Chapter 2 Immortal World, Wolves Reign King

The cold wind slapped his face, Gu Chengliang frowned, and his eyes were full of displeasure.

This blind man dared to go against himself, it was really the opposite.

Tie Mo's eyes widened, and the wooden gun in his hand was slowly raised.

For a while, the situation dropped to the freezing point, and several military households next to him wanted to persuade Tiemo to say a few words, but when they saw Gu Chengliang's cold eyes, they shrank back again.

The corners of Gu Chengliang's mouth were slightly upturned, the horizontal flesh on his cheeks twitched slightly, and his right hand slowly tightened the handle of the knife.

The cold wind blew, Gu Chengliang and Tiemo looked directly at each other, and neither of them backed down. Infighting, it seems, can happen at any time.

Suddenly, Gu Chengliang let go of his hand.

Gu Chengliang smiled a little self-deprecatingly, Tiemo is a fool, this fool is very capable of fighting. What is it true that I am compared to a fool with a missing brain? Since this fool wants to find his own death, why stop it?

Moreover, if you really make a move, you really are not the opponent of Tie Hanxiong.

"Little Iron ..... If you want to stay, you can...... If you're chopped up by a tartar, don't blame me for ignoring you....."

The iron ink wooden gun was raised, and he snorted seriously, "You didn't care about me either..... In the past, when I was hungry, Shi Niang gave me food....."

"You ....."

Gu Chengliang's face trembled wildly, if he wasn't afraid of Tiemo's brute strength, he really wanted to slaughter this bastard with one sword.

"Hey, then you stay, let's go!"

Gu Chengliang flicked his sleeves and turned around, Li Dayong took the opportunity to point at Tie Mo, and mocked with compassion: "The dog bites Lu Dongbin, I don't know the hearts of good people!" ”

Tie Mo glanced at Li Dayong lightly, and then raised his voice and roared.

"Let's have a dark fort in Mantou Mountain, and there are still men with a handle who are willing to stay and kill Tartars with me?"

Gu Chengliang had just taken a few steps, stopped suddenly, and turned his head to glare. He was very uncomfortable in his heart, and the one who stayed was the man with the handle, and the one who didn't stay......

Tie Han Xiong has opened his mind? Do you also know how to hide words in your words and secretly ridicule people?

What made Gu Chengliang angry was that many people hesitated.

Tiemo's words sounded stupid at first glance, but they were bloody facts. Since the beginning of the Wanli Dynasty, the life of the guards has become more and more difficult, and last year's explosion in Beijing, coupled with the erosion of the situation in Liaodong, made the imperial court's finances even more difficult.

The salaries of the soldiers and horses of the Nine Sides were often in arrears, not to mention the low-status guards.

Most of the military households in Dark Village Fort received pitiful salaries, and their land was swallowed, and Shangguan only treated the military households as free serfs, and would not take out extra money to compensate the military households.

After six years of drought in Guanzhong, the situation in northern Shanxi was not much better.

Grain prices are rising steadily, and the miserable lives of military families are even worse.

Because the military households in Dark Village Fort belong to Wanquan Zuowei and are close to Zhangjiakou, they can occasionally secretly do some private work for the merchants, and their lives are good. But even so, half of the military households in Dark Village Fort are still hungry.

Ruan Ergou is one of them, and he has a wife and children at home who need to be fed. Before coming, his wife hid behind the haystack and wept silently.

Several babies were hungry all day long and couldn't sleep, and the three babies even went to the willow forest outside the village to scrape the bark and eat. The wife only eats one meal a day, and all the food saved is evenly distributed to the four children.

Although his wife has never complained, Ruan Ergou knows very well in her heart that if she doesn't think of a way, the family will starve to death.

Tie Han Xiong was a little stupid, but he was telling the truth. It's just a rotten life, fight it, fight to win, you don't have to be starved to death, fight to lose, throw this rotten life here.

The lowly military households, the lowly ants, sooner or later will be sent to death.

It's all about dying, so why not fight for yourself once, it's worth dying. He died, and his family was missing a mouth to grab food.

Rubbing his dry and thin face, Ruan Ergou walked towards Tiemo with difficulty with a knife. He grinned, jagged yellow teeth baring the wind.

"Tiewazi, count it as Uncle Ergou, I will kill the Tartar with you!"

Tiemo grinned and said loudly: "Okay, Uncle Ergou is a gentleman." ”

A burly, bald man ran behind Tie Mo in three or two steps, rubbing his nose with his sleeve.

"Xiaotie, I will stay too, my mother said, what are you doing, I will do it!"

The bald strong man is called Shi Hu, Shi Niang's own son. Because he had a serious illness when he was a child, he was missing a string in his head, and he was always stupid, and secretly called him Hanhu.

Although Shi Hu is older, he often follows Tiemo's side, so the two of them are called "the two fools of the dark castle"!

In the blink of an eye, two people stood beside Tiemo.

The others looked hesitant, Ruan Ergou sat on the ground, looking at those familiar military households with vicissitudes of life, "Brothers, what can you do when you go back?" ”

Many people were stunned.

The monkey held the spear and muttered to himself, "yes, what are you going to do when you go back?" Waiting to starve? ”

Not only does Ruan Ergou have a family to support, but in the entire Dark Village Fort, except for Tiemo, who has no family?

Die! Who isn't afraid?

But in order to survive, you must fight for this life!

Just like what Tie Hanxiong said, what else can you fight for except for this rotten life?

The monkey hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly but firmly stood behind Ruan Ergou. One after another, many people came to the area around Tiemo.

