Before Wang Lun finished speaking, he heard a sudden chaos outside the room. The thunderous sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance, followed by shouts of death, screams, and the sound of swords clashing. It seemed that countless enemies were breaking in. Inside the village, people were burning, killing and looting.
Before Wang Lun could figure out what was going on, the door was pushed open violently. A middle-aged woman stood at the door holding two knives. This woman was very beautiful, but her face was full of anxiety at this time. With a look on his face, he said to Wang Lun: "Lun'er, get up quickly. An enemy is coming to the village."
"This is our mother, Yao Xiuqing." The dead ghost Wang Lun introduced.
"Our mother is really beautiful!" Wang Lun looked at Wang Lun's dead mother in front of him, and for some reason he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart.
Seeing Wang Lun still sitting on the bed, Yao Xiuqing urged: "Lun'er, come with me quickly. Zhuangzi has been surrounded. We have to rush out."
"Stop talking nonsense, follow her quickly, and remember to bring the Thunder Blade." Wang Lun, the dead ghost, urged.
"What is the Thunder Blade? Where is it?" Wang Lun asked strangely.
"Idiot, isn't it in your arms?" Wang Lun, the dead ghost, reminded impatiently.
Wang Lun looked down and saw that he had a knife in his arms. This knife was more than one meter long. Even the sheath and handle were all black. It felt very heavy in his arms.
Wang Lun held the handle of the knife with some curiosity, pressed the spring, pulled it gently, and pulled out a section of the blade from the sheath. As the blade came out of the sheath, the knife made a thunderous sound, and Wang Lun felt a sudden flash in front of his eyes. It was bright, and a cold air hit my face. Then I looked at the two words "Ben Lei" engraved on the sword.
"Hurry up and follow mother." Seeing that Wang Lun was still looking at the knife, the dead ghost Wang Lun urged him again.
Wang Lun couldn't care about anything else at this time, so he got up and ran out. Yao Xiuqing hurriedly walked in front, and Wang Lun followed behind. When he left the door, he saw fire in the distance, the sound of gongs, shouts of death and screams. The sounds kept coming and going, and people were running around in the courtyard. Many people were rushing out of their houses with messy clothes and staggering steps.
Wang Lun followed Yao Xiuqing to another courtyard and saw hundreds of people gathered in the courtyard. In front of them stood a very tall and burly middle-aged man.
"This is our father, Wang Kuoda, the owner of Dawangzhuang." The dead ghost Wang Lun's voice was full of reverence.
Wang Kuoda stood on the ground with a big gun in his hand and was talking to hundreds of people in the courtyard. Suddenly a villager rushed into the courtyard and shouted: "They are from the Liao Kingdom. The Liao people have already rushed into the village!"
"How many people are there?" Wang Kuoda asked.
"There are too many to count, I'm afraid there are thousands of them!" The villager replied: "There are many cavalry, very well-equipped, and there are also heavy siege equipment such as siege vehicles and siege crossbows. Shi is even more well-organized and well-organized, and his combat effectiveness is extremely powerful."
Wang Kuoda nodded and said solemnly: "It seems that those who invaded Dawangzhuang today are not ordinary Liao bandits, but regular Liao troops."
"How is this possible?" said a man in the courtyard who was shirtless and also holding a big gun in his hand: "We have no enmity with them. These Liao people are crazy. Why did they come to destroy the village and kill people?"
"This is Third Uncle Wang Qing. The men around him are all my father's apprentices, Peng Ying, Tian Hu, and Liang Xing. The one who is only eight or nine years old is called Zhao Yun, and he is my father's youngest disciple." The Dead Ghost King Lun hasn't forgotten to introduce the characters.
At this time, Wang Kuoda sighed and said: "This year, the Liao Kingdom has suffered a once-in-a-century drought. Countless people and animals have starved to death. The King of the South Branch of the Liao Kingdom has written to the Song Dynasty court many times, hoping that the Song Dynasty can respect the country of brothers." The Emperor of the Song Dynasty immediately agreed and collected three million loads of grain to transport to Daliao.
The emperor of the Song Dynasty and the court gained a lot of face by helping friendly countries to provide disaster relief, but the real situation was not like this at all. In fact, the money for disaster relief grains was withheld by the corrupt officials on the way to the Liao Kingdom. Exploitation was everywhere, and by the time the food arrived in Daliao, not even one out of ten was left.
The King of Nanyuan of the Liao Kingdom was furious when he learned the true situation and wrote a letter to the Song court to protest, but it was like a stone's throw and there was no reply at all. The King of the Nanyuan was helpless and could only hope to buy grain from merchants of the Song Dynasty through mutual trade.
However, these businessmen are greedy for profit and have no morals. Not only do they refuse to save people, but they take the opportunity to drive up prices. The prices of various types of food suddenly increased more than ten times. Although I have tried to persuade them, these businessmen have been dazzled by the immediate benefits. , no one is willing to listen at all.
As a result, the people of the Liao Kingdom spent a lot of money but could only buy very little food, and it was only a drop in the bucket to transport it back. People in the Liao Kingdom died of hunger every day. This time, the Liao Kingdom must not be able to bear the disaster, and it was also to take revenge on the Song Dynasty. The merchants were so immoral and cold-blooded that they tacitly allowed these Liao people to rob and rob grain in our Song Dynasty. "
As soon as Wang Kuoda finished speaking, everyone in the Wang family in the courtyard was already excited and talking. They all cursed the Liao people for being too shameless. They didn't know how to save themselves when their own country suffered a disaster, but they went to neighboring countries to rob. This was simply an act of banditry.
