"Smack!" a long whip with thorns slammed into an abscess-ridden, skinny, unkempt old Goryeo woman, and at once the old woman was whipped to the ground with blood and flesh flying.

"Baga! You Goryeo pigs, if you don't eat the whip every day, you want to be lazy!" The Fusang man, who looked like a small leader, waved a long whip in one hand, and scolded loudly: "Hurry up and let me into the mountain, if you can't pull back thirty giant trees today, you Goryeo cheap bones will all have to cut off your nose!"

This little boss-like Fuso man, named Taro Ishihara, was originally a down-and-out ronin in Fuso Edo Castle. After being conscripted into the Fusang army, although he did not make any military achievements, he was ruthless and treated the Koreans more ferociously than jackals, so he got the official position of the head of the group. Ishihara Taro's boss was also considered to be a "good man", and sent Ishihara Taro and more than 30 Fuso soldiers under him to supervise the Goryeo people and cut down the wood needed to build the camp.

I saw the old woman who fell to the ground, struggling in pain on the ground for a long time, but she was no longer able to get up. Ishihara Taro took out the knife at his waist, walked to the old woman with a cruel smile, and without saying a word, "Flutter!" With a knife, the old woman's white-haired head was cut off!

Kicking the old woman's bloody head into the air, Ishihara Taro carried a bloody knife and said with a cruel smile on his face: "You group of Korean pigs, if you want to be lazy and don't work, this is the end! Hurry up and cut down trees for me!"

More than a hundred Koreans looked at this scene with dull eyes, they were used to seeing this kind of scene, and they had long been completely numb!

For them, the sooner they die, the sooner they die, the sooner they are relieved.

But not everyone had enough courage to face death! Under the whipping and scolding of the Fuso people, the team of more than 100 people dragged on and continued to advance.

The giant trees within two or three miles of the camp have long been cut down. The team led by Taro Ishihara had to go further into the mountains to cut down the suitable giant trees.

After a quarter of an hour, the team finally entered the woods and prepared to start cutting down trees.

At this moment, seven or eight guys dressed as hunters suddenly came out of the depths of the woods, looking at Taro Ishihara and his gang with a stunned expression.

Ishihara Taro suddenly saw a few hunters, and he was also slightly stunned, then he pulled out his sword and shouted with joy: "Catch those Korean pigs for me! ”

After speaking, with a dozen of his subordinates, he rushed towards a few hunters.

And the seven or eight hunters, seeing that the situation was not good, quickly turned around and ran into the depths of the woods.

It has been almost two months since the construction of the Fusang camp began. According to the plan of the Fusang people, in addition to the big village, two small villages should be built, and the defense can be more stable. It is a pity that the more than 30,000 Koreans who were initially arrested have died, fallen ill, and fled, and only a few thousand are left to work!

Two months ago, Taro Ishihara still had more than 400 Koreans under his command, but now, there are only more than 100 old, weak, sick and disabled left. It used to be possible to cut down hundreds of giant trees in a day, but now, it is good to be able to pull back 30 in a day.

If you can catch these strong hunters back as coolies, how can you cut down a few more giant trees a day!

Ishihara Taro led his men to chase after the hunter in front of him, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in a blink of an eye.

This chase is several miles, although it has not been able to catch up, but fortunately it has not been lost. Twenty or thirty zhang ahead, there are always the backs of those hunters, looming in the dense forest.

Running so far in one go, more than a dozen Fusang people were already exhausted and out of breath. Just as they were about to lose their run, the hunters in front of them seemed to be exhausted, and they all stopped, turned their heads, and looked at the pursuers behind them with a grin.

Seeing this, Taro Ishihara didn't feel anything different, but was overjoyed: "Rush up and catch them!"

Before he had run a few steps, a few Fusang soldiers who rushed in front suddenly felt empty under their feet. The thick dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground suddenly slammed down, revealing a deep pit out of thin air!

"Poof!" Before a few Fusang soldiers could react, they instantly fell into a pit more than a foot deep.

Taro Ishihara, who followed closely behind, was shocked, but his reaction was not slow, and his legs jumped with all his strength, and he was able to cross the deep pit.

