Bang!
The hammer struck hard on the dog's head, and the dog let out his mouth and fell to the ground.
The Wuhuan people swore and looked down. There were two rows of teeth marks on their legs, and blood was pouring out continuously.
"The head of the family!"
At this time, the village also felt something wrong. A woman who was cooking at home came out to have a look. Her eyes rolled and almost fainted. I saw his man lying on the ground, with a heavy arrow in his back. He only wore it from his front chest, his body was covered with blood, and his clothes and land were dyed red.
The woman couldn't help but stumbled up and hugged her man, put his head in her arms and cried loudly.
"Master, wake up! How can the dog and I live without you? "
"I cooked a meal for you at home. Knowing that you are tired these days, I love you and sold you two liang of turbid wine. You should wake up."
Although the body in her arms was still warm, it was pierced by a sharp arrow, so it was impossible for the farmer to open his eyes. What the woman had done was in vain.
"Han women?"
A Wuhuan said in Wuhuan language and looked at her with greedy eyes.
When the woman heard the voice of the Wuhuan people, she stood up alertly. Her eyes of fear were just the greedy eyes of the upper Wuhuan people.
With a smile, the man of Wuhuan jumped from the horse's back and walked slowly towards the woman. Throwing his weapon on the ground, he gently untied his clothes and revealed his strong chest.
The woman's face changed greatly. She seemed to realize what was going to happen. She shook her head in despair: "don't come here, you don't come here!"
With an obscene smile on his face, Wu Huan stepped forward step by step, untied his belt, seized the woman, pushed her to the ground, and forced her up.
The woman cried and screamed, and scratched with her nails. But how could she resist the strong Wu Huan soldiers? One by one, her clothes were stripped down by Wu huanbing, revealing her smooth skin. Two lines of clear tears flowed out of the corner of her eyes.
"Ah
Seeing that the Wuhuan people were about to succeed, they did not expect that the woman was so fierce that she even opened her mouth and bit her fingers. How strong the biting force of the teeth was. The blood of Wu Huan soldiers was bitten and the sound of pain was exhaled.
"Damn Han Nu!"
Whoosh!
A heavy arrow came with a burst of air, which hit the back of the woman's head. A bunch of fresh blood splashed on Wu huanbing's face. He finally pulled his finger out of the woman's two rows of teeth. It was full of blood and saliva, which made him sweat cold.
"Hum!" It was the centurion Gaisu's servant who shot the arrow to save him. He was discontented and said, "it's a shame that Wu Huan warrior was bitten by Han slaves."
Wu Huan soldier lowered his head in shame, pulled off a piece of fur to cover the wound and turned over to mount his horse.
Gaisu servant said coldly, "kill all the Han slaves in the village, and welcome the Lord!"
"Yes
After a farce just now, although nearly baiwuhuan soldiers were thirsty for Chinese women with smooth skin and proper maintenance, they did not dare to disobey the orders of the centurion.
A group of Wu Huan soldiers rode around the village and shot an arrow when they saw the Han people escaping. More Wuhuan people jumped off their horses and walked into the village with their weapons in their hands. They searched for the Han people hiding in the villages. After finding them, they killed them with a knife and showed no mercy.
A woman hid behind the water jar, and Wu Huan Bing passed by. She quickly hid her breath. Seeing that Wu Huan Bing's steps seemed to leave, she just breathed a sigh of relief, but it attracted the attention of Wu Huan Bing.
The five big three thick Wuhuan people came over heavily, and the woman couldn't help but send out a sharp cry.
"Die, Hannah!"
Wu Huan Bing grinned and raised his saber without hesitation.
Click, the woman's scream stopped, a huge wound appeared on her neck, and her head fell down.
The cellar, the house... Countless hiding places were opened by the Wuhuan soldiers, and then the hidden women and children were dragged out, and then brutally killed. In the village still smoking smoke, there were corpses all over the place for a moment, without a trace of vitality...
"are there any living slaves in the village?" Asked gaisufu, riding on his horse.
"No more!"
Gaisu servant nodded with satisfaction: "very good. I'll take down the house and burn the fire right away. I'll take out all the food from the Han people's house. Please come here."
Dozens of Wuhuan soldiers had their own division of labor. They collected the corpses of the Han people and threw them into a small hill. Then they broke the wooden house, threw the broken boards on the ground and threw the torches on them. Before long, there was a bonfire burning straight into the sky.
The women waiting at home also picked up a ready-made meal for her husband and immediately brought it out to eat.
After a while, the ground was shaken by the sound of a horse's hooves. However, the Wuhuan people in the village didn't care. They knew it was their own army."How's it going?"
Thousands of iron horses galloped around Nanlou. Wu huanbing separated a road like a wave. Nanlou slowly rode out and asked.
"My Lord!" Gesupu rushed over and reported: "all the Han people in this village have been slaughtered. Please come in and rest."
After meeting the slave and the slave, it's hard to forget the slave's body
"Yes
The Wuhuan people are nomadic and lack of skilled personnel. Therefore, they are in great need of the craftsmen of the Han nationality. The Han women's body and appearance are far better than the Wuhuan women's, so they naturally like it very much, and the Han men can also serve as slaves.
Nanlou dismounted and dined with a group of centurions and centurions by the campfire to discuss the route of March. The next day, after waking up, they gathered troops and rushed to Ningxian county. Before leaving, they did not forget a big fire to burn the village clean.
The flaming fire burns straight into the sky, and the sky seems to turn into a red, which can be seen clearly for tens of miles.
"Zhao Tunchang, a few days ago I went to contact some old brothers of Baima Yicong. They heard that General Zhao wanted to avenge general Baima, and they all agreed to come."
"Well, that's great."
I saw more than a hundred riders walking slowly on the road, their clothes and armour were not neat, revealing the flavor of a motley army. However, although the man in the middle was wearing worn-out armour, he could not hide his earthy temperament: he was eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, red lips and white teeth, and his eyes were like stars. Holding a bright silver gun in his hand, he exuded a heroic spirit.