Li Yi and Xu Zhu quickly whipped their horses and walked to a mountain col.

"Ding, a thousand mountain cavalry are coming, please call the host."

"Ding, side quest two, support Hemingshan Cottage."

"The reward is unknown."

"The punishment is unknown."

The system suddenly sounded, almost scaring Li Yi from falling off his horse.

"My uncle, do you want to play me to death?"

Quickly stabilizing his body, Li Yi scolded the system in his heart.

But it doesn't help that he's scolding, because the conquest system doesn't speak.

However, although Li Yi was not poor in his heart, the sudden arrival of a thousand mountain cavalry lifted his spirits.

Because, with them.

The three thousand Great Food Ranger will completely stay on Heming Mountain.

So, Li Yi Lerma howled.

"Where is my army?"

Thundered!

"Smack!"

"We're going to be generals!"

A deafening roar sounded, and a torrent of cavalry with a blue armor stomach appeared in Li Yi's eyes.

I saw them in blue armor and blue clothes, carrying curved bows, holding Tang knives, and daggers hanging from their waists.

And on each side of the horse was a bag of arrows, each containing twenty sharp arrows.

A uniform blue visor covers the face.

"Good!"

"Wait for me to charge!"

Li Yi glanced at it roughly, pulled out the Tang knife on the side of the war horse, took the lead, and galloped on his horse.

……

And at this time, the Heming Mountain cottage.

It was already a sea of torches, and the sound of killing was everywhere.

"Damn it!"

"How can there be a big food ranger within the range of my cottage."

Hu San stood on top of the cottage wooden gatehouse, his face unusually ugly.

When they were still holding the funeral ceremony for their relatives who died in battle, they received an order from Hua Xiong, saying that three thousand food rangers were attacking and killing the cottage.

Hu San didn't dare to hesitate.

Immediately stopped the manpower and came to the wooden gatehouse to stand guard.

However, when he arrived, he had already seen Hua Xiong leading the Nether Ghost Army and charging against the sudden Great Food Ranger.

And at this moment, the Netherworld Ghost Army was even more suppressed by the three thousand Great Food Rangers.

It's not that the Great Food Ranger is very strong, it's that the battle between the two sides is in the mountains, and the ghost army group charge doesn't work at all.

Can only fight alone.

So it was restrained by the big food ranger who was good at mountain terrain.

Another reason is that the Nether Ghost Army, which is less than 700 years old, has not rested for a whole day, and its physical strength is quite serious.

Otherwise, even if the Nether Ghost Army fights alone, it can kill the Great Food Ranger alone.

The battle lasted short, and the Netherworld lost dozens of men.

Of course, the Great Food Ranger lost even more, at least more than 200 people.

The main thing is that Hua Xiong is brave and kills the most.

"Third Brother Hu, let us out."

"Xiao Yizi's army is too tired to support it."

"Yes, Xiao Sanzi, open the gate of the village, we Hemingshan Cottage can't let Xiao Yizi's army be wiped out."

"It's just a death, and Lao Tzu just went to accompany my brother."

On the wooden gate of the cottage, less than a hundred cottage men and women asked for war with red eyes.

However, at this time.

Hua Xiong found the person behind the cottage and made a move.

Forthwith!

One shot flew the big food rangers besieging him, and shouted at the cottage wooden gatehouse!

"Leader Husan, you can't open the gate of the village!"

"The general said, let me lead troops to protect you, you can't open the gate of the wall!"

"As soon as the door of the village opened, did you think about the fate of the elderly, women, children and children in the cottage?!"

In a word!

Let Hu Sanxia's hand stop opening the door of the village today.

Oh, yes.

Once the gate of the village was opened, the Great Food Ranger rushed back into the cottage frantically, and they couldn't stop it.

will lead to a river of blood in the cottage.

Unarmed old people, women, children, and children were all slaughtered!

At this time, Hu San was timid.

He couldn't wave his hand, couldn't open his mouth, and spit out the four words "open the gate of the village".

But looking at the companions who fought on the battlefield with themselves and others yesterday, they died one after another.

Hu San couldn't help but feel murderous and angry in his heart.

Just when he was in a dilemma and was in great pain, an old shout sounded.

"Hu San boy, why are you so stupid!"

"Doesn't our cottage have an escape route?"

"You can all go out of the cottage escape and kill the big curly-haired livestock from the rear!"

Hearing this, Hu San's eyes lit up.

But then it dimmed again, and he looked bitterly at the old man who came to his side.

"Fourth uncle, if we all go, who will guard this cottage wooden gatehouse?"

"Without the gatekeeper, it only takes a few shocks for the big curly-haired livestock to break through the wooden gatehouse."

"So I'm going to leave some people behind and defend the wooden gatehouse."

Hu San is not wrong.

They can go out and fight, but they must keep enough people to guard the wooden gatehouse.

But how many people were left, he struggled again.

"No, you can all go."

"As for the wooden gatehouse, we will guard it!"

The fourth uncle patted Hu San on the shoulder indifferently, and his tone was extremely firm.

Subsequently.

Hu San saw all the old people, women and children, and children over eight years old in the cottage, pick up the iron hoe, kitchen knife, and wooden stick at home, and appear under the wooden gatehouse.

"Fourth uncle, you can't ......" Hu San was anxious.

"Little bunny, do you look down on us?"

"The big food curly livestock killed by Lao Tzu when he was young can be piled up into a Jingguan!"

But what ushered in was the angry scolding of the fourth uncle.

"Yes, Hu San, although I am old, I can still throw stones."

As soon as the fourth uncle's words fell, an old woman, holding a stone the size of a human head, walked up to the wooden gatehouse with a trembling figure.

See this scene.

Hu San's eyes were red, tears kept coming, and he said hard, "But the children ......"

The fourth uncle's eyes widened.

"What's wrong with the kid?!"

"Hu San, we are all voluntary."

"We are old and don't live long, instead of holding you back, it is better to fight with the enemy and let the curly-haired animals of the Great Food Country know!"

"I'm a Chinese person, and I'm a backbone when I'm old!"

"As for the children, it's good to let them see some blood."

"Rather than the cottage perishing and serving as food for the big curly-haired animals, it is better to die in battle."

"Don't persuade you, go ahead."

When the fourth uncle spoke, he ignored Hu San, leaned over, and began to stop the old and young women and children, and climbed the wooden gatehouse to replace them.

"Brothers, let's go!"

When Hu San saw this, he was not stubborn.

wiped the tears on his face and went down to the wooden gatehouse with a Mo knife.

"Son, go ahead, guard the door for your mother."

"Daughter, remember, if you are defeated, I will never be a slave!"

"Husband, why are your unborn children waiting for you to come back."

Old and young women and children went up to the wooden gatehouse, and pushed their sons, daughters, and husbands out of the wooden gatehouse one by one to say goodbye.

"Brothers, go!"

"If you don't kill all the curly animals today, you are ashamed of the cottage father!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Young men and women who were less than a hundred, their eyes were red and tearful, and they all lifted the Mo knife and followed Hu San's footsteps.

Their murderous intent is monstrous!

They are in high spirits!