Under the white clouds and blue sky, next to a small stream, where only a few dozen families lived, the weather was good today, and some women began to come out to wash their clothes.

They communicated in the Khitan language, talking and laughing while doing laundry.

However, more women have sad faces on their faces.

A breeze blew, but the clothes almost fell into the river, and a woman rushed to pick it up, but she almost fell into the water.

She squatted on the ground against the nearby haystack, raised her head to look at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, and from time to time a few rows of swallows flew by, and then thought of her happy family not long ago.

Now, he is alone.

Memories flashed by one after another, like a knife cut in her heart, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Alas, why is my husband so miserable?"

The woman sobbed quietly, she just cried with the corners of her mouth drowning: "There is such an only son in his family, I don't want to be arrested this time for conscription, and I don't know life and death, the life of the slave family is really bitter, woo woo woo ......"

"Yes, now that the Great Liao is gone, it seems that only Marshal Wuyan and some people are still desperately resisting near Yanzhou." Another woman who was doing laundry listened to the conversation here, and she just wiped her tears and said: "My family also has a tragic fate, my husband and eldest son have been caught as soldiers, not to mention, the whole family is also lost in the war a while ago, alas, when is this day a head......"

Under the influence of these people, more and more women gathered to discuss the tragic experience of saving their lives in the past few months after fleeing all the way to here.

Having said that, the dead were dead, and the lives of the living had to go on, and they wept for a while, washed their clothes and dried them, and went back to cook.

The men came back from hunting in the mountains, took the prey to the women, laughed and went to sleep.

This is also their only source of food at the moment.

Among the men, there are children in their early tens, and there are also white-haired old men in their sixties and seventies, of course, they are not the main force, and at this moment, some of them sit on the haystack and look into the distance, but their eyes are full of decadence and confusion.

In this kind of chaos in the world, they don't know how long they can live.

"It's all those damn Jurchens!

A little boy scolded viciously, his appearance and fierce tone were very different from his age.

"Those brutes killed my parents, my eldest brother and sister, and destroyed our country, even us civilians."

The little boy clenched his fists, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he slammed his fist on the nearby haystack and scolded: "I must kill all those people when I grow up, ah!"

"You'd better grow taller, stinky boy."

An old man sat next to him in a daze, looking at least sixty years old, glancing at his grandson with a childish face, he just hummed: "Find a daughter-in-law early, don't give our family a dead end when the time comes, hum."

"Hmph, the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, the old man is really ignorant!"

The boy cursed, and went to the stream in the distance.

"Stinky boy, you have a lot of skills, even grandpa dares to scold!"

The old man jumped up angrily and chased after the little boy.

The little boy was obviously afraid, and while speeding up his pace, he turned back and said, "Oh, I'll go to the river to wash my hands, don't chase it."

"Puff-grunt-"

One did not stand still, and after tripped over a stone, he fell into the river.

The little boy was caught off guard, and it was not until the excitement of being choked by the river that he came to his senses, and he hurriedly struggled, but saw what seemed to be a figure beside him.

"Poof!"

The old man lifted his grandson up, looked at him and pointed at his head and scolded: "Look, this is the end, you can't do water, and you still go to war, fart!"

"Alright, old man, don't make any noise!" The little boy just struggled desperately and said, "I just saw that there seems to be a man in the river...... Ouch! ”

The little boy patted himself and stood up, but saw that the old man had already gone to the river.

"Look, come over and help the stinky boy!"

The old man looked at the river and just cursed.

"Aren't you very good, what do you want me to do?" The little boy said nonchalantly.

"This is a woman, it doesn't matter if you're a little cub, I'm an old man, and others want to treat me as a hooligan!" The old man kept scolding, as if he was speechless about this unsuccessful grandson.

The little boy had no choice but to help carry it, and before long they carried the man from the river.

"Sure enough, it's a big sister."

The little boy looked at the girl rescued in the river, and only sighed a little, it seems that she is less than twenty, how could she fall into the river?

"She's like...... Still angry? ”

The little boy probed the girl's breath and said just that.

"Well, she's a golden man?!"

When the old man saw a piece of jade pendant on the girl's body, he immediately frowned, and his whole body trembled.

"Golden Man?"

The little boy immediately pulled out his dagger, his eyes were sprayed with fierce light, and he looked at the girl and just gritted his teeth and said: "Damn, it's those Jurchen beasts again, I must kill her this time, old man, don't stop me!"

After saying that, the little boy was about to rush up and stab the girl to death.

