Li Yan's face did not change, and he quietly moved his fingers from the man's eyelids to the top of the man, sighed heavily, and then turned around.

"What's wrong, Brother Deng."

Deng Tianxiong's tower-like strong man, although he was injured, his javelin-like standing posture still showed a strong sense of oppression.

"We've caught a small worker, probably a wolf."

"Since it's a wolf, if you cut it, why bother telling me."

Li Yan smiled faintly.

"Keep people under the knife! Keep people under the knife! ”

Li Yan turned his eyes, and the person who spoke was a man in a light blue cloth shirt and a round-bottomed gauze hat, in his thirties, so thin that he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

He was held by two Ming soldiers and stumbled and shoved.

Li Yan had used the Yellow Turban Charm on six people before, three of them, like Deng Tianxiong, had already recovered their mobility, and the remaining two had their injuries stabilized, and they would not be in serious trouble if they were recuperated for a few days.

"This man is hiding in a barrel, and when I lift the lid, he opens his mouth full of gossip."

Deng Tianxiong pointed to the man.

"Heavenly Soldiers, Heavenly Soldiers."

The human body was weak and sifted chaff, and cold sweat flowed down his face: "The villain is the interpreter of the Seoul Prefecture, and he followed Deputy General Zha all the way to Pyongyang." ”

Li Yan glanced at him.

"You know the Japanese language?"

At the mention of this bank, the man seemed to be much calmer, and he glanced at the young man who was questioning.

The body is thin, with high cheekbones, eyes as bright as big stars, half gray arrow sleeves, and cracked leg skirts with blood stains.

He settled down, and his white face showed a bit of elegance: "The villain has been going to sea with his father since he was a child, don't say a word, it's the ghost language of the red beard, and I know a little bit about it." ”

A smile bloomed on Li Yan's face, and he waved his hand to let the Ming army behind him let go of his shoulder.

"I don't know what Brother Tai is called?"

"The villain has admired the Han culture since he was a child, and his family's surname is Song Mingji, because he is the second oldest in the family, and he takes the meaning of Kunzhong Shuji, so he is named Song Zhongji."

"Good name."

Li Yan patted the man's shoulder.

"Song Tongyi, in the belly of the enemy, the brothers just want to find a way to survive, and we want to go south to return to the camp, and along the way, we have to bother Mr."

"Well said, well said." Song Joong Ki bowed to the ground, but secretly complained in his heart.

The moment the lid was lifted, he thought that he was discovered by the Japanese Kou, so he shouted for help in the Japanese language, but he didn't expect it to be the Ming Army.

Although it is true that the Ming army is a friendly army, most of them have an arrogant attitude towards the Koreans, and these Qiu Ba are even more daring, and they even want to forcibly return to the camp when the Japanese have basically captured the entire territory of Korea. It's as if Yukinaga Konishi, who now occupies the city of Pyongyang, is a dead man.

Now that he has fallen into such a field, Song Tongyi has no shortage of resentment against the Ming army, and he sneered at the fragility of the Korean army along the way. Now he has to drag himself to death.

Although he was scolding the street with his feet in his heart, the interpreter on his face did not show it at all, and the person in front of him was a ruthless person at first glance. Now he is quite respectful on his face, if he is a little uninteresting, and people really turn their faces and slaughter themselves, isn't it as easy as slaughtering chickens?

"Tianxiong, you are staring at him, we are not familiar with life, if we want to live, this person is indispensable, if he dares to run, he will be killed."

Li Yan leaned over to Deng Tianxiong's side and whispered.

The problem is that he didn't let Song Tongyi go away, he glanced at him from time to time when he spoke, and words like "staring at him" and "killing him" came to Song Tongyi's ears along the wind, and he was cold all over his body, and he had to keep a smile on his face.

In about a stick of incense, on the huge battlefield, Li Yan and several people found more than 20 live mouths, but only nine people were gathered, and the others were either too seriously injured or had difficulty moving, so they had to give up.

