"It's you on dog day."

The man who was scolded by Yang Bao'er as a dog had thin cheeks, a slightly longer chin, and half of his eye sockets blocked by a bulging cheekbone, and it was impossible to tell whether he was laughing or angry. This person is Ma Heimei, the most trusted guard on weekdays, and in the face of the master's scolding, Ma Heimei has no shame on her face, just to let Yang Baoer stop talking more. At present, the form is imminent, there will be barbarian battles in the back, and there will be officers and soldiers waiting in front of them, if you don't make a decision quickly, then you really have to give an account of this body and flesh.

The steel knife was only more than two feet long, and Ma Heimei started from the back waist, which was the weakness without leather armor protection. The good polishing on weekdays keeps the good knife that the master personally appreciates to keep the blade, and all that is needed is guts, yes, just guts, and a little bit of dough that you don't care about. And now that it has been submerged into the original owner's waist of this steel knife, the handle and the sharp blade pierced from the chest have already shown their hearts to the Wang master on the other side, and they don't need to say more, stirring the right hand of the steel knife to the outside, and the sharp blade was pulled out of the body together with the internal organs of Yang Bao'er, who had not had time to breathe, and the plasma that could not be stopped was also brought out.

It was only at this time that Yang Bao'er realized how stupid he was, and he didn't see through the evil intentions hidden in the young man's heart from the beginning, but after thinking about it again, if it wasn't for the fact that the opponent was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenager, and let the arrogant master despise him in his heart, how could he agree to provoke this incident.

Obviously, when the young man made that request, he could refuse it in one go, but it was still too careless...... Seeing that there was air intake but no air out, Lord Yang Tong still didn't admit that he was too stupid before closing his eyes after all.

The former owner of Bai Ma Tong fell heavily at the end of the mountain road, and there was no moment of hesitation and nostalgia, and the remaining Bai Ma Tong men immediately changed the objects of obedience, and ran with Ma Heimei towards the array of officials and soldiers.

"I killed Yang Bao'er...... I killed Yang Bao'er ......"

But before he could shout three sentences, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Medium ......"

Ma Heimei, who had just taken care of the master, and the two who rushed in front were shot into hedgehogs, and before they had time to sigh that the report of the present world came so quickly, they became out-and-out supporting characters tonight, except for the complete head, it no longer means anything to Wang Zhongde and others.

"It's so far away, who knows if it's acting." In fact, Wang Zhongde didn't even need to find an excuse, and in the discussion with Wang Xingping, he didn't plan to leave anything alive. It's just that tonight's battle is really exciting, even with Wang Zhongde's many years of military experience, it can be regarded as a rare big deal, and before you know it, human life has become a number. And Wang Xingping was surprised by the archery skills of Wang Zhongde and others, and he didn't see how delicate the posture was, just like a leisurely stroll, relying on a little firelight in this dark night, as well as his own feelings, not to mention a hundred shots, at least so far, no one was disappointed in the result.

Wang Zhongde only let his subordinates lean forward for a while, and then stopped moving. The situation ahead is clear, and time is only on your side.

When a little moonlight accompanied by starlight finally broke through the haze and lit up the camp, two of the three roads under the Nanwang Mountain had been completely defeated, except for the barbarians and native soldiers who ran into the forest, most of the barbarians and native soldiers who fell in the fence were hacked to death and slashed, and more were shot down outside the camp, and the wailing spread all over the valley below the mountain, but Wang Xingping took a look at the scene and determined that the person he was looking for was not among them.

Without the slightest hesitation, leaving behind the team of men and horses led by Xue Liu and the old and weak horsehair tied up behind him, Wang Xingping chose the most drastic means of revenge alone. This is not to be carried away by victory, it is really necessary to use decisive means to strengthen their sense of existence, and in the current situation, killing all parties is willing to see the ending. The most important thing is that he doesn't like the feeling of being coveted, even if according to common sense, it is impossible for the people of the horsehair tribe to make any more waves, but the experience of his childhood and the experience of his relatives since the time travel, he needs an outlet to vent, and when this happens, he can be considered to have a good reason and time to integrate into this era, so Wang Xingping regards this meeting more as an experience.

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In the forest in the middle of the night, the figure ran fast, and it had been half a year since he set up camp in Nanwang Mountain, and he walked all over the forest on and off the mountain, and he walked all over in his spare time, without the drag of the clansmen, with a few cronies around him, Ah Lai asked himself when he could run away, and the red seedlings in Banzhou had many relatives and relatives, and this time he would inevitably go back to other tribes, but as long as he escaped Lu Guanghe, he could save his life.

After a terrible scream, one of the horsehair warriors who followed the leader fell, and in the darkness of the night, Alai provoked no time to think about where the danger came from, and for another moment, he rushed out of the forest under his feet, which was a smooth road, so the important thing now was to run.

Another scream, 'the second', Wang Xingping silently thought in his heart, the small crossbow that Wang Zhongde lent him was actually quite useful, and he hit the target with two consecutive shots, although he did not kill with one hit, but the enemy had lost his combat effectiveness, who called the barbarians not like armor. Even if it is just a leather armor, the small crossbow and short arrow separated by more than thirty steps will not pose much threat to the other party, but unfortunately it is not, the arrow is shot into the body by one more inch, and the effect is ten more points, as evidenced by the two people who have fallen in the forest and called.

The moonlight, which had only been revealed for a while, was immediately obscured by the clouds, and the night became even more invisible, and even Alaija, who was accustomed to the mountains and rivers here, slowed down and groped for the 'road' ahead.