"The matter has come to this, it's useless to say more." Wang Qing stepped forward and pushed away everyone, saying: "Brother, what should we do now?".
"This time the Liao people went south to plunder and plunder. In order to cover up others' eyes and ears, they will definitely leave no one alive. We can only survive by fighting to the death and finding opportunities to break out." Wang Kuoda glanced at the people in front of him and said in a deep voice: " Peng Ying and Tian Hu, you and your brothers gather together the tribesmen, villagers, and guardians, and work with me to kill the Liao people and protect our village!
If I am lucky enough to survive today, I, Wang Kuoda, will definitely rebuild Dawangzhuang in the future. At that time, I will have a wine and banquet to reunite with my brothers. If I am unlucky today, we will be brothers again under the Nine Springs! "
After Wang Kuoda said this, he waved his hand and shouted: "Kill out!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Peng Ying, Tian Hu and others shouted in unison, and then led a group of brothers to rush out with weapons in hand.
"Third brother." After Peng Ying, Tian Hu and others left the yard, Wang Kuoda said to Wang Qing: "Now you and your sister-in-law immediately lead people to protect the family members and children, and break out from the garden path behind the village."
Wang Qing nodded calmly, while Wang Kuoda turned around and looked at his married wife Yao Xiuqing. He opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't.
Yao Xiuqing seemed much calmer than her husband at this time. She held Wang Kuoda's hand, looked up into her husband's eyes, and said softly: "Brother, I'm going to protect the children. You have to take care of yourself. If you and I can be together today, If you are lucky enough to live, go to my parents’ place to get together. Don’t forget that our precious son is still there.”
Wang Kuoda nodded, stretched out his hands to take his wife into his arms, and said softly: "Stay alive!"
"Lun'er." Wang Kuoda waved to Wang Lun. Wang Lun's heart moved, but he walked involuntarily to Wang Kuoda's side.
"You are my eldest son." Wang Kuoda looked directly into Wang Lun's eyes and said calmly: "You must protect your mother and younger brothers and sisters."
Wang Lun's mind was in chaos. He just traveled through time and happened to enter the memory of this fourteen-year-old boy. Everything that happened in front of him had nothing to do with him, but why did he feel strong anxiety, anger and reluctance in his heart? As for the love, this feeling is really strange.
Wang Lun looked up at Wang Kuoda, and the intuition in his heart told him that he should say something at this time, but before Wang Lun could speak, Wang Kuoda nodded to Wang Lun, then took a deep breath and waved the formation-breaking Overlord Spear. Rushed outside the courtyard.
Yao Xiuqing greeted Wang Qing and Wang Lun, and then ran to the backyard with more than a hundred people left in the courtyard.
Wang Lun followed behind, but his mood was particularly heavy and he was very puzzled. He muttered to himself: "Isn't Dawangzhuang a martial arts family? How could it be so hard to resist and be attacked so easily?"
"Hey!" Wang Lun, the dead ghost, sighed suddenly and answered: "Although the Wang family is a martial arts family, and there are thousands of people in Dawang Village, most of the people in the village are ordinary people who don't know martial arts. The only one who has real fighting ability is Wang. There are only a thousand people in the family, disciples, villagers and villagers guarding the courtyard.
In addition, there has been no war between Song and Liao for many years, and the Wang family is a martial arts family. How can ordinary gangsters dare to provoke Dawangzhuang? Therefore, Dawangzhuang has been in peace for a long time, and the defense has long been tight on the outside and loose on the inside.
In addition, during today's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, everyone in the Wang family was very drunk. Not many people can get up now. Even those who can get up have weak hands and feet, and their combat effectiveness is greatly reduced. How can they resist the wolf-like tiger-like Liao army. "
"You're still here. I thought you disappeared." Wang Lun teased Wang Lun, the dead ghost. It seemed that only in this way could he find himself and distinguish himself from the dead ghost Wang Lun. Wang Lun felt that he would inherit the dead ghost Wang Lun. There is still some resistance to his identity and his past.
"Stop resisting." The dead ghost Wang Lun had obviously seen through Wang Lun's thoughts a long time ago, so he said seriously: "Some things have to be done after all, and you can't push them away. I will eventually disappear, and you have to do it." What I want is to inherit my body, integrate our memories, and complete my unfinished life and career. This is the mission of the two of us. Of course, you can also use all this to realize your ideals and ambitions."
The dead ghost Wang Lun was still grumbling, but Yao Xiuqing had already led everyone to a room where several servants were looking after three children.
"The four or five-year-old fat boy is the fourth brother Wang Ying, the two-year-old girl is the fifth sister Xiao Wu, and the infant is the sixth brother Wang Ding." Wang Lun, the dead ghost, introduced.
At this time, several children were frightened and cried loudly. Yao Xiuqing had no time to comfort the crying children, so she directly leaned over and picked up Wang Ding. With the help of the maid, she tied Wang Ding behind his back with a rope.
Wang Qing also took Xiao Wu and carried it behind him, tied it with a rope, and asked Wang Lun and several other bankers to protect Wang Ying.
"Sister-in-law, let's go from the back garden." After Wang Qing said this, he swung his big gun and opened the way first. A group of people followed closely and rushed into the back garden.
As soon as everyone entered the back garden and walked a few steps, they met hundreds of Liao soldiers. This group of Liao soldiers should have come in from behind the village. At this time, these Liao soldiers were searching in the garden. Suddenly they saw someone entering the garden, and they immediately A hail of arrows hit them head-on, and the dozen or so Dawangzhuang people who were running at the front were shot to the ground in an instant.
