Jia Rong said angrily: "You fucking bastard!" After saying this, the green light of the green sword in his hand flashed, and the bandit leader's body was cut into two pieces.
His intestines mixed with blood flowed all over the floor. The bandit leader's eyes widened, and after whimpering a few times, he died.
Although these people were experienced in the battlefield, they couldn't help but feel a chill because this way of death was so bloody.
Guo Bang advised Jia Rong, who was panting heavily: "Second brother, a great revenge has been avenged, so don't be too sad."
Looking at the woman who covered her mouth tightly and looked at the bandit leader with fearful eyes, Guo Bang stepped forward and asked, "Who are you? How come you are on Hutou Mountain?"
The woman was so frightened by the bandit's cruel death that her face had lost all color. She screamed and shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"You don't have to be afraid, we are not bad people either." Guo Bang comforted softly.
The woman reacted from the fright and said tremblingly: "The little girl...the little girl was robbed...by the bandits here. The mountain...the bandit leader saw that the little girl was pretty, always, always..." before he finished speaking.
After saying that, the woman started crying.
Guo Bang comforted the woman a few more words, gave her some money, and asked her to go down the mountain to find a good family and live a good life. The woman left with a lot of gratitude.
A touch of fish belly white appeared in the east, the sky gradually turned brighter, and a ray of sunlight shone on the silver-covered mountains, emitting a dazzling white light.
The cottage in Hutou Mountain was filled with the smell of blood, and the snow on the ground stained red by blood gradually turned into dark red.
Jia Rong unceremoniously looted the plundered things from the village and set fire to the sinful village.
None of the soldiers led by Jiang Yu died. The bandits were killed with little time to resist. Only a dozen soldiers suffered some minor injuries.
A group of one hundred and ten people left Hutou Village. Looking at the rising flames behind them, Jia Rong clenched his fists and said secretly in his heart: "Xiu'er, Old Man Li, I have avenged you, have you seen it?
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Although Xiu'er's great revenge was avenged, Xiu'er's figure echoed in his mind all the time, and Xiu'er's words and deeds together with him were constantly reflected in his mind.
Jia Rong staggered back to the grove. After taking a short rest, more than a hundred people left on horseback, leaving only dense horse hoof prints on the road.
A few days later, a few brave hunters discovered that the original Hutou Mountain village had been burned to the ground. Not to mention the bandits who usually committed evil, even their bones were difficult to distinguish. This news was undoubtedly based on poverty.
The people brought some good news.
After running around for a day, the soldiers slept all night in the heavy snow and destroyed the bandit camp. The soldiers only ate some dry food they carried during the march. Jia Rong could also understand these soldiers; after this incident, Jia Rong
He also knew how loyal these soldiers were to him.
Jia Rong led the soldiers to the market closest to Lijiacun, where they had a meal and rest, preparing for the next journey.
Looking at the market in the past, Jia Rong couldn't help but think of Xiu'er. She remembered that Xiu'er had shyly bought herself a piece of cloth to make a dress in this market. She thought of Xiu'er's words when he gave her a hairpin.
Face flushed.
Visiting the old place again, he couldn't help but think of these things. Jia Rong felt a pain in his heart. Even if he took revenge, what would happen? Xiu'er still wouldn't be able to survive. His longing for Xiu'er was still undiminished.
Ever since he came to this strange world and met Xiu'er, Old Man Li and others, Jia Rong has treated them as relatives.
A group of more than a hundred people made this desolate market lively and added a lot of vitality. According to his own memory, Jia Rong took them to the largest inn in the market.
Nowadays, the economy in the Han Dynasty is in depression. Of course, there is no economy at this time. It can only be said that the life of the people is not good. The market has also become desolate. There is no longer the cries of people coming and going and the bustling pedestrians.
Even the largest inn is too big to accommodate more than a hundred people. They are all soldiers in the army and they are not so particular. Every table is packed.
Seeing a group of soldiers walking into his inn, the innkeeper's face suddenly twisted into a hemp rope. What he fears most is doing business with these soldiers. If someone is dissatisfied and the dishes are smashed, it will be a loss. If these
No matter how arrogant the soldier is, he will have no reason to say anything.
In the past, there were many soldiers and gangsters who came to eat without paying the bill, but they had no choice but to let it go. The boss secretly prayed to God, hoping that these people who came would pay the bill, otherwise the small shop that worked hard to maintain would go bankrupt.
The soldiers who had just come in were even more untouchable. The innkeeper had developed a pair of "smart eyes." The blood stains on these soldiers did not escape the innkeeper's eyes, and the innkeeper hurriedly greeted them with a smile on his face.
Jia Rong said to the innkeeper: "Tie up our horses and don't forget to feed them. We will be on our way soon."
