In fact, Feng Mu was still calm, and he just wanted to teach these robbers a lesson, but Li Ermao was burdened with the revenge of killing his father, and he was already reckless, so he grabbed the Mongolian soldier with Feng Mu, and without saying a word, he picked up the firewood knife and slashed at the other party's neck.

Feng Mu was a little surprised by the little manniu Li Ermao's approach, but he didn't blame him, now that they are riding a tiger, even if they don't kill the Mongolian soldier, after the other party escapes, they will not let go of themselves.

The solution now is to dispose of the body properly and not to find it, otherwise the whole village will be implicated.

But he thought too simply, after a dozen Mongolian soldiers robbed things, they found that there was one person missing, so how could they be willing to give up?

At the signal of the leading Mongolian soldiers, the rest of the Mongolian soldiers rushed into the house again and searched everywhere, trying to find the lone Mongolian soldier, but they did not find half a figure for a long time.

The angry Mongol soldiers lit a fire and threw it on top of the thatched hut, and the weather was dry, and the fire grew in the wind, and instantly spread.

Many of the villagers were hiding in the cave, Feng Mu and Li Ermao heard the movement outside, no longer paid attention to the corpses in the cave, quietly climbed to the entrance of the cave, uncovered the stone slab above, and felt a wave of heat rushing towards their faces.

The two of them were in the midst of a sea of fire, surrounded by countless tongues of fire, and it had become a delusion to take the opportunity to escape, just when Feng Mu and Li Ermao were chattering with hatred, a burned pillar smashed head-on.

Feng Mu pushed Li Ermao away, and then quickly re-covered the stone slab above his head. Li Ermao was unstable, and his body rolled down the ladder, and happened to hit the body of the Mongolian soldier.

Li Ermao was so angry that he kicked at the corpse. Something fell out of the corpse's arms, Li Ermao was curious, picked it up and saw that it was a small gourd, he shook the gourd, there was the sound of water flowing, Li Ermao guessed that it was filled with wine.

"Raised by a son of a bitch, you can go to the underworld to drink this horse urine. ”

Li Ermao scolded and was about to break the gourd, but Feng Mu stopped him and asked, "What are you doing? ”

Listening to Feng Mu's words, Li Ermao didn't blame him for pushing himself down, scratched his head and threw the gourd to Feng Mu, Feng Mu pulled out the stopper, leaned over to his nose and sniffed it, and said, "This is not wine, but a potion for treating internal injuries." ”

"Hmph, I'm not rare, Mongolian Tartar stuff, I'd rather die than want it. ”

The resentment in Li Ermao's heart was incomprehensible, and he crossed his hands on his waist and shouted at Feng Mu. Feng Mu put the potion into the pocket of his waist, he knew that no matter how hard his mouth was, if he really suffered internal injuries, it was more important than his life.

The Mongol soldiers kept watching the huts burn, thinking that in such a fire, the villagers who were hiding would definitely escape, and when the time came, they would raise their knives and kill all the Han Chinese who dared to resist them.

Unfortunately, their hopes were disappointed, and in the fire, they did not see half of the villagers running out, and the villagers observed everything outside through the hollow, knowing that if they ran out to fight the fire, they would be tortured and killed by the Mongol soldiers, so they all endured the pain of the destruction of their homes, and waited until the fire burned down the entire village.

After the Mongol soldiers left, some of the villagers hugged their heads and wept, some were filled with righteous indignation, and the village chief sighed and said: "The matter has come to this, who told us to be defeated by the Mongol Tatars, and the army of the imperial court is too far away? ”

The villagers who had lost their homes formed a refugee team, led by the village chief, all the way south, begging for some leftovers when they met some large families. Feng Mu and Li Ermao, under the leadership of Blacksmith Liu, followed the team for half a day.

But after eating a leftover meal, Li Ermao suddenly stopped leaving, he shouted: "I'm not leaving, I'm going to fight with those Mongolian Tatars outside the Saiwai." ”

The villagers were already surprised by his words, and when did he not shout like this a few times? But this time, he seemed to be iron-hearted, and when the village chief asked everyone to continue on their journey, Li Ermao walked in the opposite direction.

This little bull is determined to be sent to death, if he is allowed to go, Li Wu will definitely die, and the village chief ordered someone to tie him up, and several men will take turns carrying him.

At night, Feng Mu quietly untied Li Ermao's rope, Li Ermao looked at him in surprise and said, "Why did you do this?"

"Shhhhhh ”

"They all said I was going to die, do you want me to die?"

", I'm going with you. ”

Listening to Feng Mu's words, Li Ermao's eyes instantly turned red, tears flowed down, and he choked up excitedly: "Righteous enough, from now on, you are my brother, and we will live and die together in the future." ”

Feng Mu made a booing motion, pulled Li Ermao, and secretly dodged the two men in charge of the vigil, and ran north.

Seeing the villagers endure hunger, wandering, and having no fixed residence, Feng Mu was angry in his heart, and the little tiger cub had just reached the full moon, if it continued like this, it would definitely die. He didn't want what he had suffered on the run to happen to that baby again, so he was going to steal some money from the nearest rich man's house.

He told Li Ermao about this idea, and Li Ermao was a little lost at first, why didn't he go to Mongolia to kill the enemy, but did something like stealing chickens and touching dogs? However, Feng Mu's explanation made him feel that it was very reasonable, at least to let the villagers live, so he felt that it was incumbent on him.

They walked not far, Liu Blacksmith chased after them, grabbed the two, the two struggled, Liu Blacksmith said: "You two little ghosts are fooling around, how can you do without adults watching, so go with you." ”

Feng Mu was surprised, because Blacksmith Liu often coughed, and he didn't want to hide in the dark and alarm others because of his cough.

But in fact, Blacksmith Liu helped a lot, after Feng Mu and Li Ermao successfully climbed into the hole in the wall, they stole things and came out, alarming the big yellow dog, it was Blacksmith Liu who stood in front of them, fought with the vicious dogs and slaves, and bought time for their escape.

Hiding the stolen gold and silver treasures in the dry grass, Li Ermao asked Feng Mu to take care of it, and he went back to pick up the blacksmith Liu, Feng Mu was afraid that he would not be able to cope with it, so he also followed. But when they arrived, Blacksmith Liu had already beaten two big dogs to death with a wooden stick, and seven or eight family members were also knocked to the ground by him.

A large piece of meat was bitten off his leg, and his body was injured to varying degrees, Feng Mu took out the gourd and asked Blacksmith Liu to take a sip, but unfortunately this is a medicine for internal injuries, and his external injuries seem to be more serious.

After the doctor bandaged him, Feng Mu handed over the burden to Blacksmith Liu and asked him to take it back to the villagers, while he himself and Li Ermao went north.

Looking at the disappearing backs of the two children, Blacksmith Liu sighed, he is now in such a field, it is difficult to stop them, I just hope that those two children are auspicious.

Recalling Feng Mu's resolute and sparkling eyes, Liu Blacksmith thought to himself that he might have fulfilled the old saying: the horse of the tiger and the leopard has the air of eating cattle before it is written, and the eagle of the bird has the heart of the four seas without full wings.