Boom! A loud bang startled Zhao Lie from his slumber. The eyes were greeted by bursting door panels, sharp weapons that flashed with cold light, and a wolf-like figure.

"There are gangsters!" Zhao Lie, whose thinking was still stuck in the professional instinct of the police, jumped up, picked up the "soil pillow" wrapped in hard soil with clothes, and smashed it over.

The clothes were flying, and the heavy hard clod hit the chest of a man in the middle. That person didn't expect Zhao Lie to react so quickly, or he didn't expect the other party to fight back at all, and threw his knife on the ground with a shout.

Zhao Hunt grabbed his hands randomly, but there was nothing left around him. The next moment, the bright tip of the spear and the Pu knife were against the chest and neck.

"Ouch, it hurts me!" The man on the ground struggled to get up, grabbed the wrist knife that fell to the ground, gritted his teeth and pounced on him, "Master is going to kill him!" ”

The tip of the knife continued to expand, Zhao Lie's eyes widened, his blood surged, and his fists were clenched. Fight! It's better than being killed like a pig.

At the end of the day, an impatient voice came from outside the house: "Have you caught anyone?" ”

Almost at the same time, Zhao Lie's body shrank backwards and kicked the other party out with one kick. At this moment, the blade was still on the neck, and the tip of the spear was only half a foot apart, as long as the knife slashed and stabbed, Zhao Hunt would be splashed with blood on the spot, but the two hesitated.

The shouting guy outside the house heard the movement, looked at it, and said: "Tu Laosan, you three big men with knives and guns in their hands, you can't hold a bare-handed kid, and the more you mix, the more you go back." ”

Tu Laosan struggled to get up, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, stroked his chest and coughed, and his face was like a pig's liver: "Gaoli squirt, if it weren't for it...... cough cough cough ...... If you hadn't shouted at you, you would have pierced this little bastard...... It's cold. ”

The other party pouted: "You think I want to shout?" It was Bou and the master who asked you to escort the people onto the boat quickly, and the people on the boat were still waiting to carry things. ”

The knife and gun were put on his chest and neck again, Tu Laosan wiped the blood from his mouth, and stared at Zhao Lie viciously: "Wait for the boat, see how the master rectifies you!" ”

When Zhao Lie was pushed out of the hut, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Ding Laohan fell in a pool of blood, and his body twitched from time to time. Ding Xiaoqi fell to the ground, his face was stepped into the sand with a big foot, and his sister fainted on the beach more than ten meters away. Ma Nanchun and Shi Yang were also like Zhao Hunt, each restrained by a soldier with a knife and a gun. Both of them had sad and angry faces on their faces, but Shi Yang looked at the forest behind the house from time to time, his fists clenched tightly, and his expression was out of anger.

What happened in the woods? More importantly, where did these villains come from? Is it a bad guy or a ......

"Hahaha!" There was a burst of wild laughter in the forest, and a big man in armor with a bare head combed with pigtails behind him, his head like a bucket, and a round waist came out of the forest, holding a soft Shu'er under his ribs, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The man who had just called outside the house immediately greeted him with flattery and said a few words in a language he did not understand. This person has a big cake face, sparse eyebrows, a shy belly, from the shoulders to the waist to the legs, almost a straight line, quite a bit of a wooden appearance, no wonder Tu Laosan called him "Mullet". Well? Still a Korean.

The big man in armor replied with a few words, and laughed again. So the Goryeo people and the few soldiers who restrained Zhao Lie, Ma Nanchun, and Shi Yang also laughed. But looking at their blank eyes, I am afraid that I don't know what the other party says.

Zhao Lie heard it, and the armored man spoke in Mongolian. When he was in the police academy, he had a roommate who was from Inner Mongolia, and from time to time he showed a few words of his hometown dialect and invited him to travel to Inner Mongolia together. Living in yurts, riding horses, drinking milk tea, grazing with herders, etc. After a holiday, I learned some Mongolian language.

Mongolian, Mongolian Han, Korean, and these military Hans, is it difficult to ......

Zhao Lie's pupils contracted, and he blurted out: "Meng Yuan!" ”

On the other side, Ma Nanchun sighed: "That's right. If you knew this, it would be better to sink to the bottom of the sea yesterday than to suffer this humiliation. ”

The Mongolian man named Buhe strode over, and when he passed by the fisherman's girl, he bent down and picked her up and held her in the left rib.

The fisherman's girl woke up slowly, struggling desperately, grabbing and pounding. Bu He laughed, not caring at all, just tickling. Until he was hit hard in the crotch, and the laughter suddenly turned into a howl. Then the fisherman girl was thrown out and fell heavily on the beach.

