A heavy rain rushes down, rinsing the sticky plasma on the ground, and stepping over with panic, panicked figures running around. His eyes were full of corpses that had been slashed over the ground. Then, his ankle was held by a body that was not yet dead, and fell into blood. In a hurry, the servant kicked the young maid with his feet.

Wow! The water splashed, he turned to look at the other side, and the blade slashed over, the headless corpse fell back, the head rolled on the ground, and the thief holding the knife kicked the head away, and continued to chase the rest of the running figures. The whole village became chaotic, and someone was still in the house. The moment the door was opened, the butcher knife slashed on the face, and then the murderous figure rushed into the house and waved the knife wildly. When the heart-wrenching screams came out, blood splattered on the window.

The courtyard, the eaves of the corridor were covered with blood, and the bodies were spread out. Wolf riders in tattered fur coats chased the crowd. Regardless of men, women, old and young, they killed them and wielded their swords to death. Even if someone wanted to climb up the wall and jumped over to escape, they were nailed to death by a spear. Thousands of waving weapons were rushing in from the whole village, from the back and forth.

More than a thousand Heishan cavalry were originally bandits in the mountains, and they were naturally extremely skilled in killing people and robbing families. Some of the remaining 2,000 wolves cavalry were killed by killing people. They followed Gongsun Zhi from the north to the south, whether it was fighting in battle or massacre like this. The Sima family was originally a family of literati. Although there were also family generals to protect the courtyard, the guests were far from these evil people who were killed, let alone without any preparation.

When three or four thousand people rushed in, even if the village reacted, the wing room outside the central courtyard, the servants, maids, doors, and guards in the outer courtyard were almost slaughtered by the wolf cavalry and the Black Mountain cavalry.

There is no escape.

The massacre advanced to the main house of the center. More than a hundred people in the Sima family ran towards the other side, including many guards and generals, but at this time they were killed by the other party, most of whom were dead, and most of the people who dared to resist were dead. Crying sounds came from the dispersed crowd. A middle-aged woman was dragging two young figures. She was holding a seven or eight-year-old child in her arms, and pushed the boy, who was about age, to a maid in front with her other hand.

"You can take the fifth young master with you...you can run faster."

The maid subconsciously reached out to pick up the child. Behind the thick feet, water splashed, a short halberd streaked across the rain curtain, and the water droplets broke into pieces when the halberd body was dragged out, and a trace of vacuum was drawn. The next second, there was a puff, and the sound of blood and flesh torn apart. The maid reached out and stopped. Time seemed to slow down, and the child slowly tore it in half in her sight.

When blood splattered on her face, she screamed in horror.

The burly giant man as strong as a mountain walked to her with an iron halberd, looked at the broken corpse on the ground, reached out and grabbed the child's bun, lifted his upper body in his hand, poked his backhand, penetrated the screaming woman from her mouth, pulled out her body, and continued to walk in the pouring rain, and the dark wolf riders spread across it.

In the sudden heavy rain, less than a hundred people who escaped here by chance, the crying of the children and the moans of the wounded, were in chaos. Sima Fang did not retreat and distributed the guards to protect the four corners of the house and the main hall gate. At this time, he saw the middle-aged woman coming with her fourth son Sima Kui, and looked at the rear again, and he probably understood.

"Father……"

"Stop talking."

"Fifth brother..."

"I told you to stop talking," Sima Lang turned his head and yelled, his eyes turned red, "Today, my Sima family suddenly suffered a disaster. How could we cry like a woman! I drove the thief away first, and then avenge the great revenge!"

Although he was sad, his majesty was still there. He was eight sons. Except for the eldest son who was twenty-one years old, the rest were all young. Some of them came over to him, and some had not come over yet. Obviously, something unexpected happened. He wanted to blame the thieves: "Why did we kill the whole family of Sima family... We did something wrong..."

In the field of vision, the thieves surrounded this place with a mess. The guards at the four corners of the main hall fought desperately, but there were few people. After a while, the bodies were piled up under the eaves. In the rain, when the bandits at the main hall were retreating, the tall figure soaked all over came over, and a more burly and huge figure beside the other party stepped forward, threw something out of his hand and threw it toward this side.

A drop of blood splattered on his face from the air. Sima anti-wipes it, and a blood mark on his fingertips. With a bang, half of the young corpse fell to his feet. It was his fifth son Sima Xun.

"Ah" Sima Lang stumbled and ran to pick up the corpse on the ground and cried. Then he grabbed the sword at his feet and yelled again. He rushed towards the rain. Sima Fang next to him pulled him back, staring at the figure in the rain ahead, his lips trembling, and opened: "If this king needs money, please send someone to say it. Sima Fang delivered it with both hands, but the king did not surround the mountains and fields, but went to our mansion to kill randomly. What's the reason?"

Gongsun Zhi just stood quietly in the rain, then waved his hand. Someone around him found dry firewood piles under the eaves from the firewood. The figure in the rain slowly walked over. The young man had just raised his sword and lifted up his cloak, bringing a series of water droplets. He stumbled back with a backhand. Gongsun Zhi hung a scimitar with one hand, hugged Sima Fang's shoulder with the other, and lowered his voice.

"...If my Gongsun Zhi had not arrived here, the world would have the surname Sima in the future..." His eyes swept over the terrified people in the room, and his voice was calm and low: "...The people in this room would also be able to ascend to heaven because of one person... But I'm here to kill people... There is no reason."

Sima Fang pursed his lips and looked fierce: "What the hell are you going to say!"

