When people are extremely angry, they will lose control.

When people are extremely desperate, they will do things that they don’t usually have.

When people are extremely bullied, they will become like ghosts.

But the woman in front of her was like this. She bit the neck of this bully-like person, then pulled it hard, and actually pulled out the man's throat with her teeth. It was steaming, and it looked particularly dazzling in such weather.

But the man grabbed the ground with both hands. Although the ground was covered with ice and snow, he still grabbed the handprints, which showed that it really hurt.

Then when the man died slowly, the woman stood up again, took the knife and came to the sergeant. She looked at him with despair and fear, and actually laughed as if she had encountered something good.

Then he slashed the other party's neck with one knife, causing his blood to squirt, and then fainted.

However, this woman had no intention of giving up. She used the knife in her hand as a kind of knife for chopping meat, slowly getting smaller and smaller, and felt like she was chopping it into a paste.

And blood was sprayed everywhere, and there were a lot of women on their bodies and faces.

Then she knelt there and gasped, then lay on the ground and started crying.

Because the people in this damn village, their fiancé, grandparents, father and mother, and two younger brothers, were all killed, and several of their good sisters were ruined by him and his subordinates, as if they were regarded as a kind of life.

She herself was later presented to the sergeant by him, as if she had been treated as a gift.

Sometimes people feel countless heartache, but they can’t get rid of their own ideas.

If you haven't experienced such a thing, don't let others say anything, but make sense. Generally, you have to be careful of people who say this. Such people are very terrible.

After a while, the woman slowly stood up, walked to Ye Tan and knelt down and said, "Thank you, my grandmother, I will definitely obey everything about you in the future."

Ye Tan waved her hand and told her to leave without saying a word.

After the fragrance disappeared immediately, Ye Tan found that there were still many people who had not come out, so he said to Murong Shun, "Let's go, since they don't need it, I don't care."

Murong Shun glanced at the other party and thought that this person was quite interesting. The other party and he had done so many things, but they didn't even leave. He knew that there were almost hundreds of people hiding there and unwilling to come out. But if Ye Tan kept asking, these people might come out. If they came out, they might be able to survive, but he didn't, which was very interesting.

However, at this time, he was not worried about this, and waved his hand and said, "retreat."

These people all walked back, as if they were worried about something.

There are many people, tens of thousands of people, but there are five thousand people who block back and forth. That is to say, if there is a war, there are not many people who can fight in the true sense. These people are different from those in the Central Plains. People in the Central Plains will pay attention to placing troops and setting up formations. This is a habit. However, people here like to do another thing, that is, fighting with the wind. When they have the benefits and ability, they will move roughly, but if they don’t work, they will run away.

As soon as these people left here, they heard the heavy sound of horse hooves. Unexpectedly, the Second Prince's men came.

And just when these people arrived here, they saw dead bodies all over the ground. The leader was an old man. The old man was a big fat man. Sitting on a very nice horse, looking at everything on the ground, it seemed like he was crazy.

He received the notice, but he didn't expect to be one step late.

These people on the ground are all his men, how can he not feel sorry for him?

Then I saw the huge incense stick, and it was finally burned.

And at this moment, the whip in the old man's hand whipped in the air, making the sound of Balabala.

"I have seen the elder, Chi Erman is dead."

A scout-like man brought out about a hundred people from the tent, but they were not the grandson of the old man. Soon, someone found Chi Erman's body from a pile of corpses behind and slowly carried it over.

The reason why the old man sent his grandson over was because this matter was very easy and there was another benefit. Such things were naturally left to his children. But unexpectedly, this time he miscalculated and his grandson died.

"Where is Ye Xiong?" The whip in the old man seemed to stop moving, but the people around him dared not say anything more, so he could only lower his head and said, "Elder, Ye Xiong is dead, he was hit in the chest and his sternum was broken."

"Hmph, I asked him to protect Chi Erman. Did he dare to die? He demoted their families to slaves when he returned."

"yes."

In the past, the identity of people on the grasslands was not related to you, unless you were a nobleman, the people in your family had nothing to do with you.

"Elder, there are more than a hundred people here, and they have not escaped." The scout before said, but unfortunately, this sentence doesn't seem like a good thing.

"Okay, these servants from Central Plains dare to kill my grandson, and they all pulled them out."

As soon as the old man finished his words, all these people came out, but their courage had long been scared and could only kneel on the ground. Although the ground was very cold, he no longer cared about it and shouted directly, "Give up your life, let's go, we don't know anything, we don't know anything."

With the old man's hand waved, the warriors drew their swords directly, beheading all the people who were unwilling to leave before, and blood flowed all over the ground. However, it quickly cooled down. This has to be said to be a skill.

"Come on, chase me. We must keep all these people for me and avenge my grandson."

The old man will not say anything about family, country and world. No one cares about this thing. They care about when there is food, when there is a big meal, etc. As for others, you are thinking too much.

However, although I was a little anxious, the other party still sent someone to see it.

After a while, he said, "Elder, they don't know how many people there are, but some people have stepped on the road so they can walk two or one horse."

"Oh? Did they come too many people?" Although the old man was angry, it did not mean he had no brains. Logically speaking, in general, in such an environment, there must be many talents, otherwise it would be impossible. The people here work is different from other places, and their work is more primitive. Once it is primitive, it is often filled with human lives.

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