Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky can't help but be covered with a layer of golden red color, reflected in the winding river, sparkling and gorgeous. Along this small river, there is a nameless village.

As night fell, the people returned from the fields after a busy day, with tired but satisfied smiles on their faces, and the smoke curling over the village did not spoil the beauty of the clouds on the horizon, but made it more peaceful and peaceful.

However, at this moment, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves came from a distance. Through the smoke and dust, it can be vaguely seen that there are more than 100 knights running towards the entrance of the village, tall and strong, wearing Hu clothes, wielding scimitars in their hands arbitrarily, and letting out a wolf-like howl in their mouths, arrogant and wanton, even from a distance, you can feel the violent and wild breath on their bodies.

Seeing the more than 100 knights galloping towards them, everyone in the village was stunned at first, and then suddenly changed color, their faces were terrified, and the next moment, the terrible screams broke the tranquility of the village in an instant.

"It's the Turks, the Turks are coming!"

"The Turkic robbers are coming, women and children are hiding!"

Suddenly, the whole village was full of chickens and dogs, and all the men gathered in the middle of the village with hoes, clubs, or homemade weapons, while the women and children hid in the shelters that had been prepared for a long time.

For a time, the roar of men, the screams of women, the cries of children, all kinds of voices were intertwined, making the whole village extremely chaotic and noisy.

"Southern barbarians, it's time to collect rent again, why don't you take out the food and women that the uncle needs!"

After a short time, the group of 100 knights came to the center of the village, and a ** who seemed to be the leader came out of the crowd, staring at the forty or fifty men gathered together more than ten meters in front of him, who were both angry and afraid, and shouted in vague and strange Chinese.

"Dear Lord Ilig, it's only the height of summer, and it's not yet the time for the autumn harvest, and there is no surplus food in the village, how can we pay it?" An old man with a white beard and hair and a thin wood came out tremblingly and said with a bitter face.

"What?!" The knight's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted violently: "Old immortal, do you think that the uncle is very easy to deceive?" If there was no food in the village, how would you survive until now? Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and hand over the food and women, otherwise don't blame Uncle Hugh for the cutlass in my hand for being merciless! ”

"Your Excellency!" The old man knelt on the ground with a "poof", grabbed the ground with his head, and begged bitterly: "My lord, how can we survive without food!" My lord, I beg you, leave us a way to live, as long as the autumn harvest comes down, we will definitely honor your lordship! ”

Ilig's face was gloomy, and he shook the horsewhip in his hand hard, and with a crisp "snap", the flexible leather whip struck the old man's withered body fiercely, and immediately threw him to the ground, screaming again and again.

Seeing the old man fall to the ground and wail, his whole body convulsed violently, there was no mercy on Yilige's face, there was only bloodthirsty fury and murderous intent in his violent and crazy eyes, and his voice was also very cold: "Old dog, this time you have to honor the uncle's food and women twice as much, if you dare to say half a 'no' again, Uncle Ben doesn't mind slaughtering your village!" ”

"Please, please, please!" The old man raised his head with difficulty, his cloudy eyes full of pity, and his trembling voice showed his weakness at this moment.

"Look for death!"

A trace of impatience flashed in Yilig's eyes, and the horsewhip in his hand was swung out again, slapping the old man's head and face fiercely, and in the crisp cross talk, a two-inch-long hole suddenly opened on the old man's thin cheeks, and the bones were visible, and the red blood stained his face red in an instant.

"The village chief—"

"Grandpa—"

The old man's sad and hoarse cry, and the miserable appearance of the blurred flesh and blood suddenly caused a commotion in the crowd, and everyone was stunned, as if they wanted to breathe fire, but looking at the hundred tall and mighty and murderous Turkic knights behind Yilig, they did not dare to move.

"Old dog, you should die too, just save some food for the uncle!" Iliga rode up a few steps, condescendingly watching the old man curled up in pain, and the delirious old man said coldly: "Old dog, ask you again, are you handing over or not?" ”

"Big, big, big, ......" The intense pain drained almost all the strength in the old man's body, and every word he said was extremely difficult.

"It seems that you don't agree, then the uncle will fulfill you!" A gleam flashed in Ilig's eyes, and as his voice fell, he jerked out the scimitar at his waist and slashed it from top to bottom.

"Ahh

In the terrible scream, the old man's right arm left his body, and his curled body straightened up instantly, and then he was united again, rolling all over the ground, and the red blood and dirt wrapped around his body, making his whole person look so frightened.

