One Hundred and Twenty Five: Night Attack on the Beast Village
The galloping horse galloped, and the heavy breathing from the horse's nose sprayed into thick frost under the starry night.
This red erine horse was originally the mount of the second leader of the Baibeasts. It was much faster than Li Buzhuo's yellow-brown horse in terms of endurance and speed. At this time, he first rushed from the foot of Jumang Mountain to Hedong County, and then ran seventy miles from Hedong County. Although the horse had already had a layer of wet sweat, he was still full of energy and was not tired.
Soon, I entered a wilderness, covered with thin snow in all fields, and the decaying grass was connected to the sky, and a few night owls shouted to me.
Li Buzhuo was wearing a large iron-tied bow on his back, carrying a long ash spear in his hand, and a sharp sword was hidden in his waist. When the wind knife blew, the fine snow like salt fell from the sky, and it hit his face very much. Li Buzhuo didn't blink, and looked up and his eyes locked three miles away.
The villages on the hillside of Jiushan Mountain are like crawling beasts on the snowy night, lit up with wolf eyes lights.
Li Buzhuo tied the reins and sighed Lulu, and the red horn suddenly stopped, stirring up large snowflakes. Li Buzhuo took a deep breath.
"The green forest has the rules of green forest. Killing villagers and stealing women are all taboos. Now it is not a chaotic world. What a beast farm, so bold. Can you really predict that the county will not send troops to dare to be so arrogant? Since they know that the winery is no longer owned by Yao, can't they inquire about it? Is the winery owned by me?"
"Are you not afraid of my revenge or come to me? No matter what, they didn't expect that I had a flying sword. The news did not come back to the village at this moment. Instead of waiting for them to counterattack, they wouldn't kill the thief's head in this moment!"
He hung a gun on the horse's belly, Li Buzhu took the bow in his hand, and clamped his legs, and the red hornet was roaring and running!
After a moment, I approached the Baibeasts' Manor two miles away.
Li Buzhuo's eyes were like a candle, piercing through the mountains and forests under the snowy night like a sharp sword. From a distance, he saw the sleepy guards on the whistle tower at the Zhuangzi Gate.
As soon as he touched the horse's belly, he took out a white feather arrow from the arrow bag. Li Buzhuo raised his bow and pulled it. The iron-feather bow became a full moon. In a flash, the white feather arrow shot out in the sky, like a falling star chasing the moon!
Two miles away, the guards on the whistle were drowsy and heard the sound of sharp wind coming from above their heads. They quickly woke up. As soon as they raised their heads, white feathered arrows fell from the sky and penetrated into the top door!
The guard shook his body and fell to the ground. The guard on the other side heard the movement and was about to shout, but another arrow was nailed to death in his throat.
Two miles away, Li Buzhuo put down his iron-fetal bow, jumped off his horse, and crashed into the forest alone.
On the Jiushan Mountain, Shi Heng, the head of Baibeasts Manor, stood outside the house, looking out at the foot of the mountain from afar, the cold wind whistled, and a group of frightening birds suddenly flew out of the snow forest.
Aside him, a middle-aged man with a scholar-like appearance raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Birds come out of the forest? What the God Mechanism says is a bad omen!"
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"The Baibeasts Village should not be domineering in previous years, otherwise there would be too many mortal enemies, so how could the defense in the village be so omitted?"
Li Buzhuo paused at the entrance of the village and looked up. On the two whistle towers on both sides of the central gate of the high wall surrounded by sharp wooden stakes, two shot dead guards crawled on the railings and the other nailed to the pillars. They died so much that they could not die again.
The golden gong was hanging quietly in the whistle tower, and no one would ring again.
The two of them died, and there was no other movement in the village.
Li Buzhuo entered the village, and the village and Zhou people were scattered, just like ordinary villages. Some houses still had oil lamps on.
"My grandma, when will the swallow come? I want to hear you sing the little swallow." The boy said coquettishly.
"Okay, my mother sings it for you, Gen'er." The woman sang a nursery rhyme softly, "If you don't eat your millet, don't eat your millet, you're under your eaves~ Gen'er, the swallows will be back in the spring of the next year, you have to be good."
"Mom, I'm not obedient. I want to ride a horse and shoot arrows. After the spring and autumn harvest, I will go out to work with my second and third uncles. I'm so majestic. My second uncle said, men just want others to be afraid of you! Those who have never killed anyone are so male." The boy's voice was filled with a sense of hostility.
"Don't listen to your second uncle's nonsense..."
The conversation between the mother and the mother came from the room. Li Buzhuo thought that any child who grew up in this place would become a bandit embryo.
Hiding his body, Li Buzhuo walked deep into the village. After a while, he saw two men wearing animal leather jackets walking towards the village gate with weapons.
The man on the left said, "Look at the time, I'm already hit, why haven't the two asked us to change the whistle yet? Are we really so kind to let us rest?"
The man on the right snorted in his nose: "It's probably because he fell asleep in the wardrobe, but it's a blessing for them to be so good. I'm not afraid of freezing to death in this cold day."
The man on the left nodded: "It's a good thing that the second head of the army is not here. The boss is practicing martial arts and is no longer in charge of the affairs of the village. In the past two days, the distinguished guest has come to the village. The chief head of the army has been with the distinguished guest all day long, so they dare to do this."
The man on the right sighed: "The second head of the country has really put a lot of effort into our village. This time, I will take people out in the middle of winter. I wonder how many days it will take to come back. Hey? Where did you come from this golden pendant? Why haven't you seen it before?"
The man on the left smiled and took off the gold pendant wrapped around his wrist: "I just hit it last month. It was originally an ear claw. When I snatched it, I hung it too tightly on the woman's ear. I cut her ear and got it off. It was covered with a lot of blood. So I went to ask for some emery and buried it for two months. I took it out after going bad luck. I was going to find an auspicious day for my wife."
"Hehe, this is like your work. You said the second in command..."
The man on the right was halfway through his words, and the light of the light caught a glimpse of the silver-electric sword light flashing. The man next to him with the golden pendant rolled down without saying a word.
His hair stood up and he was about to shout, but his neck cooled down and the sword blade was crossed by his neck, and he realized that someone was standing behind him.
He immediately stopped the sound and trembled with his throat: "Good man, please spare me, I have something to say, we are just a person who can watch the wind."
He was sweating coldly, but he couldn't hear the person behind him for a long time.
At this moment, Li Buzhuo focused on the Jingchan Sword.
After killing more than ten bandits at the entrance of the village, the cicada was a little restless after being touched by human blood. At this moment, another person was killed. Among them, the sword spirit, which had its spiritual form, had an excited and restless murderous intent through the hilt of the sword, which affected Li Buzhuo's mind.
"I ask, you answer."
Li Buzhuo suppressed the murderous thoughts in the sword and pulled the man to a hidden place.
"Okay, okay, okay..." The man said yes repeatedly, raised his hands and tried to stay away from his waist. Li Buzhuo could kill someone quietly. In order to save his life, he had no desire to resist.
"I have already asked the two people who were watching at the door. If you have any false words, your fate will be the same as theirs. I ask you, where is your boss Shi Heng's residence? Who are you talking about just now?" Li Buzhuo asked.
"Are they dead?"
When the man heard this, his expression changed. He instantly pushed his left elbow towards Li Buzhuo, touched the handle of the knife with his right hand, and exhaled suddenly.
"Come……"
Just as he shouted, he was halfway through the neck, Li Buzhuo wiped his sword, kicked the back of the center, and fell forward.
“Neglected.”
Chapter completed!