The village chief waited at the entrance of the village for a while, and the big cow took a few people to carry the table and a few large jars of wine to the entrance of the village, which was originally the village to prepare for the New Year, the village chief looked distressed for a while, and didn't know how much to be ruined, although the village chief was very reluctant, but now he can't take care of so much.

"I think it's almost time to come to Zhao Jinguo, I don't know why they came to our small mountain village?" Everyone didn't speak, and the atmosphere was inexplicably a little tense. The village chief looked at everyone and pondered.

"Village chief, look, there are a lot of torches on the side of the mountain, they should be from Zhao Guo, at least there are hundreds, what should the village chief do." Da Niu grabbed the village chief's sleeve and asked the village chief anxiously. Probably because of nervousness, the village chief pulled two handfuls and didn't pull the sleeves out of the big bull's hand.

"Panic!" The village chief drank the bull and looked hard at the other side of the mountain, the village chief's eyes were not very good, and if it had not been for the bull's reminder, he might have seen the torches in the distance for a while.

"Everyone cheer up, don't be too nervous, don't be too weak towards the people of Zhao Jinguo later, don't let the people of Zhao Jinguo underestimate us, remember that you are the people of the Great Qin Kingdom!" After speaking, the village chief sorted out his emotions and Zou Baba's sleeve who was pulled by the big cow.

About a cup of tea, Zhao Jinguo arrived at the entrance of the village. The village chief saw that there was a tall man at the head, and Liangjia held a sword and thought that Zhao Jinguo was in charge, so he made a series and greeted him.

"Dare to ask this general's surname? I don't know what the general's so-called is when he brings these military masters to our remote mountain village? The general and the military masters have walked so far, and they are tired when they think about it, so it is better to sit down and drink a glass of water and wine made by our people in the mountains and wilderness, so as to relieve fatigue! The village chief's enthusiasm for the general was as unspeakable as if his distant relatives had come.

Da Niu was contemptuous of the village chief after being killed, and thought angrily: "Let's remember that we are Qin people, don't let them underestimate them, see that you have forgotten that we are Qin people." ”

The village chief couldn't say if he was bitter, and when he walked in and saw the general and Zhao Jin**, he knew that things were definitely not that simple. The general's face was flat, and Zhao Jin** looked at them with a flat face, and the village chief felt that they were very weird.

"Uncle, don't call me that, what general, I'm a small brigade commander of Zhao Jinguo, my name is Mo Bei, it's good if you call me Mo Bei, I and my subordinates are lost here, I don't know if my husband can tell me how to go to Zhao Jinguo's mirror?" The general also said to the village chief with a smile on his face.

Hearing Mo Bei's statement that they were lost, the village chief's vigilance increased a little more, Qin Muguo and Zhao Jinguo should know that to the west is Qin and to the east is Zhao, how can a Zhao Jinguo person get lost and still go straight to the hinterland of Qin Muguo, it seems that the purpose of this Zhao Jinguo is by no means simple, but they don't know what they want to do. The village chief thought so in his heart, but said on his lips: "It turns out that the general is lost, the general should not panic to rest and rest first, and I will ask someone who is familiar with the mountain road to lead you in a while, so that you will not take the wrong road again." ”

The village chief turned around and took the wine handed over by a village name and then handed it to Mo Bei: "We have nothing to entertain the soldiers in this wilderness mountain village, only our home-brewed water wine, the general and the soldiers must taste it." ”

"Thank you, sir." Mo Bei turned the wine handed over by the village chief, and was about to drink it when he saw the chief of the pawn glancing at him again, Mo Bei knew that he was afraid that the wine was poisonous, so he smiled at him and shook his head, meaning to reassure him.

Mo Bei picked up the wine bowl and drank it all, "Good wine, really good wine, I can't imagine that you can drink such a delicious wine here, can the old man give a bowl." Mo Bei handed the wine bowl back to the village chief and said with a smile.

"It is our honor that General Mo likes our wine, and Mo said that one bowl is ten bowls and a hundred bowls, and the general wants to give them to us." The village chief didn't take the wine bowl, but carried the wine jar and poured wine into the bowl in Mo Bei's hand.

"Thank you so much, sir." After speaking, Mo Bei held the bowl with his left hand, and drew the sword with his right hand. When the village chief and a villager saw him draw his sword, they subconsciously took a step back. Mo Bei held the sword in his right hand and slowly poured the wine to the end of the sword with his left hand.

After the wine was poured, the wine soaked the sword before he said to the village chief: "My sword follows me to fight in the north and south, as if it is my brother, I have always given my sword to drink wine, and I hope the village chief will not be surprised and blamed." ”

The village chief dared to say more, and said busily: "Don't dare, I hope that the general's sword can also like our wine." The village chief had a wry smile on his face, but he tried his best to hide that he didn't want Mo Bei to see it.

After listening to the village chief's answer, Mo Bei handed back the wine bowl, looked at his sword, sighed and said to the village chief: "My sword is strange, it likes to drink but the amount of alcohol is not very good, it will get drunk if it drinks a bowl, and if it is drunk, it will kill people!" As he spoke, Mo Bei's face slowly began to turn hideous.

As soon as Mo Bei finished speaking, he swung a sword at the village chief, and the village chief didn't react from Mo Bei's words, his eyes struggled to watch Mo Bei swing his sword, and his head was cut off without dodging, and his head was thrown high and fell into the grass in the distance, his eyes were still full of shock and incomprehension.

Da Niu looked at the body that was sprayed with blood by the village chief and collapsed before he had time, screamed, pulled his legs and ran towards the village, shouting as he ran: "Kill!" The village chief is dead! Run away, everyone! ”

The other villagers who came out of the wine did not react as quickly as the big cow, and before they could react from the shock, they were slashed to the ground by Mo Bei's three swords and two swords, and immediately the blood infected the land at the entrance of the village, as if to indicate that a quiet and peaceful small mountain village was about to be washed in blood.

"Surround this village, don't let one go, kill them all!" Mo Bei found a cloth tray on the corpse on the ground, sat on the table where the wine was piled up, and began to slowly wipe the blood from the sword, and said.

Looking at the soldiers in action, Mo Bei added: "The wine is there, and the person who cuts off five heads can come to me to get the wine to drink!" After saying that, he took a jar of wine and began to drink.

Li Mu had been watching from the back of the team, watching his brigade commander finish all this, he also heard the order, he didn't move, and of course his subordinates didn't dare to move. He never thought of drinking the brigade commander's wine, and he didn't want any of his subordinates to drink the brigade commander's wine.

Li Mu looked at the corpse on the ground, looking at the soldiers of Zhao Jinguo who pounced on the village like a wolf and a tiger, he felt powerless, the hand holding the sword was trembling, it was too hard to make a tremble, and now he suddenly hated himself, hated his weakness, hated his own incompetence.

After Mo Bei drank a jar of wine, he looked at Li Mu, who was standing next to him, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes seemed to radiate light, full of deep meaning.