The pouring rain fell from the dark sky, completely extinguishing the few remaining embers, but no matter how heavy the rain was, it could not extinguish the raging anger in the hearts of the grief-stricken Heiwa and his brothers who stood in front of the ruins. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

They did come back before the birthday of the Shan Flower, but they were greeted not by the smiles and enthusiasm of the Shan Hua and the old and young of the clan, but by the cold corpses and the homes that had been completely destroyed, the village where their ancestors had lived for generations had been completely destroyed in a fire, and all the people had fallen in the dried blood.

Holding a lifelike phoenix hairpin tightly in his hand, Heiwa's nails were already deeply sunk into his palm, and he had to spend a lot of strength to control his emotions and keep himself from crying loudly. He snatched such a phoenix hairpin from a Han woman in a certain town, which he planned to use as a wedding gift, but he didn't expect that when he rushed back, his beloved Shanhua was no longer there, but her body was engulfed in fire and separated.

The other clansmen around also showed sadness and indignation on their faces, and a few of them kept shedding tears: "This must be done by the Han people!" They can't deal with us, so they will take our old men and women out of anger, we must not just forget it, we want revenge! ”

"Revenge! Kill all the Han people here, and kill all the Han people in Guilin City! One sentence finally aroused the anger in everyone's hearts, and all the Miao warriors pulled out their knives with traces of blood on their waists and shouted to the sky: "Our family can't die in vain!" But they completely forgot that not long ago, they had slaughtered many Han people, old and weak women and children who had no power to resist, and today is just retribution.

"What are we going to do next?" After venting for a while, everyone turned their attention to their leader, who is now the owner of this Miao village, a strong man in his forties.

Bao Weng's eyes were also full of hatred, but compared to these young people, more experience made him more calm: "Let's hurry to find the brothers of the other villages, I always feel that the changes in our villages will not be accidental, if it is really as I thought, their Han people will launch similar attacks on other villages, our village is over, we must not let our disaster fall on the heads of other tribes!" ”

Hearing him say this, the others suddenly woke up, and all of them showed worried looks. The relationship between the Miao people here is much more complicated than that between the Han people, they have their own hatred and disputes between the villages, but more of them are relatives who break the bones and tendons, and when they think that their uncle and other relatives may also suffer a similar disaster here, everyone feels a little anxious: "Then hurry up, we must send the news before the Han people attack our village, so as to be prepared." ”

"Let's go!" After glancing at the tombs of their relatives who had been hastily buried by them again, Bao Weng also nodded vigorously, and then his eyes fell on the black baby who was standing in front of Shanhua and their house in a daze, and patted him on the shoulder: "Heiwa, they are all dead, and now all we have to do is to avenge them!" ”

After taking a sharp breath, Heiwa regained her strength, and then pulled out the knife at her waist, cut off her left little finger in one fell swoop, and placed it in front of Shanhua's tomb. He completely ignored the wounds that kept bleeding, and just said to the bulging grave in a resolute tone: "Shanhua, I once promised to live and die with you. But now, I will have more important things to do, and I can only accompany you with this finger. Rest assured, after killing all the enemies who killed you, I will come back to accompany you. After saying this, he turned back very simply, and strode towards the outside of the village.

His words quickly encouraged the others, and the young Miao warriors raised their swords and swore an oath, and then followed Bao Weng towards the bottom of the mountain quickly. They knew that they had no time to delay, because at every moment, a village could be attacked by the Han Chinese, and they had to stop it as soon as possible.

But obviously, their wishes cannot be fulfilled for the time being. Because more than half a month before they learned that the Han people had retaliated against their own villages in such a cruel way, the city of Guilin had sent dozens of elite teams to clean the surrounding villages of various ethnic groups in Miao Zhuang.

Before leaving, they had already inquired about the specific location of each cottage and the size of the road into the village through the Miao Zhuang people detained in the city. In addition, among them, there are the Jinyi Guard scouts who are the best at finding enemies and raiding as commanders, and this counterattack operation is naturally extremely smooth.

Dozens of small Miao villages have been destroyed in their hands, and at this moment, many people are far away from Guilin City, exploring all the way to the stranger environment and mountains, and all the Miao Zhuang villages that appear in front of them, leaving only the old and weak to keep their homes.

