Yangu Village is a subordinate place of Guangning Prefecture in the Liao State, but the main body of residents is not Khitan, but Han Xi people, and a small number of Goryeo and Bohai people. On weekdays, it is also a quiet place, where the villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset. In the past few years, the Liao people occasionally went south to fight the grass valley, but now the war has long been gone. It is only half a day's foot strength from Liaoyang Prefecture, and on weekdays, farmers can go to the prefecture city to exchange for some things in addition to leaving their daily rations.

At this time, it had just entered winter, and it was not long before the grain was put into the warehouse, and the faces of every family were filled with the joy of harvest. Even the Xi and Goryeo people, with the help of the Han people, also learned to cultivate the fields, and no longer have to worry about their livelihood.

Feng Xiaoqi is a villager in this village, his ancestors have been honest farmers for generations, and I heard that he migrated here to live during the Yelu Deguang period. Several generations have come over, fallen leaves and taken root, and they have long regarded themselves as Liaoguo. Life is good this year, Feng Xiaoqi, who has been single for 20 years in Layue last year, finally got married under the matchmaker's peace.

There is a way that there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest, Feng Xiaoqi is the only son in the family, and now that he has become a family, the old lady's heart has finally fallen a stone. Although the mother-in-law in the family is a mocking person and looks average, she is also a diligent and thrifty housekeeper.

After marriage, Feng Xiaoqi worked hard, and her mother-in-law's belly grew bigger day by day, and the old lady was even more happy, looking at her mother-in-law all day long, for fear of a bump.

If nothing else, the end of this month is the period of childbirth, Feng Xiaoqi is going to go to the city today to buy some sour food for his mother-in-law, the child's tiger head shoes, rattles and other things.

As soon as he got out of the village, he met an old man from the Xi clan in the same village who was enjoying the shade under the big tree, "Hey, where is Xiao Qi going today, dressed so decently." ”

"Third uncle, I'm going into the city to buy some sour food for my mother-in-law, the child is about to be born, and everything must be prepared." Feng Xiaoqi also agreed loudly from a distance.

Uncle An is an old hunter of the Xi tribe, and he has three sons in the family, and they are all good hunters. Living next to Feng Xiaoqi's family and often having contacts, most of the meat of Feng Xiaoqi's family was given by Uncle An.

"It's okay, it's okay, you go and get busy! At that time, when the happy event enters the door, you can invite the old man to eat wine. Third Uncle An muttered and waved at Feng Xiaoqi.

"I must not forget the third uncle, at that time, a good wine pipe will be enough, it will be ......" Feng Xiaoqi's words had not yet fallen, but when he saw several old people in front of him, his faces instantly turned pale.

Third Uncle An shouted, "Little Qi, lie down." ”

Feng Xiaoqi was in doubt, and before he could make any moves, a little steel arrow passed through his chest. Feng Xiaoqi turned around slowly, only to see that not far away, a team of knights rushed towards him, with a bare forehead on his head and forehead......

Feng Xiaoqi's eyes were dark, and he fell directly to the ground. I still don't know what it's like to be a father in my life......

A group of uninvited guests arrived, bringing disaster to Yangu Village!

"Whew!" A feathered arrow was shot at Uncle An, but it was dodged by Uncle An. The feather arrow was "inserted" into the stake, vibrating with a buzzing sound.

"The Khitans are here to reduce Ding!"

"The Khitans are here to reduce Ding!"

Uncle An shouted, wanting to remind the villagers as soon as possible. For the Great Song Dynasty, the Liao State often went south to fight the grass valley in the autumn and winter, and often reduced the number of Ding in the governance to reduce the risk of foreign rebellion.

Seeing Uncle An fleeing, the violent spirit in the Khitan people's chests was even worse, and they rushed to kill together. Uncle An had just run a few steps when he was chased by a knight. The scimitar slashed, and Uncle An San's blood gushed out.

Fortunately, with Uncle An's reminder, the young and strong people in Zhuangzi all held weapons to fight when they heard the voice, and some old and weak women and children hid.

"Daddy!" Angele took an iron fork and rushed out, and saw his father die under the knife of the Liao people, and his eyes were full of tears. rushed up and was about to fight hard, but was stopped by his second brother An Jichen, and gathered with a group of young people to resist.

Hundreds of horsemen sped through the meadow and toward the village. They skillfully surrounded Zhuangzi, and then used feathered arrows to shoot the people who ran out of Zhuangzi to the ground one by one. The knights shouted "Yo ......" as if they were driving livestock.

"I can't run!" A man of about thirty years, carrying a simple knife in his hand, followed by a woman and two children, a man and a woman. The eldest boy was about ten years old, and the youngest child was about seven or eight years old, and their faces were full of fear.

The man motioned to his Hun family and the two children to hide by the wall, and his house quietly turned the broken wall and looked ahead. But seeing those Khitans with swords, guns, bows and arrows circling around Zhuangzi, they were not in a hurry to attack.

If the Bohai Kingdom is still there, how can these Liao dogs be so rampant! The man thought in his heart, and sighed in vain!

"I can't get out!" The man quietly touched back to the wall and sighed slightly.

Zhuangzi is not big, and there are some Zhuangding, but the Khitan people came suddenly, and people couldn't organize in a hurry. No one organized them, and in the rain of arrows, the man at the head was killed by an arrow from the Liao, and the rest were scattered as birds and beasts.

"It's good!" The woman shuddered, hugged her terrified children more and more tightly, and muttered to herself.

"I don't know how, I might as well find a place to hide first!" The man said as he looked around.