Some people here are quite tough, but some people are crying bitterly and begging, Li Yan's face is cold and hard, but Deng Tianxiong is clenching his teeth.

Coupled with Li Yan himself, seven of the ten people can walk, taking turns to support the three wounded, these people are all tired, and they can't fight for anything, once they encounter the Japanese invaders, Li Yan's efforts will be in vain, but once the injury is healed, the combat ability is by no means comparable to that of a person who can fight alone.

A group of 10 people. Taking advantage of the first sunshine to melt the snow, I went to the foot of the mountain.

……

"Bang ......"

Chaimen showed a face, in his early forties, and his face was full of weather.

Song Tongyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in Korean with a Pyongyang accent:

"Uncle, we are the army of the Ming Dynasty, and we are here to fight the Japanese invaders, ...... you"

When the man heard the words Da Ming, he had already pressed the door panel hard, and his tone was terrified:

"Go to another house, don't hurt me......"

Although Li Yan didn't understand, he wasn't an idiot either. He threw his elbows up and sneered at his face.

"I'm afraid I can't help you."

How could a villager fight with Lao Yu, and after the wrestling of Li Yan, who was strengthened by Gu Yuniao, the door panel was pushed open suddenly, and the villager fell on his heels. A woman's exclamation was heard in the room.

One by one, men in military clothes rushed in, most of them wore blades, with a heavy bloody smell on their bodies, and the villager also picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board at the beginning, and was glared at by the fierce Deng Tianxiong's eyes, and the kitchen knife fell in fright.

There were two women in the back room, one old and one young, who were supposed to be the wives and daughters of this man.

The girl who had just reached the cardamom cowered in the corner of the kang and shivered, and the older woman slammed her head on the ground, begging for mercy.

"Tell him that we are officers and soldiers, not widows, and the brother is injured and wants to ask for a bowl of hot water."

Li Yan said to Song Tongyi with a cold face, "Don't play tricks, don't hurt people's lives." ”

Song Joong Ki helped the woman up and muttered for a long time. The family was settled.

"Brothers, who has the broken silver on them?"

A few soldiers, look at me, let me look at you, a short lieutenant said suddenly.

"My mother gave me an immortal lock, which is full of silver."

This person's name is Wang Sheng, although he is not as good as Deng Tianxiong, who has up to 70% of his military skills, but he has a skill called Heaven and Earth Hearing, and he is a good detective.

"Bring it."

Wang Sheng obediently handed over the things, since Li Yan showed a magical qi healing technique to save everyone's lives, several military men took this general banner lord as the only one.

Li Yan weighed it, and the weight was not light.

He put the immortal lock in the woman's hand and turned back to Deng Tianxiong.

"Look around, if you have anything to eat or something you can use, take it out."

As he spoke, he asked Deng Tianxiong to lean over.

"If there is broken silver, take some of it, you can calculate it yourself, Wang Sheng's longevity lock is worth a lot of money, let's not lose it."

Deng Tianxiong nodded, and rummaged through the cabinets for a while.

The other soldiers entered the room and sat around the edge of the door panel, looking a little restrained.

The old woman looked at the silver lock in her hand and bit it with her teeth. Glancing at the soldier who had been honestly squatting on the side since he entered the house, his eyes flickered for a while, and then he turned around and went into the kitchen.

Li Yan looked at the tired people, and there seemed to be a string tightening in his heart.

It is not easy for this line of work to break out of the encirclement.

"Song Tongyi, you asked this old man to find us a few clothes, and count them in the silver lock I just gave."

Song Joong Ki muttered for a long time, and it took a while to bring two coarse cloth clothes.

"People are not rich, so that's all." Song Tongyi smiled.

Li Yan was just about to open his mouth, when a lieutenant who was holding the crack in the door suddenly shouted in a low voice.

"My lord, there are thieves!"

