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The Huns, who could understand Chinese, were thrown in front of Pang Long.

"You sent someone to inform the Hun army, right?" Pang Long asked in a cold voice.

The man gritted his teeth and stared at Pang Long without saying a word.

"We will exchange food and water with you, but we owe you and others?" Pang Longhan pointed at the knife and asked again sharply.

The man still stared at Pang Long and didn't say a word.

"Give me a favor, and repay it tenfold; If you have an enmity with me, you will pay it back a hundredfold. ”

The knife fell on the head, and the blood rushed to the wind.

A few drops of warm blood splashed on Pang Long's pale face, making it even more hideous.

"Ponah, it's not right for you to do this."

What's wrong? What's wrong?

"Ponah, killing people alone can't solve all problems. If you can't kill someone, don't kill someone. ”

If I don't kill, people will kill me!

"Pang A, killing the enemy on the battlefield is a meritorious achievement. Killing people outside the battlefield, that's a crime. ”

Battlefields, battlefields everywhere, where there are people, is a battlefield!

"Pang A, I hope you can keep your heart and don't lose yourself in war and killing, that's just a thunderbolt, real conquest, only ideologically and culturally, the conquest of civilization will last long."

It's nice to say, who can do it, who can do it, no one can really do it...

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It seems that countless Liu Zhangs are chattering around Pang Long. It was as if countless voices were arguing.

Pang Long's head was in pain.

At this moment, a loud baby cry pulled Pang Long back to reality.

"Stop!" Pang Long hurriedly shouted.

When he rushed to look, the baby's mother had been killed, and the child instinctively cried as if he could sense danger. Pang Long picked up the child and ordered: "Everyone stop, if they are still alive, let them go." ”

Qiu Jie looked at Pang Long a little stupidly, as if he didn't know him.

It was you who ordered the massacre. Now he ordered it to stop. Besides, if there were no whistleblowers from these people, how could the whereabouts of his group be leaked, and how could he lose so many Feijun brothers.

"What are you doing? Pass the order down. Let go alive. Immediately ready to go, the Huns may soon catch up. ”

"Stop, let those who are alive go. Ready to go! Qiu Jie hurriedly ordered, and then asked Pang Long: "What should I do with this child?" ”

"Child, let's take it." Pang Long didn't talk nonsense with him, only said a short sentence. Then put the child's swaddling clothes on yourself. I found a piece of burning firewood, and left a line of black letters on the nearby tent: Give me a favor, and repay it tenfold; If you have an enmity with me, you will pay it back a hundredfold.

Signed: Yizhou Panglong.

When he had finished writing, he threw the firewood, then turned over his horse and said in a loud voice, "Brothers, go!" "The horse galloped away.

Pang Long just now, he wielded a knife to kill for the first time. His mind was almost lost, and it was the child's cry that woke him up, otherwise he would probably have gone mad. So he had a special affection for the child.

"Huge, where are we going?"

"Follow me, kill back!" Pang Long's long knife pointed forward and shouted sharply. Then he whispered to himself: "War always kills people." ”

The Huns didn't expect Pang Long's gang to break through from the front and rush out of the grove. It was too late to set the fire.

When the Huns hurriedly gathered a team to chase over, they didn't expect Pang Long and the others to turn around and kill back. At first, the Hun pursuers thought it was their own people, but they didn't expect that this group of people had finally escaped, how could they come back to find death. When I got closer, I realized that something was wrong. The outfit is noticeably different.

Pang Long: They don't talk nonsense at all. Now I can't care about cherishing the crossbow arrows, and the crossbow **** is like a storm, like a whirlwind, and rushes into the team of the Huns.

In fact, this is a team of more than 1,000 Huns. There weren't many people left, hundreds of people died in the grove, and there were still a few hundred people left, and more than a hundred people were killed by Pang Long.

The Huns didn't expect this group of people to be so tough and so desperate.

