-arms were lying in a pool of blood, motionless and silent.

“It’s blocked... It’s really blocked...”

Erniu muttered to himself, his voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

In the previous wave of charge, the group of monsters came like a tide, and their square formation of one hundred people was dispersed several times and regrouped several times.

They fought the monsters desperately with the weapons in their hands, their fists, and even their teeth.

But looking again now, the phalanx no longer existed. Only a dozen companions, including him, were left, leaning on broken weapons and struggling to stand up from the pile of corpses.

Everyone was covered in wounds and blood, but their eyes showed no fear at all, and they continued to stare at the group of monsters in front of them.

Erniu's gaze swept over his living companions and then over the lifeless corpses of his companions.

Finally, his eyes fell on Xiao Dongzi who was not far away.

The youngest boy in his team was now curled up on the ground, half of his body was smashed to pieces, and his right hand was still tightly grasping the half-broken machete.

Erniu took a deep breath, and the strong smell of blood rushed into his nose, choking his eyes and making them turn red instantly. Hot tears mixed with the blood stains on his face and slid down.

He had personally brought Little Dongzi back from a pile of corpses, and he had pulled him back from the jaws of death, spoonful by spoonful of rice soup. But now, the child that Erniu had watched grow up was now dead and mutilated!

"Hmm..."

A shrill cry came from overhead, and the demon bird circling in the air looked down condescendingly.

The demonic bird glared with its eyes as big as copper bells, sweeping across the corpses scattered on the ground before finally settling on Erniu and the others. Its sharp voice, tinged with arrogance, said, "You mortals are quite courageous, daring to stop my army. Well, if you are willing to surrender to me, I will give you a chance to succeed!"

The fierce battle just now actually made the leader of the demon hall outside Tianxianmen want to recruit him.

What it said was true. As the head of the outer demon hall of Tianxian Sect, if Erniu and others could join its ranks, they would become outer disciples of Tianxian Sect. This could indeed be considered a great fortune for mortals like Erniu.

You know, even among the outer disciples of Tianxian Sect, there are countless people who are trying their best to get in but are unable to do so.

However, it underestimated the determination of Erniu and others.

As early as when Erniu and his men decided to leave the city and risk their lives to buy time for the people of Huanggang City, they had no intention of surviving.

At this moment, 90% of the brothers he had been with day and night were killed or injured. How could those of them who had survived by chance turn against them and surrender to the enemy at this time?

Therefore, as soon as the demon bird finished speaking, Erniu suddenly raised his head and a hoarse roar tore through the dead silence of the battlefield: "Sheep Camp!"

"Fight to the death and never retreat!"

More than a dozen brothers behind him responded in unison. Although their voices were weak, every word was powerful.

The arrogance on the demon bird's face instantly faded, replaced by anger. It shouted angrily: "You don't know what's good for you!"

It flapped its massive wings, stirring up gusts of fishy wind, and its sharp voice rang out again: "Even the sword in your hand is broken, what can you use to stop my army?"

Erniu subconsciously looked down and saw that his hands were empty.

However, when he was resisting the demon army just now, the machete in his hand broke under the heavy weight.

He was stunned for a moment, then reached into his arms with trembling hands. The collar of his clothes had long been soaked with blood, but it still contained something carefully wrapped inside.

He spread out his blood-stained palm, and a three-inch-long wooden carved knife lay quietly in his palm.

The blade is engraved with delicate patterns, and the edge is not polished to a sharp edge. However, it was carved by Li Zhi himself and given to him when he fled under the pseudonym Zhou Fan.

Erniu suddenly grinned. The scenes of Li Zhi taking him to buy a knife, teaching him knife skills, and all the little things they experienced along the way flashed before his eyes.

However, the smile on his face looked a little hideous because of the blood stains on his face.

Erniu raised his head and looked up at the demon bird in the sky. His voice was not loud, but it was filled with unparalleled determination: "Who said I don't have a knife? I still have... the knife my eldest brother gave me!"

The demon bird looked at the inconspicuous wooden sword, but felt a sense of palpitations for no reason in its heart, as if it was not a wooden sword, but a magical weapon that could slay demons and monsters.

It flapped its wings violently and was about to dive down: "Looking for death!"

But before it could get close, Erniu suddenly clenched the wood carving knife in his hand.

In an instant, a dazzling red light, wrapped in a strong smell of blood, bloomed in Erniu's hand!

 …

When Li Zhi received the news that Donggang City and Huanggang City had fallen, he had already arrived in Hanzhou.

Li Zhi stared at the urgent letter in his hand, stunned. He didn't move for a long time, and didn't say a word. He just stared at the handwriting on the letter, as if he wanted to see through the page.

He never thought that he was still wondering about how that silly boy Erniu was doing a few days ago.

But in the blink of an eye, we received the news that Erniu had died in the line of duty.

His eyes scanned the letter again and again, as if this could change the cold words on it.

"A team of a hundred people went out of the city to fight, and all died in battle..."

"By delaying the demon army's attack, hundreds of thousands of people in Huanggang City were able to evacuate..."

"Captain Liu Erniu strikes back before his death, severely injuring the demon leader..."

"The demon leader was injured, making pursuit difficult..."

“The people survived…”

"A team of one hundred men... died with honor..."

Every sentence and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Li Zhi's chest and making him feel stuffy.

That honest young man who knew nothing in the past sacrificed his life to save the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Huanggang City.

He...died with honor!

Li Zhi twitched his lips, wanting to cheer proudly for Erniu's actions, but his lips refused to rise. Even the words on his lips turned into: "Fool! Staying alive is better than anything else! Why... are you so stubborn!!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

“Knock knock…”

Li Zhi calmed down and recovered from his sadness. He responded, and then a figure walked in from outside.

Li Zhi looked up and saw that the man was covered with strange talismans all over his body, and his aura was obscure and unclear.

Although Li Zhi had never fought with this person, he knew from the first sight that this person was no mediocre person.

This person was one of the people arranged by Zhao Wuji to assist Li Zhi, named Gu Chun.

In addition to Gu Chun, there are three others. All four of them are members of the Night Patrol's reserve force.

However, Li Zhi had also stayed in the capital for quite some time, and he had gotten to know many of the reservists through Duan Heng and Li Hua, who were also reservists, but he had never seen these four people.

Li Zhi knew in his heart that these four people were probably Zhao Wuji's hidden weapons in the reserve.

Although the palace rebellion has been suppressed, Zhao Wuji has no idea how many corrupt people are still in the Night Patrol Division. Therefore, the people he arranged for Li Zhi this time are all his own secret agents.

Gu Chun bowed to Li Zhi and said, "Sir, the Gui people are here."

Li Zhi's eyes flashed, and he ordered: "Let's go and meet our colleagues from the Gui clan!"