Chapter 146: Kill! Kill! Kill!

Hearing a strange roar at the mouth of the valley, everyone was shocked, and all of them turned pale with fright, and they all held their swords and bowed back.

After Wu Yue lowered his head and listened carefully for a while, he suddenly realized that the roar was coming from something, and he couldn't help but be so frightened that his heart beat like thunder, his hands trembled and he could barely hold the knife.

"Run! Don't be stunned, run away! ”

Seeing that his soldiers were even more dazed and overwhelmed by his sudden shouting, Wu Yue was in a hurry, sighed heavily, and then turned around and ran towards the crowd, pushing his soldiers fiercely as he ran, and kept saying in a loud voice:

"Damn, run for Lao Tzu, climb up the mountain, quickly! Fast! Fast! ”

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!

The last few beats were as rapid and loud as a drumbeat, and everyone reacted and ran to the sides, trying to climb up the mountain.

But the valley was narrow, and there were no stones to tread, so everyone panicked, and after several attempts, no one could climb up.

Seeing this, Wu Yue scolded bitterly, turned around and commanded the soldiers to "stack Arhats", and at the same time instructed several cronies to carry the corpses that had just been killed by arrows, pile them up, and make them into stepping boards, intending to let the soldiers climb on them and try to preserve their strength.

At this time, the roar was not far ahead, and the sound was very loud, as if the sound was in the ears, loud as thunder.

The earth is like an earthquake at this moment, shaking incessantly, as if people can't stand still, and if they are not careful, they can fall to the ground.

Wu Yue's pupils tightened violently when he saw this, and saw that his soldiers were still grinding, competing for positions with each other, climbing up without following the rules, and after climbing for a long time, there were very few who could really climb up.

Seeing this situation, Wu Yue was anxious and angry, and finally sighed, gritted his teeth, pulled out his saber violently, and slashed at the unruly "soldier tyrant", and blood sprayed him all over his head.

Seeing that he was moving quickly, after cutting down several people one after another, the soldiers all felt a pang in their hearts, and they all stood aside one after another, and climbed up according to Wu Yue's military order.

But after all, it was too late.

I saw that at the corner of the valley not far from them, a few "mad" cows first appeared running and roaring, and then more and more appeared, surging in the direction of everyone.

From the top of the mountain, I saw a black press, like an ant moving, from a tiny black dot, slowly expanding until the earth was completely covered.

With the roar of the cows, the earth trembled, and the stones on the mountain could not bear it and rolled down one after another.

Wu Yue sighed in despair, turned around and left from the edge of the valley, and after a few vertical jumps, he came to the middle of the mountain road, and then raised his knife, facing the galloping herd, standing straight.

Behind him, did the people in Dingbian City record his merits in the merit book, or carved him on the pillar of shame to suffer grievances and disgrace?

He smiled wryly and shook his head.

Beside him, several loyal guards drew their swords and stood at either side of him, as they had done then, facing north, waiting to be killed.

On both sides of the valley, the soldiers stabbed the walls with knives in a panic and despair, trying to climb up, trying to avoid the trampling of the cow's hooves and get out alive.

And just now, the person who barely climbed halfway up the mountain, after reaching a place where the cattle could not attack, stabilized his body, but before he could take a quick breath, he heard someone above his head, on the bare tree, sneering:

"No wonder you lost to the Patriotic Soldiers, it took so long to climb up, cut, only a few people came up, and they were not enough for me to kill."

After saying that, he whistled, and then another wave of arrows rained down.

Just now when they saw hope, a few soldiers who thought they had escaped could not react when they were shot through the chest by arrows and shot to the ground.

The blood was scattered, mixed with the dim yellow earth, and it appeared bright red and rich.

With the crazy roar, the figure of the herd gradually became clear.

Running with their heads down, the places where the cattle had trampled were shattered, and even the stones that had struck the ground from the mountains were trampled into powder.

The faces of the people were pale, and they couldn't stop trembling, and a few of the more timid ones were so frightened that they sat down on the ground and couldn't stand up again.

Wu Yue smiled miserably, although the hand holding the saber was still trembling slightly, he still mustered up his courage and raised the knife to rush forward against the herd.

Behind him, there were men who had the courage to follow!

Who gave you the courage to face death, even at the last moment!

Is it the brother behind you? But they, together with you, are about to bear the eternal grievances, and I don't know when they will be washed away?

Or in the Dingbian City in the south, the young man who is strategizing in the Chinese military tent?

Or the unyielding glory of being a soldier!

With a saber in hand, how can you retreat, go forward, only die!

Head to head, kill!

