·····

"Your boss is dead, and this is his corpse.

If so, there are still people who want to continue fighting. So...

His fate was the same as his. ”

After Honglie was dyed and helped into the house to recuperate, the corpse of his sincere snake and tiger was hung at the gate of the village with a miserable 'human bi' appearance.

“··· Who is this?"

"I don't know, she said that our king was killed?

Is it true? I haven't seen either of them since just now. ”

"Wouldn't it? The two kings, their martial arts are so strong, how can they lose?"

In Hongjia Village, which is full of messes, a group of small minions looked at Piao Ran who was standing at the entrance of the village, and each of them said one after another.

It didn't take long for Piao Ran to know that a headless corpse alone was not enough. He once again hung one of the heads of the Cheng Snake Fish with a rope and hung it on the door frame of the village gate.

A 'human being', and a human head. In this long dark night, it looks particularly weird.

···“ Ah, that's the head of the second master, he was actually killed!"

"If that head is the second master...

So the corpse next to it, is it possible... Is it a big boss?"

“··· Brothers, run away, I saw a strange green light cut over before, and the two monkeys were chopped to death!

It must be her, it must be this woman, what strange 'spell' killed the two masters, leave those villagers alone, run!!"

In a corner of his Hongjia Village, a dark-looking man cried while holding a corpse that had been cut in half.

The 'two monkeys' were just before, and they were killed by a knife light in their hands, and people like this are today... Tonight, in Hongjia Village... There are many...

··· For a time, the tree fell and scattered. In Fang Cai, who still seemed to have the upper hand, those snake cottage bandits, there were many people, who put down the weapons in their hands and quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

But it's a pity that among the crowd, there are also many angry villagers.

In fact, on this night, although there were many casualties in the snake cottage, Hongjia Village... But it's even more miserable...

Zhao Daxi is an ordinary villager in Hongjia Village. When he saw his son being hacked to death with a knife. When his younger brother was smashed open with a mace...

Even one of his hands was cut off alive...

For a moment, his anger was born in his heart, so he swung a kitchen knife and hacked the thief who was originally kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy to three or two times.

All of a sudden, countless thick blood poured out of its corpse, although it was dug out along with its trachea, and although it was a bandit under him, it had already turned into a corpse.

But he was still angry, and he kept stabbing the corpse with a kitchen knife to relieve his anger.

Blood debt... Since, it has been planted. Then pay it with blood...

There are quite a few angry villagers like this. Although many of the bandits in its snake cottage are willing to surrender, but...

They were not formally trained soldiers in the army, they had neither the courage to fight, nor the methods...

And even more not... After the enemy surrendered, the idea of accepting him as a prisoner...

···“ What's the use of surrendering?

Brothers, you might as well fight with their group of wild species!

Pull them down on their backs, kill one, it will be counted as a loss! Kill two, it will be counted as a return to the capital! Kill three, and it will be regarded as blood to earn !!."

When he saw his companion die tragically after surrendering, another bandit stood up and roared like this.

They are all people of flesh and blood, and they are used to being domineering on weekdays, and at this moment, if someone stands up to resist, then it is normal.

Piao Ran Yu frowned, and then he swung out a knife light, splitting the man in half, and for a while, the blood and water flowed all over the ground along with the internal organs...

··· For a while, many thieves fell silent again, and when they saw the group of angry villagers, waving their swords and walking towards them, another person jumped out and encouraged everyone and said:

"Don't be afraid brothers, anyway, horizontal and vertical are the same death! The ancients said that people are inherently dead, or they die in the mountains, or they die from..."

···“ I'll you, I want to live!"

Just the next one, a bit of a bloody bandit, before he could say half of his words, another bandit minion, with a mace, smashed the person with a hammer into a 'rotten watermelon'.

"We accept surrender on the condition that... Can you guarantee that we will survive?"

The man said with a mace in both hands, raised above his head.

And on the tip of its mace, the smear of blood, and the trace of brain pulp that kept dripping. Against the backdrop of the moonlight, it looks so eye-catching...

···“ Yes. ”

After half a ring, from a large courtyard, Honglie's weak voice came.

"Why did you come out again, didn't you tell you to take a good rest?"