“…just clear the obstacles.”

Gongsun Zhi patted his shoulder and said softly. Then he pushed the other person back into the house and fell, turned around and walked back, and raised his arms. Sima Lang, not far away, hurried in to help his father, his fingers hooked. Under the eaves, everyone lit torches and threw them onto the pile of firewood.

The crackling flames gradually led to the fire, and it started to burn violently in a few breaths. The servants of the Sima family in the house smelled thick smoke and screamed in panic and wanted to run out of the house. However, the door of the room was closed with a bang, and the lit firewood pile was led here, blocking the way.

"Let us out...ahem..."

"...We have done nothing, please let us go!"

The violent fire burned the eaves, doors and windows, and the thick smoke in the house choked out the dense coughing sounds of people. Amid the heart-wrenching screams, someone rushed out of the flames, and the silk all over his body ran into the rain with the fire, and was nailed to the ground by someone in a blink of an eye.

"Evil Thieves"

Sima Fang arrived at the door, and his body was covered in fire, his voice was loud and roaring from the fire: "I don't know if you were entrusted by someone to kill my husband's family... Your excuse makes people laugh, I tell you! The Sima family will not be cut off."

The eaves collapsed, burying the sound.

...

In the rain, Gongsun Zhi turned around and walked out with great strides.

Sima Lang, Sima Kui, Sima Xun, Sima Jin, Sima Tong... walked to the threshold of the outer courtyard and stopped suddenly, "His son is not dead yet, only five..."

In front of the rain curtain, the sound of the shaft of the carriage running through the accumulated water was looking over.

...

The ox cart was walking slowly, and the woman in the carriage was holding a sleepy boy and talking to the older child next to her. Her tone was a little regretful: "...The weather is still fine today, but it was raining. My mother wanted to take you two brothers out for a walk."

"It's okay, God is not doing good today, there will always be a next time." Sima Yi's tender face was full of meditation.

While speaking, the coachman suddenly screamed outside the car. The woman quickly picked up the curtain and looked over, and faced the door with a line of sight. Her pupils suddenly shrank and she shouted: "Change the direction quickly."

The driver was also fierce. While pulling the reins, he took out the dagger from his calf and stuck it on the cow's buttocks. The old cow mooed and ran away with a long, painful blow. The shaft of the car turned wildly and ran away with a clanging sound.

In the courtyard gate, Gongsun Zhi waved his hand, and figures surged out of the horses on his back, and shouted and chased after him.

Bang

Bang bang bang

The ox cart ran onto the official road and headed towards the market. Because it was raining heavily, the villagers who were going to the market had dispersed. Only the vendors or old farmers who were cleaning up the stalls were about to leave. In the distance, the ox cart frantically ran through potholes and accumulated water, bumping and bumping, and the carriage was also shaking. The rumbling ox carts overturned the stalls that were doing small business, and all kinds of wooden racks, merchants, and food left behind dozens of meters long mess.

"It seems to be the Sima family's ox cart..."

“My stuff

"...Let's go! Go to Sima's house to compensate..."

When the hawkers and old farmers were indignant towards the ox cart, the rumbling sound of horse hooves exploded in the rear. When everyone dodged left and right again, they made savage sounds and rushed forward in front of them, scaring them to death.

Step on

Behind the running ox cart, dozens of fast horses were chasing up with iron hooves. The distance was getting closer and closer. The woman retracted from outside the curtain and urged the driver anxiously. Then she comforted the two children and pressed one hand on her slightly raised belly, "Don't be afraid... Yi'er, don't be afraid, Daddy is fine, he will come to save us."

Sima Fu cried in her arms, trembling in fear. Sima Yi next to her was calm, but his little body was still trembling slightly.

The car caught up with it, and the driver was so scared that he kept looking behind him. At one moment, he subconsciously retracted his neck, and a blade brushed his nose and rushed over. The enemy who had cut off the knife would then go ahead and intercepted him. The driver looked at the field and pulled the reins and drove away from the road. However, at a huge speed, the shaft of the car hit the road, and the entire carriage was thrown high, then fell down. The axle broke with a snap, and a wheel left and rolled aside. The carriage was tilted and continued to be pulled forward by the old cow.

The cavalry caught up with him, and Zhao Zhao slashed the running cow's neck with a knife. A scream of pain came. The cow's hooves suddenly softened and pounced on the ground. While the huge body rolled on the ground, the semi-sloping carriage also leaned even more at this moment. Then... completely overturned, the wooden frame, the wheels, and the debris on it were flying and thrown out. The old cow, who was not dead, struggled with its hooves and tried to get up.

In the carriage, the woman's head was covered in blood. She saw horse hooves wandering through the cracks of the overturned carriage. She looked at Sima Fu who was fainting and Sima Yi who was also bleeding. She felt a little nervous and grabbed a broken wooden strip next to her: "Yi'er..."

The next moment, it suddenly penetrated the child's abdomen.

Then, holding Sima Fu in his arms, he got out of the carriage and ran wildly on the field. Several knights wandering laughed and chased after him.

Under the rain, a war horse came to the overturned carriage and stopped. Hua Xiong got off the war horse and looked in. His young body was pierced by a sharp broken wood and he did not move.

He stood up and looked at the gray field. The running woman was chased by the cavalry, then chopped over to the ground, dragging the body back to the side.

"One in the car, one holding, one in his stomach... and one." Hua Xiong looked at the woman carefully, then waved to the horse, "Enough! Go back and report!"
Chapter completed!