Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 12 Fear
The gut-wrenching sound of horseshoes, wild laughter, roars and shouts of killing disappeared, and Xiaojiazhuang fell into a deadly silence.The surviving villagers have not yet recovered from the extreme horror of being slaughtered, and everything is like a nightmare: they are about to eat a little breakfast mixed with too much bark and grass roots, when four golden cavalrymen come in, Kill people on sight and burn houses on sight!People were constantly being hacked to death, their bodies and heads separated, and blood was flying into the sky. No matter where they fled, they could not escape the fatal arrows. At that time, they really thought that the end of the world had come and the whole village was dead!At the critical moment, someone stepped forward, and after a short and tragic fight to the death, they killed all the four butchers and saved their lives!Seeing the corpses on the ground and the houses that had turned into a sea of ​​flames, the villagers were shivering so hard that they had temporarily lost the ability to think. They just hoped that all this was really just a nightmare. When they woke up, the nightmare was over and everything was still the same. original appearance.

This sad wish is impossible to realize.Gradually, heart-rending wailing sounded in the village. The survivors picked up the horrific corpses of their relatives in a pool of blood and cried bitterly.In that short period of time, four or fifty people were hacked to death with sabers, shot to death with bows and arrows, and trampled to death by horses. The living people who could laugh, run and jump just now turned into bloody corpses in a blink of an eye. Who can bear such a blow?Some women hugged the bloody corpse of their child and beat the ground, exchanging blood and tears. The cry seemed to tear the whole heart apart. Those who heard it felt sad and those who saw it shed tears.But what can be done?Who put them in such a troubled world?
I would rather be a dog of peace than a person in a troubled world.

Yang Menglong was still holding the dog-leg knife tightly, and his body was covered in blood, some of his own, some splashed on it when the Houjin soldiers were beheaded by him.He was panting heavily, his eyes were out of focus, and he seemed to be stupid. It was not difficult to see that he was shaking, and he was shaking so badly that he might fall at any time.The villagers pointed around him, and someone recognized him with sharp eyes: "Isn't that the weird guy who wandered around in our village last night?" Someone immediately echoed: "Yes, I remember it was Xiao's family last night. Miss took him in, but I didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, this foreigner who just arrived came forward at the most critical moment and saved the lives of the whole village. Think about the selfishness of everyone closing the door last night to avoid him like a snake and scorpion, and think about the incident just now. The danger of World War I, the villagers of Xiaojiazhuang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Xiao Yufang heard that the loud killing sounds outside had stopped, and the villagers seemed to be talking about something, so she hesitated again and again, telling Xiaojun to stay at home and not to come out, she took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to open the door.A strong smell of blood rushed to her face, causing her to stagger, holding on to the door and vomited out. After seeing clearly the miserable scene of corpses and smoke billowing all over the place outside, she vomited even more violently, almost making her stomach feel sick. To vomit.Growing up so big, she has never seen such a terrifying scene. The whole village has become a slaughterhouse. She just wants to pass out, not to see or hear anything, because she can't bear it.

I have to say that she still has a little prestige in Xiaojiazhuang. When she saw the gate open, a villager ran over immediately and called, "Miss, you have come out! Go and have a look, your...your friend he……"

Xiao Yufang's heart tightened, she forgot to vomit, and blurted out, "What's wrong with him?"

The villagers said: "He killed four enemies! If it weren't for him, the whole Zhuangzi would have been slaughtered long ago!"

Xiao Yufang didn't want to know about this, so she asked, "What's going on with him? Tell me!"

The villager said: "He is fine, but his whole body is covered in blood, standing there like an idiot, not saying a word, and not responding to anyone telling him... Miss, you should go and have a look."

Xiao Yufang couldn't care less, and said, "Where is he? Take me there!"

The villagers took Xiao Yufang and ran towards Yang Menglong in three steps at a time.

There was a big circle around Yang Menglong, and the villager kept shouting: "Miss is here, let's make way, let's make way!" Fang just squeezed in and saw Yang Menglong.

As the villager said, Yang Menglong turned into a blood man, standing there stupidly, his eyes scattered, and he lost the agility when he first saw him, as if he lost his soul.The dog-leg knife was covered with blood, and the blood was dripping down the ground along the tip of the knife. Beside him, the bodies and heads of the two post-golden soldiers were separated, and the blood flowed all over the ground, which was very terrifying.

Xiao Yufang cried out, "Young Master Yang, how are you doing?"

Yang Menglong didn't respond.

Xiao Yufang took a step forward and carefully pushed him: "Yang Menglong, how are you doing? Talk to me!"

