Luan Fengying, the daughter of a merchant in Zhangjiakou, whose family shop is a small merchant under the name of Fan's firm, this time took advantage of the year to follow her brother to the grassland to do business; The Fan family's main business is in the Zhangjiakou area, but the leather and herbal medicine business in the northwest has not been let go, and some of the small merchants below have also gone around to get some fractions.

Originally, the transaction of the familiar Tatar tribe was quite satisfactory, and the Tatar herdsmen who began to move eastward to the pasture were not picky about the transaction at this time, and the two sides delivered smoothly, as long as the goods were safely pulled back to the mainland, even if they were shot in Gansu Town, the merchants made a lot of profits.

But on the way back, in order to hurry up the caravan temporarily changed the route, but I didn't expect to encounter a horse thief, and it is certain that there will be heavy losses from killing and plundering.

The elder brother was killed by an arrow, all the guards died tragically, the goods were robbed, and even Luan Fengying was tied to a horse and pulled up to Niujiao Peak, and was killed by Lu Yidao, who had just returned to the mountain, that night.

Luan Fengying looks average, but she is quite tall and charming, and when she tastes the fresh Lu Yidao, she is naturally happy to enjoy it for a few days, but it will never exceed a month; A month later, another corpse will be added to the pile of rocks in the mountain behind Niujiao Peak.

Lu Yidao knew in his heart that he came to the grassland to work hard, so the woman he snatched was generally only played with for a month, and once he had feelings after a long time, things would be bad; For the sake of his future future, the already ruthless horse thief will naturally abandon one woman after another without hesitation.

As for rewarding his subordinates, he never thought that the woman he had touched his hands could not be given to others even if she died.

A few years later, when he entered the officialdom, there was no woman at that time, and the housekeeper who was far away in Nanchang remembered his promise to him very clearly. The guerrilla general's seal letter hidden close to him is his greatest confidence.

However, the idea is the idea, the excitement is still lively, these subordinate horse thieves who can't eat femininity, take the opportunity to eat, drink, gamble and have fun, Lu Yidao will not care, in winter, it is inconvenient to go anywhere, or nest on the kang to fiddle with the delicate body.

The sky was overcast, the snow was scattered, the snow under the mountain was already half a leg deep, and it was easy to bury a person in the deepest place, so the dark sentinel that was originally laid in the swamp had retreated early; In the hard swamp, not to mention that there is no one, even if someone passes by, there is not much oil and water.

In the two caves at the foot of the mountain, there are Lu Yidao's twenty-man guards guarding, plus there is only one road to the temple, the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the horse thieves are quite relieved.

Before the hour came, in the tents in the temple compound, the noisy horse thieves surrounded the city several times, shouting and playing with dice, a large porcelain bowl, and a sheep's bone, which was enough to make these men who licked the blood with knives play with great interest for a day, and would not be kicked out unless they had not a penny in their pockets.

A few horse thieves guarding the temple gate at the gate, although their eyes looked down the mountain, but they listened to the shouts inside their ears, and their hearts were no longer on the sentry post; What's more, the smell of meat coming out of the room behind the temple is even more swaying.

In the main hall of the temple, the statue is gone, even the incense burner and wooden niche can not be seen, and there is a wooden chair on the empty hall, among which is a large chair covered with white wolf skin, which is Lu Yidao's seat; Several horse thief leaders sitting next to him were holding cigarette pouches and holding their hands, laughing in low voices.

A dozen tables surrounded a huge blue-brick stove, and eight/nine horse thieves with nimble hands and feet were busy carrying wine jars to the tables, putting down gray porcelain wine bowls; Before the big pot of beef and mutton is served, the big leader has to give a lecture, and he can only start eating after the scene.

In the room of the side hall, Lu Yidao got up from the kang with a bare back, beads of sweat on his bare back; Pushing away the white and tender woman under her crotch, she unhurriedly put on a green cloth mattress, put on a thick leather jacket and leather pants, pedaled hard-soled leather boots, tied her waist and walked out.

The refreshed horse thief is still happy to eat and drink with the brothers, and without them to fight and kill in front, where will the silver come from for his annual tribute, and it is necessary to get closer from time to time.

