Outside the ancestral hall of Majia Village.

Surrounded by a pitiful and miserable situation of corpses all over the field, under the light of the raging flames next to them, the ferocious horse bandits, under the leadership of Mazi Face, have ridden horses to surround the ancestral hall, wanting to kill the only remaining people in Majia Village.

"The people inside listen, if they don't come out again, Lao Tzu will chop up this woman and feed it to the dog!"

Pockmark face galloped over, and when he got to the front, he pulled the reins suddenly, and the horse under the crotch stood up, and then the pockmarked face pulled down heavily, and the whole side came over, and then stood quietly in place.

Asako twisted her face and threatened as she slapped the woman's ass with the knife in her hand, and the latter could only raise her head and let out a whimper in pain because her mouth was blocked by dirty rags.

Inside the ancestral hall, a young man held the knife tightly, his face was almost completely attached to the door, and he secretly looked out from the gap, and when he saw this situation, his expression suddenly tightened, and he stood up in a panic.

He was obviously a completely unassertive master, and at this time, he even shouted at the people inside and asked, "What the hell, the third sister-in-law was arrested by them!"

At this time, the other people were already gathered around the dying old village chief, all of them with sad and desperate faces, and a gloomy cloud.

Because of the loss of too much blood, the old man's lips turned white, his body spasmed because of pain and cold, he couldn't even say a whole sentence in his mouth, he could only use his remaining strength to grab the hand of the young man next to him, looked up at the dark night sky above his head, trembling and wanting to say something, the young man saw this, hurriedly wiped his tears, leaned down, and put his ear to it.

"Live, live, live, live。。。。。。 ”

Before the word 'go' could even be uttered, the old man's life had come to an end like a burned candle, and his hand slipped and fell weakly into the young man's arms, his eyes had completely spread out, gray, like the sky overhead.

The other surviving women suddenly cried beside them, the old village chief has always been the most respected elder in the village, the most kind, the most likable elder, in this place of horse bandits, the degree of unity within Majia Village is beyond imagination, the relationship between neighbors is excellent, suddenly this great change, and watching the old man die so tragically, even those young people can't help but secretly wipe their tears.

An atmosphere of sadness and despair spread.

But the young man who didn't think about it looked at the scene that made him tremble, but his eyes were only slightly red, and he couldn't hold back the tears that were about to fall, the young man silently closed his eyes for the old man, and then gently put him on the ground, regardless of the cold, took off the winter clothes on his body and covered the old man, and then stood up and said: "To live! To stay here is to wait for death, and when the horse bandits burn down the ancestral hall, we all have to die here!"

"But it's useless to rush out, they have horses, and we can't escape anyway. ”

A young man replied with a sad face.

There are great plains all around, how can you run? Where to run? Do you want to fight with the horses? If you go out, you will be sent to death!

There was another person next to him who asked, "Yes, and the third sister-in-law is still in their hands, what should I do?"

The last young man sighed helplessly: "That woman even knows the location of the tunnels in the village, and the tunnels have been blocked by them, and she can't escape!"

"It's all to blame for Ma Ji, who killed a thousand knives, how did he bring back such a woman!" A woman cursed fiercely with hatred, the Ma Ji in her mouth was the one who led the horse bandit Neiying woman Black Narcissus back, and now the village was broken by the combination of inside and outside, Ma Ji naturally died at the hands of the horse bandits, but the woman's family died tragically under the knife of the horse bandits, so how could she not hate, in her heart, even the horse bandits outside who killed people without blinking an eye were not as hateful as Ma Ji.

Hearing the discouraged words of several brothers and sisters-in-law next to him, the young man was also silent, he was not a scheming saint, in this desperate situation, he couldn't think of any way to deal with the situation at this time, waiting for death, running was death, going out to fight was death, horizontal and vertical death, he couldn't find a little hope of life.

