Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 263 Brutal Riding Crossing the Border, Lost Life

The morning sun rises in the east, dizzying the dazzling morning glow.

West Frontier.

Riding alone "嗖", he jumped out of the dead wood jungle, galloped and splashed the white snow on the ground with his horse's hooves, and ran towards the village where the cooking smoke was curling up.

The blood-stained arm was raised and waved in the cold wind, and the hoarse voice shouted like rubbing sandpaper.

"Go! Go! The barbarians are coming!"

The blood-stained figure rode across the field ridge, rushed to the village, and shouted at the farmers carrying the burden.

Hearing the endless shouts, the common people wrapped in worn-out patchwork furs walked out of the house and looked towards the fields.

The temperatureless sunlight shone on the running figure. The moment he approached the village, the figure on the horse was in a trance, fell straight from the horse, was driven to the ground by a strong force and rolled twice, lying on his back motionless .

The horse, which had not lost its strength, seemed to be frightened by this sudden action, neighed with a 'swoosh', and disappeared into the jungle in the blink of an eye.

The simple villagers hurriedly put down their busy work and came to investigate the injuries of the fallen figure.

Passing through the crowd, the blood-stained figure weakly opened his eyes, his blurred vision scanned the worried faces of the surrounding people, raised his arms anxiously, and opened his mouth.

"Go... hurry..., barbarian... the barbarian is coming..."

"Notify...notify Stone Town one mile away."

The arm suddenly slipped down weakly, and the figure in the torn armor and blood scab all over swallowed his last breath.

The young man who held the cold corpse in one hand, swept around the surrounding people with compassion, and murmured.

"No... I'm out of breath."

After a moment of silence, the crowd dispersed and ran towards their own house.

The sound of footsteps and shouts instantly filled the entire village.

"Run! The barbarians are coming!"

The figure with big bags and small bags rushed out of the house, and the figure of the old man with the child in his arms dragged his family and hurriedly fled towards distant towns or dense forests and mountains.There were also upright men who grabbed the spears they had prepared at home and shook hands, stopped at the entrance of the village and yelled "go quickly", and the family members who dissuaded were dragged away by the neighbors beside them.

Boom boom boom.

It was as if thunder was falling from the sky, and the sound rolled over.

The people who were still fleeing and the noisy crowd looked at the sky with unison, a black front line squirming and surging like a tide.

"Wow, run!"

After being dazed for a moment, someone shouted violently in the crowd.

The terrified crowd became agitated again in an instant. Amidst the sound of chaotic footsteps, the sound of a woman looking for a child and the scream of a child, together with the sound of the old man being hit and screaming, filled the entire village.

The sound of hooves became more and more violent, shaking the floating soil on the ground, and the wild sound of "Yo Ha" swept towards the frightened village.

"Kill! Kill all!"

Violent shouts sounded from the approaching army, Fu Yun raised the blood-stained scimitar in his hand, and pointed the blade at the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled bodies, and some Tang people who were supporting the elderly and had no time to evacuate.

The torch was whirling in the sky, and it only swept across the snow-covered house when it landed. After bursts of white smoke, the flames burst into flames. The old woman screamed and came out of the house with a wooden stick, and bumped into The scimitar handed over by the galloping horse, when the body fell down, the barbarian who turned the horse's head held the head in his hand, showing a grin on his blood-stained face, showing off to the copper plate behind him.

"The soldiers who killed his mother overnight can still parry, but these people are pigs and sheep, and they don't know how to dodge at all."

"Too boring, too boring."

The running figures around were hacked and killed under the chase of the cavalry, and the woman with the baby in her arms ran away in panic, and was knocked down by the galloping horses, her head hit the horse-riding platform in front of the house, and blood gushed out .

"If you're not interested, just have some fucking fun!"

The heart-piercing baby on the ground was crying, and the grinning yellow-toothed barbarian on the horse's back grinned grinningly, pulled the reins, raised his huge horse's hooves, and stomped fiercely on the ground.

The childish crying stopped abruptly, and the scream of the hysterical lady suddenly exploded.

"My son..."

The woman lying on the ground stretched out her hand to grab the oozing red swaddling clothes, the corners of her bloody mouth quivered slightly, and she made intermittent voices.

In the field of vision from a distance, the animal skin boots were inserted abruptly, and were dragged to the wooden house behind with a grinning sound.

Then, Bai Huahua's body rushed out crazily, and was chopped down by the chasing blade. Her horrified eyes reflected the shriveled baby, and gradually lost her spirit.

All the slaughtered people were neatly hung to the big tree in front of the village, and spread out densely.

The killing stopped, and in the whole village, apart from the people who fled first, there were no more living people in the other hundred or so households.

The sound of horseshoes gradually faded away, and amidst the loud laughter, it seemed that someone was shouting.

"Go, go meet that big town!"

After a while, rumbling horseshoes sounded, gradually moving away, and this place became a place of death.

wow...ga...

The old crow stood on a branch, overlooking the lifeless village below, and let out a terrifying cry.

The cold wind whimpered, and there were noises in the jungle, and the perched birds flapped their wings and flew to the sky looking for flesh and blood.

Stepping out with muddy military boots.

a pair.

Two pairs.

Three pairs.

……

A team of a dozen or so people came out of the forest, and their wounded and bloodied figures quietly approached the village. The pungent smell of the scorched houses filled their nostrils with a strong smell of blood, and the leader figure secretly clenched his fists.

Dozens of people wearing torn battle armor looked up at the densely packed corpses hanging from the trees. Old people, children, women, and men with stumped limbs and arms were swaying slightly in the whimpering cold wind.

The veins on the back of the hand holding the sword hilt bulged, and he took a step towards the ancient tree.

The soldiers wrapped in white cloth behind them grabbed the general and hurriedly persuaded him.

"General, what are you doing! This might be a trap set by those barbarians! Calm down!"

I fled all night last night, got rid of the pursuers earlier, and met a few soldiers from the deserting city on the way to the town. I wasted some time in rescuing them, so I didn't detour to inform the first village and went instead. Stone Town, unexpectedly, when I came back to inform, the village was turned into a ghost town.

"Ah ah ah..."

Looking at the bloody swaddle and the naked woman discarded under the tree at random, the city guard general's muddy nails dug deep into his palm, pinching out bright red blood, and let out a low, beast-like roar.

"Tuyuhun, dog days...I'm going to kill you..."

"Let go! I want to bury these people... let me go..."

Two soldiers with arms hanging also came to pull the angry figure, but they were thrown flying and overturned to the ground.

The soldier who got up looked at the stubborn figure in front of him and shouted.

"General! Calm down!"

"It's not easy for a dozen of us to survive until now. The massacre is still going on. After you buried this village, you have to wait to bury the next village?"

"If you can't get rid of these barbarians, how can there be any peace in the territory of the Tang Dynasty?"

bang.

The sword in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The tear-stained figure 'Putong' knelt down on the ground, gritted his teeth, his cheek muscles bulging and trembling.

"Search for food! Find out their movements!"

"Find opportunities and hunt them!"

"I want to take their dog heads myself!"

(End of this chapter)