This year's harvest is good, the Houshan cave warehouse is full of a large number of materials, even the silk has hundreds of horses, as long as the merchants in Gansu Town come over a year ago, a large amount of silver money will be in hand, I can't say, the housekeeper from Nanchang came all the way, ah, the dead eunuch, maybe the face will look much better.

"The skin and flesh of the girls are good, I will have to drink a few bowls later," Lu Yidao, who was proud in his heart, his face was still calm, and he strode into the main hall, "Hahaha, all the old brothers are here, brother, I am a new concubine today, everyone is not drunk and will not return,"

There are only three hundred horse thieves on the mountain, Lu Yidao is well versed in the truth of the three caves of the cunning rabbit, and the other horse thieves are everywhere, and only his orders can be assembled in a short time.

"Chief," the leaders of the horse thieves sitting in their chairs stood up one after another, and greeted the leader with a big mouth, of course, they knew the fate of the so-called concubine. These leaders with the bronze medal of the lieutenant in their waists, who are not black-hearted masters, have long been accustomed to this.

Besides, there are other women in the side hall who can enjoy, and everyone is already satisfied with the joy of being warm and full in this desolate and cold snowfield.

Lu Yidao went out, and in the hot room, there was a smell of erosion, and under the thick leather mattress on the fire, a haggard face was exposed, and the tender white shoulders swayed helplessly.

Luan Fengying, whose face was full of tears, had wanted to find an opportunity to commit suicide since the day before yesterday, but Lu Yidao's faint voice made her extinguish the idea of seeking death, "It's okay to die, your family who is far away in Zhangjiakou, I will send it to see you with my own hands,"

The caravan's road voucher was in Lu Yidao's hands, although it was thousands of miles away from here, but Luan Fengying, who had seen Lu Yidao's ruthlessness, did not dare to bet on the determination of this horse thief leader.

"Brother, father, mother," he muttered, enduring the pain of tearing his lower body, Luan Fengying curled up under the mattress, tears welling up.

Just when the wine banquet was being held in the temple on the mountainside, Qin Shi and the others had already approached a frozen riverbed at the bottom of the mountain, and hid the mule and horse trailers at the bend of the riverbed, leaving one sergeant to take care of them, while the others put on white cloaks and carried machine guns on foot.

Looking along the river, in the telescope, the red-walled and gray-roofed temple was visible on the snow-capped mountainside five miles away.

The place chosen by the horse thief is good, with an unobstructed view from a high vantage point, and there is no shelter under the mountain, so that once a foreign enemy approaches, the people on the mountain can immediately find out, whether they are preparing to resist or flee, they can calmly proceed.

After looking at the surrounding terrain, Qin Shi twisted his brows and put down the binoculars, "Damn, how should this be good, not even a higher slope,"

"Hehe, Shi, you're blind this time," Wang Hu, who was dressed thickly, leaned over wrapped in a cloak, and stepped on the knee-deep snow, making him uncomfortable.

"Yes, there are still more than four miles of land near the foot of the mountain, but the horse thieves will be able to see us at any time, and their scouts have not been found," Qin Shishi waved his hand behind him, asking everyone to rest in place.

Wang Hu looked up ahead, and sure enough, the two capable sergeants were lying on a stone a hundred steps away, and no longer continued to walk.

"If the sneak attack fails, then attack openly, set up a position and fight with the horse thief, and see the opportunity to do that Lu Yidao, anyway, the hundred households let us attack the horse thief's lair, and didn't let them be wiped out," Wang Hu, who couldn't think of a good idea, said very simply, if you stay in the wild camp, maybe the horse thief will not be a good thing.

Approaching the enemy camp, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, Qin Shishi knew Wang Hu's worries, beckoned his subordinates over, everyone muttered together for a while, and finally made up their minds.

There is no chance of a sneak attack, dry food and forage are limited, and the probability of leakage is also high after a long time, so let's fight it, and they can be regarded as the first team of 100 households to provoke horse thieves in front of the enemy.

