The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

The Beirong prisoners were very tough.

Even when hit by solid snowballs and rocks, he remained silent and even looked back fiercely.

He grinned with bared teeth and uttered a series of incomprehensible words.

"Yangba, what did he say?" Yan Yu asked the boy next to him.

The first women and children rescued from Xiaoan Village have gradually integrated into this warm village. Today, two older ones have also arrived. They understand Beirong dialect and can understand and speak it.

"He said that we are weak two-legged sheep. We only dare to throw stones and dare not kill them!" The sheep boy raised his head angrily, suddenly thought of something, and quickly lowered his head, hiding his face tightly. Reality.

Their outlines are deep, very much like barbarians, and they are deeply ashamed of themselves.

"So self-conscious?!" Yan Yu muttered, rolling his eyes slightly, and immediately had an idea: "We don't need to use the words we agreed before, just say this, Yangba, do you dare to come closer and shout? Don't worry, we They are all by your side and can protect you."

"I dare!" Yangwa and another boy leaned over.

When "weak two-legged sheep" was translated, before the people in the tiger camp could react, the people nearby who had just been rescued from the Beirong tent took action first.

"Wang Goudan, it's me. If you still recognize me as your brother and lend me a knife, I will kill that beast to avenge your sister-in-law and my daughter's tragic death!" The skinny man rushed to Feng Ming. The man standing beside the army looked straight at him, his hands covered with scars tremblingly as he lifted up the messy hair that covered his face.

"Brother Li, you are still alive!" Wang Goudan shouted in surprise. "Sister-in-law and little niece..." He couldn't continue, he had already guessed what happened to the mother and daughter.

"Wang Goudan, do you want to lend it to me?" The man surnamed Li seemed to be tired after talking too much, panting rapidly.

Seeing that his brother who had been playing with him since he was a child looked embarrassed, the man lowered his head in disappointment and said in an inaudible voice: "Your sister-in-law bit off her tongue to protect her reputation, and your poor niece... was beaten alive. Damn it, I kept this life just to avenge them one day. Our Guanzhou Army came and won. I thought I had finally waited, but I didn’t expect that these beasts can’t be killed. I don’t understand so much. , I just want that beast to die, at worst I will give you my life, one life for another... Brother Goudan, you won, right?"

Wang Goudan’s back molars clenched loudly.

He looked to the person next to him.

Some looked at the sky, some looked at the ground, but no one looked at him.

Wang Goudan understood that the brothers were willing to comply, but they all pretended to be deaf and blind.

"Thank you brothers!"

Wang Goudan didn't say that he wanted to take action for the eldest brother of the Li family, and solemnly handed his long knife to the other party.

The man took it and was a little unsteady for a moment, so he used all his strength to hold it in front of him.

He walked straight towards a large circle of Beirong.

The closer he got, the faster he walked. In the end, he was almost dragging the knife while running, and the scabbard had already fallen on the snow without even realizing it.

When the long knife was raised, the skinny man's face was filled with tears. The tears blurred his vision, but he raised the knife to chop it off without hesitation.

For countless days and nights, the figure of his enemy has been deeply engraved in his heart.

Even if it was just a vague shadow, he could recognize this cruel beast.

Warm blood sprayed on his face.

"Ah——" The man was startled by the temperature, and then he yelled like crazy.

"Die! Die! Die! Die!"

He slashed randomly with the long knife, and he didn't know how many times he cut on Beirong.

Inevitably hurting the Beirong prisoner next to him, he started to scream.

Yan Yu didn't need to ask the sheep what these Beirong said. She touched the short knife hidden on her body and quickly said to the two sheep: "Turn over your clothes and find a safe place to stand far away."

The two sheep boys ran away immediately, looking through their clothes as they ran.

If the chaos just now was just the appetizer.

Then this moment is the beginning of the real anger.

If you are enslaved for a long time, will you forget your hatred?

Will it be tamed if pain is inflicted on the body?

Can the bloody nature of the Guanzhou people be wiped away by Beirong?

When a Guanzhou man stood up, hundreds of Guanzhou people were set on fire.

Hatred is gunpowder, and being wrapped in iron sheet is not for collection, but for better explosion!

Dry!

Fuck him!

Luo Er and Luo San did not pass the butcher quickly.

Butcher Guan killed a Beirong with one blow, piercing his neck.

Luo Er and Luo San were indeed brothers. The blade of the knife cut across the throat cleanly and neatly.

Yan Yu's legs were short and he came a little slower.

The disadvantage of being short in height requires her to take more steps than others.

A kick on the calf, the moment the person knelt down, the short knife was unsheathed and inserted halfway into the neck.

As soon as the killings started here, Fengming Longxing's border troops were inexplicably swarmed by villagers from nowhere.

Many people from outer cities were stranded in Huju City.

Those who came here today were not just the Huju people.

The crowd was so crowded that the border troops in the two cities vaguely heard someone shouting their names, but before they looked, they were overwhelmed.

His voice was hoarse from shouting, and he was in a miserable state.

I don't know which warrior took the long knife from the hand of the man named Li who was stunned after taking revenge. He shouted to embolden himself, and with one strike of the knife, he was tied up tightly, and then circled around the man who was unable to escape. A Beirong was stabbed to death.

Feng Ming and Long Xing's border troops suddenly realized that they had lost their swords at some point. They quickly covered the ones that were not lost, but they could not withstand the sudden grabs from the people around them.

"Don't take my knife! Give it back to me!"

"You, what are you doing!"

"Can't kill, these Beirong are going to be taken to the capital..."

No one listens to them, and no one cares about what they say.

Everyone's eyes turned red when they saw the blood.

The people of Guanzhou have been harmed by Beirong for a long time.

bitter! Everyone is suffering!

The most brutal ones were the Guanzhou people who were kidnapped by Beirong like the man named Li.

Without knives, they hit them with rocks, pounced on them and bit them with their teeth like they were dying, biting their noses, biting their ears, biting their throats...

The mission of the militia is to raise an invisible line of defense.

While it is convenient for the border troops to attack, they must also protect these villagers who are red-blooded from killing themselves.

At some point, General Xue Qi led his brothers around to the back.

There are no bells and whistles, one knife, one knife.

He and a group of tiger troops on the border were completely different from the crazy common people who had deep hatred in their eyes.

The tiger-dominated border troops advanced step by step, like ruthless killing machines.

There was indifference in his eyes.

Raise the knife and chop.

Without using any extra force, every cut is just right.

Beirong, who was tightly bound, was unable to resist and could only die.

Who is the lamb to be slaughtered today?

You can tell at a glance.

Master Tian and Yan Huaiwen met together.

Behind them are all the officials and officials.

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(In order for relatives on various platforms to see it, I will type more extra-textual content here, and the number of words will not be included in the charge.

Why was the war passed over in one go? Because the Yan family did not participate in the battle of Guanzhou Army to destroy Beirong, I couldn’t write the main character, so I omitted it~ Preparation before the war was written before, and the preparation work was quite sufficient. There is also the place after the war, which Zhai Zhai feels needs to be detailed. In the writing part, all plots serve the protagonist! So, let’s just deal with it, hehe~! I don’t like to be serious to the end. Laughter and tears are what I pursue. To put it bluntly, I just like your little appearance of crying and having fun~ If you tease us, the otaku will be very happy~) (End of this chapter) )