In the history of the late Yuan Dynasty and the early Ming Dynasty, there was a terrifying army, the Huaiyou soldiers! They are almost like beasts, turn into good eaters, call the old people to add firewood, women to rotten bones, children to envy sheep, and even said to have eaten up the huge Yangzhou, but the fate of this beast army is not to be destroyed, but integrated into the Ming army, defeated by Zhu Yuanzhang, and absorbed.

It seems that the horror genes they left behind have also taken root in the Ming army like ghosts!

The whole ruined manor was in chaos, and everywhere you could see messy cavalry and infantry waving torches, like a group of evil spirits crawling up from hell, killing in the world.

With a clattering sound, the head splashed out, leaving a fresh blood stain on the wall, and with a flutter, a frightened fleeing victim was stabbed through from behind, and crawled right under the eaves where Wen Meng rested, and on top of the two starving bones, a new wisp of dead soul was added.

"Official! The little ones are good citizens! There has never been a traitor! Why! Why do you want to kill so much! ”

"Didn't commit a traitor? Hmph, you and other landless and proletarian lazy people, causing trouble, sitting and eating empty mountains! Sooner or later, you have to vote for the thieves, and Master He has an order to slaughter them all to eliminate the trouble of thieves!"

In the frightened look of the old man who followed Wen Meng during the day, the face of the unashamed court officer suddenly showed an unprecedented cruel smile, shouting hideously.

"This is also a chance for you to serve the court, hahaha!"

The big knife flashed, the head fell to the ground, and under the frightened and desperate expression of the old man, the slaughtered corpses were dragged up by these beast soldiers, and the beams and beds were dismantled, and they were slaughtered on the spot.

"These bastards, are they still fucking humans!"

It was really said that he had escaped, lying outside the village and watching this scene, Wen Meng was simply incredible.

From the first day of the formation of the Dongjiang New Army, Mao Jue told every soldier under his command that the purpose of their existence is to defend their hometown and protect their fathers and fellow villagers, and the huge Dongjiang Army also takes this as its own responsibility.

His eyes widened, the green tendons on his head burst out, full of anger, Wen Meng couldn't even suppress his anger, and wanted to climb out of the ridge and kill these well-dressed beasts, the frightened Song Xiance hugged his thighs and kept screaming in his mouth.

"General Wen! Bun-sama! The big picture matters! The big picture matters!"

But the two of them choked, didn't pay attention to the girl's house next to them, and looked at the cauldron by the well in the middle of the village, those officers and soldiers were scooping up large pieces of meat, eating with their mouths full of oil, and some even cut them alive directly beside them, which was extremely cruel, Yuan Xiang'er, the young lady's little face, turned pale, and her mouth couldn't stop trembling, and finally, a feeling of nausea came up suddenly, pinching her throat, and she spit it out violently.

At this moment, the two Hebe cavalrymen standing on the edge of the field at the entrance of the village turned their heads sharply.

"Wow! There's still a remnant of this, tsk, it's still a girl, God treats our brothers well! I didn't eat that hot bite, but I can still have something delicious here!"

Following the sound, the two beasts suddenly turned over the ridge where they were hiding, the sound came from behind, Yuan Xiang'er, who was still looking ahead, was suddenly frightened, the whole person was trembling like a little sparrow in winter, and Song Xiance on the side also showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and he hugged his fist in a sad way.

"Two, two military masters, look, the small ones are all deformed, eat the small ones, yes, it's not good for the body!"

"Hey, it just so happened that Lang Zhong said that Lao Tzu has to eat some vegetarian food, this girl is roasted, this dwarf winter melon, just fucking stew a winter melon soup, hahaha!"

Ugly laughing, full of hideousness, facing the two of them, the two He family soldiers were about to pounce, frightened to the extreme, Yuan Xiang'er opened his mouth and wanted to shout, who knew that the tiger's Song Xiance hurriedly kicked and kicked, covering her small mouth with his hand, that head, seeing that the two pairs of dirty claws were about to catch Yuan Xiang'er, this kung fu, the two calf-thick arms suddenly strangled the throats of the two He family soldiers from behind at the same time.

In the sound of Gelong's bones deformed, the two of them picked at the arm in disbelief, but as an officer, Mao Jue's requirements were stricter, don't look at Wen Meng's day hanging, hundreds of thousands, millions of horizontal bar pull-ups, he forgot, strong and powerful muscles are comparable to these ruffian-style soldiers, their eyes are white, their mouths are foaming, more than ten seconds, the legs of the two He family army cavalry are completely soft, and their arms are also drooping to the side, and they are lifeless.

But even so, he didn't dare to be careless, leaving the right hand side, Wen Meng hurriedly carried the head of He Jiajun on his left arm and twisted it, and after throwing down the corpse, he suddenly twisted the right head, and then the cat bent his waist and quickly grabbed the horses of the two cavalrymen.