It's just that this dark night didn't affect Wang Xingping at all, and when he squinted his right eye, the image in the low-light night vision device became clear. Leisurely re-winding, lightly put on the crossbow arrows, quietly approached slowly, quietly pulled the crossbow machine, such as twice, put down the last two relatives, Alaija is already alone and unconscious.

For the first time since coming to this world, the whole body is filled with a sense of domination.,It turns out that this feeling is so wonderful.,But it's much more real than the game of the original life.,Because of this kind of game.,The fundamental rule is that you can't go back.。

Looking at the increasingly confused figure in front of him, he kept looking around, and it was obvious that he had noticed that danger was approaching, but there was no sound except for the sound of grass and wind.

Wang Xingping walked very slowly, because Alaija was even slower, and the few minutes before that were just spinning in place, whether the distance between the two was still approaching.

The metal handle of less than a foot is less than three catties, and it is not light or heavy when held in the hand. Because of the excitement, the sweaty palm of the palm just right obscured the light blue light on the display in the center of the handle. If Alaija is really lucky enough to escape, and then go all the way south to a small island called Haojing in the south of Liangguang, he will be able to learn a kind of calligraphy similar to the number chip from the Franc Jiren who built the city there, and he will also be able to understand that the numbers and symbols shown in the light are really a funeral for himself.

The moonlight did not break through the clouds and forests to illuminate the earth again, but it did not prevent the young head of the horsehair from witnessing the strange light in the last moments of his life. The blue sword that suddenly lit up was restrained, but there was no resistance, and there was not even much feeling, and the light blue light penetrated the body like a sharp sword, making Alaija's last frightened expression and open mouth freeze on the last night of sting in his life, and he didn't even have time to sigh at the thoughts about ghosts and gods in Pan Heng's heart for a long time.

In the past ten years, I don't know how many tribes I have feuded with, I don't know how many tribes I have seen battles, I don't know how many tribes have fought with the merchants who have come and gone in the mountains and mountains of the southwest, and I can't remember whether the bone strings on their necks are made of nine or ten Han bones. Now, everything is over, just like everything in the first half of his life has no lofty goals, Alaija's death is equally confused, but this is no longer important, the important thing is that Wang Xingping is really back.

Is it worth it to spend precious energy on a mortal barbarian that could have been solved with a short arrow?

Of course it's worth it, Wang Xingping asked himself in his heart for the third time, and the answer was still yes.

The moment the sword penetrated the enemy's body, his master set his ambition not to put himself in danger, not to put his family in danger, to let go of the past, naturally, and to put hatred, everything is familiar, everything is strange. Starting from scratch, you have your own world to do.

With his own planning, he took care of the enemy, formed a good fate, and also had the capital to establish himself in this life, and he did not waste all his efforts in these days. And the most important thing is that I can finally go home, I don't know if my dead father can be blinded, but my mother at home should be able to feel at ease.

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Seeing the fire on the mountain from afar, the steps under his feet followed quickly, but he didn't expect to go to Banzhou, and these incidents occurred at home, and I didn't know whether to be glad that I ran fast, or regret that I was too timid, after all, the other party was only more than ten, and it was not an official army.

But all actions are impossible to come again, the master is no longer there, the day before Wang Xiaoliu saw the coffin of the family in the Xifeng office, although the coffin was not opened for inspection, but no one would cheat on this kind of thing, after all, the coffin is not cheap, so people have to go home to report the funeral.

I cried outside the city that night, burned incense and paper, and also had a share of my own father. There are all kinds of emotions in it, and I am glad that I can escape back safely, but the so-called regret, I don't know whether I regret not saving my lord, or regret not saving my father.

Now the hope is on the little master, this ancestor is a jumper, if it is not for the lord to spoil, this time will not be taken to Banzhou, now the family is ruined, it is not easy to leave a little blood for the master, but it is still not easy, actually led a cadre of soldiers to find something, if this ancestor has a mistake, just rely on the mother of the mother and how to support the door, if the family is defeated, or by its rich family, or by the family slaves oppression, which result will not have a good end for their own family.

With Wang Xiaoliu's limited knowledge, the barbarians on Nanwang Mountain really deserve to die, and their own lives almost fell into the hands of this barbarian, but if they go to find trouble with Baimatong, they really have nothing to do.

is used to being a commander in a big family, and he is a child who has been trained since he was a child, how can he not understand the truth that the law does not blame the public? There are many people who secretly collude with the barbarians, can they all cook cleanly? If this is the case, Futai and the patrol press will not have to fight with the court every day to increase the number of troops and salaries, there are a few big victories, what kind of reward will not come? As long as you can see the merit, today's Son of Heaven is still willing to spend money, Ningxia and the battle of aiding the dynasty, which is not the silver like splashing water, and the nearest Banzhou battle, the silver is from the inner and too warehouse, and the old man gossiped a lot at home when he was alive.

But how can you see the results? The government clearly said that from Guiyang to Yunnan, there were no less than 30,000 thieves from Guangxi along the way, and there were no less than 10,000 Yang Yinglong who were entrenched in the territory of Yuanfu in the west of Zhenyuanfu, and there were no less than 10,000 people in Yang Yinglong, and the ground of Banzhou plus the four prefectures of Tongren, Shiqian, Sizhou, and Sinan that originally belonged to Guizhou in the west, the number of red seedlings was as many as hundreds of thousands, all of whom lived in the village, with dozens of households and hundreds of thousands of households. However, the number of troops under the jurisdiction of the governor of Guizhou is less than 10,000, and it can only be maintained all along, and the harvest is more than enough, and the progress will be insufficient.