But if the village chief's grandfather wants them to live, how can he give up easily? Those bastards outside have killed so many of their relatives, is that it?

How can it!

However, just when the people inside were discussing the solution, the horse bandits outside couldn't wait anymore and directly launched the operation.

Storming is a waste of physical strength, but the horse bandits naturally have a way.

"Hehe, don't come out, let's set fire to Lao Tzu!"

Mazi shouted loudly, pulled the reins, and the horse under the crotch obediently turned to the front of the team, and then looked back at the handsome little lady on the horse, and grinned: "Don't worry, I am reluctant to kill you, brothers have been holding back for so long, but it is all up to you to put out the fire!"

The woman's face was full of horror and grief, and she struggled with all her might, but she couldn't do anything at all, only exchanged for the merciless ridicule of the pockmarked face.

Hearing Mazi's order, the rest of the dozen or so horse bandits did not dare to slack off, and they all threw their torches towards the ancestral hall.

Inside the ancestral hall, several burning torches fell from the sky and fell to the ground, stirring up a spark, which suddenly frightened the women in the house to scream in panic, and the men were guarding the door at this time, seeing the situation inside and outside, all panicked, not knowing what to do, after all, they were ordinary farmers on weekdays, and at this moment they lost the backbone of the old village chief, and at the moment of falling into this mortal situation, they were naturally all out of proportion.

The young man was unusually calm here, and after thinking for a while, he finally spoke: "The sisters-in-law first hid in the tunnel of the ancestral hall with the corpse of the grandfather, and I rushed out with a few brothers, let's go and rob a horse, and then run in the direction of the garrison to attract the attention of the horse bandits, at least to keep the sisters-in-law safe." ”

The rest of the young men suddenly turned their heads, their expressions were different, and they rushed out to grab the horses and run away to attract the attention of those horse bandits, it didn't make a difference if they were sent to death, but on the one hand, the lives of their relatives and their own lives on the other, how could they choose?

Although it is said that both horizontal and vertical are dead, but people have a fluke mentality, and no one wants to be the first person to send them to death, so they all immediately lowered their heads, remained silent, and neither agreed nor objected.

Besides, the boys' plan was a gamble with little chance of winning, and who could guarantee that they would be able to snatch the horses from the murderous bandits? Who could guarantee that the horse bandits would be foolishly led away by them? Who could guarantee that they would be alive to inform the garrison to force the horse bandits back?

Who can guarantee that?

Rather than go out and die, it is better to stay here, even if the bandits want to burn the house, they will not be able to enter for a while.

Even if you have to die, it's good to live a little longer.

However, seeing their hesitant looks, a sad look suddenly appeared on the young man's face, and he asked loudly: "Do you have any other way to do it, brothers? If you don't make up your mind, will we have a chance when they rush in?"

The young man has already made up his mind in his heart, at least to ensure that some people survive, Majia Village can't be broken!

It's just grandpa, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill your last wish.

At this time, a young man at the door suddenly raised his head and said seriously: "Mingze, you stay here, protect your sisters-in-law, let's break through and run separately, we can always run away, as long as the nearby garrison is notified, these horse bandits can only leave as soon as possible, and we will be safe at that time." ”

Looking at the other party's firm eyes, the young man shook his head resolutely and resolutely rejected the hope of this life: "One more person and one more strength, brothers don't need to persuade me anymore, I will break through with you!"

As he spoke, he picked up an iron hammer from the ground, put it on his shoulder, his eyes were resolute, and he walked to the door step by step.

Seeing that the boy had risen, and no one could stand up to object, knowing that the plan had been settled, several women hurried to carry the old village chief's body to a corner, where there was a hidden cellar that could be used as a hiding place.

The rest of the young men also took a deep breath, with a look of death on their faces, and one by one they clenched the weapons in their hands, and gathered at the gate of the ancestral hall, just waiting for the women behind to settle down, they pulled out the latch and found a suitable opportunity to rush out to break through!