"Stop!"

pushed the little boy away, and the old man just frowned and said, "I stopped you today for nothing else, all people in this world are children of the earth, and I will never allow my grandson to kill innocents indiscriminately!"

"But she's a Jurchen thief!"

The little boy shouted, attracting all the men in the neighborhood.

"These brutes have ruined our country, my father and mother have all died at the hands of these inhumane brutes, if you want me not to kill him, how can you bear it!"

After speaking, the little boy was about to make a move again, but was kicked away by the angry old man.

But at this time, the men in the neighborhood came up and heard that it was a Jurchen woman, and they all wanted to kill her.

"I'm telling you, she's innocent, and what others do shouldn't be borne by others!" The old man grabbed the little boy's collar and just scolded: "Listen, I will tell you what you didn't teach you!"

After speaking, the old man just turned around, looked at the others and said, "You all have listened, who is going to kill this girl today, although the old man and I are already at the age of entering the earth, I am not a vegetarian!"

"Sect Leader Xiao, we respect your prestige, but it doesn't mean that we have to obey anyone unconditionally."

A man walked out and just sneered: "I only know that it was these Jurchens who exterminated our Khitans and destroyed our country, my parents, my wife, sons and daughters all died at their hands, my home is gone, everything I have was taken away by these beasts!"

"Well, since that's the case, I might as well accompany you to the end."

The old man's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the aura of the whole person seemed to have changed, he just shouted: "Young man, I want to tell you today that all political mistakes are the sins of the superiors, not the faults that should be borne by ordinary people, let alone innocent girls!"

The old man stood there with his head held high, just like when he was young, his voice was extremely penetrating, spreading through the crowd, and everyone looked at the old man's majestic face, and they were a little afraid to speak.

The nearby crowd was silent, and after a while, a man who seemed to be the leader walked out, he looked at the old man and just said in a calm tone: "Old Xiao, you might as well do this, we will give you three days to think about it, and after three days, I will wait here for a reply, don't forget."

After saying that, he ignored the others and just beckoned everyone to leave.

The old man was silent for a moment, but his face did not change, and he called the little boy and carried the girl to his house.

At night.

The old man and the little boy sat at the dining table eating rice porridge, and only frowned when they looked at the girl who was lying on the bed not far away and had already been fed the porridge.

Looks like we can't leave her here.

"We'll leave in the evening."

The old man dropped this sentence and went to prepare to pack up his belongings.

"What, old man, are you crazy?"

The little boy's anger and complaints had no effect, and he had to follow.

However, a violent shout of killing suddenly sounded outside.

"It's not good, it's the Jurchens who are chasing and killing!"

The old man's eyes trembled suddenly, and years of experience made him realize it instantly.

Rushing out of the house, he saw that the men in the village were desperately resisting with farm tools under the organization of today's leading youth, but the Jin Guo Iron Cavalry was only a burst of killing, and they were still suffering heavy casualties.

Tonight was the day to worship the shamanic gods, and most of the men and women gathered in the center of the village to bow down and worship, who would have thought that they would encounter such a surprise attack!

The men hurriedly picked up farm tools and all kinds of weapons to resist, but the disparity between the two sides was huge in all aspects, only iron forks and farm tools, and they were obviously powerless to fight against these iron cavalry who were fully armed to the teeth!

With a roar, the old man rushed forward, directly snatched a spear from the corpse of a golden man on the ground, and stabbed a heavy cavalryman.

Three more hits, accurately hitting the bare neck, and the three heavy cavalry were killed by the old man with one shot!

However, a scream suddenly sounded from behind the old man.

The old man turned around and found that the leading young man had already been seriously injured, and he had only his last breath left on the cold ground.

And those iron cavalry of the Jin Army were at least more than 300 people, and they wielded sharp weapons to surround and kill for the last time, and instantly killed all these unarmed peasants who only had farm tools.

The women cried and cried, but they were still dragged away by the glowing golden soldiers with lewd smiles.

"Bastard, you attracted them here, you brute!"

The man looked at the old man, but he just used his last breath to curse angrily.

Then he went away.

Before the old man could get angry, the army nearby had already surrounded him, and the men in the village had already been killed and wounded, and the women were crying and screaming that they had been arrested.

"Bastard, it's a big deal for Lao Tzu to give an account of this old life today, and I have to make you pay the price!"

The old man cursed angrily, and a gun swung as fast as thunder, killing all over his body.

"Old man, get in the car!"

The speed of the carriage was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye it had broken through the enemy formation, and the old man was quick and jumped up quickly.

Under the curse of the golden soldiers, the carriage drove away.