In less than a quarter of an hour, seventeen soldiers decided to stay behind and follow Tiemo to kill the Tartars. Gu Chengliang looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and his heart was already full of anger. But then he thought, these people should stay, just rely on them, can they stop the group of wolf-like Tartars?

Since you dare to go against him Gu Chengliang, then let's all die here!

He was just about to leave, but he remembered something, pointed at Yang Dayong and the others, and said in a rough voice: "Leave the iron guy in your hands to them." ”

Although Yang Dayong and the others looked unhappy, they still threw the iron knife and gun in their hands on the ground.

"That's the only thing I can do for you, do it yourself!"

After that, Gu Chengliang took someone to brush his sleeves and left.

Looking at the iron knives and guns on the ground, Tie Mo kept sneering in his heart. Gu Chengliang is really smart enough to leave the weapon, so in the end, no matter what the result is, the surname Gu has a saying.

If all the people died in the hands of the Tartars, Gu Chengliang would naturally have no responsibility.

If God is really blind and lets this group of people hit the Tartars hard, then he Gu Chengliang left his weapon before leaving, which can be regarded as a meritorious achievement.

Gu Chengliang, so calculating!

Tiemo didn't say anything, threw away the wooden gun and picked up an iron gun in his hand.

.......

On the camel bell slope, the cold wind blew the withered grass, and the rustling sound disturbed the nervous hearts of the eighteen soldiers.

For some reason, the military households unconsciously regarded the young Tiemo as the backbone.

Ruan Ergou lay behind him, glancing at Tie Mo in front of him from time to time, he always felt that Tie Han Xiong seemed to have changed, but where it had changed, he couldn't tell.

"Xiao Tie, do you think we can survive?"

"Yes! Absolutely! Tiemo's answer was categorical and without hesitation.

Tiemo knew very well that although more than a dozen military households stayed, they didn't have much hope. It's not so much a desperate choice, but a helpless choice in a desperate situation.

Roll over, lie on your back on the dry grass, grab a handful of snow and put it in your mouth and swallow it.

"We will definitely survive, and we must survive, as long as we go out and fight together, we will definitely be able to do it!"

"Once upon a time, there was an old Mongolian man who once said....."

Looking at the starry sky, Tie Mo showed a sincere smile on his face, and his voice became a little heavier.

"Hunting in the wind, stop at the grass! Immortal life, wolves reign king! ”

"If we want to live, we must learn from the wolves on the grassland, otherwise we can only starve to death.... Bullied to death ......"

Immortal life, wolves reign king!

Will you really survive?

The wind still doesn't stop, but the nervous hearts of the military families have calmed down a lot.

........

Jingle Bell ..... Jingle Bell ......

At some point, a sound came with the wind, and Tiemo held the gun tightly, and his breathing became a little shorter.

It's a camel bell......

The Tartars are finally here!

No matter how Tiemo pretended to be calm, when this moment came, he was still a little panicked after all, and he was even inferior to those military households.

In his bones, Tiemo is not a person of this era, in that peaceful era, a young man who has just left school, let alone killing, has never killed chickens.

A person who has never killed a chicken is forced to be a murderous butcher!

Nervous, panicked, inevitable, but Tiemo could only forcibly press it.

"Don't panic, the Tartars will walk at night, and they will definitely take shelter and rest in the leeward side of the high slope for a while, and when they relax, listen to my command and rush forward together......"

"Hmm!"

The six gods and masterless soldiers responded mechanically, and in their panicked minds, only the figure of the Tartar remained, and they couldn't think normally at all. At this time, they only need a leader, as for what exactly this leader does? Is it reasonable? They don't have time to think!

The moon is high tonight, and the stars dot the sky.

In the moonlight, the camel bell gradually became clear, and a camel team appeared in view. More than 20 horses, escorting a team of camels, the camels were full of goods, and the riders were all smiling.

In the center of the caravan, a group of women are tied up in a bunch, like a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

The caravan went around to the shelter of the camel bell slope, and a sturdy Mongolian man turned over and dismounted, and roared something in his voice.

A couple of Mongol Tatars unloaded the cargo from the camels and began to feed the camels, and the rest lit fires for food.

The leading Mongolian man, lying on the belly of a camel, drank wine and hummed an unknown tune loudly. He actually sang in Chinese!

If it's a steed

Where will you run

If it's an eagle

Where will you fly

You are the hero of heaven and earth

The gold in his hand is like a vast white cloud

The girl in her bosom is like a sheep and cattle all over the land

How many years have I been watching

Genghis Khan

My Immortal ......

The rest of the Mongolian Tartars sat cross-legged around, some echoing the beat, and some holding a woman up and down. A famous Tartar pressed the woman to the ground and tore her clothes with all his might, trying to untie her belt.

The woman was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped the Tartar, who was so angry that she pulled out the scimitar at her feet and wiped it on the woman's neck.

Blood gushed out and sprinkled on the Tartar's face.

The Tartar stood up and raised his sword and roared, the light of the fire reflecting his hideous smiling face.

The rest of the women trembled, and their cries were pitiful. But the more this happened, the more the Tartars laughed. The tartar, who had just killed someone, wiped the blood from his face, and reached out to pull a woman again.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tie Mo finally saw with his own eyes how cruel this world was.

He clenched the iron spear in his hand, his eyes full of anger.

Since you like Immortal Heaven so much, let's send you to Genghis Khan!

A raging fire burned in my heart, and there was only one thought at this time!

Homicide!