The Korean people hurriedly picked up Buhe, and kept asking if it mattered if it was injured, and the nervous appearance, if it wasn't for the injury, I was afraid that they would have to help rub it.

Tu Laosan finally got an opportunity to flatter, and immediately pulled out his wrist knife, scolded and rushed towards the fisherman's girl.

Bu He covered his crotch and inhaled, the murderous intent on his face flashed, and he suddenly smiled evilly and said something in a loud voice. The Korean people hurriedly translated: "Buhe said that he likes the fierce mare the most, this little mare, he tames it." ”

Tu Laosan's fart slapped on the horse's feet, hurriedly stopped and put away the knife, and pulled off his waistband to tie up the fisherman's girl. The girl's resistance was unexpectedly fierce, crying and scolding, "You killed Grandpa!" You killed Grandpa! Scratching her hands and feet, kicking her teeth, Tu Laosan didn't dare to hurt her for a while, and she was scratched with several blood marks.

A sturdy figure appeared behind the entangled girl, and her feet immediately left the ground, and she was lifted high by the cloth and her, and she struggled but couldn't shake it.

"Bu and Master are really brave!" The Koreans were full of praise, and several new sergeants looked in awe.

The girl looked at Grandpa's corpse, crying silently, struggling for her life, but unable to move.

Zhao Lie took a deep breath and secretly calculated, there were seven enemies on the scene, all armed with sharp weapons. And there are only three people on his own side who can fight, not to mention the number of people who are less than half, and they are all bare-handed, and they are all controlled, no matter how you look at it, there is no possibility of turning the tables.

Is that the end of it? Just like Ma Nanchun said, it's better to sink to the bottom of the sea?

Soon, the Mongolian Han gave an affirmative answer.

"The cloth and the lord said, from now on, you are his spoils of war, the slaves of the cloth and the family. The man wants to fight for the cloth and the master, and the woman wants to give birth to a baby for the cloth and the master. Don't have any hope, the Song Kingdom has been destroyed, your little emperors have jumped into the sea, and there is no choice but to be the obedient people of the Great Yuan Kingdom. Do things well, and the cloth and the master will not treat you badly. For example......"

The Koreans suddenly smiled evilly at Shi Yang, and gave a thumbs up to Shu'er: "What?" Nervous about this girl? Then work hard for Bu and the master, as long as you kill more enemies and make meritorious contributions, as soon as the cloth and the master are happy, maybe they will reward this slave girl to you. However, at least after she has a large number of babies for Bu and the master...... Hahahaha! ”

Shi Yang's neck was suffocated, and as soon as he struggled, the guy who controlled him behind him was almost overturned. In anger, he struck him on the back with the hilt of his knife. Shi Yang was beaten headlong into the sand and almost held his breath.

Zhao Lie's shoulders moved, his neck stabbed, as if there was a sharp cut on the skin, and a cold voice came from behind: "Don't blame the master for letting you bleed if you move again." Then he said in a loud voice, "This kid his hands and finds a strap to tie it up." ”

Until his hands were tied behind his back, Zhao Lie couldn't figure out how to solve the current crisis, so he could only look for opportunities after getting on the boat. In short, he had one thought: live at sea, die at sea, and never set foot on land as a slave.

I can't afford to lose this person!

"Come all over and form a circle." The Goryeo people obviously had a high status among the servants of the Mongol Tatars, and they were fluent in the Song and Mongolian Chinese languages, and they looked like the spokesmen of the master's son, constantly giving orders, "Tu Laosan, you go and inform the boatmen and miscellaneous servants and tell them to get off the ship and move things." These damned Nanban fishermen actually stole so much of the spoils of our Great Yuan Army, and they died innocently. ”

In the push and shove, Zhao Lie was pushed and collided with Ma Nanchun, ignoring the pain, and asked hurriedly: "When did these bastards go to the island?" How come I don't know at all? ”

Ma Nanchun smiled bitterly: "I couldn't sleep all night, but you slept groggyly." These people were sent by the thief army to clean up the battlefield at sea, and the leader was a Mengyuan Baihu, commanding a warship. I didn't know what clues I found, so I suddenly landed on the island to search, and the results were ...... Several boat families behind the mountain were slaughtered, and we were still strong, so we were left with a cheap life......"

"Why did you kill Uncle Ding?"

"Because he was old, and he annoyed the Tartar by protecting his granddaughter, he gave it to ...... Alas! ”

"What? Just because of this? ”

"Isn't that enough?"