Song Tongyi was so frightened that his palms trembled, and the clothes in his hands were about to fall to the ground, but he was caught by Li Yan.

"Wang Sheng, you help the seriously injured brother into the back kitchen, and the others go down to the cellar, Tianxiong, change clothes with me."

Li Yan spoke very quickly, but methodically, and after a few words, the nine lieutenants acted quickly like clockwork with enough lubricating oil.

After a short time, there were only five people left in the inner room: the old Han father and daughter, Song Tongyi, Deng Tianxiong, and Li Yan.

A burst of unbridled laughter gradually approached.

"Bang!"

The plank was slammed hard.

“%#@#￥#”

The man at the door cursed angrily.

The sweat on the old man's face was layer after layer. The door was kicked open.

Two ronins walked in one after the other.

"Flash, launch."

Wako (Kuroba Nagazhi Legion)

Mastery: Military 70%

Skill: Yin Flow Knife Technique!

Wako (Kuroba Nagazhi Legion)

Mastery: Military 70%

Skill: Three-eyed firebolt shooting

Two ordinary pirates have up to 70% specialization.

Li Yan frowned imperceptibly.

"Hey, you!"

A knife-wielding ronin with a receding hairline and a smooth forehead pointed at Song Joong Ki.

Song Tongyi was a little dazed.

"You, come here!"

The ronin hooked his fingers, and even if he didn't understand it, the meaning was obvious.

Song Joong Ki swallowed his saliva, and Deng Tianxiong beside him pestled his waist and eyes without a trace.

"If you dare to play tricks, you will be the first to die!"

Song Tongyi walked over with a smile and said hello in Japanese.

Li Yan's back was against the water tank, the Huanlong Sword was behind the water tank, and the hand holding the gun was hidden in the firewood and grass, as long as the two would-be robbers looked the slightest bit wrong, he would immediately burst out.

Hearing Song Tongyi speak Japanese, the two looked at each other unexpectedly, laughed, and the ronin with the fire gun on his back patted Song Tongyi's cheek.

"Why, do you speak Japanese?"

"A little, a little."

The gun-wielding ronin looked around for a week.

"Why are there so many people in your family?"

"It's a guest, a guest."

Song Tongyi reacted quickly.

The sword-wielding ronin took two steps forward: "Guest?" ”

He grabbed the dried sweet potato that Deng Tianxiong had just found on the table and put it in his mouth, munching on it. walked to Li Yan for no reason. The black teeth were about to touch Li Yan's neck.

"Hey, do you speak Japanese?"

Li Yan looked dumbfounded, and the ronin seemed to feel that he was too short and not strong enough, so he grabbed Li Yan's neck and shook it vigorously.

"Naiyu! (Are you stupid?) I asked if you could speak Japanese. ”

Li Yan did not react.

The ronin snorted softly: "Yaga." (Idiot.) ）”

He slipped the things on the table into his clothes, opened the cabinet, and muttered: "Did you know that Uncle Ben was coming, and took out the things in advance?" It's really sensible. ”

His vulture-like eyes glanced around, and suddenly stared at the little girl who was curled up on the kang.

Deng Tianxiong's fists tightened, and Song Tongyi blocked the eyes of the Japanese Kou, bowed down and said with a smile:

"Sir, I know where to eat."

The sword-wielding ronin pulled out the knife, the blade was extremely long, and the black blade was pressed against Song Tongyi's belly.

"Get out of the way."

Song Tongyi's face twitched, hesitated for a while, and stepped aside silently.

Deng Tianxiong had just lifted his steps, and was kicked on the heel by Li Yan, who didn't know when he walked behind him, and then Li Yan's whisper came from his ear: "He's not your daughter, are you in a hurry?" Or do you think it's easy for everyone to escape death, so you can do chivalrous deeds? ”

……

With a playful smile on their faces, the two ronins pointed to the girl on the kang. Muttered for a long time, and finally the spear-carrying ronin walked up licking his lips. The sword-wielding ronin hugged his shoulders and swallowed his saliva.

