Chapter 163: Battle

After tossing for half a night, Battle slept soundly with the woman in his arms in his arms. She was the only one alive in the village, and because she was still a little good-looking, she was left behind by Battle to serve her, and she thought that when the mission was completed, she would take the woman back to the grassland to be her concubine. The soft body in his arms made Battle have a sweet dream, but suddenly a cold wind hit his face, and Battle immediately woke up, and his first reaction was to grab the scimitar on the edge of the pit, but he missed it.

In the dim darkness, Battle opened his eyes in horror, and immediately saw a sturdy figure standing in front of him, a pair of cold eyes staring at him. "Who?!" Bartel asked, turning over and sitting up, subconsciously asking.

Battle's movements woke up the woman beside her, and a scream rang out, and the woman immediately rolled over and hid against the wall, while trembling and clinging to the quilt to cover her body, revealing only her snow-white arms.

"The one who killed you. Mitu's tone was full of murderous aura, ignoring the woman and not stopping Battle from getting up.

Battle scolded his subordinates for being useless stupid pigs in his heart, but how did he know that those stupid pigs had already reported to the Immortal Heaven at this time. Battle stared at Mitu with his eyes fixed on him, and suddenly he sprang up like a hungry wolf and pounced on Mitu. He grabbed Mitu's collar with his right hand, slammed the tip of his elbow into Mitu's chest, and stumbled with his right foot to throw Mitu out, a standard Mongolian wrestling move.

As a first-class warrior in Mongolia, Battle is not weak, and at this time he is in a critical situation, and he is even more vigorous and fast, which is not unpleasant, but it is a pity that he is facing Mitu, and he is an opponent of Mitu in this way.

Mitu's right hand was raised, and with a flick of the tip of Battle's elbow, Battle immediately lost his center of gravity and flipped over, leaving his back to Mitu. Without waiting for Battle to react again, the toe of Mitu's right foot bent out of his leg slightly, and Battle immediately snorted in pain, kneeling in front of the kang with a "plop", and his poor chin made a close contact with the kang on the spot, and the painful Battle almost lost his breath.

At this time, the woman still understood what was happening in front of her, and even the insult and blood feud that had come were like a fire that instantly filled her chest, and she didn't care about any shame, she immediately let out a heart-rending howl, and pounced on Battle, and her hands tore towards Battle like the wind, leaving countless scars on Battle's body in the blink of an eye. But the woman was not relieved, and finally opened her mouth and bit Battle's ear, and Battle, who was suddenly in pain, let out a scream like a wolf's howl.

Battle was furious, grabbing the woman's hair with his right hand and slamming his left hand at the woman's chest. He is a military general, and his arms can have the strength of a thousand catties, if he hits a woman, where can a woman still have a reason to live.

Mitu immediately swept his right leg and kicked Battle away, but the woman did not let go, blood splattered, and Battle lost half an ear on the spot. In the midst of the howl, Battle broke several ribs and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still stared at Mitu with a pair of dead fish eyes.

The woman vented, seemed to be a little sober, and immediately sat on the edge of the kang and cried bitterly. Mitu was deeply sympathetic to the woman's plight, and quickly grabbed the quilt and put it on the woman, and said at the same time: "Sister-in-law, I have avenged you, and the Mongolians who entered the village did not leave a single living mouth." ”

The woman stopped crying, glanced at Mitu with teary eyes, and knelt on the kang and kowtowed to Mitu again and again.

Mitu hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the woman, his tone was cold but firm, and said, "I will kill more Mongols and let them pay for their blood debts." Mitu walked up to Battle, stared at him coldly, his tone was still cold and ruthless, and said: "Answer me honestly, I will consider giving you a good time about the deployment of troops and the ultimate goal of your invasion this time." ”

Battle finally saw who the person in front of him was, and the defeat of Temududu in the battle of the wasteland left a deep memory on the Mongols. Battle had already realized that he was going to die today, he suddenly laughed wildly, and glared at Mitu with no weakness in his eyes and shouted: "Despicable Han, you will only use shameless sneak attacks, if you have any means, if I snort today, I am not worthy of being a warrior of the grassland." ”

Mi Tu is not a cold-blooded and ruthless executioner, and what he just said is just a threat to Battle, and now seeing that Battle sees death as home, he does not secretly admire his courage. He won't torture Battle, but he will never let Battle, whose hands are stained with the blood of his compatriots, live, he flicked his leg and kicked Battle's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and a sound of a skull shattering sounded, and Battle immediately stopped making a sound.

The rising sun casts a golden coat over the snow.

Outside Shanhaiguan, Shi Hu said goodbye to Shi Hu and embarked on the journey north again, and the reason why he returned here was mainly to settle his sister-in-law. This hard-working woman, even her three-year-old son died tragically under the knife of the Mongols, and now she is really alone, how can Mitu bear to leave her alone, but she can't take her north, so every day she thinks of her only acquaintance in Shanhaiguan Shi Hu, Mitu can only leave her here.

Shi Hu has just been promoted to one hundred households, and it is when he is complacent, and he is even more grateful to Mitu, coupled with the mysterious relationship between Mitu and Zhu Di, so he naturally does not dare to neglect Mitu's orders, and pats his chest on the spot to promise Mitu that he will take good care of his sister-in-law and no longer let her suffer a little grievance.

Mi Tu let go of the last bit of concern and immediately hit the horse north, through the situation that more than 100 people in Battle dared to go deep into the Shanhai Pass, Mi Tu can be sure that the Mongols outside the pass must be unscrupulous now, and can also imagine what kind of purgatory scene will be in the place outside the pass today; he can also be sure that at this time, those brothers who lived and died in the past are fighting the enemy at the end of their lives: at the same time, the beautiful shadow keeps flashing in front of him, I don't know what choice she will make in the face of such a cruel scene, he knows very well what kind of pain she, that pure heart will face。 Mi Tu is anxious and urges his horse to fly, he must fight with his brothers against a strong enemy, and he must see her as soon as possible and accompany her through this painful road full of thorns.

As soon as you pass through Jinzhou, you will encounter groups of refugees fleeing from time to time, and the more you go north, the more refugees there are, in this icy and snowy land, the mountains are like ice caves, and people who freeze to death on the roadside can be seen everywhere. Looking at the face that was already painful and somewhat numb, the blood all over his body burned into a sky-high pride, whether it was for personal feelings or for righteousness, he had to do it without hesitation. At this time, a pure heart is like the morning sun in this winter, burning, gorgeous, and radiating endless light.

The journey hit the horse like flying, the silver mountain flew back, and the whistling wind aroused his endless heroic spirit. (To be continued.) )