Before he could catch his breath when Taro Ishihara suddenly felt a tightness in his feet and neck, followed by a huge surge of force.

"Bang!", a rope sleeve popped out of thin air on the ground, firmly covering his ankle, and Ishihara Taro was instantly hung upside down and suspended in mid-air!

Taro Ishihara was followed by eight Fuso soldiers, and they were so shocked that they didn't know whether to rescue their leader or turn around and flee. In this stunned moment, he didn't notice that behind him, two huge logs came out of nowhere, whistling towards several people!

When a few people heard the strange noise behind them, it was too late to hide anymore!

"Bang bang!" A few loud bangs, the five Fusang soldiers were hit in the head by the giant tree, and immediately flew high!

The thin helmets did not play any protective role at all, and the heads of the several Fuso people who were knocked into the air were all smashed to pieces, and they fell to the ground softly, and without saying a word, they went to see their Amaterasu.

The remaining three Fuso soldiers were very clever, and when they heard the strange noise behind them, they threw themselves to the ground, and they were able to dodge the sweeping giant trees.

The three guys lying on the ground didn't have time to rejoice, and on the canopy beside them, they roared and smashed down two huge wooden fences full of spikes, "Boom! Boom!" A few times, nailing the three Fusang people to the ground and smashing them into a puddle of flesh

"Yaga! damn Goryeo pig, let me down (let us out)!" Taro Ishihara, who was hanged upside down, and the Fuso soldiers who were trapped in the deep pit, shouted and cursed.

"Hehe, I don't understand what you guys are calling!" I saw that among the few people dressed as Orions, a slightly darkened and sturdy tall boy with a snow-white body walked unhurriedly to the upside-down Ishihara Taro, looked upside down, and said with a wicked smile: "These Fuso people, why are they so short? The giant tree wanted to hit his back, why did he hit his head?"

Isn't this kid Zhou Hao, who else can there be?

"Baga! You are not Goryeo pigs! Who are you who dare to do anything to the Fusang army! If I want to catch you!" This Ishihara Taro has also been in Goryeo for a few months, and he immediately heard that Zhou Hao was not speaking Goryeo.

"Noise!" Zhou Hao jumped up and slashed at the back of Taro Ishihara's head with a slap, knocking this guy unconscious, and then grinned: "Babble, I don't know what the ghost is called!"

At this time, several other brothers in the pro-military camp dressed as hunters also dragged the Fusang soldiers in the deep pit with stones and knocked them out.

Tie up a few live mouths and still put them on the back of a horse hidden aside. He threw a few dead Fusang soldiers into a deep pit and buried them hastily.

"Haha, Haozi, you kid really has a hand! I actually thought of using a trap to catch the live mouth, this time the brothers also followed your kid and made the first contribution! A lean pro-barracks brother patted Zhou Hao's shoulder and said very affectionately.

"It's not all the credit of everyone, I just came up with an idea! If it wasn't for everyone's efforts, how could I lay these traps overnight!" Zhou Hao smiled.

"We're just selling some strength, but your kid's idea is not simple! Not to mention anything else, it's just that the location of this trap is very particular! If it is arranged too far, these Fusang people will not be able to run, and I am afraid they will have to give up the pursuit; if they are arranged too close, there will be a danger of alarming other Fuso people! Moreover, the trap is arranged on the road that the Fuso people must pass to pursue us, and this trap, lasso, giant log, and wooden fence, one ring after another, counts these guys to death! Just this hand, it is difficult to find the second number in our own barracks! ”

"Brother Tie Yan, you can praise me to the sky! In fact, how can it be so mysterious, it's just a small means for us to make a living, and it can't be put on the stage!" Zhou Hao said with a faint smile.

This lean man, named Zhao Tieyan, is the leader of this small group of iron horsemen. Among these people, he has been in the pro-military camp for a long time and has the most knowledge.

I only heard Zhao Tieyan continue: "Anyway, just wait for Hou Tou's side to finish the matter, and our first work will be counted!"

While he was talking, Hou Fatzi, who was also dressed as an Orion, led several other pro-military camp brothers out of the forest.

Seeing Zhou Hao and a few people, Hou Fatzi hurriedly asked, "Old Zhao, Haozi, how are you?