"It's just a dog, I can find a hundred and a thousand for my eldest brother! Big brother, we still have a big army behind, don't betray other brothers!"

"We are Mongolian, noble prairie eagles! How can we be with these lowly dogs!?"

"How can these Han dogs be qualified to make you emotional!?Wake up, big ......"

The roar of the Tartar who was dying erupted with terrifying vitality came to an abrupt end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It's not that Ding Anbang finally stretched out his hand, or that he had the strength to pull out the Tang knife and stab it again, but that the Tartar with malicious eyes in his eyes suddenly retracted his throat and grabbed it, and then directly pulled out his Adam's apple with the strength that he didn't know where it came from.

The Tartar's eyes were full of pride and satisfaction as he died.

The heavy malice made Ding Anbang feel a little chilled, he was powerless to stop the other party from saying those terrible words, and he didn't even have the strength to refute it out loud. Ding Anbang watched the opponent in front of him die with a crazy smile in his eyes, and only then could he withdraw his outstretched but futile hand, and then used the Tang knife in his hand and the corpse under the Tang knife as support to stand up straight again, looking back.

The members of the Five Villages Army didn't seem to hear what they had just said, and they were still risking their lives to fight to the death against the last Japanese Kou. Although there are many people in the village team who cast strange glances, their main opponents at the moment are still the Japanese who have become more crazy in their desperate situation.

Ding Anbang didn't know what he should say, or that he couldn't say any more words now. Thanks to the Tartar corpse, Ding Anbang was still able to support his body, but that's all, so what could he do? Nothing. 潶し言し格 Intoxicated Chapter has been uploaded

Ding Xiaomei rushed to Ding Anbang's side for the first time. She hugged the man she thought of, so hard that Ding Anbang felt a little strangled and painful. I only heard Ding Xiaomei's somewhat hoarse voice shouting: "Anbang is not a spy, it's all a ghost!"

But Ding Xiaomei has no internal strength, and she doesn't have the decisiveness and madness of the moment before death like a tartar. So her voice didn't come far, and not many people even heard it clearly, even the nearest Wucun Army.

Ding Anbang patted Ding Xiaomei's back lightly and said with a smile: "What are you crying about? Gently cuddle and push harder, I guess I'm really hurt. ”

"I didn't cry! I just can't be angry that this dead man slandered you!" Ding Xiaomei relieved her strength, but did not let go of Ding Anbang. She wiped her eyes fiercely, but she couldn't hide the red eyes and the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Ding Anbang laughed: "Maybe it's me? After all, no one knows what kind of person I used to be." God knows, but unfortunately you don't know, and I don't know. ”

"Don't laugh!" was not infected by Ding Anbang's open-mindedness, Ding Xiaomei cried again. She patted Ding Anbang's shoulder hard, and hugged the man who had already completely filled her heart again. She doesn't want him to be open-minded, and she doesn't want him to accept love, which shouldn't be his slander.

Ding Anbang comforted Ding Xiaomei gently, and set his eyes on this tragic battle. The incomparably miserable battle is gradually coming to an end, looking at the village guards who are less than half dead, and the Wucun army that quickly began to converge on Ding Anbang's location, Ding Anbang is also questioning himself in his heart.

Am I in too much of a hurry to let these fishermen defend themselves at such a huge cost?

The Wucun Army, with only forty-five people left, stood firmly in front of Ding Anbang, motionless, like a stone sculpture guarded by a respect. These members of the Five Villages Army, who could be said to have survived by luck, were actually very tired, but they could not accept or allow their commanders to be slandered.

Yes, that must be slander! These young people who had contact with Ding Anbang only thought to Ding Xiaomei this time.

Ding Anbang looked at the backs of those speechless, his heart was hot, and his throat was a little blocked.

Ding Xiaomei, who was also moved, was about to say something, when she heard a question from the village protection team.

"Ding Anbang, is what the wolf said true!?"

The member of the village guard team who spoke had just lost his brother and brother, and the family members who were stranded at the end of the retreating team had just arrived, crying and rummaging through the pile of dead people. The wound on his left arm rolled up, mixed with blood and looked terrifying, and the member of the village protection team who was still bleeding from the corner of his eye stared at Ding Anbang with his injured eyes, as if he wanted to see through all of him, and wanted to see the real answer while hearing it.

Ding Anbang calmly looked at it and responded in as loud a voice as possible: "I do have amnesia, but it is certain that in the memory of my death, I only have hatred with these widows or the Tartars who just framed me, and it is absolutely impossible to be an alliance. ”

The member of the village protection team wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes vigorously, and his face did not produce the expression of trust that Ding Xiaomei or the members of the Five Village Army expected, and there was still only the pain of losing a loved one, the exhaustion after the battle, and the doubt of distrust on his face.

The mother, who could not find her eldest and youngest sons, rushed to her second son's side in a cloak, grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously, screaming.

"Ah Er, what about Ah Da and Ah San!?What about your brother and younger brother!?Is it okay to take your mother to find them?Take your mother to find them!"

Heart-rending cries grew, as more and more family members of the village guards turned back to look for their families, perhaps sons, men, or fathers, despite orders.

The members of the village protection team, known as "Ah Er", looked at Ding Anbang directly, and seemed to be deaf to his mother's shouts. He barely supported his body and strode towards Ding Anbang, while pointing to the large pile of dead people behind him and said, "There are a total of 1,000 people in the village protection team, and there are less than two hundred dead now. Village Chief Zheng and Village Chief Liu are both dead! Most of the young and strong laborers in the five villages are dead! You tell me, how can I trust you? I believe in a person who has caused us to die so many people! Who can guarantee that there will not be more widows next time? Who will protect our families when the time comes! You!? Or these people who blindly obey you! I have also read books and know that everything must be reasonable, so you can tell me a truth that can be accepted by these crying people!

"Uncle Liu, you can't deny Anbang just because of an enemy's words!" Ding Xiaomei finally couldn't help but speak.

Liu Aer's red eyes suddenly looked at Ding Xiaomei, and the other party's body trembled in fright, but he was still in front of Ding Anbang, like a female cat protecting her cubs.

"Little sister, I just need him to give me a recognizable truth that everyone in the five villages can understand. Liu A'er said very slowly and clearly.

Ding Xiaomei wanted to say something more, but Liu Aer's mother just rushed up at this time. With tears on her face, the old woman pointed at Ding Anbang and Ding Xiaomei and screamed: "Ding Nanzhu, you are from our five villages, do you want to help an outsider!?