Where the woman has any opinions, everything is naturally said by her husband. The man led his family to turn a few corners and hid in an abandoned warehouse, where straw was piled up inside, and he covered his body with straw. There was only a trace of space, and it happened that the outside scene could be seen again.

The shouts ......of the Khitans became more and more intense, but after hearing a few loud shouts, the sound of horses' hooves became faster and faster, indicating that the Khitans had begun to attack.

"Shoot the arrows!" At this time, several strong men in Zhuangzi gathered, took advantage of the cover of the house to pick up bows and arrows, and shot at the Khitan people on the opposite side.

But it is obvious that the archery skills are unfamiliar, only the three brothers of the An family shot three dead, and the other arrows did not know where to shoot. The Khitan horseman's riding skills were also superb, and while he was bending his bow and arrows on the horse, he heard the arrow whistling.

"Duh!" "Duh!" With a few muffled sounds, three or five men fell halfway.

"I can't stop it, let's go!" A timid man abandoned his bow and arrows, picked up a simple knife and was about to go back. As soon as he turned around, countless Khitan men and horses rushed to the opposite side, and a bow and arrow were bent in front of him, and only one arrow was shot.

The arrow sounded in an instant. The man stared at a pair of big eyes in horror, and the arrows that went straight towards him were like black dots at first, and the pupils reflected the cold light of the arrows.

"Poof!" There was a dull sound, and the arrow sank into the man's eye socket, and the back of his head "creaked" and cracked, and the bloody arrow pierced out.

"The second black guy is dead!" A thin man shouted, and he ran desperately, trying to get rid of the iron horses of the Khitans, with arrows like locusts. How do you know that Fang ran two steps, and then ate a roaring Khitan horse army to catch up.

The wind gathers in the back of my head!

"Oops!" The man couldn't help but glance back, but he saw a gust of wind blowing through his neck, and the Khitan had already galloped past him. The neck was hot, and when I reached out to touch it, it was a hand of blood. He tried to scream, but couldn't make a sound. He tried to reach out to stop the bleeding on his neck, but the sky spun around, and the gurgling head rolled to the ground.

Those Khitans did not stop at all, and continued to encircle and suppress the remaining Zhuangding who were weakly resisting in Zhuangzi.

The brothers Anjichen and Angelet took some villagers and fought and retreated. Seeing that many relatives and friends were poisoned, their blood was surging, but they had to avoid the edge for the time being. "Everyone cover each other and retreat to the mountains!"

The sound of "...... whirring" sounded, and someone started setting fires, and several houses began to burn.

Gao Hanhai knew that the Khitans would not let go of this village, and when he saw that the Khitans were about to come over to Jiucang, they were holding torches in their hands. I couldn't help but feel anxious, and hurriedly whispered to the woman: "You are here, don't move around, I led those thieves to it!" After that, he jumped out of the straw pile, picked up the Pu knife, and rushed out of the warehouse, and sure enough, he saw three or two Khitan people galloping over.

"Dog thief! Your grandfather is here, but he's here to kill me! Gao Hanhai shouted, turned around and left. He was anxious to lure the Khitans out of this old warehouse.

The men were so caught by him, and galloped away at him, beating their horses in great haste.

Gao Hanhai did not sit still, and took out a bow and arrow from behind his back as he walked, seeing that the Khitan people were about to catch up, he turned around and was an arrow.

"Whew!" With a bang, an arrow pierced the chest of a Khitan horse soldier and knocked him to the ground with his men and horses.

The rest of the Khitans did not stop, and rushed towards Gaohanhai. "Kill!!"

"Good time!" Gao Hanhai made a sudden stop, and for a moment when a person rushed over, his body fell to the sky, and the Pu knife in his hand poked upward. But when he saw the horse galloping past him, the Khitan sword swung into the air.

I heard one of the horses screaming sadly, and his hooves fell to the ground weakly, pressing horizontally on the Khitan man riding on his back, and twitched. It turned out that when the horse crossed the head of the high sea, the high sea fell to the ground and stabbed the horse's belly open.

The remaining Khitan was annoyed and slashed at the high sea. Gao Hanhai's dexterous two turned over and dodged. At this moment, the Khitan man who fell to the ground also stood up, furious, and rushed towards Gao Hanhai with a knife.

"It's good to come!" Gao Hanhai shouted angrily, and the Pu knife slammed forward, as fast as lightning, where could the Khitan people hide, and the man squeezed his heart coldly, the tip of the knife showed out of his back, and he didn't snort, and fell to the ground.

"Huh! Scold! Several more Khitans found Gao Hanhai, and with a sound in their mouths, they urged their horses to rush to this side.

Gao Hanhai saw that the horse was galloping towards him, and he hurried a few steps, turned over, and squatted behind a low wall. The horse galloped over, and the Khitan missed with a sword, and was about to turn the horse around. But Zhao Ran felt a pain in his chest, and it was extremely heavy. When I looked down, I saw a bloody tip of a knife peeking through my chest. But he only heard the sound of blood surging in his throat, and his body shook a few times, and he fell headlong under the horse.

Another Khitan soldier wanted to pick up the bargain, so he asked Gao Hanhai to throw the Pu knife from his chest and pass it through his back. Gao Hanhai saw that he had stabbed the man and rushed over. He pulled out the Pu knife, led his horse, gathered away the other horse, turned over and rode one, led a horse, and ran towards the old warehouse.

"Wife...... Come out, boy! Gao Hanhai whispered. Just now he passed by, but he saw that the third elder of the An family died in battle, and he was also worried about his family. [.]