It was Yang Zhen, who also took a group of people out of Guilin at this time, and kept searching within a radius of fifty miles from the city, looking for the Miao Zhuang village hidden in the deep mountains. However, Cai Yingyang, who came out with him, was a little hesitant and unbearable on his face: "Second brother, is your decision too cruel this time?" ”

After the young and straightforward stunned boy said this, his eyes stared at Yang Zhen for a moment. After learning about Yang Zhen's decision, he always wanted to ask, but he endured it to this day. And now, after knowing that Yang Zhen was going to do it himself, he couldn't help it, even if he would offend Yang Zhen because of it, he couldn't care about it.

Yang Zhen, who was carefully observing the surrounding mountain environment to determine whether it was possible to hide Miao Zhuang Village, did not show the slightest anger when he heard this, but just glanced at the other party lightly: "Do you think this decision I made is cruel and unnecessary?" ”

Cai Yingyang looked back at Yang Zhen without the slightest intention of flinching: "After all, they are just old and weak who have no strength to fight back, we really shouldn't do this, and it's not necessary." ”

"Really?" When Yang Zhen was about to make an explanation, a brother who was exploring the path in front hurried back with a gloomy expression: "My lord, I have found some information in front. ”

"Huh? But did any Miao warriors come to you? Yang Zhen said with a sigh of relief. They've done so much in the neighborhood that those guys should have sensed the problem and started to deal with it, so it's not too surprising to encounter the Hmong army here at this time. Moreover, from the serious expression of this subordinate, it can also be judged that he definitely did not come back to report after discovering Miao Zhuang Village.

Unexpectedly, the man shook his head: "No, my lord, you should go over and take a look......" Speaking of this, his expression was gloomy, and there was a trace of anger on his face.

Yang Zhen and the others hurriedly followed him forward, and after turning a mountain corner, they saw a scene in a col that made them full of anger-

I saw that in this small mountain col, dozens of corpses were scattered all over the place, although all their clothes had been stripped of their clothes, but only from their hair ornaments and appearance, they could still identify their Han identity. Most of these people, women and old people, were killed and thrown into this corner.

stepped forward to take a closer look, and everyone's faces were even tighter, and there were traces of being violated under the younger women, and it was obvious that they had suffered another injury before they died. When they saw all this, everyone gritted their teeth and clenched their hands on the hilt of their swords, wishing that now that the murderers were in front of them, they could vent their anger with their actions.

Cai Yingyang looked at this tragic scene with a blank face, and couldn't recover for a long time. At this time, a hand was heavily placed on his shoulder, and then Yang Zhen's voice also sounded from behind him: "You see, this is why I made this decision. If we can't let those birds and beasts know what the evil deeds they have done will come in exchange for, the suffering of our Han people will no longer end, unless the land of Guangxi falls into the hands of Miao Zhuang and other tribes. Now, I just want to let them know that we Han people not only forgive, but also thunder, and can use more ruthless and desperate methods than them to return this hatred to their relatives, so that they will no longer dare to despise us! ”

"I ......" Looking at all this in front of him, Cai Yingyang couldn't say anything after snorting his mouth. In the end, he could only nod weakly: "Second brother, you are right, at this time, we can only use this method to deal with them." ”

"It's good that you understand. I don't like to fight violence with violence, but I have to fight these guys with violence! Yang Zhen patted him on the shoulder again, then turned around and said to the other brothers: "Everyone work hard, let's put these people into the ground." Now is not the time to be sad, but to turn this sadness and hatred into motivation to pour the same calamity on their own loved ones, to let them know what a great mistake they have made. ”

"Yes!" Everyone agreed in a low voice, and then stepped forward to dig a large pit with the weapons in their hands and put the corpses into it one by one.

After all this, everyone set foot on the road to find Miao Zhuang Village again, and this time, everyone in this team no longer has the slightest pity!

It seemed that God knew how desperately they needed to find a Miao village to vent their anger, and after dark, they saw a small Miao village hidden between two hills.

Without any hesitation, when Yang Zhen drew his knife and swung it forward, everyone pounced as swiftly as if they had seen the prey.