Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!-Chapter 211: Bloody Dawn

"Those people really won’t give up. Isn’t living a good life better? They just have to court death."

"Men die for wealth, birds for food, not to mention those people are running out of wild vegetables to eat. How can you expect them to be good?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao sat up and walked out of the makeshift tent.

That’s right, they used the leftover wood from the teahouse to make several simple fabric tents, letting women and children sleep inside, while the men slept in the open ground around the firepit.

A subtle sound from inside startled someone, and Cheng Sicheng opened his eyes. He immediately sat up and asked, "Xiaoxiao, is something wrong?"

Once he spoke, many people woke up. After all, in this desolate wilderness, no one slept soundly. Even though the men were snoring, they could wake up in an instant.

After fleeing for so long, they still maintained a sense of alertness. Seeing that everyone was basically awake, Cheng Xiaoxiao called them all over. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

When everyone found out that those refugees were planning a sneak attack,

they couldn’t help but chuckle, "Could that group possibly think we’re easy targets they can push around at will?"

"Perhaps they see that we have many women and children, relying solely on thirty to forty guards for fighting strength, so they plan to rob us."

"Then let’s make sure they never return."

"Yes! It’s been a long time since we’ve had a fight, feeling a bit itchy."

Everyone was eager to join the fray, each chiming in with their thoughts.

"Alright, let’s discuss the specific battle plan. To be safe, let’s have the elderly and children hide, and then do it this way..."

Cheng Xiaoxiao explained the plan, and everyone nodded in agreement and quickly arranged accordingly.

Unsure if there were any skilled fighters among them, she decided to take a cautious approach.

First, settle the logistical concerns, then assess the opponent’s fighting strength to determine whether to engage in direct combat or use poison.

In the early hours before dawn, they quietly moved the elderly and children to the bushes behind them. The women who slept in the tent moved next to the firepit, forming the second line of defense, while the men ambushed behind the trees on either side.

Two periods later, the group crept over, seeing two people guarding the road, nodding off. They thought these people weren’t much.

They let their guard down, smugly moving forward to finish them with one move. As they raised their glistening broadswords, the two suddenly opened their eyes, and with fierce gazes, roared up. In a flash, the attackers, still poised to strike, found their bodies rigid, and only as excruciating pain set in did they slowly lower their heads, watching the warm flow pour from their abdomens. Among the crimson, a piece of white, fleshy matter plummeted to the ground, exposed to the air.

Once their minds caught up, their bodies felt light as air, strengthless. They quickly collapsed, bleeding out and dying.

The sudden commotion seemed to trigger some kind of signal, as many weapon-wielding people burst forth from the bushes, charging in.

Many of the refugees, upon witnessing this scene, vomited on the spot, while some went weak-kneed, collapsing to the ground.

"Oh no, boss, it’s an ambush," the squinty-eyed man exclaimed in astonishment.

Brother Axe spat! He didn’t care about the death of those two.

"Screw them, we’re many, with much strength, brothers, kill them, take whichever women you want."

The starving men were instantly electrified, rekindling their fighting spirit.

Cheng Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, "A bunch of clowns!"

One clash, and she understood. Only a dozen of them had any martial arts background, and their skill level was on par with ordinary guards. They still dared to dream of robbing them—it was simply delusional.

She waved her small hand, "Second and third teams, go!"

Clearly, the first team was composed of strong, vigorous men, the second team was the women feigning sleep by the fire, and the third team, well, were the 8-14 year old children lurking nearby—these oddballs, just right for second and third teams to give them some practice.

The excited second and third teams finally had their chance to perform, eager to reap these people’s lives. The captain hadn’t forgotten to announce that tonight’s actions counted for work points—10 points per head.

Ever since Cheng Xiaoxiao learned from the system of these people’s misdeeds, she had no intention of showing mercy.

The leading Brother Axe was the native tyrant of this forest, his men tightly controlling all the food, women were passed around as they wished, whoever desired one had to serve obediently, only to be possibly beaten afterward, or end up without even a bowl of soup.

The elderly had been killed by them for wasting food; those elderly who remained alive were those well-connected. Children were used for labor regardless of their size, left to their own fate if they couldn’t bear it.

Many were gradually assimilated, becoming accomplices in their crimes, repeatedly preying on passersby with no intention of sparing anyone. Therefore, leaving this scourge alive would only harm others.

Better to end it here, and upon thinking thus, she considered herself the good one!

On the chaotic battlefield, the slaughter was unceasing, and the metallic scent in the air grew thicker.

"Master, look at that little kid, so capable, taking on one alone, finishing someone within five moves, truly twisted."

Heh heh!

The system’s prime observation subject~~here again!

But today, there’s a new addition to the observation list: Hu Yixiu.

They were like a fierce wolf and a swift leopard, quite evenly matched.

When their eyes met, the undeniable spirit of challenge appeared to the other like blatant provocation. Thus, they turned simultaneously, attacking another enemy, and a silent contest began.

"Master, it seems your team might gain another fierce general." Cheng Xiaoxiao always knew Hu Yixiu put in a lot of effort, and once he grows, he’d be a great ally.

As for Cheng Sicheng, she didn’t want to delve deeply for now; that was an issue for the future.

The lively Tong Jie, although slightly mischievous, had less training in martial arts, so his foundation was weaker, but paired with Hu Eryang, he could still hold off an adult man.

Cheng Jia, Cheng Liangmu, and Cheng Xiaoquan worked well together as a team.

The girls surrounded one, beating him to the point of tearful pleading, crying out for parents.

Tonight, only 19 elderly and young didn’t participate, 107 were active on the field, each one eager to earn work points.

Oh! There seem to be two who aren’t in it for that.

Aren’t those Qian Shun’s grandsons, 14-year-old Cheng Jinfafa and 12-year-old Cheng Jinsun? Those two were clearly just coasting along!

Upon closer inspection, there were quite a few doing the same: the Zeng Family, Aunt Liu and her husband, and their daughter too. Only the clumsy Tie Dan was putting in effort.

After all, with so many people, not everyone understood the importance of constant vigilance.

Some small part may want to muddle through, and that’s expected, indicating only that they haven’t suffered enough.

However, in her team, just being a shrinking turtle wouldn’t result in anything good. Those who tried to exploit loopholes would only live in the shadows of the diligent.

Half an hour later, in Brother Axe’s unwilling gaze, his comrades died tragically. He never figured out why these women and children killed without batting an eye.

His strategy failed...

But, alas, there were no regrets in this world.