The four scouts wore their cloaks and went to explore the way, and the others half returned to the hiding place of the mules and horses, and after unloading the few supplies, they rushed up with five trailers drawn by the mules. Three trailers with hay were left in place.

The khaki-colored barracks were firmly anchored on the trailers, and the sergeants were housed inside, with two lookouts on one side, and at the back exit, there were four shooters who fired, and the remaining one loaded the rifles.

The four trailers sat on the sergeant, and the heavy machine gun was fixed with a rope in the remaining sled, and after the muzzle charged, Qin Shi and the ammunition hand squeezed inside, and the bullet chain snapped into the magazine, "Okay, ready to act,"

The frozen water tank, with thin leather ropes on the outside to help warm the hands of two iron shells, the ice inside began to melt, or in other words, the wisdom of the people at the bottom is infinite.

"Smack," the crisp sound of the whip sounded, and the mules and horses stepped on the snow with force, pulling the striking sleigh, and slowly marched along the path marked by the scouts, slowly increasing their speed. Five Tartar cavalrymen rode their horses and followed slowly on either side.

Halfway up the mountain, the two horse thieves guarding the temple gate gnawed the bones in their hands, and inadvertently looked up, and saw a few yellow things rushing over by the river under the mountain, with mules in front of them.

Not only the two of them, but also the horse thief guards in the cave below also looked at the five sleds that were getting closer and closer in confusion, and for a while, they didn't know who they were.

While the horse thieves on the mountain hesitated, five fast-gliding sleds had already run down the avenue, and the muddy rocky grass in the snow under the feet of the mules and horses made it impossible to pull the trailer.

"Phew, hoo," said the sergeant and the Tartar guide, who had rushed to the chariot, and pulled the reins so that the sleigh came sideways, two on each side, and surrounded the middle and rear trailers.

The trailer stopped, and the sergeant who drove the cart unloaded the mule and horse harnesses with his hands and feet, led the mules and horses to the back and let them go, and let them graze in the snow.

In the tent of the barracks, more than a dozen sergeants in earthy yellow uniforms jumped off, carried boxes of jumping mines, ran forward, ran to a stop 200 paces away, opened the lid of the box, took out the jumping mines, took off the safety pins and put them in the snow, but saved the effort of digging pits.

Qin Shishi, who was sitting in the center, held a cold machine gun in his hand, and at first he kept urging loudly, urging the sergeants who had buried mines to hurry up, but after a while, he stopped shouting; At the foot of the mountain two miles away, there was no movement yet, which made him cry and laugh.

The four hundred jumping thunderbolts were all lined up along the arc and placed in the snow; If it weren't for the fact that the weather was too cold, Qin Shi would have a better way to let the power of the thunder jump come into full play.

Not to mention anything else, jumping thunder and burying it on the road up the mountain can block the horse thief on the mountain, thinking of this, Qin Shi looked at the snow outside and shook his head regretfully.

After a stick of incense, even the five Tartar guides went into the tent with short fires/guns, and at the foot of the opposite mountain, a figure appeared. "Woo, woo," a low trumpet sounded on the mountainside, spreading across the hills.

The cavalry of the guards guarding the foot of the mountain quickly reacted, but leading their horses down the winding mountain road made them cry bitterly, complaining, and descending the mountain even more slowly; Without him, there are a few horse-drawn trailers below, and there are few people, and the war horse can be finished with a charge.

In front of the gate of the temple on the mountainside, Lu Yidao was draped in a black dag, surrounded by horse thieves, and walked to the edge of the cliff, staring at the movement below, his face changed.

Twenty big men in leather jackets came to the foot of the mountain and got on their horses, brandishing scimitars and screaming, and in the snow, to be honest, the speed of the horses had weakened by more than thirty percent.

"Oh, damn, look down on Lao Tzu," Qin Shishi, who was locked behind the machine gun baffle, saw the horse thieves coming from the side cracks of the baffle, and there were only about 20 people and horses, and he was immediately angry, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't see anything in the big group of horse thieves, but just came to explore the horses, so don't blame us for being polite.

"Huzi, your people are not allowed to shoot, just watch the excitement from the sidelines, don't let the horse thieves see that we are real," shouted outside, Qin Shi let go of the handle of the machine gun, moved his stiff fingers, picked up his rifle, and took off the soft cloth plug on the muzzle.