Yang Menglong's eyeballs rolled slowly, his eyes finally gained some focus, and fell on Xiao Yufang, his eyes showed great fear and hesitation, like a frightened child who got into a catastrophe .Xiao Yufang's heart was shocked by this look, and it was only then that she realized that although he could kill four terrifying post-golden cavalrymen in a row and was extremely powerful, in essence, he was a child who hadn't fully grown up yet. , not as strong as everyone imagined.Yang Menglong's voice was trembling: "I...I killed...killed four..."

Xiao Yufang said loudly: "We all saw it. Well done, if you hadn't killed them, we would all have died by their swords!"

An old man also shouted loudly: "Yes, strong man, you did nothing wrong. You killed well and avenged my little grandson! Thank you, old man, and I kowtow to you!" Then he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

A woman tightly hugged her child who was too scared to speak, and said, "Brother, if it weren't for you, our mother and child would not be able to survive, thank you!"

The villagers talked a lot, thanking him from the bottom of their hearts for saving themselves and the whole village.Xiao Yufang said loudly: "Did you hear that? Everyone is grateful to you! You are not wrong, what you killed was not a human being, but four bloodthirsty beasts! The more beasts like this, the better!"

Yang Menglong let go of his hand, and the dog-leg knife fell to the ground, stabbing it into the ground.He said with a tearful voice: "I know I'm not wrong, but...but I never knew that after hitting an enemy with a knife, he would bleed so much, and the look in his eyes before death would be so scary, it's so scary..."

I dare say he was terrified.The villagers were dumbfounded.That's right, if an ordinary person kills a dog with a knife, he might have nightmares for two nights, let alone killing four people in a row!Xiao Yufang didn't know what to do, she didn't know how to comfort Yang Menglong.At this time, an old farmer in his 50s said to her: "Miss, he was overly frightened and his mind is not so clear. Take him back quickly and give him a few sips of wine to calm the shock, so as not to cause the root cause of the disease." Yufang thought it was right, and she couldn't care less about avoiding suspicion, so she said to Yang Menglong, "Come with me!" and dragged him to her home.Yang Menglong obediently followed behind, like a puppet whose string was pulled by someone.The villagers followed spontaneously to see if they could help.The common people are the most simple, and they will treat whoever is good to them with all their hearts. Yang Menglong saved their lives, so they are naturally worried about him, for fear that something good or bad will happen to their benefactor, and they can help a little.

The old farmer who reminded Xiao Yufang didn't follow, but silently pulled out the dog-leg knife nailed to the ground, wiped off the blood stains with the Houjin soldier's clothes, stared at the blade with great interest.He raised his index finger and flicked the blade, and the dog-leg knife made a crisp humming that lasted for a long time.He listened intently until the buzzing disappeared, then let out a breath slowly, and said in a voice only he could hear: "Good steel, good knife!"

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked quickly to the eaves of the thatched hut, and when he pushed aside the thatch, Yang Menglong hurriedly stuffed the crossbow inside and a corner of the bag of crossbow arrows was immediately exposed.The old farmer pulled the thing casually and pulled it out. When the crossbow, which was extremely complicated and precise and equipped with a valuable high-precision scope, appeared in front of his eyes, his hands trembled involuntarily. Take a breath!But the crossbow bolts made of fine steel had an even more terrifying psychological impact on him. He stared at this pile of things in a daze.

Who the hell is that kid? It doesn’t matter if his skills are so good, and his equipment is frighteningly sophisticated. This knife, this crossbow, and these arrows are all weirder and more terrifying than the other. , is far less than it?

Yang Menglong didn't know that someone was trying to check his background.He subconsciously followed Xiao Yufang back to Xiao's house. Someone had already treasured it for many years, and he was reluctant to drink it. He planned to drink it when his children got married. He filled a large bowl and handed it to Xiao Yu with both hands. Fang, Xiao Yufang brought the mouth of the bowl to Yang Menglong's mouth, and said, "Drink quickly." Yang Menglong glanced at her hesitantly, and seeing her nervous and concerned face, she really opened her mouth and took a sip He drank the whole bowl of spirits in one gulp.After drinking, it was like a big fire was ignited in the stomach, the temperature of the whole body soared, and the sweat rushed out of the pores, and the whole body was warm.He stuck out his long tongue and took several breaths before shouting angrily: "What are you giving me to drink? Are you trying to burn my stomach through!?" The roar made a loud noise!

Everyone at the scene breathed a sigh of relief, and someone shouted: "Cold sweat broke out, and people are awake, it's okay, it's okay!"

Yang Menglong was so hot that tears came out, he stretched out his tongue and gasped for breath, he was in a panic, he was not in such a panic when he was chased by the cavalry and even rolled and crawled.Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, this bowl of strong wine pulled his soul back and choked half his life, because his master was very strict with him and forbade him to drink alcohol, so he never drank since he was a child Drinking spirits, and now pouring down such a big bowl of spirits... Is this saving lives or murdering?
(End of this chapter)