Chapter 553

Night fell and the winter land was cold.

A fire broke out in a decadent village, mixed with strange laughter.

The light of the fire shone on more than a dozen cavalry soldiers who walked through them and lit the houses they saw all the way.

The village was obviously deserted, or ran away or died, but although it was an empty village, they had to burn everything they could.

Set up tents outside the village, and the village with fireworks burning in the night seems to be their campfire.

When the armor was removed, the burden on the horse was pulled off, the women were burned on the fire, and the women screamed bitterly.

Two old and young people lying in the ravine beside the burning house looked confused and desperate.

All the people in the village died except those who escaped. They escaped only by hiding in the cellar and covered with the bodies of their families, and then climbed out of the cellar.

This is Kaide mansion. This is not the golden man's situation. A dozen of them are so rampant.

In the middle of the night, more than a dozen people dared to camp at a distance from kaidefu city.

Looking at the burning village and listening to the screams of the women over there, the old man burst into tears and covered the mouth of the child in his arms for fear that he might make a sound.

Where's Zhou Bing?

What about Zhou Bing who came to rescue?

He suddenly stretched out a hand behind him.

In this dark night, he appeared silently, like a ghost. The old man lost his voice, and his hand had pressed his mouth.

The sound was blocked without leakage.

"Don't be afraid, woodcutter."

A deep voice sounded in my ear.

What firewood chopper? The old man's mind was blank, and he saw that the man had fallen beside him. By the light of the fire, he could see that he was a young man with gray face and bright eyes like stars.

Holding a crossbow in one hand, he aimed at the Golden Army in the open space while talking.

What does he want?

As soon as the old man thought, he heard a buzzing sound. A heavy arrow left the string. With the sound, he saw a golden soldier who was hugging a woman and doing evil with a scream. The man rushed forward and fell on the ground and twitched twice.

The originally laughing camp suddenly became chaotic. A dozen golden soldiers jumped to grab the weapons around them, shouted and scolded, and looked around.

The old man trembled all over.

Too brave, too brave.

This sneak attack can only kill one person, and then it will disturb these golden soldiers like wolves.

The old man looked at the young man around him. He came and went freely. Once he succeeded in the attack, he could escape immediately, but he and his grandson couldn't run.

If you can't run, you can't run. At least seeing a golden soldier killed with your own eyes is enough comfort.

He is old and useless. He can't kill the enemy and it's useless to live. However, this young man must live and be able to kill the enemy and take revenge.

"You go, I'll lead them away..." the old man said with a mouthful.

The young man didn't know whether he understood it or not. He released his hand, but instead of turning and running away as the old man thought, he jumped to the golden soldiers.

He's crazy!

The old man couldn't shout out. He hugged his grandson in his arms. He was afraid and sad to cry.

The young man must have broken his family and died. He fought hard for revenge and didn't want to live.

The young man has collided with the golden soldier who found him face-to-face.

Under the light of fire around him, the crossbow machine in his hand had been replaced with a big knife.

The young man's movement was extremely fast. When he rushed to the golden soldiers, the long handle knife in one of the golden soldiers had not been waved.

With a muffled sound, the knife in the young man's hand had pierced into his heart. The golden soldier roared, and the man was thrown aside and hit another golden soldier.

Both screamed and fell.

The young man didn't chase and kill and added a knife. The man had turned around. The knife in his hand was still with the blood of the golden soldier, so he cut it accurately and lifted it behind him to split it to expose the ferocious golden soldier's neck.

The golden soldier didn't say a word, and the man had spun and fell back.

In a blink of an eye, he killed two golden soldiers at one go. The old man who quickly hid aside hardly saw it.

What a wonderful young man!

The old man's scalp was numb and almost suffocated.

Such a powerful young man, don't die.

But is that possible?

There are twelve golden soldiers, but he has only one.

With his thoughts, the young man had become entangled with the rest of the golden soldiers.

The golden soldiers also killed red eyes and shouted and scolded.

The fire jumped and the night was dark. The old man felt his ears buzzing and dazzled. He only saw one golden soldier after another fall.

Cut the head, stab the chest and cut the throat. One person is killed with one knife. If the knife does not fail, one person is worth ten people.

The old man was stunned, as were the women who had been robbed nearby, and finally even the remaining golden soldiers who survived.

Fear appeared on the faces of the two golden soldiers who had always been arrogant and ferocious.

This fear made one of his steps disordered. The knife in the young man's hand slashed his shoulder and almost hit his heart.

The golden soldier screamed louder and longer than others who died instantly with a knife.

Others tumbled on the ground, and the scream was deafening, which also broke the mind of the last golden soldier.

"Sneak attack." He shouted a Chinese sentence with a strange accent, turned and ran to the horse.

But he was still a step late. As soon as he turned around, the knife in the young man's hand flew over and stabbed into his back heart. With a scream, he jumped to the ground and twitched.

The young man then stepped forward, stepped on the golden soldier's back, pulled out the knife fiercely, and the blood splashed all over his body.

"It's so fresh. If you don't sneak attack, I'll play a trick with you at the mountain gate first." He hissed.

The fire in the village was still crackling and burning, and sometimes the sound of beam wall collapse sounded. In addition, everything was calm.

The calm was only brief, and a moment later the women who survived cried.

"Benefactor, benefactor." They cried and bowed down to the young man.

The old man hiding on the side also stumbled with the child in his arms.

But the young man didn't seem to have time to pay attention to them. He just rummaged through the dead Jin Bing. He didn't seem to find anything satisfactory and cursed.

"I'm so poor."

The old man who approached with the child heard him say this.

Poor? What is he looking for? Looking for gold, silver and jewelry?

Do you still need to care about this?

"Benefactor." The old man said in a trembling voice. Holding his grandson, he knelt down and kowtowed.

The young man got up and walked away.

"You go." He said, "I have no time and no way to escort you to a safe place."

Without waiting for the elderly and women to say anything, people have rushed into the night and disappeared in a blink as if they had come.

If it weren't for the golden soldiers lying on the ground, everyone should doubt that it was a dream.

"Who is he?" A woman cried.

Say it's officers and soldiers, but I haven't seen officers and soldiers who act alone and dare to fight twelve people.

If the officers and soldiers were so powerful, why did they fall into today's situation in Kaide mansion.

The old man vaguely thought about what the young man said in his ear when he appeared at first.

"He said he cut firewood." He murmured.

The woodcutter in the countryside can be so powerful.

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