Chapter 342 Give Them A Head Start of 700 Meters

"Junior, you can leave first. I will remain behind!"
"Senior!" That woman's voice trailed off from a distance, and a tinge of absolutely heartbreaking sadness could be heard from it.
"Senior, leave quickly!" Another young man grabbed the woman's hand and ran.
Upon witnessing this scene, the older male senior stared with his eyes wide open. He was infuriated.
Damn gigolo!
Even though this world didn't have an incisive saying such as, "Once you die, other men will sleep with your wife, beat your children, and even spend your money," this senior felt the exact same sentiment at this moment. He cursed and swore at Ren Baqian, causing him to nearly spit out blood!
"Junior, you stay behind, brother will leave first!" Seeing that the situation was getting worse, another man whose face was ghastly pale spoke one sentence and immediately fled.
At just the split second that he turned around, someone attacked his back with a sword. It was only when he was thrown forward that he noticed that his male junior, who had been fighting alongside him, had already ran 20 meters away.
The male junior turned and saw that his senior's eyes were extremely red while staring at him. He then shouted sorrowfully before speeding up to flee, "Senior, I will take care of your wife and children for you. Don't worry!"
Even a Spirit Wheel expert fled upon a face-to-face confrontation with Qi Zixiao, let alone the others who saw this situation. Nobody dared to stay, fleeing one after another.
Those who had their sect elders present among them gradually retreated from the battlefield in an orderly manner.
As for those whose sect elders had gone somewhere else and left only a few fellow students, their level of skill determined their survival.
However, there were also some people who had no choice but to fight to their death. These people were mostly not as skilled or perhaps were too entangled in this battle and knew that they wouldn't be able to escape in the end. In that case, they could only fight to their utmost and request for their sect members to look after their families.
Only a minority of the Great Xia soldiers were fighting like machines with all their might.
"Stop chasing!" Ren Baqian shouted at the top of his lungs and ordered the winged cavalry warriors to come back. These Great Xia practitioners were skillful and weren't people that the strong aboriginals could chase after.
"Sir!" Everyone turned around resentfully and conveniently stabbed those who were still breathing.
About 800 Great Xia soldiers came, and they lost about 200 soldiers from this confrontation.
"Bring me my machine gun. I'll give them a head start of 700 meters! If they manage to escape, it means that they are fortunate. Otherwise, they are just purely unlucky!" Ren Baqian's face was filled with "benevolence" as he spoke.
If the winged cavalry chased after the Great Xia soldiers and became entangled, it would be difficult for Ren Baqian to open fire.
After racking up the gun, Ren Baqian put on the night vision device before reaching out and waving to both sides. "Step aside. If by chance any of you sustain an accidental injury, there will not be any financial support for your family!"
Everyone moved to the sides at lightning speed.
Through the infrared night vision device, Ren Baqian looked at the red and yellow alternating patches in the distance, took aim, spat some saliva, and held down the trigger on both sides of the gun.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The metal bullets formed a long line and pounced on the Great Xia practitioners who had run about 700 meters away.
"They didn't catch up!" A Great Xia practitioner who was running discovered that the aboriginal winged cavalry didn't catch up and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Let go of me!" a woman said angrily.
"Senior sister... it was an emergency just now..." The man who was holding her hand flashed a smile to win her favor.
"Senior brother!" That woman turned her head, faced the darkness that looked as if it could devour everyone, and shed tears. What was left in her heart was bitter hatred.
After looking back, the man looked at the woman who was in tears and finally sighed lightly, but he felt much more relieved now.
That man pulled the woman's arm and said, "Senior, it's still unsafe here. Let's return to the central barracks before talking."
"It's none of your business!" The woman pushed him away.
However, in the next moment, the long line formed by the metal bullets instantly shattered her into pieces in the darkness. Her head was smashed by the bullets, and she immediately fell into that man's embrace.
That man didn't react to this sudden change and met the same fate as the woman.