"Night owl squad, muzzle clearing, loading," With Qin Shi's shout, in the two sleds on his right hand, there was a constant uproar, and soon fell silent again.

The horse thieves were huddled together, and the horses were wading through the snow, and it was easy to get close to the trailer, and the men and horses were all whirring and exhaling white air; Five hundred paces away, the sharp-eyed horse thief had already seen the muzzle of the gun, and the sergeant hiding in the tent of the barracks, the pair of unkind eyes.

"Well, which kind of hero is on the other side, tell me your name," a square-faced beard flashed from the horse thief guard, urging the horse to take a few steps forward, carrying a scimitar, and shouting at Qin Shi. However, the five tow frames, without the pack horses, were not heard at all.

"Shang Jiahe, kill him, other brothers are not allowed to shoot, the bullet is a big penny," With Qin Shi's voice, there was a crisp sound of "呉" on the empty snow.

The small leader of the guards, who had a big waist and a round waist, was puzzled, when a sudden pain suddenly felt on his broad forehead, and the crisp sound in his ears became his last memory; The little boss who overturned the horse violently, and the big hole in the back of the head exploded, which made the horse thieves commotion, and I don't know who shouted, the horse thieves scattered in an uproar, and desperately rushed forward with the horse's belly.

The scimitars raised high in the air heralded their plotted anger and were about to be washed away with blood.

"All of them, save bullets, shoot freely," Without waiting for Qin Shishi to order, in the sleigh next to his left hand, Wang Hu's excited voice shouted, and before the words fell, Qin Shishi's ears already remembered the crackling gunshot.

"Don't hit the horse, don't hit the horse," in Qin Shi's eager call, the nineteen horse thieves on the opposite side who had not yet approached the two hundred steps of the minefield had already fallen off their horses one after another, and several war horses that rushed to the front also neighed and fell to the ground and convulsed.

"Which, it was that bastard who beat the horse, stand up for Lao Tzu," Qin Shishi, who was angry, jumped down, stood on the ground and shouted and cursed, he only fired one shot, and before he could warm up, the horse thief was dead.

For the flag officer's questioning, no sergeant came forward to admit that everyone was shooting anyway, and the murderer must have been hiding in the chaos.

However, Wang Hu was quite embarrassed, knowing that the shooting of his sergeants was not as good as the night owl flag team, so he called the Tartar guide to bypass the minefield and pull back the horse thief war horse that was wandering in place.

The five Tartar guides, who had no chance to shoot, seized the opportunity, and each of the thieves went up and kicked him, and snorted and shot him in the head, and by the way, he groped his pockets, and coveted the broken silver that had been dropped.

Five of the horses were scattered, and the Tartar guide did not speak nicely, riding the captured war horses, and went around in a big circle, and brought back thirteen horses, and they did not dare to chase them if they were too far away.

The gunshots rang out at the bottom of the mountain, and the twenty henchmen were killed on the spot, so that Lu Yidao, who was looking down on the mountainside, turned pale, how could he not recognize this familiar gunshot, it was Xiao Ye's people who came to retaliate.

"All go down the mountain, this time I will catch these soldiers and fry their brains and eat, and none of them will be left behind," Lu Yidao ordered, and the horse thieves in the temple roared in response, and the chaotic footsteps ran towards the stone cave at the bottom of the mountain; Those guards guarding the foot of the mountain are still guarding everyone's war horses in the cave.

Lu Yidao was holding a broad-bladed long knife, surrounded by more than a dozen henchmen, and the one-eyed wolf was impressively listed. In the face of the five sleds he could count, he didn't bother to use a plan, and simply ran over it, no matter how powerful the ten or so fires/guns were, could they kill three hundred people in one go? Joke.

What's more, there are also fire commanders in his horse team, more than 50 three-eyed fire commanders, even if the Tartar sees it, he has to make a detour, and Lu Yidao is full of confidence.

Of course, if Qin Shi didn't have that heavy machine gun, he wouldn't have led more than twenty people to look for death head-on, at least the sneak attack was certain.

