The boss always wants to kill me

The sound of horseshoes trampling through like water and sinking into the night, the general and deputy general led five hundred soldiers each, surrounded Wangyang Village from all sides, rescued the villagers, and arrested them as rebel soldiers.

Wangyang Village is a little-known small frontier village, surviving in the competition between the two countries. There are no more than a hundred households, and most of them are herdsmen.The Xiongnu attacked in the middle of the night and set fire to looting. The peaceful village that had been sleeping half an hour ago suddenly burst into flames and screamed.

Cangbi led the horse and galloped into the village. When he saw a young woman with torn clothes limping, dragging a bloody leg, she fell to the ground, followed by three soldiers in Hu uniform.

"Help me!" Cangbi shouted, and the Qingqi galloped up immediately behind her. Hu Bing, who was too late to flee in the future, killed the Hu Bing on the spot, and continued to move forward. .

Cangbi didn't draw his sword for a long time, just like Li Qi before, standing in the middle of the battlefield, but like a deserted soldier, only hiding in Tibet, he got off the horse and picked up the woman, sent her to the horse, then got on the horse, and comforted: " Don't be afraid, it's okay."

The woman responded with a low whimper.

The remaining [-]-man team continued to move forward, sweeping along the outer walls of the yurts, the cold shadows of swords rising and falling one after another under the cold moonlight.The invading Hu soldiers came to report like scouts, but there were more than a hundred troops, they were in groups like bandits, they had no strategy, and they had no power to restrain the well-trained regular army of thousands of people.

The two teams met, but it took less than half an hour. The soldiers held bloody knives, and a centurion clicked his tongue and said, "That's why there are so many people? Are all the barbarians dead?"

"Are there any casualties?" Cang Bi didn't dare to look at the corpses lying around, and pretended to be calm and looked straight ahead. Not far away, a team of about 20 people drove up, and each of them immediately brought the rescued villagers. , the leading lieutenant, Cao Feihu, even protected a young girl in front, and even held an old woman in one hand. His tall body was even more burly against the background of women and children.

Cao Feihu savagely helped the old woman to a soldier: "The casualties of the soldiers are not serious, but the casualties of the townspeople are heavy. I don't know if the Huns will come again..."

"All officers and soldiers obey orders." Cangbi tried to show his power according to the order of the elders in his memory, "Search every household, rescue the villagers, and gather all the survivors here. If you encounter remnants of the Huns..." He swallowed After spitting, he said briefly: "Kill."

As if afraid of being seen as weak, Cang Bi rode her horse into a yurt without waiting for a moment.

Twenty sergeants stayed behind to protect the injured people and take emergency rescue measures. One soldier stretched out his hands towards Cao Feihu, who turned his horse's head, to meet the shivering girl.

"She was terrified." Cao Feihu patted the girl's head, "I'll take it with me."

The cold wind was bleak, and the broken blood-stained cloth rolled up and rolled on the ground several times, wrapped around the horse's hoof, and was trampled into the dark red mud.

When I camped yesterday evening, what I saw in the distance was still the smoke from the kitchen. Now there are only wounds left by the gunpowder smoke, and the choking ashes that are not left. In one night, Rumu's family was separated from life and death, and the husband and wife were separated from each other...

What are they doing wrong?must suffer so much.

Cangbi got off the horse and pushed open the door that was cut by the long knife, and probed the breath of the villagers who fell in the house outside the wall one by one. The body touched was so calm and cold that it was terrifying.

His thoughts flew to nowhere, his pupils were dull, his hands and feet were numb and cold, doing repeated movements, only his throbbing heart proved that he was a mortal, no different from the corpse in front of him, extremely fragile...

The war horse followed its master, and suddenly, the rescued woman on the horse lowered her head and rolled over. Cang Bi stretched out her hand to catch her. The woman had already swallowed her breath, and there was still blood foam on her mouth.

"Lian Yun, do you want me to see these?" Cang Bi feebly raised his head and looked at the dark night sky. The bright moon was glowing with light, but it only illuminated a small piece of the night sky that could be covered by a palm.

"Help, help!" A childish cry came from the yurt ten steps away.

Cangbi ran up quickly, pushed the door open and entered, only to see five or six corpses laying on the ground, most of the blood had coagulated, in the corner, a [-] or [-]-year-old boy was shivering, unable to retreat, in front of him was a Hu Bing With a timid smile, he approached step by step, and quickly untied the string on the armor with both hands.

The dream coincided with the scene in front of him, and his heart was tense. Cangbi's hands trembled violently, and he pressed on the handle of the knife suddenly, hesitating for a few breaths.That Hu Bing noticed someone behind him, turned around suddenly, cursed in Hu language, drew out his long knife, and attacked Cangbi's face.

"Ah——" Cangbi trembled all over, and finally sheathed the long knife. In the panic, all the sword skills that his grandfather forced to learn were all discarded behind his head, and he stabbed the long knife forward in a disorderly manner.

The boy in the corner leaped up quickly and rushed towards Hu Bing's back. Under the impact, Hu Bing leaned forward, and was stabbed into the chest by the tip of the Cangbi knife accurately, piercing through his body.

Hu Bing turned his head slowly in disbelief, opened his mouth, and before he could utter a word, the young man pushed hard again, and the remaining half of the long knife pierced into the flesh, and was castrated by the jaw of the knife.

Blood dripped down like pillars, from the hands to the sleeves of Cangbi's forearm, it was like a sea of ​​blood, scarlet.

The young man's legs were trembling, and he fell to the side, speaking incoherently: "Grandma...Grandma...blood..."

Cangbi's heart beat like a drum, filled with fear and trembling, he took a deep breath, his nostrils filled with the smell of blood, pushed away the pressed corpse, walked up to the young man and knelt down: "Where's your mother?"

"Grandmother?" The young man looked around blankly, except for Hu Bing in the room, there were six corpses, four men and two women, some old and some young, they should be a family. On the chest, "Grandma! Grandma, wake up!"

Cang Bi couldn't bear to look any further, raised his hand to close the woman's eyes, but in the confusion, he didn't realize that the woman was at most in her early twenties, obviously she couldn't be the boy's mother, he hugged the boy in his arms: "Your mother is not here , went elsewhere."

"Grandma is dead..." the boy sobbed.

"The body is dead, the soul has gone to another place, to a place where there is no war and no pain, and we will meet again in the future." Cang Bi repeated, not knowing who to tell, "Definitely, we will meet again." See you."

"Really?" The boy raised his head and looked straight at Cangbi, his eyes were as black as ink, swallowing the bottomless night.