Looking at the small shop in front of him, Jia Rong seemed to remember something and said to Jiang Yu: "Send a few people to help."
The innkeeper did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly asked the waiter to take the soldiers sent by Jiang Yu to help tie the horses.
From their words, the innkeeper could naturally tell that Jia Rong was the leader of these soldiers. He looked at Jia Rong with a smile on his face and said, "General, what do you need to eat?"
Jia Rong waved his hand and said, "Bring me all the delicious food and drink you have here."
After speaking, he said loudly to the soldiers who were already seated: "Eat hard, I'm treating you today!"
The soldiers screamed and ate the army's dry rations for several days, and the birds had long since faded from their mouths.
Seeing the bitter look on the innkeeper's face, Jia Rong couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Boss, is there any difficulty?"
The boss said: "My inn can't afford to entertain so many distinguished guests at one time. If I ask nearby inns for help, I need to pay them."
Jia Rong nodded understandingly, didn't he just want money? After turning such a big corner, he immediately took out ten gold coins from his pocket and threw it on the table, and said to the innkeeper: "Is it enough?"
The innkeeper nodded and said: "That's enough, that's enough."
After telling Jia Rong to wait a moment, the innkeeper left with a satisfied smile on his face.
Jia Rong did not forget that there were more than a dozen injured soldiers in his team. He took out some money and asked two soldiers to go to the drug store to buy some medicine for the wounds to prevent the wounds from getting worse.
In fact, the injuries of these soldiers were minor injuries. In any case, they were injured because of themselves, so they naturally had to express their feelings.
Guo Bang said to Jia Rong: "You are really extravagant. One meal only costs ten gold. For an inn like this, not to mention one meal, even ten meals are enough."
Jia Rong scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't have much idea about money. Don't we have it now?"
Guo Bang was dissatisfied and punched Jia Rong twice.
Money can make people go around, and the stimulation of money makes the innkeeper work very efficiently. He uses all means to get all the meals served quickly. The only drawback is that there is too little wine. For such a small market,
It's also impossible to have too much wine.
After eating, Jia Rong and his party left the market and headed towards Hechi County.
When passing by Lijia Village, Jia Rong couldn't help but dismounted and walked in.
Thinking of the past, Jia Rong couldn't help but feel sad again, and shed two lines of tears. He didn't know whether it was the nostalgia for the deceased or the helplessness of reality.
Suddenly, Jia Rong blamed himself for being too incompetent, why he didn't have the strength to protect his beloved woman, and was he still a man?
At this moment, Jia Rong had an incomparable desire for power and strength. With power and strength, he can protect every relative around him and his brothers so that they will no longer be harmed.
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"Power, strength" Jia Rong kept repeating these two words in his heart, and the seeds of establishing his own power that he thought about that night sprouted.
Jia Rong's right hand tightly grasped the green sword at his waist, and he suddenly pulled the sword out of its sheath. He saw a flash of green light flashing across. Jia Rong's sword pointed at the sky. In anger, he looked up to the sky and roared with great pride: "The sword is pointing at the point where it is pointed."
, who can compete with me!"
After saying that, Jia Rong also realized that his behavior just now was too abrupt, but the words he just said were based on what he was thinking.
Looking at the shocking adverbials uttered by the lonely figure not far away, Guo Bang's blood boiled for a while. As a military general, his passion was to fight on the battlefield, and Jia Rong once again showed everyone that he was a passionate man.
Guo Bang walked up to Jia Rong, held Jia Rong's left hand tightly and said, "Second brother, eldest brother will always support you!"
Jia Rong's heart was touched. He turned his head to look at Guo Bang and tightly held Guo Bang's hand.
Seeing Jia Rong's sword pointing at the sky, and hearing Jia Rong shouting "Where the sword points, who can compete with me?", Jiang Yu took the lead and shouted loudly: "Follow the general to the death!" Jiang Yu has always been Jia Rong's loyal follower.
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One hundred and seven soldiers followed and shouted: "Follow the general to the death!"
"Follow the general to the death!" The voice echoed over and over again in the world.
Looking at the soldiers behind him, Jia Rong was moved. This must be the most loyal soldier to him.
The deceased has passed away. What I have to do is to keep working hard and work hard. There are still many things waiting for me. The love for Xiuer is hidden in the deepest part of Jia Rong's heart. After thinking about this,
Jia Rong's eyesight became much clearer.
Jia Rong counted the money he got from killing the bandits, and found that there were more than 1.2 million yuan in total, which would be more than 120 taels if converted into gold.
Not letting everyone's help go in vain, Jia Rong gave each soldier 10,000 yuan, and the injured soldier was given an extra 1,000 yuan as compensation.
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