It was like a thunderbolt that left Gertu's head empty, and his eyes widened as if what he had heard was not true.

"Hahaha, ahem, ahem...... Well dead, good dead! ”

When the lame old man heard the news, the original terrifying smile on his face seemed to have become hideous at this moment, and his dirty hair mixed with blood was hanging on his face.

The old man's hoarse laughter seemed to be like a demon in hell at the moment, but the endless mockery in his eyes stabbed at Gertu like two swords.

Gertu was extremely angry and angry at this time. His chest was constantly rising and falling, like a bellows.

Then I felt a hot current rise in my chest and rush straight to my throat, and I spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

The tall body, which was usually as strong as a mountain, shook unexpectedly, and if it weren't for the soldiers around him to support him, I am afraid that he would have fallen to the ground at this time.

The successive blows finally drove him crazy, and at this time, the composure of being the leader was still dissipated by the wind.

He steadied himself, pushed away the soldier who was holding him, and then walked to the front and shouted at the lame old man with a hideous glare.

"It's you! It must be you. ”

The only thing that responded to Gertu was the lame old man's hahaha laughter, and looking at Gertu's miserable appearance, the lame old man's heart was full of joy.

"I want you dead!"

Gertu clenched his fists directly, grabbed the lame old man's throat, and shouted a punch that slammed into the lame old man's head.

The terrifying force brought the lame old man's laughter to an abrupt end, and a cheerful and hideous smile came to rest on his face.

A conspicuous hole appeared in his forehead, and the lame old man's body flew backwards suddenly, and he fell to the ground staring at the sky.

The mocking smile was forever on his face, as if he was dead and would laugh at Gertu forever.

The deaths of the children and the lady of Gertu were indeed the work of the old man, and he did it purely for revenge.

More than ten years ago, the son of the lame old man was brutally murdered here by Gertu, and sacrificed for the wolves.

And the lame old man was only broken because he was very good at raising horses, and then he was left in the Bari tribe to raise horses for him.

For more than a decade, the seeds of hatred have grown unchecked, but the lame old man, who has always wanted revenge, has not found an opportunity.

Gradually, for this opportunity, he waited for more than ten years.

And this summer's infiltration gave him an opportunity, and although it was very slim, he knew that this might be the only chance left.

And he also knew that his age could not wait for the next opportunity, so he simply gambled.

While sneaking into the horse pen in the summer, he even went out of his way to interfere with the guards in order to prevent the summer from being discovered.

That's why it's so easy to dive in in the summer.

After making a stir in the summer, the lame old man's heart was greatly rejoiced.

He didn't expect Summer to do such a thing, he thought it was just a simple assassination, but it turned the entire Bari tribe upside down.

But the more these Donghu people suffered, the happier he became.

After escaping in the summer, Zamu and Gertu followed him in pursuit, so he rode his lame horse into the woods to deliberately disrupt Gertu's pursuit and make some simple arrangements.

This is done to buy yourself a lot of time.

As a lame old man who has raised horses all his life, he knows how to communicate with horses and how to drive them crazy.

So when he returned to the Barry tribe, he frightened the herd of horses, which had been controlled by the vine bones, and went berserk again.

And the vine bones were trampled to death by the suddenly furious herd of horses.

Then he led the horses to trample the entire camp and set fire to it.

Eventually, he found Gertu's wife and two children hiding in a corner, and then drove their horses into and killed the three.

The desire for revenge, which had been suppressed for more than ten years, completely exploded at this moment.

The lame old man, who has rarely spoken for more than ten years, is completely crazy tonight because of hatred.

He dragged the bodies of his relatives back to the tent and hung them from the beams of the house.

Just as when Gertu took his son, who had just turned 10 years old, he hung from a tree and let his wolves eat it for sacrificial purposes.

And now he hangs the bodies of the three on the beams of the house to comfort his son's soul in heaven.

The lame old man who had taken revenge had no restraint in his heart at the moment, and he was bent on death. So he stayed here to see how remorseful this enemy looked.

And Gertu's reaction really didn't disappoint him, which made him extremely happy in the bottom of his heart.

"Hang his body for me, even if he dies, don't feel good!"

Getu glared at the lame old man who was lying dead on the ground not far away, and angrily ordered the soldiers.

"Gertu, my Uncle Zamu is dying, you son of a bitch, call the witch doctor over!"

At this time, Qi Fuyan looked at Zamu, who was already unconscious, and shouted at Getu.

"Smack!"

There was a loud crisp sound, and Qi Fuyan only felt the pain on his face like fire, and he looked at Gertu in a daze, and this slap directly blinded him.

He had no idea that he would be slapped by the leader of a small tribe under him.

"Take the third prince and General Zamu to settle down, and by the way, call the best witch doctor in the tribe to treat General Zamu's wounds."

Gertu said with a gloomy face, then turned and walked to his wife's tent.

As soon as he opened the curtain, three familiar figures hung in front of his eyes, and they were his wife and children.

Gertu had four children in his lifetime, the eldest of whom was married to the son of a large tribal chief.

The second son has been killed in the conflict, and now the only remaining two children and one of their favorite ladies have died tragically in front of him tonight.

At this time, Gertu's heart was full of grief, and his face was full of sorrow.

After the soldiers laid the three down, Gertu held the bodies of his wife and child in his arms, rubbing his face against the blood on his body.

The oppressive and mournful atmosphere instantly infected the surrounding environment, and the soldiers lowered their blades one after another, bowing their heads with solemn expressions.

After a long time, Gertu took a deep breath and tried to calm his trembling body, and then carried the bodies of his wife and children to the couch one by one.

"Gather all the people, and assemble them in three moments."

The flat voice sounded, like a fierce cold wind blowing on the ancient ice field, which made the soldiers around them feel cold in their hearts, and then immediately rushed outside to blow the horn of assembly.

Although they don't know why the leader, who has always been hot-tempered, has become so calm after being hit so hard, the soldiers around the camp know that the leader is definitely dangerous at this moment.