Chapter 379 2
Didn't kill Captain Kangdu.
Because, just as there was a fight, Joradan heard a scream coming from the entrance of the village.
This scream made Joladan's heart flutter in an instant.
And not just this wave of soldiers.
At the entrance of the village, there is also a wave of soldiers!
As soon as he pulled Captain Kangdu off his horse, Joradan carried him and ran out.
It didn't go far.
"Mother, mother, don't you want a tiger, woo woo woo......"
A wail rang out.
Boom!
Knocking on the door, Joradan entered the house and took a look, and immediately became furious.
On the ground, there was a woman lying upright, her neck had been cut off, her head was strangely sideways, her body was disheveled and disheveled, obviously ravaged before her death.
Next to this corpse, Huzi, who was only six years old, stretched out a pair of small hands and kept holding the blood on the ground, and naively wanted to give the blood back to his mother, and there were bursts of helpless wails in his mouth.
"Huzi, come here!"
I can't bear to let Huzi see this cruel scene again.
As soon as Joradan stretched out his hand, he took the tiger in his arms and rushed out of the door.
Just out of the house.
At the entrance of the village, several screams rang out again.
"Bastard, asshole!"
"If the villagers have a good one, Lao Tzu will let you give them a funeral!"
Glaring at Kang Duwei with murderous intent, Joradan hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the village.
With this glare, Kang Duwei urinated directly.
He knows best what kind of soldiers his subordinates are, and he also heard the few terrible screams just now, and he must have killed someone.
Thinking about the men who were killed on the Yang field, Captain Kangdu's body was like a sifting chaff, and he was trembling.
The entrance of the village arrived.
When Captain Kang saw the scene in front of him, he fainted directly.
A group of soldiers carrying knives were surrounding a group of unarmed villagers, and several people had fallen on the ground, looking at the blood, all of which were fatal.
The landlord Liu was not idle, holding a horsewhip in his hand, and was whipping an old man, the old man, screaming again and again, his already shabby clothes were even more torn.
A rush of blood poured into Joradan's head.
Kill!
This kind of beast, not a single one can be left, kill!
With a roar of rage, Joradan threw the weapon in his hand away.
What weapons?
Captain Kangdu!
Grabbing Captain Kangdu's shirt with his right hand, he slammed his arm.
Sou!
Captain Kang Du flew out.
Impartial, upright, and heavy, smashed on Landlord Liu.
Bang bang bang......
Like a wolf into a sheepfold.
Joradan rampaged through the group of soldiers.
Bare-handed?
Never mind!
Those fists were heavier than the heaviest hammers.
The bast was harder than the hardest piece of armor.
A pair of arms are raised, like a battering ram, and the middle one flies.
Not much.
The 100 soldiers present were all lying on the ground, dead and crippled.
"It's the opposite, it's the opposite, it's all the opposite!"
Landlord Liu didn't know if he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, or if he was already scared stupid, and he was still shouting there.
Is it the other way around?
It's the other way around!
The landlord is cruel and unkind, the army bullies the weak, this kind of world, don't do anything!
Joradan jerked his head back to look at the villagers.
"This is the result of your cowardice!"
"This is the end of your patience!"
"If it weren't for the fact that you have been swallowing your anger for so many years, how dare this old dog be so rampant?"
"If it weren't for the fact that none of you dared to stand up, how could this old dog dare to be so arrogant?"
"Look at Hu'er and his mother, look at Uncle Sun, look at Sister-in-law Zhen, look at Aunt Ye......"
"How long are you going to put up with it?"
"Do you really have to wait for the knife to cut off all your heads before you remember to resist?"
A violent drink, like a thunderstorm, woke up these villagers who had long been numb and had long been accustomed to being oppressed.
"Shoot him, shoot him!"
"Give my daughter's life back!"
"Mother, I'll avenge you!"
"Kill this brute!"
"The old man is out of the way, it's the other way around!"
Roaring, the villagers rushed towards Landlord Liu.
The outrage of the masses is terrifying.
That Liu landlord, don't look at the fat and strong, but it's just a shelf, the four bodies are not diligent and the grains are not divided, and where are the opponents of these villagers who are digging in the field all day long, three or two times, they were smashed to the ground by the villagers, and then, holding their heads, they could only scream.
It's useless to bark!
These villagers, have long been oppressed by the landlord Liu can not live, at this moment, this fire broke out, how can it be cleaned up, this one with a wooden stick on the landlord Liu whipped wildly, the one carrying a big stone ready to smash down, and even more ruthless, a slap of the yin leg, swept in the lower body of the landlord Liu.
He's dead!
Landlord Liu, who had ruled Sanhe Village for decades, died like this.
The early morning wind, blowing through the entrance of the village, rolled up blood, and spread.
A shudder.
Villagers, I was scared at first.
"It's over, it's over, it's a big disaster. ”
"We, are we a rebellion?"
"What a sin to kill your head!"
"Shangyang City is said to have thousands of troops, once they receive the news, let's ......"
"What to do, what to do?"
They all panicked.
Once he is condemned as a traitor, once the army is overwhelmed, none of the people present can live!
Joradan?
At this moment, Joladan was also frowning.
He is physically strong, but he can not be afraid of those soldiers, but what about these villagers?
Once the army rushes into the village, the villagers will suffer heavy casualties.
It's not to do all this to lead them to a dead end, otherwise, why resist?
Gotta live!
All of them must live, and live better than before!
The early morning sun, over the mountains in the distance, shone on Joladan's face.
Rise.
Looking at the lush mountains in the distance, Joladan smiled.
"Let's go, go into the mountains!"
"The village can't stay, let's go into the mountains, this Yuema Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles, as long as we hide in the mountains, don't say thousands of troops, even tens of thousands, and we can't be found!"
"What to eat?"
"Such a big mountain, are you still afraid of not having food?"
"And, don't forget, Landlord Liu has a lot of grain in his house, and bringing these with him is enough for us to eat for several months!"
Order.
The villagers who have been led by Joladan on the road of rebellion can only go one way to the dark.
The crowd rushed into Landlord Liu's house.
Granary, open.
The white rice milled rice has been piled up into several hills, and these villagers, who have been digging in the soil all their lives, have never seen so much grain, and for a while, crying and crying.
These grains are all grown with hard work facing the loess and facing the sky.
As a result.
The hungry faces and yellow muscles, after eating the last meal, the grain, but all of them were piled up in the house of Landlord Liu, and some of them were even about to become moldy.
"Points!"
With a wave of his hand, villagers, you are carrying a sack, and I am carrying a bamboo basket and rushing into the granary.