Dust was flying in the distance, and a dozen horses were dragging the Yi people all the way. The leading Yi people held a big sword in their hands and shouted in the Yi language, calling their companions behind.
The group of people running behind him were also riding horses. Behind each horse were dragging several corpses dressed as Jin people on the ground. They looked at the corpses that had been worn out by the ground, and some corpses were already exposed. Bones and some body parts were scattered all over the place. It was obvious that these people were not easy to get along with.
The village chief was instructing the villagers to throw down their belongings and run in different directions up the mountain. Judging from the menacing appearance of these gangsters, it was estimated that the village was in trouble.
As the barbarians got closer and closer, the village chief became more and more anxious. The village chief had also survived the threat of the barbarians massacring the village.
At that time, except for the village chief who survived after being knocked unconscious by his own mother and hiding in the cellar, there was no grass growing in the village and not even the newborn baby was left behind. These grandsons truly lived up to the four words "Do not leave chickens alone."
Therefore, the village chief knew very well what would happen to the villagers if the Yi people really started to attack!
Gritting his teeth, the village chief saw that most of the villagers had fled. With a sudden thought, he grabbed the token given to him by the third prince Orelhok and ran towards the entrance of the village, shouting as he ran: "Sir, we are Villagers of Ozhilhok.”
As soon as I ran to the entrance of the village, I heard another strange scream coming from the mountain, mixed with the roar of wild animals, and the sound got closer and closer.
Thinking of the recent rumors of savages, the village chief felt bitter, "My life is at risk!"
While the village chief was still stunned, the leader of the barbarians who came to invade the village had already run up to the village chief.
The village chief felt nervous and immediately shouted: "Sir, we are from Orelhok..."
Before he finished speaking, the leader laughed ferociously: "I killed that Sun Tzu's man!" After saying that, he raised his knife and struck the village chief with his head, then chopped it off.
The village chief was stunned: "It's over, it's getting cold now!" Not daring to look directly, the village chief closed his eyes.
Just hearing a roar of "Ah!", the village chief lay down straight on the ground, and the past began to unfold before his eyes.
My final thought is: I haven’t married yet! Mrs. Wang, see you in the next life!
The figure of Mrs. Wang was spinning around in front of her eyes. But except for the big bump on the back of his head when the village chief hit the ground, he didn't seem to feel any other pain!
Smash it, smash it, there is no smell of blood as expected, the barbarian's knife is so fast! He died without feeling anything.
But the curses of the barbarian leader came to my ears. Can even a dead person hear the sound?
Confused, he reached out his hand and touched his head. It was still round, not missing at all. He slowly tried to open his eyes, and the village chief saw a sight he would never forget.
A dirty-clothed savage stood in front of him, panting. Surrounded by 9 animals that seemed to be wolves, the savage was confronting the leader of the barbarians standing on the ground.
The village elder couldn't take his eyes off this group of creatures. The leader was as strong as a calf. If it weren't for its green eyes and gray fur, the old man would have thought it was a bear cub half the size of a bear. .
The smaller ones at the back are also limited in size. If they were of the caliber of a wolf-disastered city, even five county government soldiers might not be able to defend them.
It turned out that at the moment when the knife was cut down, Bai Yan rushed over and bit the horse's neck directly under the leader of the Yi people. The horse immediately fell to the ground. Without any precautions or worries, the leader of the barbarians fell off the horse. The big knife in his hand was not long-sighted, and he slashed his thigh, causing blood to flow from him.
The leader of the Yi people struggled to stand up. Seeing the group of wolves in front of him staring at him with greedy expressions, he felt chills in his heart. The horses under the seats of more than a dozen people behind him also began to become restless.
As expected of the horses carefully raised by the Yi people, they were indeed well-trained. Even if they were restless, they quickly calmed down and did not run away.
Seeing the pack of wolves, they just drooled and did not move, and among the pack stood a thin young man. The leader of the Yi people understood in his heart that these wolves must have been domesticated. He moved his heart a little, covered his thigh and tried to communicate with the other party.
"Hero, I am a general under the second prince Dai Qin. We have no ill intentions!" The leader of the Yi people shouted to Jin Qing while secretly signaling to his men to prepare for a sneak attack.
While talking, the Yi leader slowly moved towards his companions.
"Sir, don't believe him!" The old village chief became anxious and climbed up. Thinking that the barbarian in front of him believed what he said, he hurriedly reminded Jin Qing, which attracted angry looks from the barbarians.
At this time, Jin Qing did not pay attention to the tense situation in front of him, but was arguing with 707 in the sea of consciousness.
"The host is running too slowly. If he hadn't rolled his eyes just now, the old man would have received a lunch box and asked us to do a task. His soul is yellow, and I don't want it!" 707 complained to Jin Qing.
"Does the soul have color?" Jin Qing heard a new message from 707's words.
"Host, please focus on the key points!" 707 didn't understand why his host's attention was always in strange places.
"What does yellow soul mean?" Jin Qing continued to ask.
"The host's speed just now was too slow. Judging from the host's ability and your recovery level, the host's current running speed should be 55 kilometers per hour, but your speed just now was not even 30 kilometers per hour! "707 avoided the question that he didn't want to answer for the time being and continued to complain about Jin Qing.
"Thank you for the data!" Jin Qingpi replied with a smile.
On the other side, the Yi leader saw that Jin Qing had no reaction to the village chief's words. He thought that Jin Qing was moved by his words, so he continued to shout to Jin Qing.
"Hero, ask your wolves to take a step back so that we can exit the village." While speaking, he also motioned to his men to take out their sleeve arrows.
At this time, the village chief also became anxious. This savage seemed a bit unreliable! The village chief, who was about to step forward and pat Jin Qing's shoulder, suddenly noticed that Jin Qing had moved.
Jin Qing bent down, touched the horse's head on the ground, then hugged the horse's head and bumped it, as if he was evaluating the weight of the horse's head. However, he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the weight, so he dropped the horse's head and walked toward the whole person. A strong horse walked towards the outside of the Great Wall, and with both hands exerting force, he picked up the whole horse and threw it diagonally towards the leader of the barbarians.
Jin Qing: "..." There's no way, I don't even have any useful weapons around me!
The village elder felt very confused: What kind of monster is this?
All the barbarians: "..." Leader!
Wolves: Haha, tremble with us!
"Touch!" He shouted without even making a sound, and the leader of the barbarians was killed on the spot.
Except for his head, which was still intact as Jin Qing deliberately avoided it, all the bones in his body were shattered and crushed like a puddle of mud by the horse.
Everyone was silent and confused at the scene.
For a long time, Jin Qing's devil-like husky voice came to his ears: "Don't talk when you have nothing to do. Have you never heard of bad people dying because of their words?"
707 was so depressed that he wanted to hit the wall: "Host, this sentence is not used in this way, okay?"