In less than an hour, at the foot of Niujiaofeng Mountain, the team of horse thieves divided into three charging arrows, raised their knives and danced arrows, and shouted and rushed towards Qin Shi, and Lu Yidao, who was in the middle, also pulled out a long sharp blade; Fighting to kill half of his subordinates, he also has to live in the cave room tonight, and frying the brain is a great supplement.

Of course, his actions were quite imposing, but the speed of the war horse was getting slower and slower, and gradually fell behind everyone, watching the horse thieves pounce on the opposite side. has been able to survive on the grassland for so many years, and Lu Yidao's brain is quite good.

"Bah, bah, bah," the rifle fired a three-wheel row of guns, very powerful, but the horse thief, whose eyes were red with blood, had a round shield on his left arm blocking his chest, and he didn't look at his fallen companion at all, screaming and rushing forward, trying to block the projectile with his body and buy time for the fire commander behind.

The bullet that pierced the round shield surprised Lu Yidao very much, and also made him greedy for this kind of fire/gun, rush, rush forward and win. No matter how much horse thief is consumed, he can quickly make up for it.

The fifty fire commanders who ran in front of the leader, carrying the three-eyed fire tong with a blank face, the fire rope on the neck had been lit, and they were waiting to run into two hundred steps, even if the fallen companion in front of him was still drinking strong wine with him affectionately just now, that was a thing of the past.

The horse thief, who kept falling down and dismounting, approached at the expense of casualties, and at two hundred paces, the horse's hooves stepped on the thunder in the snow; "Bump, bump, bump," there was a dull pop one after another, and one by one the flat iron boxes jumped to the belly of the horse.

"Boom, boom, boom," the explosion tore apart the thunder, although it did not kill a few horse thieves, but the countless iron balls scattered everywhere completely disrupted the arrow-shaped attacking horse team, and the three horse teams that took care of each other immediately became chaotic, howling and screaming again and again, and the wounded horses jumped up and down with a wail.

"Tutu, Tutu, Tutu," when the heavy machine gun on the trailer spit out a long orange-red tongue of fire, and the cold wind swept by his ears, Lu Yidao, who had a gloomy old face, stiffened his body, and he didn't care about the thunder, but the subordinates who fell like mowing grass in front of him made his heart feel cold, and he felt the taste of death for the first time.

Fifty fire commanders who had fought for many years, the blood hole that exploded on their backs, fell down helplessly like wheat stalks, and Lu Yidao, who was tightening the reins, woke up to his senses, today, he was planted.

No, I can't rush anymore, I have to go back immediately, go back to the mountain to guard the gate, Lu Yidao, who leaned over the horse's head, was about to shout loudly, but I saw that the sharpshooter wolf, who he thought was his old friend, fell on the messy snow with two bloody holes in his chest.

The blackened horned bow was still clutched in the wolf's hand until death, trampled in the snow by the horse's hooves.

", immediately retreat, scattered and ran," Lu Yidao, who shouted loudly, turned the horse's head and was about to run back, but the snow slowed down the horse, and the big leader who had just turned around suddenly bloomed a scarlet blood flower on his shoulder.

Several guards who were following Lu Yidao's side, Hulala rushed over and strictly blocked his horse, but they were swept by the bullets that swept in, and they all knocked off their horses.

Lu Yidao, whose eyes were swollen, couldn't have imagined that he was injured on the day of his concubine.

The level of vision determines life and death.

Perhaps, it's retribution, after this sentence flashed in his mind, Lu Yidao weakly let go of the long knife in his hand, shook it twice, and lay on the horse's back with his shoulders covered; The guards around them fell into the snow one after another, and some of their feet hanging on the stirrups could not break free, and the corpses were dragged away by the war horses.

A henchman guard pulled the reins of Lu Yidao's horse, and drove the horse into the distance without looking back, relying on the fierce firearms of those people opposite, Niu Jiaofeng couldn't hold it at all, so it was better to flee for his life first.

"The leader is dead, the leader is dead," he saw with his own eyes the horse thieves, whose leaders were covered in blood, screamed and fled in all directions, but the machine guns swept left and right, and they wailed; You can't escape and you can't escape, and resisting is death, so let's go down.

