It's midsummer, and even at night, it's unbearably hot. The chirping of cicadas and the croaking of frogs make people feel irritable.
This group of 20 or 30 people was one of the two armies that Da Qi originally exchanged for a small piece of land on the border, the "brave and good at fighting" Yisheng Army.
The Da Qi monarch's foolish move was originally intended to coordinate with the ever-victorious army and quickly form a strong new force when facing the enemy.
But in the past twenty years, the two gangs of Chang Sheng and Yi Sheng have been competing with each other, robbing homes and houses at the border, making the place a mess.
If you are not afraid of the county magistrate, you are afraid of being in charge. The nearby yamen officials have long been accustomed to being strange. In order to keep the black gauze hat on your head and your head, you can only turn a blind eye. Otherwise, go to Beijing to complain? Can you?
If you don't tell the emperor when you can't meet him, wouldn't that be a slap in the emperor's face?
A soldier covered with scars, with his upper body exposed, stood a pile of burning firewood in front of him. On two thick tree branches, there was a disemboweled wild boar. As the soldier turned the branches, the body of the wild boar was exposed.
The grease dripped onto the hot coals, making a sizzling sound.
Wild boars are naturally rough-skinned, and when cooked over fire, the meat is easy to burn and may not taste very good.
But these twenty or thirty people, after roasting for a while, couldn't bear it any longer. They used their own knives to cut off a piece of wild boar meat and ate it with wine.
There were about forty women kidnapped by this group of strongmen, ranging in age from 13 to 30. Some of them had already lost sight and were half-clothed. This group of men was extremely vicious. In order to completely cut off the thoughts of these women,
I think they have already slaughtered all their parents and relatives.
A burly man held a greasy pig's trotter in his hand, with an evil smile on his face. The twenty or thirty women shivered and moved back, fearing that they would become the victims of this beast.
"Tsk, tsk, come and eat." He looked at the haggard woman with dull eyes at his feet, and threw the piece of pig's trotter on the ground.
The woman just looked up at him and ignored him, lying on the ground motionless.
After calling a few more times, the woman remained indifferent. The man's patience gradually ran out, so he grabbed the pig's trotters covered in mud and stuffed it into the woman's face.
This piece of pig's trotter still had the warmth of charcoal fire, and the hot grease on it made the woman's face turn red. The woman kept wailing. The more this happened, the more rough the man's movements became, which angered the people around him.
Twenty or thirty soldiers laughed.
This cruel act scared all the remaining women into silence. But no one dared to really cry out, because this group of crazy strongmen had no humanity. Who knows what cruel things they will do next moment?
The man suddenly threw the lifeless woman to the ground and spat: "Damn, it's so boring. I bit my tongue and committed suicide."
Two soldiers, still not satisfied, walked into the crowd, picked through the crowd, and grabbed two crying girls to the fire.
"Dance for the military men, otherwise, you know..." The man made a gesture of wiping his neck.
The two girls were almost scared out of their wits, and immediately followed the instructions, twisting and dancing next to the bonfire. A daughter from an ordinary family who can cook good dishes and learn a good embroidery can be regarded as a Shuliang.
Only the daughter of a wealthy family has the chance to learn the virtues, music, and dance.
The dance steps of the two girls seemed a bit funny, and the group gradually lost their patience, with greedy emotions in their eyes. I don't know who was the first to laugh wildly, and stretched out a hand to tear the skirt of one girl into pieces, and more and more
More and more people rushed forward, knocking them to the ground in the blink of an eye.
"Who?" A soldier heard a noise in the grass and shouted alertly.
The soldiers stopped their animalistic behavior and said: "Sixth, are you hallucinating? Where did this person come from in this wilderness?"
The two women were temporarily out of danger, hugging each other and crying together.
The one called Lao Liu shook his head: "I clearly heard the sound, it can't be wrong."
When he said this, everyone present put their hands on the sabers at their waists. This mountain was inaccessible, and if there was a tiger in the forest, it would be a life-threatening matter.
The sound of swords being unsheathed was heard, and the cold sword light shone on their faces, full of murderous intent.
The sergeant named Lao Liu slowly touched the grass, then screamed, covered his head and fell to the ground.
In the grass, a child of seven or eight years old jumped out, holding a bloody brick in his left hand and a thorny stick wrapped in red cloth in his right hand. Ignoring the surprised looks of everyone, he broke into the place where the women were gathering.
Location.
"Sister?" He looked around anxiously.
"Sister?" He said that the women present, including the poor woman who could not bear to be humiliated and biting her own tongue, were not included. He Xi was not included. This made him relax a little. Just as he was about to run away, the woman who was beaten to the head was beaten with blood.
The man picked him up, slapped him hard on the face, and threw him to the ground.
He Xu curled up on the ground in pain, spitting out a broken front tooth. The man was still angry and kicked him again and again.
The two women saw that this man was very vicious, and for a moment they did not care about their own safety. One of them leaned over to protect He Xu, and the other hugged the man's thigh.
"Master Jun, he is still young and ignorant, let me take the blame for him." The woman begged with tears in her eyes.
The man's eyes were full of resentment. He wiped off the blood flowing from his head, took out his whip, and whipped the two women who were protecting He Xu until their flesh was torn. They cried for father and mother, and swore at them.
In the woods, a boy of thirteen or fourteen walked out quietly.
Wearing simple cloth and looking like a ghost, he gently crushed something with his fingertips, and in a flash he was in front of the man.
The man's long whip was tightly clamped, and the young man looked calmly, looking at the body of the poor woman on the ground, and then at He Xu, whose mouth was full of blood after being beaten.
"Who are you? Didn't you see that the uncle is teaching the prisoner a lesson?" Lao Liu, who was caught with the whip, felt a little uneasy and said inwardly.
As soon as the whip in his hand was loosened, Lao Liu retreated continuously.
The young man picked up He Xu from the girl's arms, looked at his broken front teeth, wiped away the blood with his sleeves, then took off his coat and handed it to the naked girl, indicating how far they could run.
How far.
Although the two women couldn't see where Xia Ze had the courage to come here, they had no choice but to grab this life-saving straw and hide aside with He Xu.
There were many warriors in the Yisheng Army, people who practiced Qi and cultivated Taoism. They had a "smart eye to recognize pearls", so he shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid, that kid is just a second-level martial artist."
"Second level martial artist?" Lao Liu looked at the young man up and down and asked doubtfully.
This young man didn’t even have a weapon in his body. Judging from his Qi Palace, he seemed to be a little deficient. It was said that the second-level warriors had promoted him. It seemed that he was just a kid who had just come out of the world and didn’t know the depth. When he met them,
The gangsters just wanted to act righteously without seeing any injustice.
Lao Liu finally calmed down and mocked with a cold face: "Boy, being a hero has a price. Run as far as you can now, otherwise I will catch you, cut open your belly, and use your
Make sobering soup with your heart and liver."
He suddenly felt a chill all over his body and lowered his head. There was a blood hole as big as a fist on his belly, and blood was gurgling out.
The young man took his hand back, a cold air came out of it, and bloody ice shards fell to the ground.
"Who did you ask me just now?" Xia Ze slowly raised his head, his face never had such a ferocious smile as it did today.