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Watching the ronin in the village below the mountain light a pyre, a Korean squad leader ran to Chen Erniu's side with fire in his eyes to ask for instructions.

"I'm not their father, let alone their mother, I want to keep my own house and go to the Japanese army by myself, and Lao Tzu is not their wet nurse."

Chen Erniu said coldly: "After burning this village, they may go to Jinjiagou in Houtun, you go and ask them if there are any soldiers in the special company in the tun; Yes, I killed this group of ronins in front of the ditch, no, I waited in the circuit after they burned and plundered. ”

"Captain, if not, what if they see that we don't help and betray us?"

The squad leader hesitated.

"Hmph, then tell them, Tu Village, I will do this kind of thing."

At this moment, Chen Erniu's gaze was so gloomy.

"Yes!"

The captain of the Korean clan shuddered in his heart, this time the squadron leader commanded their team, and he was still very happy at that time, and wanted to see the captain's legendary 100-meter headshot with his own eyes.

As a result, in the past two days, he has not seen any bullets, and the captain's gloomy face has made his heart tremble.

"My house, damn beasts these days!"

"Wow, these wicked dogs!"

In the mountains behind the village, the villagers cried as they watched their homes be set on fire by those Oriental ronins.

But in the face of the ronins below who were armed with oriental swords and Murata fast guns, no one dared to go down the mountain to die.

"Haha, these mountain rats, cowards!"

Panjing Toraoro clasped his hands together and slashed the Oriental knife in his hand, flaunting his martial arts towards the air, and sat down a few slashes against the woods in the back mountain.

The snow-bright blade left a few palpitating traces in the air.

"Haha-"

All the ronins are laughing out loud.

The fire was raging, huge pillars of smoke could be seen for ten miles, and the people of the nearby villages were all relatives and relatives, and they rushed to put out the fire with wooden barrels.

Just ran to the edge of the field outside the village, and stopped with a frightened face.

Panjing Hujiro took the map, pointed to Jinjiatun, about three miles behind the village, and said to Li Xianze, the interpreter beside him: "Yours, go and tell the Korean pigs in this village that they will be entertained with good wine and meat; Otherwise, this village is an example. ”

"When you leave the village, you have to honor fat chickens and pork!"

The ronin Xiudao Xiong Liu next to him grinned with yellow teeth, wore big crotch pants, and his eyes were full of lewd light: "Flower girl, little daughter-in-law, you want more, you want to be beautiful!" ”

Jin Jiagou.

At this time, the ancestral hall of Jinjiagou was crowded with men, women and children in the village, and everyone looked at the old patriarch with a frightened face.

"In the nearby villages, only our Jinjiagou is the closest to Jiashantun, so we have to guard against it;"

The old patriarch frowned and said, "Since Jiashantun is because the villagers fled into the mountain and angered the ronin, then let's not enter the mountain; But the valuable things in the house, pigs, dogs, chickens and ducks, and the young women in the house, these things that were hot in the eyes of the Japanese ronin, were hidden in the mountains in advance. ”

Listening to the words of the old patriarch, the people gathered in the ancestral hall suddenly relaxed, showing happy looks, thinking that such a group of ronins would never find a fork to burn the house.

"But—"

The old patriarch suddenly said faintly: "After all, in such a big village, there are not one or two young women who can't talk about it. ”

The ancestral hall suddenly fell silent, and the villagers with sisters, daughters, and mothers-in-law at home all showed frightened expressions.

Okay, who wants the women in their house to be spoiled by those ronins in turn?

Fortunately, the old patriarch didn't make everyone anxious this time, and looked at an old woman in the courtyard with old eyes and said: "Jin Qi's family, you have no man all these years, and it is not easy to pull three children into adulthood. ”

The old woman with a vegetable face and white hair was thinking about what had just happened, and when she heard the old patriarch call her name, she felt a fear of impending disaster.

"But what did your eldest son do, although the township party didn't say it, but everyone knew it in their hearts, this is a big crime of killing the head, and if you don't get it right, you will be connected to the entire tunzi."

Sure enough, the old patriarch changed the topic and talked about his intentions: "Two mountain soldiers came just now, and asked if anyone in this village had participated, you-"

The old patriarch was furious and said, "You dare to ask them if they know your son, you are not afraid that these people are spies from the city?" That's a catastrophe! ”

As soon as the old patriarch's words came out, the entire ancestral hall was enveloped in great horror, and the old woman, with tears on her face and trembling lips, sat on the ground and began to sobble in a low voice.

"Mother!"

Next to her, two fourteen or fifteen-year-old little girls, wearing patches and stacks of patches, but very clean, hurriedly went to support the old woman sitting on the ground.

The crowd retreated sharply, leaving a small space to draw a line with the plague god.

"Folks, I won't embarrass you, this job of serving the ronin will fall on you two women."

The old patriarch finished speaking cold-bloodedly and slowly closed his eyes.

"Hum—"

There was a lot of noise in the crowd, and there was a young woman in the house, and they all thought that they had escaped the disaster.

"Patriarch, please, please!"

The old woman's face turned pale with fright, and she trembled and slammed her head with a 'bang' sound, and the flesh and blood on her head suddenly blurred, staining the blue brick floor red.

"Mother, mother, don't knock, I'm so scared!"

The two little girls sitting on the ground next to them were so frightened that they cried and went to kowtow to the old woman and didn't let her kowtow again.

The old patriarch closed his eyes and said nothing.

The people on the side, with a little pity and a little schadenfreude, looked at the lonely mother and daughter in the field.

"Yo, this is a discussion about how to treat Taijun? Sure enough, they are all great good people. ”

At this time, at the gate of the open ancestral hall, there was a sudden shout, which startled everyone into a cold sweat, and even the old patriarch who closed his eyes and recuperated opened his eyes suddenly.

The crowd parted, and the ronin translated Li Xianze, and swaggered in: "Haha, there are so many flower girls, Taijun will definitely like it greatly." ”

"Yo, yo, what are you crying about, it's so miserable; Don't worry, just twenty-one Taijun, you are either too old and ugly, or too tender, Taijun doesn't like to play with sour pear eggs, likes to play - yes, it's such a peach. ”

Li Xian looked at the ancestral hall, the two coquettish aunts and daughters-in-law of the old patriarch, their eyes straightened, and they grinned greedily and said: "After Taijun plays later, I will also get it again, and I will have a good time." ”

"You-"

The old patriarch pointed at Li Xianze with trembling hands, unable to speak for a long time.

"There are a total of fifty-six women who can be, as for who Taijun doesn't get, it's up to your luck"

Li Xian nodded and checked the head, and said to the old patriarch with a smile: "Taijun said, good wine and good cauliflower girls, nothing is missing, one is missing, Tu Village!" ”

"Wow-"

The old patriarch was so angry that he didn't take a breath of air, and squirted a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Seeing Li Xian walking away triumphantly, the three sons of the old patriarch twisted their faces and shouted, "Father, we fought with them!" ”

"Bastard, what are you going to fight, the kitchen knife in your hand, or the hoe, you want two or three hundred people in this village to die with you? Think of your children and leave them homeless, freezing and starving like wild dogs this winter! ”