When the first horse thief to surrender threw away his scimitar, dismounted and knelt on the snow, and was unharmed, the other horse thieves lost their stubborn intentions, dropped the scimitar horn bow, and the three-eyed fire system, turned over and fell to their knees in the snow.

The sound of machine guns and rifles gradually stopped.

Under the vigilance of the Qin stone machine gun, twenty sergeants with guns bypassed the minefield and surrounded the horse thieves on the ground from a distance, except for the horse thieves who died in the snow, counted, Wang Hu smacked his mouth, good guy, less than a hundred survived.

"Bah, bah," as usual, the five Tartar guides, armed with short fires/guns, walked into the battlefield first, and shot the wounded first, and those who surrendered tied their hands with leather ropes and threw them aside.

Of course, in such a tragic battlefield, the seizures had to be collected in a centralized manner, fifty percent of them were divided equally, and fifty percent belonged to hundreds of households, and I heard that they would be used to support those few disabled sergeants and give them wives to marry.

More than 300 war horses, under the flying bullets, more than half of them were killed and wounded, even so, Qin Shi and Wang Hu also had sixty intact war horses in their hands, but they were very happy.

Although the machine gun ran out of four bullet chains, the harvest was abundant, and Qin Shi felt that it should not be a big problem to go back and hand over to the hundred households.

It took an hour to clean up the battlefield, mainly to pile up the broken corpses of men and horses and throw them into a large snow pit, so that they would not be buried, and after tonight, the wolves on the grassland would find here and have a full meal.

Those horse thieves who have run away, they can't catch up, they are familiar with the terrain here, in case they hide and bite back, they can't stand Qin Shi.

Pulling back the supplies from the river and carrying the captives, everyone went up to the stone cave at the foot of the mountain, only to find that there were more than a hundred groups of war horses inside, locked in two wide caves, and the hay was piled up in a smaller cave next to it.

The sleigh cart was pulled into the cave, leaving five sergeants and Tartar guides to keep watch over the horses; The captive Qin Shi was not at ease, and commanded all the sergeants to be escorted to the temple on the mountainside.

The tribe of the five Tartar guides was in the hands of their own people, and they were frightened by the slaughter of the machine guns just now, and the black pressed a piece of war horses, even if they thought about it now, they probably didn't dare.

At the gate of the temple, there were more than a dozen horse thieves kneeling, all of them were men in the gang's house, and they were so frightened by the slaughter at the bottom of the mountain that they couldn't run away, so they had to surrender on their knees.

There were more than 80 captives, and there were only a dozen of their own people, Qin Shihe Wang Hu coincidentally pulled out a few horse thieves who seemed to be frightened, and asked them to identify the small leaders among the captives, and killed them with fire/guns on the spot.

The captives, with their hands tied, watched as the leaders in front of them were killed like chickens by sergeants dressed in strange khaki clothes, and could only kneel on the cold stone slabs, lamenting that they had died like this.

Rao is like this, Qin Shi is not at ease, after searching the temple, he found more than 20 women in each side room, as well as Luan Fengying in the side hall room.

At this time, Qin Shishi had an excuse to let these women come out, identify the horse thieves who had insulted them one by one, and pull them to the backyard one after another. The women were also called to the backyard.

"Bah, bah," the night owl squad sergeant with a short fire/gun was busy in the backyard for a while, and the fire/gunfire continued, making Wang Hu, who was waiting in the main hall, frown; This Qin stone, with such a heavy murderous intent, is not a good thing.

There were only thirty horse thieves kneeling outside the main hall, and the men accounted for most of them, and their hands were not stained with blood, and the gunshots that kept ringing out in the backyard, how could they not know what was going on, all of them turned pale and collapsed to the ground.

Standing on the steps, Wang Hu looked at the captives on the ground, and couldn't bear to say, "If you are willing to submit to my Bailong Lake, then you will be spared death, and this official will say it,"

"Yes, sir, we are willing to submit," the horse thieves, who heard that they still had a chance to live, suddenly shouted in a hurry, and Peng and Peng smashed their heads on the ground.