But no one expected that the mutation happened again at this time, and the flowery horse on the left suddenly exploded like a hoof, leading two He Jiajun to climb up against the earthen wall, leaning their necks and shouting.

"Liu dog eggs?"

Where dare to echo, Wen Meng desperately gestured to the ridge: Get on the horse!

This will not need to be forced to pad with his hands, a big jump, Song Xiance is a monkey stabbing and climbing into the saddle, but Yuan Xiang'er was frightened, no matter what, he couldn't get up, seeing that something was wrong, those He Jiajun were already forcing here with spears, oops, in Yuan Xiang'er's desperate eyes, Wen Meng climbed on the horse by himself and shook the reins suddenly.

"There's someone here!"

The horses all ran away, and the cannibalistic He family army was also angry, and roared angrily, and the beast soldiers who were still feasting in the village also immediately threw the things in their hands, and Hula gathered all of a sudden, seeing a group of beasts with blood and oil on their chests scolding and scolding and running towards themselves, Yuan Xiang'er, who was desperate to the extreme, was driven by the desire to survive, and finally stood up with the ridge and staggered to the field.

The whizzing arrows fell directly beside her, and the shouts made the little girl's heart beat wildly to almost a standstill, and she ran dozens of steps in a row, and suddenly stiffened under her feet, screaming and she fell to the ground, turned over violently, and led her to complete despair, with a hideous ugly face and a cruel grin, and pointed at her with a spear.

Click~

The sound of the watermelon crumbling sounded, and in Yuan Xiang'er's scream, the ugly head was directly gone, and under her incredible eyes, Wen Meng's old face full of stubble was as beautiful as an angel at the moment, and he came around from behind the ridge, and a tree root smashed the guy's head, threw the bloody tree root, and picked up the little white sheep-like Yuan Xiang'er in his arms like a sheep, and Wen Meng flicked the horse whip wildly.

"Drive!"

This is another dead man! Seeing that Wen Meng's figure was about to disappear into the night mist, that He Jiajun Qian's mouth was crooked, and he also roared like a beast.

"Give Lao Tzu chase! I'm going to dig out the hearts and livers of this pair of dogs and men and drink them!"

The wild horses neighed, and hundreds of cavalry of the He family army also threw up the reins of their horses together and galloped towards the southwest.

At the end of Qin, there was Xiao He chasing Han Xin on a moonlit night, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, a perverted cannibal man chasing a muscular man on a moonlit night came out, and this one was unlucky for Wen Meng, and it was a dusty day for several days, but this month the moon was bright and round and stared at the beads of the eyes, and it seemed that it was a big plain here, and he ran for more than ten miles, and he was stunned.

What's even more tragic is that running and running, the horse is not good, come out to patrol at night to have fun, these cavalry of the He family army have been running for more than ten miles, Wen Meng is a strong man of more than 160 pounds, no matter how light Yuan Xiang'er is, there is also a hundred catties, more than 200 catties pressed down, this horse has been spitting foam while running.

"Fuck it!"

An old tree fork, watching the horse's legs running was really soft, Wen Meng scolded and simply pulled the horse's reins, as soon as it stopped, the horse sat down, and Song Xiance, who was running around, also hurriedly pulled the horse's reins and came back.

"What's wrong?"

"The horse is gone! Lao Song, you take Sister Yuan to go first, Lao Tzu will meet these deflated three!"

Leng Buding woke up in shock, Song Xiance didn't say anything! Yuan Xiang'er first exclaimed in disbelief.

"No, I'm not leaving!"

"Why don't you go and wait for those turtle grandchildren to roast the big beauties? Don't get in the way here, Lao Tzu is still distracted. ”

"That's not going to work, let them roast me, you guys go!"

The little face suddenly showed a resolute expression, and pushed Wen Meng, this girl actually opened her arms, to block in front of the two of them, looking at Yuan Xiang'er like the little hen protecting the cubs, for a while, Wen Meng was a little crying and laughing, hugging her waist, and this reckless man threw her behind him again.

"Lao Tzu has not yet let women send me to death, listen to me, go!"

"I'm not leaving!"

"Lao Tzu is not necessarily dead, I am Dongjiang Wenmeng, the first vanguard officer under the command of Lord Mao Jue, the governor of Liaodong, listen to me, follow Lord Song, and wait for me behind!"

Wait for me!

Light and fluttering are two words that have never been heavier than ever, looking at Wen Meng smiling confidently and grinning and patting his chest, Yuan Xiang'er couldn't help but be stunned, and for a full second or two, he nodded heavily.

"I'll wait for you!"

"Let's go!"

Pushed her again, glanced at Song Xiance, Wen Meng picked up a dead tree on the side, looked at the cavalry of the He family army that was getting closer and closer, a bloodlust appeared on Wen Meng's face, shook his neck, made a rattling sound, shook the stick in his hand, Wen Meng grinned.

