Liangdong was completely enraged.

Any man being insulted like this will arouse the blood in his heart, not to mention that he couldn't get the answer he wanted from Jing Zhong's mouth, and the other party's attitude was so arrogant...... Jing Zhong's whole body trembled in rage, and in his rage, he completely lost his cool, pulled out the battle axe that was diagonally behind him with his backhand, stared at the irrational red eyes, let out a shocking low roar, and gritted his teeth and slashed at Jing Zhong's head.

The small half of the head was sliced open in the bright metallic light, and flew far away under the force of the force. The incision leaves a smooth edge between the broken muscle and the skin, and the white bone exposed to the air is immediately soaked in blood. Jing Zhong's hands swayed in the air a few times, as if someone who was out of balance wanted to grab some kind of support. He didn't understand the instantaneous change in his gaze, and the death that came so quickly that he couldn't feel the pain in the process of the right half of his head being chopped off. The sensation of losing a part of his body was so clear that he opened his mouth and leaned back, gradually regaining consciousness, most of his cranial nerves still immersed in the previous state of satisfaction and pleasure and slowly collapsed.

Liang Dong felt like a wounded maned bear now. Clutching his blood-stained steel axe in both hands, he strode up to the other captive, the muscles above the bridge of his nose twitching around the periphery of his eye sockets, like a patient with facial paralysis uncontrolled by nerves. When he opened his mouth to growl, he felt his gums tremble and saliva drip from the tips of his teeth.

"Say, 'Where are your people?'

It was still a contemptuous smile that was indistinguishable from the scene, and that damn, ugly snort.

A few minutes later, the bodies of the six guards fell to the ground.

Without the slightest outrage, Liang Dong picked up the steel axe and slashed at them, as if to chop the corpses into pieces to dissipate the anger in his heart.

None of the people in Mengxiang Village fled, and the soldiers caught the fleeers one by one in the flames and smoke. The massive resistance had ended, but there were still shouts and screams from the corners of the stockade.

Liang Dong carried the tomahawk upside down, his head lowered, his eerie eyes looked around aimlessly, and he let out a cry full of revenge and malice in his throat.

"Bring them all."

"Let them speak, and whoever is not honest will be killed."

"I want people, food, and cloth. Pull out their teeth with pliers, they will say...... I will be honest about where the valuable things are hidden. ”

A thick and steady voice sounded from behind Liangdong: "It's almost done." Killing too many people is not good for us, it is not the result that the king wants. ”

Liang Dong instinctively turned around, and when his eyes met the target, he swallowed his throat hard in resentment and reluctantly, and swallowed the unfinished words hard.

Gangdian is Niu Weibang's captain of the guard, an absolute cronie. He was the commander of the 5,000 warriors, and he also kept statistics on the results of the battle.

Looking at Liangdong with a gloomy expression, Gangdian sighed, he patted Liangdong's shoulder hard, and persuaded in a low voice: "I didn't expect things to turn out like this." Don't worry, I'll tell the king the truth about the whole battle. ”

This is indeed what Gangdian said in his heart. He has always watched Liangdong's performance and tried his best. The attack on Mengxiangzhai is also quite methodical, even if he changes his own command, it is estimated that the result is similar to now. Speaking of which, everyone underestimated the combat effectiveness of Mengxiang Village, who would have thought that the Lu people would be able to burst out with such a strong resistance mentality. From the leader of the stockade from Jing Zhong down, most of the men would rather die in battle, and no one thought of surrendering to survive.

One by one, the captives were gathered from different directions of the stockade. From their miscellaneous voices, Liangdong and Gangdian heard the news that shocked them.

There is another door in Mengxiang Village.

As soon as the battle began, the old and weak women and children fled from the stockade through the new gate on the north side.

The number of these people is as high as two thousand.

……

The dark forest is like a monster, constantly devouring the life that dares to go deep here.

"Everybody pick up the pace."

"Run for me."

"Pull the front and the back together, hurry, hurry!"

Five hundred Panshizhai soldiers divided into small teams and trotted along the road with a huge group of prisoners of war.

One thousand nine hundred and thirty-seven prisoners, this is the figure that came up after the initial count.

It's already dark, and traveling at such a speed on the snow is very physically demanding. The women and children who had been caught cried incessantly, and they drew sticks and whips, and after a few blows of them, the tentative cries immediately turned into sobs, and then, no one dared to make a sound, but released a hateful gaze with a pair of eyes.

An old woman with disheveled hair sat on the ground. Her legs and feet trembled violently, her chest rose and fell with the rhythm of intense breathing, and she looked at the person walking in front of her, her eyes blank and full of helplessness.

“…… I can't walk anymore...... Please...... Rest...... Let me take a break. ”

Holding a long-handled battle axe in his hand, Tianhao strode up to the old woman and gave an unquestionable majestic order: "Stand up and keep walking." ”

There was a strong ultimatum-like warning in his gaze. The sky was dark, and the dense trees blocked the last bit of light from the sky, and the old woman could only see Tianhao facing her tall shadow. She knelt on the ground and begged in a mournful voice: "Let me rest before leaving, I'm old...... I don't have the strength to ......."

There should be something to say before the steel axe has been slashed down with irresistible force. Tianhao didn't spare his hand this time, the sharp axe blade slashed directly from the old woman's left shoulder to her left abdomen, and the whole person was split into two halves, and the blood mixed with the strong smell of internal organs quickly spread in the woodland.

"If you can't walk, you'll die." Tian Hao rubbed the tomahawk vigorously on the surface of the warm and still twitching corpse, he was like a cold and hard steel at the moment, and the gaze that scanned each captive was so dazzling, as if it had substance: "Who else wants to rest?" ”

There was no answer, only the grinding sound of speeding up and stomping on the snow.

Two hours later, the team finally arrived at the preset camp in the dark.

This is a simple rest area built by Tianhao in advance. Walls of snow are piled up on all sides, and fuel such as firewood is covered under the felt of animal skins. As bonfires lit up in the camp, the Deer prisoners of war, whose minds were occupied by the fear of death, gradually fell silent.

As long as they are not killed in the war, they can basically be safe. As a common measure of wealth for barbarians in the northern continent, prisoners of war were the property of the victors.

Tianmad arranged the sentry in charge of guarding, and strode to the fire where Tianhao was and sat down.