This general of Ana killed many Liang Jun along the way and rushed straight in front of Nangong Feiran. However, he only saw a flash of silver light in front of his eyes, and then he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He muttered something in his throat, but what?
He didn't say it out loud, because from this man's eyes, he saw anger and hatred, but he was unwilling to die at the hands of the other party so easily...
"How could there be such a fast technique..." This was his dying doubt, but Nangong Feiran didn't give him any chance or any explanation, and rushed into the village with all his soldiers.
Ana's soldiers were stunned when they saw that their general was dead, especially Nangong Feiran's tactics. However, when they saw the black Liang Jun rushing down from the hill, they immediately began to flee.
After a few charges, Liang Jun had already gained the upper hand, and Ana's soldiers had lost hope of breaking out.
After capturing Ana's soldiers, Nangong Feiran found that there was no trace of Yuchi Pingting around him, and he suddenly felt flustered. But when he saw the two figures on the hill, he immediately recovered from his flustered mood, and his heart rose.
There was a burst of joy.
I thought that on the hill, behind Yuchi Pingting, there was a person with his hands tied, and that person, Ling Feng had already called out his name, was none other than Anazirle.
It turned out that when the soldiers started to attack, Yuchi Pingting had already relied on her superior light skills to approach the tent surrounded by Ana's soldiers. When Nangong Feiran's cavalry attacked, and those soldiers had to resist, Yuchi
Pingting noticed a fat, middle-aged man sneaking out of the tent in an attempt to escape.
Yuchi Pingting just took a look and knew that this person's clothes did not fit, and that this person was probably protected by those Ana's soldiers, so she did not hesitate to kick away several guards around him, and then put him there
Captured alive.
But the massacre in the village is still going on.
Yuchi Pingting noticed that Daliang's soldiers had begun to massacre the people in the village. She could understand that they had witnessed the tragic slaughter of their compatriots by the brutal prairie wolves, but she was extremely angry in her heart. To retaliate, what they did
How is it different from those prairie wolves?
Yuchi Pingting galloped into the village, kicked Anazirle to the ground, and then went to stop the atrocities of the Daliang soldiers.
Yuchi Pingting saw a soldier slashing at a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a knife. Yuchi Pingting flew past on horseback and kicked the Liang soldier in the vest, causing the soldier to stumble and fall.
Yuchi Pingting shouted at the boy: "Run! Run!" She knew that these Liang soldiers were already jealous.
But the boy didn't move, as if he was petrified.
When Yuchi Pingting saw the two Liang soldiers raising their knives to chop at the boy again, she felt extremely anxious. She quickly turned her horse and ran towards the boy. When she passed the boy, she grabbed the boy's collar and threw him over.
The army's sword is empty.
Yuchi Pingting knew that now was not the time to reason with these Liang Jun. They had seen how those prairie wolves dealt with a four or five-year-old child in Daliang, so they would never show mercy to this boy.
But she is not a soldier, and she does not want to continue these deep hatreds. She only wants to do one thing at this time, which is to protect these villagers and do her best to protect these innocent people who have been harmed by the war. And right now, she wants to
It is this boy who is being protected.
Yuchi Pingting jumped off the horse, stood in front of the boy, protected the boy behind him, and faced Liang Jun who was rushing towards him.
"That's enough!" Yuchi Pingting shouted. Although Liang Jun was furious, they still took Yuchi Pingting's identity into consideration, but there was suddenly a hint of fear in his eyes that were filled with regret and hatred.
Before Yuchi Pingting could react, she felt a stinging pain on her shoulder. Yuchi Pingting turned her head in confusion, only to see that a dagger in the boy's hand had stabbed into her shoulder, and blood was dripping from it.
It fell to the ground, forming a shocking red blood flower.
Yuchi Pingting felt a pain in her heart. It was not the pain coming from the injury on her shoulder, but the inexplicable pain in her heart. Why, why exactly? He was just a child, and she was just protecting him. Why did he want to
A killer?
When Nangong Feiran saw this scene, he rushed over desperately and kicked the boy to the ground. The cold light in his eyes frightened the child, but he stared at Nangong Feiran without fear, with a
Not afraid of death.
Nangong Feiran gradually raised the long sword in his hand, and was about to drop it when his arm was heavily blocked. It was Yuchi Pingting.
Yuchi Pingting looked at Nangong Feiran with a wry smile, shook her head slowly, and said, "Let these poor people go..."
Nangong Feiran didn't speak, but the eyes he looked at Yuchi Pingting seemed to say: Haven't you seen? These are these wolf-hearted guys, you are saving them, but they are killing you.
Yuchi Pingting murmured: "This is not the way to solve the problem. Hatred cannot be resolved with hatred."