"Hey, miscellaneous people, come to your grandfather Wen!"

Looking at the way he was kept, those cavalrymen of the He family army couldn't help but show the same cruel expression, and a tall and strong cavalryman at the front smiled and raised his saber and kicked his mount violently.

Puff~

Everyone was stunned, and a stream of blood rushed out.

Of course, Wen Meng couldn't be killed so easily, but his chance to pretend to be brilliant was gone, and a long arrow trembled into the chest of the cavalryman, and after running for a few meters in a row, the He family's military fell down in disbelief.

"Kill the official dog!"

Who would have thought that there was actually an ambush in this small forest, looking at the cavalry of the He family army in a daze, a swarm rushed out, and more than a dozen arrows fell in the ranks of the official army in a hurry, and then the hoe and pickaxe Ping Pong hit.

This head is quite tragic, the group of people fought randomly, stunned for a while, Wen Meng, who felt that he couldn't hold his face, also howled like a wild bear, threw the stick, and walked a few steps quickly to catch up with the nearest He family cavalry, and dragged a man of more than 100 catties off the horse with his belt, and twisted his neck violently in this person's unbelievable eyes, and snatched the short spear in his hand in this person's undead convulsions.

"Let your archers go over there to shoot arrows, block the retreat of these dog thieves, don't run away from the long soldiers, form a formation!"

Even if the official army was caught off guard, and a group of peasant troops fought in a mess, they were still hacked to death by the He Jiajun one by one, and this little leader of the homeless people was grinning there, and he almost didn't fall off his horse with a cold roar.

Seeing Wen Meng pointing fingers there, this thing shouted impatiently.

"Who are you good at?"

"Don't know me?"

Pointing to his nose, he asked in amazement, and then Wen Meng slapped him like a small fan.

"Do you know this?"

With a big slap in the face, the little leader rolled off his horse with a wolf howl and shouted at his team.

"Archers, shoot to the west, block the retreat of the official dogs, and leave the brothers close together, gather in a bunch to kill them!"

This peasant army is a little more orderly, hundreds of people work together, only a few dozen officers and soldiers suddenly can't stand it, the He family army always shouted twice, let his subordinates carry it, he turned around and pulled the horse and began to slide back.

"His grandmother's, want to run?"

has been thrown away, Wen Meng's belly is angry and hasn't set off yet! Carrying the broken spear, he turned over the horse of the little leader, and chased after more than twenty people with the horse's buttocks.

"Hey! Strongman, you don't want to die!"

"Borrow your horse and cut off two heads, and I'll pay you back after chopping it off!"

Turning around and shouting, Wen Meng had already stabbed out like lightning with a short spear, poof, a bloody hole opened on his back, I don't know if there was human flesh just eaten squirting out, and finally the first He Jiajun soldier screamed and fell off the horse.

The words dragged on for a long time, Wen Meng had already disappeared into the night, and as the horse's hooves vibrate, the scene of the muscular man chasing the ogre was staged again.

…………

This chase is the middle of the night, Wen Meng is also Meng Lang, and he threw Song Xiance and Yuan Xiang'er to a group of people who don't know each other, fortunately, this group of homeless people is not a perverted cannibal or Jiangyang thief, these guys seem to have only put down their hoes not long ago, this head overturned more than 60 officers and soldiers of the He family army in Shaanxi, and the first group of people happily cleaned the battlefield and turned over the corpses, and packed up the swords, guns and war horses of the official army.

Although he scolded Wen Meng and his eldest nephew in his heart, Song Xiance was close to those peasant armies on the face, and he could make do with them, but don't come to the pot, and Yuan Xiang'er pinched his two little hands together eagerly, and looked out of the grove with his feet crossed.

I don't know how long I looked at it, a rapid sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from the morning mist, still cleaning the battlefield, the peasant army buried the corpse suddenly became nervous, more than a dozen archers pulled the rough hunting bow away, and Yuan Xiang'er also raised his little feet to the extreme.

Finally did not disappoint her, Wen Meng's rough beard and horse face were revealed from the morning mist, and it seemed that he was tired from running, and the horses were all drooping their heads, but under the horse's neck, there was a long string of grapes-like things, and it was dripping with bright red liquid.

"Whoa! After the people are killed, the horse is still young, and this thing is also for you!"

With a bang, the bloody Shaanxi short gun was thrown in front of the big list of stupid little leaders who looked at it, and Wen Meng easily turned over and dismounted! The eldest husband did something and didn't do anything, getting rid of these well-dressed beasts, and it can be regarded as a tribute to the spirits of the refugees who had been walking with them for several days, and his heart was relaxed.

But before he could finish this forced outfit, a gray shadow of a robe had already swooped into his arms like a big butterfly.

"Brother Wen!"

"Oh, girl, don't be like this, dirty, bloody!"

(End of chapter)