The Beirong prisoners were very tough.
Even when hit by solid snowballs and stones, he remained silent and even looked back fiercely.
He grinned cruelly and uttered a series of unintelligible 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 both 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.
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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 said 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 and avenge your sister-in-law and my tragic death of my daughter!" 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 the messy hair that covered his face.
If we had knives or not, we would hit them with stones, pounce on them and bite them with our teeth as if to kill, bite our noses, bite our ears, bite out our throats...
"Ah——" The woman was startled by the temperature, and then screamed like crazy.
Mr. Tian and Yan Huaiwen met together.
Some people listen to what we say, and some people care about what we say.
"Don't take your knife! Return it to you later!"
Who is the lamb to be slaughtered today?
I walked towards a small circle of sheep.
The people who came here today were just the Huju people.
Why is Xiao Zhan mentioned in one sentence? Because the Yan family was involved in the battle of the Guanzhou Army to exterminate the Yangwa. It only mentions the protagonist, so I omitted it. I didn’t write about the post-war preparations. The preparation work was quite sufficient, except before the war.
, is the part that Zhai Zhai feels needs to be written in detail. All plots serve the protagonist! So, let’s deal with it like that, hehe~! Zhai Zhai also hates seriousness to the end. No laughter or tears is your pursuit. To put it bluntly, you are not disgusted.
They look like they are crying and having fun at one time~ teasing them, the geeks will be very slow and happy~)
There was a feeling of indifference in his eyes.
Warm blood sprayed under my face.
The tightly bound sheep were able to resist, and only one of them survived.
I was hacking at random with the long knife, knowing that I had cut many times under the body of the sheep.
Did Luo Qi and Luo Ba pass the butcher slowly?
Are there any of these fancy things, one for each knife, one for each knife.
This moment is the end of the real public anger.
Seeing that her arrogant and younger brother was in embarrassment, the woman raised her head in disappointment and said in a slightly audible voice: "His sister-in-law bit off her tongue to protect her reputation. His poor nephew... was...
Those who were beaten to death, I didn’t keep that life just so that I could one day avenge you. Our Guanzhou Army came and won. I thought I had finally waited. I thought that those beasts could actually be killed. I was
I know so little, but I just want this beast to die, so I will sacrifice my life to them, one life for another... Brother Goudan, are you lucky?"
The most brutal killers were Jian Tou and the woman surnamed Li Jian Tou, a Guanzhou native who was abducted by Yang Wa.
Luo Qi and Luo Ba were brothers as expected. The blade of the knife cut across their throats cleanly and neatly.
Even if it's just a vague shadow, I can still recognize that cruel beast.
When a Guanzhou man stood up, hundreds of thousands of Guanzhou people were set on fire.
Fuck me!
"Death! Die! Let him die! Die!"
Will the body be tamed if pleasure is applied to it?
Everyone's eyes turned red when they saw the blood.
Feng Ming and Feng Ming ran away immediately, rummaging through their clothes as they ran.
(For the sake of being able to be seen by relatives on various platforms, I will refrain from typing a few words in the text. The number of words is calculated based on the fee.
As soon as the killings were over, the border troops of Beirong Longxing were inexplicably said to be bad, and the villagers from other places swarmed down.
Raise the knife and chop.
Wang Goudan said that he wanted to take action on behalf of the younger brother of the Li family, so he solemnly handed his long knife to him.
"Thank you brothers!"
"Brother Li, you're still alive!" Fan Yingjun whispered in surprise. "Sister-in-law and nephew..." I said that I was going up, but I hadn't guessed what happened to these seven people.
The troops on the border pushed back step by step, like merciless killing machines.
For several days and nights, the figure of my enemy has been deeply engraved in my heart.
The woman took it and couldn't hold it firmly for a moment, so she used all her strength to hold it behind her.
When the long knife was raised, the skinny woman's face was filled with tears. The tears blurred my vision, but I raised the knife and struck with determination.
Can I, the sheep, wipe away the bloody nature of the people of Guanzhou?
The crowd was so crowded that the border troops in the two cities vaguely heard that no one was shouting our names, but when they looked, they were so crowded.
While it is convenient for the border troops to take advantage of it, you must also protect the villagers who are red-blooded from killing themselves.
The border troops of Beirong and Longxing suddenly found that they had lost their swords at any time, and if they had lost them, they quickly covered them tightly, but they could not resist the people around them grabbing them.
Hatred is gunpowder, and being wrapped in iron sheets is for collection, but for even worse explosions!
The butcher Guan killed a young sheep with a knife, piercing the neck.
You can tell at a glance.
Mr. Xue Qi knew when he led his brothers around to the front.
Yan Yu had short legs and came over faster.
Ma Tou said that the chaos just now was just the appetizer.
I know some strong man took the long knife from the hand of the woman named Li who was stunned before taking revenge. He shouted to encourage himself, and with one knife, he was tied up tightly, and then he circled around and surrounded the person who was unable to escape.
A sheep kid was stabbed to death.
Many people from Licheng were stranded in Huju City.
The people of Guanzhou have been plagued by sheep babies for a long time.
It's about using less force, and every cut will do the right damage.
My voice was hoarse, and I couldn't even describe myself as embarrassed.
I looked at the person next to me.
The farther away I went, the slower I walked. When I reached the front, I was almost running with the knife in my hand. The scabbard had already fallen into the snow, but I knew it.
In front of us, there are government servants standing in a row.
"They can be killed. Those sheep babies are going to be taken to the capital..."
No one looked at the sky, no one looked at the ground, no one was looking at me.
It was inevitable that he would injure the captive sheep kid next to him, and he started to murmur.
Wang Goudan’s front molars clenched loudly.
I and a group of tiger troops on the border were completely like crazy people, especially the eyes were full of deep hatred.
Wang Goudan understood that the brothers were willing to comply, but they all pretended to be deaf and blind.
Being low is a disadvantage because you need to take fewer steps than others.
The mission of the militia is to put up a visible line of defense.
If you are enslaved for a long time, will you forget your hatred?
Dry!
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A kick was placed under the thigh. The moment the person knelt down, the short knife was unsheathed and inserted halfway into the neck.
"They, what are they doing?"
"Wang Goudan, is he borrowing money from me?" The woman surnamed Li seemed to be tired even after not talking much, panting slowly.
It’s hard! It’s hard for Xiaojia!
Yan Yu asked Feng Ming what those sheep boys said. You touched the short knife hidden under your body and said slowly to Fan Ying and the other two: "Turn over your clothes and find a place to stand farther away."
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