The blade slashed, cutting the bull's eye, a touch of blood splashed out, the wild bull was in pain, the cow's hooves stomped on the ground and roared, but after a slight pause, the herd behind it lowered its head and rushed over, directly flew it, rolled and smashed beside Wu Yue, the mud and sand were everywhere, and the earth shook.

Before Wu Yue could react, he was overwhelmed by the huge and sturdy herd.

The last thing he saw was a piece of dirt raised and countless black hooves.

After a sharp pain, he didn't know anything.

Then, the terrible screams came one after another, as if there was no end, this force rushed out of the valley mouth, towards the crazy herd, a steady stream of rushing, gradually desperate soldiers in the panic can barely breathe, with a scream to end their lives, the hooves of the ox trampled, a piece of blood flying.

It wasn't until a long time before the valley was completely quiet.

The autumn wind blows, and the sunlight that emerges from the top of the head shines in the valley, and from a distance, there is a little yellow sand in the air, and there is a beauty of movement and stillness.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and when the torches are lit, it is a sign that it is already dark.

The day passed, but for the soldiers lying on the ground, they would never have tomorrow.

Their lives remained forever on this day as blood flowed and coagulated.

Walking into the valley, the strong smell of blood, emanating from the blood mixed in the soil, makes people want to vomit, and in the valley, the eyes are miserable, and it is almost impossible to find a complete corpse.

Stepping on the last faint rays of the sun, under the light of the torches, the patriarch squinted his eyes and entered with a gloomy face.

Behind him, almost all the villagers, pale, helped each other into the valley.

In this battle, the killing was too bad!

The patriarch took a deep breath and stood in front of these inhuman-shaped corpses.

Inside and outside the valley, there was silence at this time, as if everyone's heartbeat could be heard.

These people, just a few days ago, were fighting bloody battles with the enemy to protect their villagers, but now they have used their most valuable unyielding courage and killing against their own people!

The world is impermanent, and how many people can see through it!

The eyes of countless people looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, the atmosphere seemed dull and depressing, even time seemed to freeze, only the sound of torches burning, sounded from time to time.

At night, the wind blowing, with a little coolness, sent a rich smell of blood that could not be dissolved.

The women and children who were still walking in front of them stepped back at some point and hid behind the crowd, hanging their heads so low that they didn't even dare to look out.

There was silence for a long time, and everyone's eyes were on their patriarch.

Those eyes carry their hope for the future! It's so heavy!

The patriarch took a deep breath in his heart.

Time goes back, the past instantly wanders in my mind, and the scenes of the year slowly unfold like a picture scroll.

I have always had no desires, I wanted to find a quiet village to spend my life, so I came to this village, even if I lived in poverty back then, but it was better to be quiet and undisturbed.

But the good times don't last long, every year the cold wind hits in winter, the yellow sand is pervasive, overwhelming, winter goes to spring, and how many people will never wake up.

In the shroud of yellow sand, how many relatives are weeping and hating God, how unfair!

At that time, I can't remember how I persuaded the city guards to let the villagers take shelter in the city every time the cold winter came, and when they migrated to live in the mountains, built temporary shelters year by year, arranged defenses, and even taught them military exercises.

It's a pity that they haven't been here, and they have enough land to get them, so they can only move back and forth every year.

But the villagers are already very content, what the people want is actually very simple, they just want to live in peace and stability!

With my family, even if I have suffered a lot, as long as I can live safely, I am very satisfied.

But how many people in the world really understand this truth?

The patriarch sighed, stabilized his mind, his eyes flickered, his thoughts turned, and since then, he, an "outsider", has become their patriarch, and he has not wavered in the slightest for decades.

The night breeze came slowly, with a strong smell of blood, the patriarch shook his head, and smiled bitterly, he spent his life avoiding killing and war, but he didn't expect to be entangled with this, even in this small village, such a thing happened.

In the eyes of everyone, after pondering for a long time, the patriarch finally raised his head and turned around slowly.

As if by illusion, in the dim torches, they saw a flash of light in the eyes of the patriarch.

There was silence for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind.

The patriarch faced the villagers, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "After going back tonight, don't sleep, stay up all night to pack your bags, bring everything you can, and we will set off the day after tomorrow and go to Dingbian!" ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and it took a while to react, and after talking to each other, they had been standing on the tree and were responsible for shooting the Orion who was climbing the soldiers, Li Ba took a step forward, scratched his head, and said:

"Patriarch, are you mistaken, didn't you say two days ago that Dingbian City was defeated by the Weiguo? If we go, won't we die in vain? ”

The patriarch shook his head after hearing this, and replied lightly: "No." ”R1058