Ma Nanchun's rhetorical question made Zhao Lie stunned, and immediately remembered that his roommate had said the cruel survival rule of the ancient grassland people: respect the young and the old.

Whenever there is a disaster on the grassland, when the family is hungry, the old man will leave on his own and disappear into the wind and snow. Use this cruel "eat less" way to become the whole family and children. The old man is a burden to the steppe people, and there is no old man in the spoils of the Montars!

"Ahh

A scream interrupted Zhao Lie's thoughts, and he turned his head to look, only to see Buhe holding a bloody wrist and howling, and the fisherman's lips were more bright red with a sandy face, and a small piece of skin and flesh was attached to her mouth.

Bu He jumped like thunder, and he didn't care about taming any "little mare" anymore, he pressed the back of the girl's neck with one hand, and pulled out the meat cleaver at his waist with the other.

The girl raised her chin vigorously, her eyes were cold, and she was full of death. Zhao Lie, who was on the other side, saw it clearly, his heart throbbed, his blood surged, and he hissed: "You saved me, this life is back to you!" The tip of his left foot was inserted into the pile of sand, and with a fierce pick, a puddle of sand and dirt was hitting Bu He in the face, and Bu He threw a knife to cover his eyes and roared.

The new sergeant holding Zhao Hunt raised his knife in anger, Zhao Hunt did not dodge but greeted him, his back slammed into the opponent's chest, and the back of his head hit the bridge of the opponent's nose. The new sergeant covered his face with screams, blood spilling from his fingers.

At this time, another sergeant with a gun had already reacted and stabbed Zhao Lie in the ribs with his spear.

Zhao Lie couldn't dodge, and his hands were tied so that he couldn't get shot, and he was about to be shot. A figure from the spur rushed at him, knocking the spear-wielding sergeant out of the way with his shoulder.

Ma Nam Chun!

At this moment, three people who were tied up and seemed to have no resistance launched a desperate counterattack. However, this absolutely unfair counterattack only had the upper hand for a short time. When the enemy reacted, the situation was reversed without suspense.

Soon, Ma Nanchun was knocked down with a stick; The fisherman girl was knocked unconscious by a cloth and a slap; Shi Yang was scrambled by a knife before he could resist.

At this time, Zhao Lie was hitting the new sergeant with a series of knees, and the sergeant was also strong, his face was full of blood, and he couldn't open his eyes, and he actually held the waist knife tightly, not allowing Zhao Lie to have the opportunity to grab the knife and cut the rope.

Sonor! With a powerful side kick, the sergeant fell several feet in response, his hands and feet fluttering, and the sky was dark.

Zhao Lie gasped for breath and looked back at the five sword-wielding enemies who surrounded him—if nothing else, that large piece of cloth alone was enough to drink a pot.

With a little more time, he can crush this sergeant and break the rope with his sword, and then fight with his sword, and maybe there is a glimmer of life, but now...... Zhao Lie sighed, and simply sat on the ground, his eyes were cold: "Come on, hurry up." ”

Bu He opened his eyes and covered his eyes, holding a heavy Mongolian knife in one hand, his one eye flashed a cruel cold light, and the blade pointed and said something.

The Goryeo man waved his sword: "Master Buhe ordered him to be dismembered." After saying that, rushing to kill the opponent who has no ability to resist, it is risk-free and can please the master, which has always been his favorite thing to do.

The other three new sergeants also rushed to each other, and the sergeant who fell last scolded angrily, hitting and kicking Ding Xiaoqi who was holding one of his legs, and finally tore Ding Xiaoqi away and threw it out.

Ding Xiaoqi fell three steps in front of Zhao Lie, rolled a few times, knocked out several teeth, his mouth was full of blood, and something fell out of his arms.

"Xiaoyi, get out of the way......" Zhao Lie's voice stopped abruptly, staring straight at the thing that was close at hand.

A gun, it's actually a gun!

Heavy metal, black shiny, and the five-pointed star in the center of the grip is particularly eye-catching—isn't this the May Fourth pistol used by the gangster leader before the crossing? How could he fall out of Ding Xiaoyi's arms?

Zhao Lie's head was in a mess, and countless questions were crammed into it at once, but all the thoughts only existed for a few tenths of a second, and they were dispelled away by instantaneous instinct.

At this moment, Zhao Lie only had a gun and five heads in his mind.

The ugly face of Bu He, the funny smile of the Koreans, and the fierce expressions of the three new sergeants were close at hand.

Zhao Hunt's ass jumped up like a spring, and a tumbling gun was in his hand.

"Bang bang!"

Five bangs, five bursting heads.

Under the clear blue sky, a flock of seagulls flew in shock.