Seeing that his number is getting smaller and smaller. But it is impossible to eliminate this group of outlaws. These people's crossbow arrows are too sharp, and they often cooperate with each other, killing one of the other party, and they have to lose several or even a dozen people. The remaining more than 300 Huns, seeing that the situation was not good, whistled, scattered and fled, and actually ran away.

It seems that he still responds to that sentence, the one who is afraid of the horizontal, and the one who is afraid of not dying.

At this time, the east was white. It's getting dark.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, focus on retrieving our crossbow arrows, and hurry up." Pang Long ordered again.

Recovering the crossbow arrows is the most critical, and now the crossbow arrows in the hands of the flying army are almost gone, but fortunately the Huns retreated, otherwise they would have to fight for knives. Although the flying army is not afraid of fighting knives, the casualties will definitely multiply several times.

Recovered some crossbow arrows along the way, and then returned to the battlefield in the grove to recover some.

The grove had been burned down, and not many bolts had been recovered.

"How many more brothers?"

Qiu Jie's eyes were wet, and he was obviously stagnant, "With the two of us, there are seventy-two living people, but most of them are injured." "Qiu Jie has the heart to die, all of them are flying in the army, and after a trip, twenty-nine people died, thirty percent of them were killed, and I don't know how many people will die later. Feijun, that is the heart of the lord, there are only a few hundred people in total, and all of them are piled up with gold by the lord. The best equipment, the best training, the best treatment. If the flying army of all is folded in his own hands, Qiu Jie would not dare to think of this result.

Pang Long was silent for a few seconds, "Put the brothers who died together and bury them simply." Ready to go. Pang Long ordered in a cold voice. Then he added, "Remember to make a mark." ”

When they set off again, the flying army changed their costumes.

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom.

Pang Long decided to keep a low profile, since it is his current trough, then he must have a trough appearance, and he can't be too arrogant.

The most important thing is that he can't see Qiu Jie's sad appearance.

In order to reduce the number of deaths, Pang Long ordered that everyone change into Hun clothes and dress up as Huns. At the very least, the herders do not see them as enemies and avoid unnecessary attacks.

"Huge, where are we going next?"

"Continue east."

"Why are you still going east? Isn't it getting farther and farther away from Hanzhong to the east? We should go south, and then west, right? ”

"Heading south, you are likely to encounter the Huns going south. I don't know if I will meet the Xiliang soldiers to the west. Only to the east. Rest assured, it's almost enough to walk for two more days. ”

"Boss, I'm really worried about following you. Who knows if you're telling the truth. Qiu Jie muttered, obviously not believing Pang Long's words. Also, you have such a child, it affects our actions very much, crying in the middle of the night, ghosts crying wolves, and everyone can't sleep. ”

"That's no way, if you have milk, he won't cry."

"What? Milk? I really don't understand you. Why don't you find someone to give it away? ”

"It is said that the Huns are wolves on the grassland, so I want to raise a little wolf cub to see. Speaking of which, the teacher doesn't have a son yet, maybe it's not bad to give it to the teacher as a son. ”

"How dare you think about it. What is the identity of our lord, he will ask a Hun wild child to be his son, besides, we killed his family, and he will not be able to seek revenge from us when he grows up. I think you're completely obsessed. ”

"There is no such thing as an immortal in war. There are many people who have died. Should his family be special? Our Feijun brothers are also human, and it's not that they are gone. There is no reason to talk about war, that is, if you kill me, I will kill you, and he can't complain about us. Pang Long was talking to Qiu Jie, looking around, "There seems to be a herdsman's tent over there, you take the child and ask for some mare's milk and goat's milk and the like." As he spoke, he untied the child and handed it to Qiu Jie.

"Why me?" Boss Qiu Jie was reluctant.

"Because you look like a Hun, with a big head and a thick neck. If you don't go, he'll be so noisy at night that everyone can't sleep. Remember not to speak, as soon as you speak, you will be exposed. (To be continued.) )

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