"The village chief—"

"Grandpa—"

Like a cuckoo crying blood, a slender and thin figure rushed out from a house not far away, and quickly came to the old man's side, ignoring the pickled blood stains on his body, hugged him tightly in his arms, and cried in a heart-splitting voice: "Grandpa, grandpa, don't scare me, get up, get up!" ”

Seeing the appearance of this person who suddenly appeared, the scimitar that Ilig had originally swung couldn't help but froze, and the fierce eyes like beasts suddenly burst into a blazing light, and the scarlet tongue covered Tian's dark red lips, and his snort couldn't help but be a little thicker.

Holding the old man was a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old, although her clothes were ragged and her body was thin, but her appearance was very delicate, especially the exposed skin was as white as snow.

"Xiaolan, come back quickly, danger!" Seeing the girl, the faces of everyone in the village changed again and again, and they reminded one after another.

"What a beautiful woman, uncle likes it!" Yilig was happy when he saw Hunting, an evil smile appeared on his face, and he stared at Xiaolan with burning eyes: "Girl, if you want your grandfather to live, come and serve your uncle!" ”

Hearing Yilig's voice, Xiaolan suddenly looked back, looked at him resentfully, and her voice was hoarse and cold: "You demon, you hurt grandpa, you murderer, I want to kill you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Lan's petite and weak body suddenly bounced up, picked up a piece of wooden stick under her feet, and smashed it towards Ilig's hideous head with all her strength.

"Click!"

Ilig sneered, did not dodge or dodge, waved the scimitar in her hand, the wooden stick in Xiaolan's hand suddenly broke in response, and her thin body could not bear the main force and staggered and fell to the ground.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Although her whole body was in pain, Xiao Lan stubbornly crawled up, hissing and roaring, her eyes were scarlet like blood, and the remaining half of the short stick in her hand smashed at Ilig again, her face full of hysterical madness.

Those who have never been to the grassland can never imagine the beauty and grandeur of the grassland, and even if they are happy to see it, they will not be shocked when they first set foot on this vast and wild land.

"What a fierce wild horse, uncle will tame you today!" Ilig crossed his waist with one hand and brandished his scimitar with the other, once again knocking Xiaolan back.

Xiaolan had fallen into madness, and there was only one thought in her heart, and that was to tear the hateful demon in front of her to pieces, to avenge her grandfather, and to avenge her companions who died at their hands. Falling again and again, she stood up again and again, even if the wooden stick in her hand was only a foot left, and her whole body was bruised, she still refused to give up.

"My lord, it's not early, we should go back to dinner!" Seeing that the sky was dark, the knight behind Ilig couldn't help but become a little impatient. Although washing the Han Chinese made them feel heartfelt, they also did not want to go hungry all the time.

"Good!" Ilig chuckled, grabbed Xiaolan when he pounced on him again, and dragged him onto the horse's back with a hard pull, and said with a smile: "Look where are you running this time?" ”

"Demon, you let go of me, let go of me!"

Xiaolan struggled violently, but she was already thin, and this time she was close to the end of the strong crossbow, where to break free, and under this struggle, it caused the Ilig beast to be very desired.

"Smack!"

raised his hand and slapped Xiaolan's face, Yilig's right hand tore it hard, and with a "hiss", the thin clothes on Xiaolan's body turned into pieces and left her body, and her weak body was suddenly exposed to the air.

Looking at the delicate buds on Xiaolan's chest, Elige's face suddenly turned red, his eyes became more and more intense, and with a roar in his throat, his rough palm covered the plumpness of Xiaolan's chest, and then tightened it hard.

"Ahh

The intense pain made Xiaolan let out a miserable cry, her thin body twitched violently, her face turned pale, and tears of humiliation and despair flowed from her eyes.

"Xiaolan—"

"Brute, you brute, you can't, Xiaolan is just a child!"

"Oh my God, what crime have we committed that you should punish us like this!"

"Folks, do we have to watch Xiaolan be humiliated? Are we going to endure these barbarian bullying all the time? I've had enough, it's better to die than to live in such pain! ”

"If you're not afraid of death, come with me, kill these bitches and kill them!"

"Kill!"

Xiaolan's humiliation suddenly made the hearts of the villagers angry, the old people cried out in sorrow, and several young men with strong blood roared angrily, waving the clubs in their hands and rushing towards the Turkic knights.

"Brothers, since these Han people don't know whether they are alive or dead, then we don't have to be polite, kill them all for me and rob all the women!" Looking coldly at the swarming villagers, Eligeson shouted coldly.

"Hahahaha!" More than a hundred knights, who had long been impatient, suddenly sneered and rushed towards the villagers with their swords.

The scimitar waved, the shouting of killing shook the sky, and the warm blood sprayed on Xiaolan's face, making her cold heart fall into the abyss.

"Little girl, take a good look, this is the end of disobedience to me!" Elige smiled fiercely, lowered his head suddenly, took Xiaolan's pink breasts in his mouth, and sucked it up rudely.