Li Yan seemed to be ignorant, staring at the old man indifferently.

The old man who was kicked away knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, muttering words that Li Yan didn't understand, Deng Tianxiong looked at the old man who kowtowed like pounding garlic, and his heart was also cold.

Song Tongyi's face trembled, and he looked at Li Yan, who was silent and full of smuggling, and then at the knife-wielding ronin who had pressed on the girl. Hands and feet are shaking.

The girl's screams were accompanied by the sound of her clothes being torn, and the flesh of the white flowers was exposed to the air.

"Dangchang~"

Suddenly there was a noise in the kitchen, and the woman hissed and rushed out with a kitchen knife in her hand.

"I'll grass your ancestors!"

Song Tongyi roared, and his hands like chicken paws pounced on the ronin.

The black sword light was like a huge mouth, swallowing towards Song Tongyi's neck. The salty smell of the sea water suddenly spreads. A sneer tugged at the corner of the ronin's mouth.

"Ding~"

"Snort~"

The sword light is like a horse of autumn water. Shunge! Flip your wrists!

The ronin's eyes widened, and he stared back at the emaciated face on the tip of his nose in disbelief.

Li Yan's lips moved slightly: "Yes, stay, yo?" ”

Thump!

The ronin on the kang was excited, turned over to touch the fire gun, but his wrist was held by Deng Tianxiong. He sighed, and Deng Tianxiong in front of him was full of teeth.

The ronin scolded angrily and kicked at Deng Tianxiong, and a sword roared endlessly.

……

"Bang!"

Lee Yan pressed Song Joong Ki's head on the table.

"Song Tongyi, did I say, don't play tricks, or do you say that Song Tongyi, you admire the Han culture to the core, and even the angry scolding before you fight for your life is our Chinese?"

Before Song Joong Ki pounced on him just now, he spoke the Ming Chinese dialect with a straight tone. If he is really out of anger and instinctive, he will naturally speak in his native language.

Song Tongyi's head was pressed, but he didn't have the submissiveness when he first saw him, his eyes were red, and he scolded loudly in Chinese:

"What kind of soldiers are you? Bullshit! What does the imperial court get in exchange for the tribute every year? In exchange for the defeat of your three thousand! Usually with eyes on the top of the head, I don't let go of our wives and daughters when they are abused and fart, and you people in the Ming Dynasty are bullied, don't you fart? The people of the Ming Kingdom are people, but the people of my Korean Kingdom are not people? “

He spat and gritted his teeth.

Li Yan grabbed the man's neck by the collar, threw him on the stool, kicked his right foot on the edge of the stool, and kicked the person to the ground with the stool.

Song Tongyi's waist was hit by a stool, and he gasped in pain, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Ming people are more expensive than North Koreans, and it's not my turn to say it like Qiu Ba, who is as cheap as mud."

Li Yan held the tea bowl in his hand.

"But I want to ask you, the life of your Korean people is fate, but the life of my Ming soldiers is not?"

He pointed to the old man beside him.

"We put our lives out to fight, and we are guarding the people of your North Korea, he won't let us in, and the villagers are afraid of death and ignorance, I don't care."

Li Yan grabbed the neck of Song Tongyi, who couldn't stop moaning. Eyes pressed into him.

"But I want to ask you, this bastard dares to raise a kitchen knife in front of our Ming soldiers, how can he only kowtow and beg for mercy when he breaks his door and insults his daughter?!"

He threw the man in his hand to the ground, his eyes grim.

"I ask you, why doesn't he dare raise his knife at the Wako?"

The corners of Song Tongyi's lips were bleeding, but he couldn't speak, he was lying on the ground and glanced around, and one by one the Ming military captains looked at him coldly.

"If you want others to look up to you and take your life as your life, then let people see, where is your life worth?"