Apart from Zhang Rong, who stayed close to protect the siblings, all four of us charged into the fight.
Anyone who stood in our way with a blade today would either hack us to death or be hacked to death by us.
These people all had different accents, but every one of them was a fierce fighter. For a while, we could do nothing to them.
But the only reason we could do nothing to them was that they outnumbered us. That was all.
After we fought for quite some time, they gradually began to lose ground.
I swung my entrenching shovel and sliced off a man's ear. He immediately clutched his ear and howled.
I swung the shovel at his neck again, chopping him down into the snow.
About five or six people fell one after another. Seeing this, the others realized we were stronger than they were, and the survivors scattered.
An old man ran too slowly, and I sent him on his way with another swing of my shovel.
Scarlet flowers of blood bloomed across the pristine white snow.
We all gathered together to discuss what to do next.
"Considering how long we spent digging in our original time and space, it should be daylight by now."
Zhang Rong noticed something was wrong. "We don't know what time it is here, but it definitely isn't synchronized with our time. And we don't know exactly when the ground will collapse."
The time here was unknown, but the rule remained unchanged: once dawn broke here, we would return to our original time and space.
So we had to subdue everyone here before daybreak. At the very least, all the adults, including the elderly and the women, had to be tied up.
This was only one of the factors that