Looking at the beard that had already run out of the horse more than ten meters away, Dongzhang picked up a few stones casually and galloped away with the war horse.

The long sword was returned to the sheath, and the galloping Dongzhang mentally meditated on the distance between the two sides, ten, nine, eight, seven...

There was a loud bang, and the galloping war horse was hit through the horse's leg by a stone filled with internal force by Dongzhang, neighing!!

The galloping war horse turned over and fell to the ground with a sad roar, and threw the beard on his back away, fell seven or eight meters away, and the bearded beard that fell to the ground got up with embarrassment, and didn't dare to look back and look back, gritting his teeth and stumbling on the road.

And Dongzhang followed closely behind the beard without saying a word, and after running a distance, the beard turned around and saw that Dongzhang was always hanging tightly behind him, and couldn't help but shout for help on the empty road in despair: "Help!" Killed! Help me! Help me!! ”

Hehe, this will know to call for help, and there don't seem to be many people who can face it calmly in the face of death.

Finally, the beard ran into a jungle, and Dongzhang naturally couldn't let him escape from his sight, so he hung tightly behind him unhurriedly, so that the beard who was running away for his life fully experienced the taste of despair.

Finally, Dongzhang, who had had enough of playing, took out the long sword on his waist, and shot out with the sheathed long sword and knocked out the beard holding the scimitar, and the sheathed long sword was firmly nailed in front of the beard, and also knocked the beard to the ground and fell to the ground.

Dongzhang slowly walked in front of the beard, pulled out the long sword on the ground, stepped on the chest of the beard, held the tip of the sword against his forehead, and said softly: "Is it your hand that pickles fish?" ”

The eyes looked at the long sword that had pierced the skin on his forehead in horror, and said with a panicked face: "Shaoxia spare his life, Shaoxia spare his life, this is really not my hand, I don't know that they are your relatives, maybe it is the hand of the ** below, I know that the two old ones are your relatives, and I don't dare to be presumptuous if I borrow ten small dares, misunderstanding, it is completely a misunderstanding, do you think this is done, I will personally apologize to the two elders, ten times, no, a hundred times to compensate them, okay, okay, don't be impulsive, young man." ”

"In this way, you surround my life, and I can not blame you for killing my subordinates in the team, everyone goes their own way, how about it??"

"Hehehehehehehe, hahahahaha..."

Looking at Dongzhang who suddenly chuckled, the beard sitting on the ground was unknown, so he also laughed: "Hahahahaha, yes, multiple friends are better than multiple enemies, do you say yes, I will immediately give them a hundred times the compensation package over there, what a big deal, there is no need for everyone to face each other as soon as they meet, you say yes." ”

"Yes, what a big deal, if you answer honestly, I'll let you go."

"Okay, good, the little one must know everything, young man, excuse me."

Looking at the beard that nodded like pounded garlic, Dongzhang looked down at him coldly and asked softly, "Did you hit the old man's injury?" ”

"No, no, absolutely not..."

Before he finished denying it, the sword on his forehead had already pierced into the straight bone for two points, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly changed his words: "Yes, yes.." A kick, just a kick..."

looked cautiously at Dongzhang, who was expressionless, and replied in a low voice with no confidence.

"Which kick?"

"Uh, this, right.."

The inquiry was wrong, and as soon as he wanted to change his words, a cone pain instantly went straight to his brain.

"Ah!!h

"Is this the one?"

A foot smashed the knee of the right leg of the beard, and Dongzhang asked softly.

"No, no, no..."

"Ah!!h

As soon as he answered, another scream rang out, but it was Dongzhang who stepped on the knee of the other leg again.

"That's it."

"You bastard!!"

The beard turned his head, went around the long sword in front of his forehead, straightened his waist, and swung his fist at Dongzhang, snapping !! But then a loud slap sounded, and the huge force instantly took away several of his front teeth from his beard.

"It's pretty lively."

Dongzhang's long sword went straight into the ground, looked at the beard that had been swollen on half of his face, leaned over with his hands against his feet, and whispered, "That's how you guys fought in the first place." ”

Then he opened the bow left and right with both hands and slapped his beard so that his whole face was completely dehumanized: "What's the matter, it feels wonderful to bully people, you want to apologize to someone, but that person has to live..."

At this time, I can't see that Dongzhang didn't plan to let go of himself from the beginning, and the beard has lived in vain for half of his life, his eyes are already swollen, so he can only look at Dongzhang through the slit of his eyes, spit out two mouthfuls of bloody spit, and said with a smile: "The king should have killed all of you Song untouchables, not a single one, and every day I watched you Central Plains untouchables living in the land where we fought so hard, and I was so irritable that I panicked!! Anyway, Lao Tzu's cheap life under the knife has already killed Ben, come on, kill me!! ”

Dongzhang looked at the scolding veteran with an expressionless face, pierced his mouth with only one sword, stopped him from scolding angrily, and then looked at the dead beard and threw the sword into the sheath, turned around and walked out of the jungle, and the fluttering voice came behind him:

"Then do you know that many years ago, the land under your feet belonged to the Song people."

Niujia Village, when Dongzhang rushed to Uncle Ma's house covered in blood.

I saw that Aunt Zhang and Uncle Ma were already lying quietly on the couch, and Aunt Zhang was sticking a short knife in her abdomen, and both of them went peacefully.

Seeing that Dongzhang didn't say anything, he unconsciously tightened the money in his hand with the money from the looting of the Mongolian soldiers, turned around and walked out of the house expressionlessly, looked up at the blue sky, and sighed deeply.

Sitting on the couch where I chatted with Aunt Zhang last night, I stared blankly at the silence in the sky.

"Yes, life is like this, there are people who are good at talking, there must be people who are good at listening..."

Even if Uncle Ma goes, you will definitely go down to accompany him to nag, really, envy Uncle Ma...

That night, Dongzhang buried Uncle Ma and Aunt Zhang in the woods not far from the village, thought about it carefully, and finally put some scattered silver taels from the Mongolian soldiers outside the door of the victims in the village, but the huge silver tickets did not dare to scatter at will, although the place where Dongzhang killed the Mongolian soldiers was already quite far away from Niujia Village, and the wounds of those Mongolian soldiers could be thought of by anyone who looked at it and was not an ordinary person's action, it should be said that Niujia Village should not be blamed, but Dongzhang can't bet, and he doesn't dare to bet, Dongzhang can pat his ass and leave, but the people in Niujia Village can't go, if the news spreads, maybe the village will usher in a catastrophe.

Finally, after taking a look at the village that had been left for a while, Dongzhang resolutely left alone.