Piao Ran frowned, Honglie just used the medicinal wine to disinfect it slightly, and then walked out, and the red, swollen and purulent parts of his body looked a little scary.

"It's okay, this little injury, it doesn't matter. ”

Honglieyu replied softly, and then looked at Hongjia Village, which was full of messes, and for a while, his heart was full of mixed feelings.

He's thinking... If you don't provoke the snake cottage, will you... It won't be this outcome.

After a moment, he sighed silently alone, then raised his head and continued:

"Hongjia Village, because of today's battle with your snake cottage, many people died in battle.

Many of your weapons are on fire, so that many houses are burned down, and livestock... There are also a lot of them, all of whom were burned alive.

Therefore, the current Hongjia Village needs to be rebuilt.

And you...

If you can give up your identity as a 'human', you are willing to cut off your hands, arms, and one ankle.

'Be a cow and a horse' to be a slave for Hongjia Village, then I can spare your life."

And if not..."

The words fell, and between his eyes, he exuded a burst of coldness, for this kind of thing, he still wouldn't be stupid enough to leave trouble.

··· As a result, it was roughly the same as Qi Honglie thought, and most of the bandits chose to resist and die.

And there are more than 100 people, or even close to 200 people, and there are only 30 of the bandits who are still alive, so they chose to cut off their hands and feet. For its Hongjia Village, go to 'be a cow and a horse'.

And as for the families of the bandits who are still alive...

After a few of them forced a confession, they were found the next day by the 'village soldiers' organized by the villagers, and the result was also very direct...

From the seventy-year-old woman to the infant child, they were all used as 'foot sheep' to solve the famine...

In Hongjia Village, the number of men, women, and children combined, was only 200 people, but in this battle, more than half of them were killed...

And Honglie's father, Hongda Dog, although he hid in the Hong's compound and did not go to meet the enemy, was also rushed in by a thief Yu and cut off a hand.

If it weren't, at that time, there happened to be other people who didn't want to fight, and hid in the Hong's compound... So estimated... It's not just a matter of one hand.

··· Yu Cuiri was clear, Honglie wrapped a lifetime of plaster, looking at the crops in the early morning.

A few strong men who were still 'majestic' yesterday were cut off by someone, and only one leg was left. Like an ox, it was viciously beaten by a villager, and kept whipping it, as a beast, and used it to plow the land.

Honglie's mood was quite complicated, looking at the man who was kneeling on the ground, in the corner of his eyes, it seemed to have tears...

But it is not worth his sympathy.

“··· What are you thinking?"

Right here, Piaorou appeared like an elf like a ghost, Yu hugged the ant ink and said softly.

··· Honglie Yu was silent for a while, and then spit out all the words in his heart:

"I was thinking, if I hadn't killed the wolf... Will it be, the snake cottage will run out of money, and it will not come to attack.

And at that time, not only those dead folks...

Even these bandits can rocket and have a good year.

I'm still wondering if if my father wouldn't have had his palm cut off if I hadn't killed the wolf.

And Uncle Big Chicken... He is not, will not die tragically on the street...

I'm still thinking..."

···“ Why do you want to do so much?

Does it make sense?" Piao Ran Yu frowned, first interrupting his words, and then slapping him in the face.

Honglie was silent, not to say much, but to choose, to listen silently, and to the words that fluttered.

“··· Listen, Macro boy, I don't care if those people are dead or alive.

I don't want to care, and I don't want to know.

I don't want to follow me after listening to you, complaining about this and that every day.

That night, there was a lot of blood, enough to make me sick...

But..."

When he said this, Piao Ran was Yu Qiao's face flushed, and after a little hesitation, he still chose to continue:

"But...

You're the only one... I don't allow you to give me negativity...

I'm not allowed...

Hawkers, no matter, you can do it yourself!

I don't bother to care about you!

I went to breakfast. ”

After saying a lot of words, he blushed and walked away with a snort.

Left, Honglie he was alone. Standing blankly on the slope of the mountain, looking at the shadow, gradually moving away, until it disappeared...

He clasped the back of his head a few times, then smiled bitterly, and didn't care about those tedious things, and went to breakfast together......