Chapter 553: Going to the clothes

The night falls, and the winter is chilly.
There was a big fire in a defeated village, mixed with strange laughter.
The fire reflected a dozen of the cavalry walking through it, and all the way to see the house lit.
The village is obviously no one, or ran or died, but even though it is an empty village, they have to burn all the energy that can be burned.
Setting up tents outside the village, the villages where the fireworks are burning in the night seem to be their bonfire.
After the armor was solved, the women with the baggage on the horseback were pulled down, the meat was burned on the fire, and the women made a scream.
The two old ones who were kneeling beside the burning house were confused and desperate.
The people in the village died except for the escape. They hid in the cellar and were covered by the body of the family before they escaped. They only came out of the cellar and encountered this scene.
This is Kaide House. This is not the situation of the Jin people. More than a dozen people in their area are so rampant.
Maniculous to the night half a dozen people dare to camp in a distance from Kaide City.
Looking at the burning village, listening to the screams of the women there, the old man’s tears rushed, and he was holding the mouth of his child in his arms, lest he sounded.
Zhou Bing?
What about Zhou Bing who came to the rescue?
A hand stretched out behind him.
In this dark night, the sound of silence is like a ghost, the old man is scared, and the hand has held his mouth.
The sound was blocked without any leakage.
"Don't be afraid, cut wood."
The low voice in the ear also sounded.
What is chopping wood? The old man’s mind was blank, and he saw that the man had already fallen to the side. By the fire, he could see that this was a young man with gray eyes on his face and only one pair of eyes as a star.
He held a slinged bow in one hand and pointed at the Golden Army on the open ground while talking.
What does he want to do?
The old man’s thoughts flashed, and he heard a slamming sound. A heavy-handed singer, accompanied by a sound, saw a scream of a golden soldier who was carrying a woman’s evil. The man rushed forward and squatted on the ground. Not moving.
The camp that was originally laughing was suddenly confused. A dozen golden soldiers jumped to grab the weapons around them and screamed and screamed.
The old man was shaking.
Too daring, too daring.
This sneak attack can only kill one person, and then it will alarm these golden soldiers like wolves.
The old man looked at the young man around him. He came and went freely. He could escape immediately when he succeeded, but he and his grandson could not move.
If you can't run, you can't run. At least you can see that a golden soldier has been killed. It is enough to comfort you.
He is useless, he can't kill the enemy, and it's useless to live. This young man must be alive and able to kill the enemy to take revenge.
"You are going, I will lead them..." the old man said with a sigh.
The young people did not know that they understood and did not understand, and let go of their hands, but they did not turn around and run away like the old man thought, but leaped to the group of soldiers.
He is crazy!
The old man shouted and shouted, and hugged his grandson in his arms, and he was afraid of tears.
This young man is estimated to be a broken family, fighting for revenge, and not wanting to live.
The young man had already collided with the Jinbing who found him on the head.
In the surrounding fire, the machine in his hand has been replaced by a big knife.
The young man’s movements were extremely fast. When he rushed to the golden soldiers, the long-handled knife in the hands of a golden soldier had not yet waved.
The screaming noise, the knife in the hands of the young man had pierced into his heart, and the golden soldier screamed, and the man was taken to the side with a shackle and squatted on another golden soldier.
Both of them screamed and fell.
The young man did not chase and kill a knife, the man has already turned, and the knife in his hand is still carrying the blood of the Jinbing, who is the only one who is qualified to cut off the body and lift it to the neck of the Jinbing.
The Jinbing did not make a sound and had already turned and then fell.
This blink of an eye was done in one go, killing two golden soldiers, and the old people who were hiding aside almost did not see it.
Awesome young people!
The scalp that the old man saw was almost suffocating.
Such a powerful young man, don't die.
But is this possible?
There are twelve golden soldiers, but he has only one person.
With his thoughts, the young man has been entangled with the rest of the gold soldiers.
The Jinbing also smothered their eyes, and screamed at Hu.
The fire jumped and the night was dim. The old man only felt that his eyes were dazzling, only to see one after another falling.
Shantou, piercing the chest, cutting the throat, one person and one knife, a knife and a life, the knife does not fall, one person reaches ten people.
The old man looked at it, and the women who had been looted in the vicinity also looked at it. In the end, even the surviving Jin Bing also looked at it.
Fear of the two golden soldiers who have always been fierce.
This fear made one of the steps in chaos, the knife in the hand of the young man slashed his shoulder, and almost hit him in his heart.
The screams of the golden soldiers are louder and longer lasting than the other people who died deadly.
Others tumbling on the ground, the screams were deafening, and they shattered the mind of the last Jin Bing.
"Sneak attack." He shouted a Chinese man with a strange accent and turned and ran to the horse.
But it was still a step late. He just turned and the knife in the hands of the young man flew over and pierced his back. A screaming man rushed to the ground and twitched.
The young man stepped forward and stepped on the back of the Jinbing. He pulled the knife out and the blood splattered.
"How fresh, don't sneak up, Lao Tzu will first tell you about the set of doors and styles," he snorted.
The fire in the village is still burning in the air, and the sound of the collapse of the wall is ringing, and everything else is calm.
The calm was only short-lived, and the women who survived the moment burst into tears.
"Benevolence, benefactor." They cried and shouted at the young man.
The old man hiding in the side also ran with his child stumbling.
But this young man seems to have no time to pay attention to them. He just rummaged through the dead Jin Bing. It seems that he did not find something satisfactory.
"It’s really poor."
The old man who was approaching the child heard him say this.
Poor death? What is he looking for? Looking for gold and silver jewelry?
Do you still need to care about this?
"Benevolent." The old man trembled and said, holding his grandson, he squatted.
The young man got up and walked away.
"Let's go," he said. "I have no time and no way to you to a safe place."
Not waiting for the old man and the women to say anything, people have already rushed into the night, as if they were blind.
If it is not the golden soldier lying on the ground, everyone must suspect that this is a dream.
"What is he?" asked a woman crying.
It is said that it is an officer, but acting alone, and dare to fight against the 12 officers and men has never really seen it.
If the officers and men are so powerful, they will be in the situation of today’s government.
The old man was vaguely thinking about the words that the young man said when he first appeared in his ear.
"He said that he is cutting wood," he murmured.
This country's wood cutting can be so powerful.

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