Nangong Feiran sighed deeply and said: "I promised you that I would not kill innocent people, but I will never let go of anyone who has ill intentions towards you!"
Yuchi Pingting felt helpless in her heart. She still didn't understand the war. She thought that the past five years had hardened her heart enough, but she didn't expect that a strange boy on the battlefield could easily touch the deepest part of her heart.
In terms of softness, she is not a vicious woman after all.
"He's just a child... He's just scared..." Yuchi Pingting said lightly.
Nangong Feiran looked into Yuchi Pingting's eyes and knew that she hoped that she would forgive the child and let him live. Nangong Feiran sighed and said softly: "I won't kill him. Let me bandage your wound first."
He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and pressed it on Yuchi Pingting's wound.
Yuchi Pingting looked at the boy again. Although he had been restrained, the anger on his face was still there. His blood-red eyes were wide open. He looked at Nangong Feiran and Yuchi Pingting and shouted: "You bandits, kill my people."
, I will never let you go even if I die."
Yuchi Pingting felt very helpless. She knew that war was cruel, but when she was in it, she still couldn't understand it.
Nangong Feiran waved his hand and ordered the massacre to stop, gathering all the prisoners in the center of the village to await their release.
Nangong Feiran simply helped Yuchi Pingting bandage the wound. Fortunately, it only hurt the skin and flesh, not the muscles and bones, but Nangong Feiran was extremely distressed and blamed himself.
Nangong Feiran gently held Yuchi Pingting in his arms and whispered softly in her ear: "I would rather it be myself who gets hurt. I am really willing to bear all the pain for you." Nangong Feiran put his chin against Yuchi Pingting's.
His forehead was covered with stubble ### on Yuchi Pingting’s forehead.
Yuchi Pingting smiled slightly and said, "You have died for me once, haven't you?" Then she stretched out her hands, grabbed Nangong Feiran's back, felt the strong masculine aura on his body, and said sadly:
"I'm just heartbroken..."
"Because of that boy?" Nangong Feiran asked.
Yuchi Pingting said softly, "Yeah", and then said: "War is not a matter between the rulers of two countries. The only real victims are innocent people. Even if they win, the people will still suffer.
Who..."
Nangong Feiran said nothing, but hugged Yuchi Pingting more tightly and patted her back gently.
"I want to see that boy..." Yuchi Pingting said.
Nangong Feiran hesitated for a moment, but agreed. He went with her.
The boy had been tied up. Yuchi Pingting walked up to him and reached out to touch the boy's head. The boy stubbornly turned his head away.
Yuchi Pingting looked at the boy carefully. He had clean short hair, dark skin, but his eyes were particularly bright, and his eyebrows were filled with unruly and roughness.
"Why did you want to kill me?" Yuchi Pingting asked, "I saved you."
"Bah, I don't care!" the boy said fiercely: "You Han people are all inhuman beasts. You have killed all my people. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go."
Yuchi Pingting frowned and said, "All your people are here." She pointed to the other captured villagers.
The boy said without turning his head: "They are not my tribe, and I am not Ana's tribe."
Yuchi Pingting and Nangong Feiran looked at each other, feeling a bad feeling in their hearts.
Yuchi Pingting walked up to the boy and said to him patiently: "This village is the first village we attacked. Before this, we have not massacred any village on the grassland."
The boy glanced at Yuchi Pingting with contempt, and then said: "Huh, I knew you wouldn't admit it. I saw you kill all Owen's people and set fire to the village. It's people like you who wear the same clothes.
Don’t you still admit it? Hum, it doesn’t matter, I’m not afraid of you, I can kill or scratch you as you please.” The boy looked righteous and awe-inspiring.
Nangong Feiran raised an evil smile on his lips, then walked up to the boy and said to him: "You are all my prisoners now. I can kill you at any time. Do I need to lie to you?" There was a look in his eyes.
He showed an unquestionable look, which made the boy feel a strong sense of oppression. He then said: "Do you recognize people by their clothes? Then if I wear the same clothes as you, will I become
Did it kill you?"
"But I clearly saw that it was you..." The boy's tone became a little more relaxed and doubtful, and he was no longer as sure as before. It could be seen that Nangong Feiran's words made him thoughtful.
Indeed, in the middle of the night, a pair of men wearing Han army armor broke into his village, slaughtered his tribesmen and set fire to the village. He ran out under the cover of night. I don’t know why those Han soldiers didn’t
Chasing him, he thought he clearly saw several Han soldiers who had seen him running away. He deeply remembered the clothes of those Han soldiers, and fled to the village of Ana along the way, sneaking in to find him.
They were looking for food, but before they could find anything to eat, they were surrounded by Liang Jun.