Kill kill kill kill kill kill.

The spear stabbed out fiercely, the sword struck sharply, and the arrows whizzed past.

"Pfft!"

"ah!"

"die!"

The blood flowers are blooming, looking extremely delicate and beautiful, but each one represents death.

When all resistance disappeared, all that remained were begging for mercy and screams.

"grown ups?"

"Leave no one behind!"

"Pfft!"

Then there was the sound of objects falling to the ground, and the voice of resentment quickly disappeared.

When everything was settled, the small tribe fell into silence, with only the sound of wind remaining.

…

Two hours ago, Guo Hao led his team to prepare for battle.

Looking at the hesitant eyes of his young men, Guo Hao said to them solemnly.

"Gentlemen, whether our Beifeng Village can survive or not depends once again on success or failure."

The young men were at a loss; they knew the purpose of their trip.

But they only felt that the burden on their bodies was so heavy that they could hardly breathe, and some even began to tremble all over.

The morale of the troops also fluctuated, 70, 68, 72...

Even though they had all hunted before and seen blood, this was their first time doing such a thing as robbery. Not everyone had the courage. Guo Hao saw clearly that some even seemed to be shrinking back.

Guo Hao raised the crescent halberd in his hand and pointed it straight ahead. His originally stern expression was probably filled with a bit of sadness at this moment.

"The barbarians have been plundering me for a long time, and everyone has suffered greatly from it. Now the opportunity for revenge is right in front of us. How can I, a good man, not dare to fight with a sharp knife in hand?"

The originally depressing atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and painful memories could not help but appear in the minds of those present. They were all victims of barbarian robbery. They thought of their relatives and friends who were brutally killed, and of the food that was robbed.

money.

Every autumn and winter, small groups of Qiang and Hu people from the north of Wuwei would always go south to plunder. They could not defeat the officers and soldiers, nor could they defeat the larger villages.

For their survival, they can only target the weak villages, and the victims will always be the lower-level villages.

Year after year, day after day, the border villages have been oppressed for too long.

What's more, they will treat Han people as two-legged sheep.

They kept women and children as food reserves for the winter, and the old and middle-aged men were either killed or enslaved to death.

The land near the Great Wall is filled with the resentful souls of the Han people, and every family in the frontier can be said to have a blood feud.

The imperial court was corrupt and incompetent, and Liangzhou was harmed by the Qiang people and the Southern Huns. Thinking of this, the soldiers were even more indignant.

There is no lingering worry in everyone's heart, only hatred and anger are left.

Seeing the anger in everyone's eyes, as if they were thunderous, Guo Hao spoke again.

"The great ambition is to eat the meat of Huns and drink the blood of Huns. Now the opportunity is right in front of you. Are you willing to fight the enemy?"

Countless blood burned in my heart, and the bravery originating from the bones of the Han Dynasty was inspired.

The people of Liangzhou are fierce and fierce, and there is a blood feud. How can everyone back down?

The next second, all the soldiers below drew their weapons and shouted, "Kill Hu! Kill Hu!"

"Anyone who offends my strong man will be punished no matter how far away he is!"

[The effect of your speech is excellent, the morale of the troops begins to rise, the commander is 1, and the intelligence is 1.]

"Ding! The morale of your army has reached its peak of 100, and the attributes of your troops are 10%."

"Congratulations, you have unlocked the achievement "Morale is like a rainbow"!"

Guo Hao ignored the system message, got on his horse, pulled the reins of the horse in his hand, and the horse stood upright.

Guo Hao held up the crescent halberd in his hand and pointed forward.

"The sky is a witness, and the thick soil is a mirror. Today, I, Guo Pengju, will live and die with you all. Are you willing to die?!"

"I am willing to die with you!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

There was a roaring sound, and seventy-three people, including Guo Hao, rode their horses and turned into a torrent, sweeping towards the small tribe.

Seventy war horses charged together, the sound of horse hooves roared, and the Qiang tribe had already reacted. As nomadic people, no one is more familiar with horses than them.

"Dong dong dong"

A cavalry charge already has a devastating momentum and sound, let alone when the night is quiet.

The sound of the hooves of more than seventy horses was like rapid war drums, gradually seeming to merge into a dull sound like thunder.

The thunderous sound of horse hooves completely panicked the Qiang tribe, and also made the Qiang people realize that the intruder was evil.

"Enemies! There are enemies!"

"Hide! Hide quickly!"

The sudden noise caused confusion among the men, women, and children of this tribe.

"Three rounds of archery! Abandon the bow and hold the weapon, charge from east to west, and charge repeatedly, leaving no chicken or dog behind!" Guo Hao ordered loudly.

Although he could not gather 73 long weapons, he had just gathered 73 sets of bows and arrows. Even if some hunting bows were mixed in, it would not be harmful.

Three rounds of arrow rain rained down on the tribe, causing the originally chaotic tribe to completely collapse. Screams, screams, and shouts merged into one.

The sparse Qiang people began to fight back, but Guo Hao and others galloped close to the tribe.

"Which tribe are you from? How dare you come to invade our Huodang Qiang!"

Several Qiang people rode up to meet them. Guo Hao clenched the crescent halberd in his hand without saying a word. They were about to start killing, and words had lost their meaning. Only blood and killing were the complete answer.

Guo Hao took the lead and rushed into the enemy camp. Seeing that he was in close combat with several Qiang people, he immediately shouted loudly.

"die!"

With a full swing, Crescent Moon appeared in the air, killing the surrounding Qiang people in an instant. The body that was split into two slipped from the mount, and blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing on Guo Hao's face like a bloodthirsty Shura.

.

"mighty!"

The bloody scene liberated everyone's nightmares, and when the killing started, no one could stay awake.

Everyone has become a ruthless executioner. No matter whether it is a man or a woman in front of him, whether he has a weapon or not, it doesn't matter at this moment.

The anger of being oppressed and bullied for a long time burst out, and the smell of blood rose into the sky.

In the eyes of the corrupt court, the nominal submission of foreigners, and petty robberies and quarrels are nothing more than minor frictions. They are nothing, after all, they are all for survival.

History books will only lightly mention that foreigners surrendered, and occasionally those who refused to surrender invaded the border.

But no one cares about the plundering and death that continues behind the scenes.

Even the people on the border have become accustomed to it. Just hide and stay alive.

But suffering will only be engraved in the soul, and no one will forget it. They will appear in dreams in the dead of night, causing the living people to suffer.

Just like Lu Bu, Dong Zhuo was so cruel and stupid, but there were always people following him. Why?

The reason for this is naturally their kindness in saving them from death.

Even if Lu Bu is reduced to a slave with three surnames in the world, and even if Dong Zhuo becomes a demon king in the world, there are always warriors from Bingzhou and Liangzhou following him.
Chapter completed!