Qin Shi came out, Wang Hu was strange, he didn't see the evil intent on him, did he see it wrong? It wasn't until the women behind Qin Shi came out that Wang Hu understood that it turned out that Shi Shi also had a careful heart.

Luan Fengying, who was carrying the smoke of gunpowder, walked in the front, the gray dead air in her eyes just now had dissipated most of it, and when she looked at these sergeants, her face was much warmer; These sergeants who suddenly appeared not only saved them, but also gave her a chance to vent her anger.

But listening to Qin Qiguan, the big horse thief Lu Yidao had escaped, and Luan Fengying cursed the sky again and again for having no eyes and couldn't hear his own prayers.

The two killings on the mountain and the mountain completely lost the courage of the captives, and interrogated Qin Shishi in Lu Yidao's warehouse, and got the answer very smoothly.

Two large boxes of gold and silver jewelry, and jade jewelry with blood in it, Qin Shi directly sealed it, and after arranging for those women to eat and rest, he took the sergeant and sat at the dining table in the main hall of the main hall and ate a hot meal beautifully.

"I said, didn't you fall in love with that woman, or you would have taken revenge on the spot if you had that good intention, I thought you were going to do it," Wang Hu, who was gnawing on a piece of cow bone, leaned around Qin Shi with an oily face.

"Here," after drinking a glass of spirits, Qin Shishi spitted out the wine, "This wine is strong, the ale wine is too soft, or it drinks strongly," ignoring Wang Hu's hypocrisy, it doesn't mean that he has no ideas in his heart, but what can he say.

If he doesn't get out of the backyard, tomorrow, maybe not tomorrow, most of these women will commit suicide, and I don't know how to pay the order to the hundred households when I go back.

"Cut, pretend," Wang Hu carefully took a sip of the spirits, and a red cloth immediately hung out on his face, "Wow, what kind of wine is this, it's clearly a knife, cut your throat,"

"The military master is powerful, you know the name as soon as you drink it," a horse thief man who was waiting next to him hugged the wine jar and said, "The name of this wine is called burning knife, it is a strong wine transported from Taiyuan Mansion, the leader, oh no, it is Lu Yidao, he doesn't drink it often, the gold is very expensive, if it weren't for today's concubine, I wouldn't even be able to smell it,"

"Hey, the wine from Taiyuan Mansion, this is strange, the leader of your family can get this strong wine, I'm afraid it wasn't robbed," Qin Shi asked suspiciously, and Wang Hu, who had drunk half a glass of wine next to him, had already begun to faint.

"This, the villain doesn't know, it's just that I heard the wolf master boast once," the horse thief shook his head awkwardly, holding the wine jar to add wine to Wang Hu, but was blocked by Qin Shi, and if he drank it again, Wang Hu wouldn't wake up tonight.

There are too many materials in the warehouse of the cave in the back mountain, it is impossible to take them away, if you burn them, it is estimated that the hundred households will hang themselves and beat them when they go back, and the Qin stone that is helpless will be put down for the time being, and the sergeant will be commanded to escort the prisoners, pile the corpses in the backyard into a hill, pour vegetable oil and wood, and burn them with fire.

The sergeants have been on the road for more than ten days, and their hands and feet have varying degrees of frostbite, so let's rest for a few days.

The cold wind howled on the Niujiao Peak, the fire on the mountain burned all night, the foot of the mountain on a snowy night, the howl of the hungry wolves in the grassland, staggered and mixed, and the whole night was chaotic, and the sergeant and the Tartar guide who guarded the war horse at the foot of the mountain were so unsightly that they didn't close their eyes all night.

The next day, the clouds were overcast, the snow stopped, and Qin Shishi, who was asleep, heard the sergeant report that there were five of those women last night, who committed suicide with scissors and kitchen knives, and the bodies were already cold when they were found. Chastity has been lost, and since he who can insult himself with his sword, he is already satisfied.

Qin Shishi, who was embarrassed, was secretly relieved when he saw Luan Fengying walk out of the wing. He didn't know what was going on in his heart, he just felt his heart beating.