The speed of the bullets was too fast, and the surroundings were also dark. Most of the practitioners were hit directly without even being aware of the bullets. As long as the bullet hit any of the four limbs, it would immediately shatter it. If a bullet hit any part of the body, it would pierce open a huge hole in it.
No one could have expected for such an unforeseen event to happen.
It was as if those who had just escaped and were catching their breath had fallen into a cold abyss.
Upon discovering that the bullets shot over in the dark could hit a person after penetrating through someone else, an expert immediately shouted out, "Disperse and flee quickly."
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When Ren Baqian tossed the ammunition belt aside and reloaded the bullets, he discovered that the Great Xia soldiers were running all over the place like sheep. He then fired the machine gun again and shot a dozen more people. After that, he placed the gun to one side and continued to fiddle with the mortars. However, the target of the mortars had changed this time around, and they were aimed at the vicinity of the other party's central barracks. Even though the Great Xia soldiers fled separately, there was still a large number of aboriginals soldiers at the east of their barracks. Many people were running toward the entrance of the barracks as blood-curdling screams could still be heard.
Although there were no incoming attacks during this last stretch, no one dared to let their guard down. At the moment they finally reached the central barracks, all of the practitioners finally felt at ease.
"I can't exist together with those barbarians!" A few practitioners, whose eyes were extremely red, managed to squeeze out these words though their gritted teeth.
On the route of retreat back to the central barracks, as long as it wasn't someone who didn't have a family, practically all of the survivor's relatives and friends had died out there.
Wrath and hatred filled everyone's hearts.
"We will take revenge sooner or later!" someone declared in agreement.
After everyone arrived at a safe place, those with weaker minds and those who had people that were close to them die just now couldn't help but grieve. Tears were hidden in their eyes and they tried really hard not to let them flow.
"Return first! We will always have an opportunity for revenge next time," someone said.
A practitioner who was at the apex of the Earth Wheel level abruptly shrieked as he strained his ears, "Be careful of your heads!"
"What?" Everyone hurriedly looked up.
However, the sky was too dark and no one could see far into the distance.
While everyone was still searching for what was coming from the sky, a dark green mortar shell fell right on the top of an Earth Wheel expert's head.
This Earth Wheel expert, whose good friend had just passed away, was fuming with rage and had no avenues with which to vent. Upon seeing a strange-looking thing that was falling from above his head and noticing that it didn't have any pointed areas, he punched his fists at it without any hesitations.
Boom!
Even though they weren't crowded together, they weren't too far away from one another since they had just ran into the central barracks.
This explosion immediately wiped out a portion of the people.
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Ren Baqian still didn't know that his attack using the mortar was successful. He based his actions on the principle of: "Even if I don't bomb you to death, I still have the intention of scaring you to death."
Did all of you think that you would be fine just by running back to your barracks? I will let you all of you have a taste of the so-called a long range attack and the so-called fireball technique.
"In the future, call me a mage!" Ren Baqian told the guard beside him and continued to adjust the mortar angle.
"Sir, what is a mage?" one of the guards asked loudly.
"You don't need to know, just calling me that will do," Ren Baqian didn't look up as he answered. He felt slightly regretful because it was a pity that he didn't have more napalm bombs. Moreover, he only had two mortars. Otherwise, he would show them the so-called "Five Fireball Mages."
(Five Fireball Mages: a team of five fire mages from World of Warcraft)
"Order them to withdraw." Ren Baqian reckoned that it was about time. In particular, there was only a small area in the north barracks remaining.
"Yes!"
"The night attack has ended. Every section, withdraw according to the planned route! The winged cavalry will bring up the rear!" This guard used the walkie-talkie and the terminology that he learned from Ren Baqian.
"Lin Xiao's section received... Dong Mu's section received... Qin Ze's section received..."
With a slight pause of his hand, Ren Baqian wondered, Did something weird sneak inside just now? It seemed as if something suspicious sneaked in...