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It was a hill at the foot of Daqing Mountain, next to the sheep intestine pass.

The mountain has a pass, the narrowest pass of Daqingshan, it is called "sheep intestine", the sheep intestine divides Daqingshan into two halves, the north leads directly to the Hongyuan inhabited by the Rong nationality, it is the most important traffic artery for them to go south.

Therefore, a pass was built on the sheep intestine, named "sheep intestine pass". It's just that this sheep intestine pass was just broken through by the Rong clan a while ago, and now it looks like the bricks and stones of the new base are still very smooth, but they also look very thin.

The hill where the army had arrived was surrounded by mountains on three sides, and faced the grasslands to the west on one side.

After Han Feng stood still, he looked into the middle of the mountain, and saw twenty people tied to the innermost part of the mountain, the clothes on these people were tattered, but it could be seen that the clothes they were wearing were completely different from the clothes on their own generations.

Those people's hair accessories are also different from those of the generation. The man was shaved all around, while the woman had three braids above her ears on top of her head, and the rest of her hair was cut short, and there were huge gold rings hanging from her ears.

In the past, Han Feng categorically didn't know what the identities of these people were, but after reading the history for so long, he could guess that they were the Rong Clan.

It's just that these people, both men and women, old and young, are all tied up here for?

Huang Jidu took a hundred of his own soldiers and stood in front of those Rong people, with an expressionless face. There were twenty knives by his side, and it didn't look like they were for a thousand prisoner soldiers.

Han Feng watched coldly, his heart froze, and at the same time, his right hand subconsciously clenched his left arm. Twenty knives, twenty Rongjin, this knife is obviously for the Rongjin. Is this what the so-called actual combat is? It seems that there will really be blood shed today. It's no wonder that when the White Army, the Chen Army, and the Ying Army came back, there were a few fewer people in each team, and some people had colors on them.

Wealth and danger are sought, fight!

Han Feng bit his lip and listened intently to Huang Jidu's words.

After everyone lined up, it just formed a fan, blocking the flat side of the hill.

A thousand people formed a small circle inside, and the 10,000 soldiers of Pingsha City were in charge of guarding, forming a large circle, outside.

Huang Jidu sneered, looked at the thousand ignorant young people, and said, "Today it is said that it is an actual combat drill, hum, it can be regarded as lifting you." Did you see these twenty people?"

He pointed back, and although the twenty people of the Rong tribe couldn't understand what he said, they all trembled when they saw him pointing it.

Huang Jidu continued: "These people are all from the Rong tribe. They robbed us of what we were doing. Hmph, the more they have, the more they want to come and rob us of our food, kill our people, and occupy our place! Do you say, should these people be killed?"

"Kill!" roared a thousand people.

Han Feng couldn't help but shout, but as soon as the word "kill" was shouted, he saw a little girl among those people raise her head suddenly.

The girl's eyes were pure and immaculate, and they were the same as those of the shepherdess of Fang Cai's generation.

His heart suddenly moved, and he thought of the word "people's heart" in the book he read before. Kill these people...... Is it popular with the people?

This thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but curse himself for being confused. The Rong clan and the generation are not the same enemy, regardless of men, women and children, the more they kill, the more they will win the hearts of the people of the country.

Huang Jidu said again: "There are twenty Rongqi people here, and you are a thousand, even if you don't give you weapons, it will be easy to kill them." Remember, in the future, when you go to the battlefield, it will be much more difficult to kill than now! Now, I will give each of them a knife, and if you are killed or wounded by them, you will consider yourself unlucky, and if you can kill them, then ...... Hum...... Whoever can give me the head, this person will have a chance to go out of the city once in a month!"

"Once a month, you have a chance to go out of town!"

The thousand young men only felt that they had misheard, and they boiled over, and their eyes suddenly became full of heat when they looked at the twenty Rong people.

Han Feng also felt that his heartbeat had accelerated a lot for a while, but he calmed down in an instant: the other party only had twenty people, while the people from Lidu were one thousand, and the probability of fifty was one in one, instead of thinking about how to kill people, it was better to think about how to rob people first.

At this time, Huang Jidu had already turned around and began to mumble to those Rong people.

He said Rong dialect, and everyone didn't understand it, but after he finished speaking, those people made a noise in their mouths and looked at the prisoners with fierce eyes.

After speaking, Huang Jidu ordered his soldiers to untie the ropes of these people, and each of them issued a short knife, and then led the soldiers to retreat aside, shouting: "Begin!"

A thousand men swooped down like a tiger out of a cage like a flood against the twenty Rongmen.

The twenty men panicked, but within a moment, the five men were already holding their swords to the front.

By this time, more than a dozen prisoner soldiers had already arrived at their side. The Rong people whined and shouted a few times, and the short knife in his hand either cut or stabbed, and a few knife winds slashed, and immediately forced the prisoner soldiers out of the circle.

"As long as you kill them, you can get out of the city once a month......" However, every prisoner soldier had a promise in his heart, and seeing the knife in the opponent's hand dancing faster and faster, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

One of the prisoners roared wildly, grabbed the body of his companion beside him, blocked it, used it as a shield, and rushed forward.

"Ahh

The soldier who had been used as a shield was slashed into the body by three short knives, only one of which was in the vital point, the other in the lower abdomen, and one in the arm. He couldn't die for a while, he only waved and kicked in the hands of the big man, and cried out in pain.

And with his block, the big man also grabbed a knife, cut off the right palm of a Rong man at once, and cut off his head with another knife.

"Haha! I killed someone! I ......"

But before the big man could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a cold in his lower abdomen, looked down, and saw a child of the Rong tribe lying on the ground, holding a short knife in both hands, and stabbed him in the stomach.

The little boy was small, but fierce, and he plunged a knife into his stomach, gritted his teeth, and slashed the knife down with all his strength.

The big man screamed miserably, his belly was cut open, his intestines were mixed with blood and flowed all over the ground, and he was not alive when he saw it.

The head of the Rong man who was cut off by the big man rolled out with a "grunt", was picked up by a young man standing behind, and rushed to Huang Jidu.

"Commander!

Huang Jidu, who has always been frosty, rarely showed a few smiles at this time. He nodded, and this change in expression naturally fell into the eyes of the others.

Before the man could hand over the man's head, his neck tightened, and he was already strangled by a person behind him. The man snatched the head from him and handed it to Huang Jidu.

Huang Jidu took the head unhurriedly and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Master handsome, little Luo Xing!" the man replied in a loud voice.

Huang Jidu said aloud: "Okay." According to the general's order, from next month, he will be able to leave the city once a month!"

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