Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

A very serious problem was placed in front of Bartus, making it more difficult for his already unrecovered body to recover.

The sick Bartus endured for five days, and the islanders also fought the Japanese bandits for five days. Everyone was extremely exhausted, but they all managed to hold on for a breath.

Everyone knows that this battle should be the last battle that determines their life and death.

Victory, there is still a chance to survive.

If you fail, there will be no chance of a comeback!

The long-distance attack defense has failed. All strong men, half-grown children, and even old and weak women and children, as long as they can walk and can hold weapons, are all armed, even if it is a branch, a stone, or a handful of sand, can become their weapons.

As long as the Japanese bandits come ashore, they will usher in a fierce defensive attack without fear of death.

Time and time again, the result of close combat is that both sides suffer losses.

The Japanese bandits lost many people, but the islanders also suffered heavy losses.

Just when everyone was fighting the enemy tenaciously, no one noticed that the witch doctor and the imprisoned Blinka were missing!

"Sir Chief, the beach in the south can't hold it anymore, the Japanese bandits are about to attack the shore!"

"Bama, you bring a hundred people over to support!"

"But, you are also in danger, and if I leave, no one will be around to protect you!"

"I can still hold on, go quickly!"

"Yes, take care, Chief! I'll be back soon!"

Bama took away some of the men, and Batus soon fell into a disadvantage, and the enemy bandits gradually approached the island.

Bartus dragged his seriously ill body and managed to kill several enemies, but there were fewer and fewer people around him, and the enemies were getting closer and closer.

His body was already covered in blood, both from his enemies and from his own.

His hands were covered in blood and greasy, and he could hardly hold the sword.

Just when Bartus was about to lose his strength, a petite figure approached him.

Bartus was facing a group of enemy bandits and was fighting hard. Unexpectedly, he was caught in a plot from behind.

A sharp sword penetrated his chest from his back.

"you……"

Bartus suddenly turned his head and looked at the person who made the move in shock.

Blinka held the handle of the sword in both hands, with a look of madness on her face.

"Bartus, I'm so good to you, but you don't even look at me. What I can't get, no one else can get! Since you don't have me in your heart, then I will destroy you and never see you again. Not your wife and family. If you die, I will come soon. I will be a ghost couple with you underground. In the next life, the next life, the next life... you can never get rid of me! "

Blinka's eyes were abnormally red, and her whole body seemed to have fallen into a state of madness.

She ignored the fighting around her and only had eyes for the man she had been dreaming about for several years but could never get.

At this moment, there was only one voice in her heart: If you can't get it, destroy it!

Seeing Bartus staring at her and falling to the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth, the blood on the wound gradually turned black.

Blinka looked up to the sky and laughed twice, released her hand holding the handle of the knife, took out a small bamboo tube from her body, pulled out the stopper, raised her head and drank the poison in the bamboo tube.

Suddenly, there were two "pop, pop" sounds, and her knees softened and she fell to the ground. The bamboo tube in her hand was knocked to the ground by something, and a burst of bubbles appeared on the ground.

"Lord Chief!"

Bama, who had just come back, was frightened to death when he saw this scene.

He ran over quickly and was about to pick up Bartus who fell to the ground.

"Stop! Don't touch him!"

There was a shout, and at some point, two young men wearing coarse clothes were already standing next to them.

Bama immediately stood up alertly, pointing the long knife in his hand at the two strangers.

"who are you?"

Bama knew that what he just heard was a Vietnamese language, not a Japanese language, so he did not take action rashly.

Qiao Ran saw that the man on the ground had turned gray. If he was not treated in time, he would die of excessive blood loss and poisoning.

She winked at Mo Beihan, who immediately stepped forward and pushed Bama aside, and the two started fighting.

Qiao Ran quickly stepped forward, stuffed a pill into the man's mouth, and drank it with spiritual spring water.

Then he took out the silver needle and pricked him, and the bleeding wound quickly stopped.

Over there, Bama, who only exchanged three moves with Mo Beihan, was suppressed and fell to his knees on the ground. When he saw someone attacking the chief, he was so anxious that he yelled in Vietnamese:

"Stop! Don't touch our chief!"

Qiao Ran put away the silver needle and turned to look at Bama:

"You said, this is your chief? Did he teach you to speak Dai Viet?"

Bama was not very proficient in Dai Vietnamese, but he roughly guessed what the young man in front of him meant.

He replied angrily:

"Let go of our chief! If you dare to harm the chief, I will kill you!"

Qiao Ran raised her eyebrows. This man was quite loyal to their chief and would protect him at all costs.

"Didn't you see that I stopped your chief's bleeding? Why bother saving him if I'm not good for him?"

Bama took a closer look and saw that the chief's wound was no longer bleeding, and his face had returned to some ruddy color.

"Who are you...?"

"Come to help your people. Stop talking nonsense and kill these Japanese bandits quickly! I will send your chief to a safe place for treatment first."

After Qiao Ran finished speaking, she bent down and stretched out her hands, picked up the man who was almost twice her weight on the ground and carried him to a wooden house not far away.

After entering the wooden house, she put the person into the space, then came out, closed the door, and returned to the beach to participate in the battle to kill the enemy.

Vice Admiral Cheng led three large ships to block the Japanese bandits' retreat and surrounded them in the middle.

Qiao Ran and Mo Beihan jumped directly from the big ship to the enemy's ship, and then used their strength to jump ashore. Unexpectedly, they just saved the chief's life.

Although Vice Admiral Cheng only had three ships, the volume and tonnage of these three ships was three times that of the Japanese pirate ships, so he was not at a disadvantage against ten Japanese pirate ships.

Moreover, because of their condescending position, they also had a certain advantage and beat the Japanese pirate ships to pieces. They were quickly defeated and broke out in a hurry.

In the end, the Japanese bandits left four ships behind, one sank, and only five ships escaped in embarrassment.

More than half of the nearly two thousand Japanese bandits died, and less than half escaped.

Dozens of prisoners died by caesarean section, and only a few were unable to commit suicide after their acupoints were tapped and their jaws removed.

The islanders, who were struggling to support themselves and thought they would be defeated this time, did not expect reinforcements to arrive. For a moment, they were grateful and in awe of these strangers who came from afar. They did not know that these people were related to the Japanese bandits. They didn't come with the same purpose.

What if these people also want to occupy this sea area?

Qiao Ran asked Mo Beihan to explain to the leaders, and Bama was the translator.

She asked Mu Er and others to guard the door, entered the wooden house, then entered the space, and began to treat the seriously injured chief.