Back Off, Let Me Come

"Help-"

"Aniang! Dad!"

The cruel screams were about to penetrate the sky, and a woman even held the horse bandit's thigh with both hands, begging him to let go of the child who had been snatched away. He cried blood and said: "Please let him go, he is still a child——"

The horse bandit seemed to be unable to bear it for a moment.

But he still broke free from the woman's restraints and kicked her hard on the shoulder. As the woman screamed in pain, the child was thrown heavily to the ground. When it hit the ground, his head hit the ground, and his neck made a crisp sound. Finally, the body and head formed a weird angle. The woman lost control and went crazy when she saw it.

He wanted to fight the horse bandits but was overpowered.

The youngest and most beautiful women were tied up and thrown on the back of a horse. The older ones were not treated like this and were tied up with ropes by the gang of horse bandits. As for the men in the village, they were killed regardless of their age. Each corpse had been brutally stabbed several times by horse bandits with weapons. Some of them were so mutilated that their original appearance could not be seen. They were so dead that they were exposed in the wilderness.

After another half an hour, we returned home with a full load.

This group of horse bandits are herdsmen from the Shiwu tribe.

Since the Longwu County Sheriff was brutally killed, the border city wall and fortress checkpoint were just a low wall of little use to them, and similar robberies would occur every now and then. This group of people arrived relatively late, and the brothers from the neighboring tribes had already made a fortune. Every time, I come back with a full load, including gold, silver, treasures, food, women, everything you want!

How could they not be tempted?

So he asked the women in the tribe to help prepare dry food, warm clothing, arrows, and simple defensive armor, and then fed the war horses until they were fat and strong. After making some preparations, he united with several nearby brother tribes to prepare for a fight.

This first vote made a lot of money.

Food, lots of it.

Gold, silver, treasures, lots of them.

Women, more.

The medical technology of the Shiwu tribe is backward, and the diet structure is relatively simple. Women have a very high chance of dystocia, and the infant mortality rate of the tribe is also high. Every generation of Shiwu tribe people have to face an embarrassing problem——

There are too few women of marriageable age.

Even if there is a custom within the tribe of "father's wife succeeds, brother's wife after death", or even if several brothers share the same wife, there are still a large number of men who are single. Women are a more precious resource in Shiwu than gold, silver, jewelry, cattle, sheep, and horses.

A similar situation is also happening in the Northern Desert.

However, Beimo is not at ease at the moment.

The most typical thing is that this group of horse bandits are made up of small tribes with relatively close blood relations. There are only about a hundred young and strong people. In the past, they would be trembling when they came out to rob.

Not to mention such a bumper harvest, you will be targeted as soon as you break through the national border barrier or border wall.

The methods used by the Xin State to engage the horse bandits were no more benevolent than the horse bandits' methods of engaging the common people on the border, and were even worse.

If a horse bandit is caught, he will be considered lucky if he is beheaded and killed on the spot. If he is unlucky, he will be captured alive and taken to the border. The hemp rope was passed through the neck and armpits, tied tightly, and dragged by horseback, forcibly dragging the person until only a skeleton was left, in order to frighten the Shiwu spies who were ready to move at the border.

The father and grandfather of the leader of this group of horse bandits were both unlucky. One was dragged to death, the other was stoned to death, and hung in public near the border gate. The body was covered with maggots before it was put down and discarded, and then secretly picked up.

The operation went smoothly and everyone was satisfied.

I don’t think this process is as dangerous as the predecessors said. They went from the preparation stage to sneaking into the country to the starting point, everything went smoothly and successfully. It's getting dark now, so I can stop and cook some dried meat.

An elderly horse bandit chuckled, and the other horse bandits did not dare to refute. Because this old horse bandit is also a well-known old man in their tribe, and is also the planner and leader of this operation: "It's naive."

The young leader said: "It's really simple."

The old horse bandit took a sip of the tasteless broth, chewed the dry and hard meat slices in his mouth, and said: "Longwu County is no longer in charge, but who knows when another tough one will come? Carelessness can easily lead to loss of life! "

The young leader chuckled.

Although the tribe he belongs to is not big, the news is not blocked, and he has heard a lot about the current situation.

If Longwu County was really managed, the defense would not have been so loose in the past two or three months. The remaining troops in Longwu County now have to worry about the defense of checkpoints, patrolling the border walls, and cleaning up the horse bandits that keep appearing. Now they can't even take care of their size. The location of their looting was getting closer and closer to the center of Longwu County.

Plus Longwu County’s immediate boss——

The man named Zheng Qiao was an ally of their Shiwu. Especially in the past two or three years, Longwu County's defense had become more and more relaxed, and the chances of horse bandits coming out to plunder and succeed were also increasing.

Hehe, they are not afraid now.

The old horse bandit frowned when he heard this.

He scratched his hair, which had not been washed for two months.

He warned: "In short, be careful."

The young horse bandits did not take this at heart.

Eat and drink enough, and arrange patrols and vigils.

The remaining horse bandits had no work to do. Looking at the more than thirty trembling women, their minds became active. In the past, enjoying the loot was only a process after returning to a safe range, but now, it is okay to take advantage.

These horse bandits, except for a few older ones with robbery experience, the rest are mostly between eighteen or nineteen to twenty-four or five years old. Isn't it that they are willing to come out to do this to find a woman? It is too difficult to get a wife through tribal channels. They are not a big tribe. Those who fall into their hands are either too old or have some physical problems...

How can it be compared to the tender creatures of Longwu County?

The youngest horse bandit among them, only twelve or thirteen years old, saw several brothers from the same tribe exchanging meaningful glances. He couldn't sit still anymore, jumped up and said: "I want a mother-in-law too!"

"Go, go, go - you haven't even grown your hair yet and you still think about your mother-in-law? Compared with my brothers, you are still too young."

"Hey, let's learn on the side first."

For a moment, all the horse bandits burst into laughter.

The youngest horse bandit was not convinced.

Why is he so small?

They haven't even done it neatly yet!

Just say that in the village just now, there were several times when they did not attack decisively, but he raised the knife and fell it, and he was still a little warrior praised by everyone in the tribe. If you can still be the leader of the tribe in two years, what's the point of choosing a wife first?

Most of the people in Longwu County knew a few words in the Shiwu language, and they were even more trembling when they heard their conversation. However, they were all tied up tightly, and they couldn't escape even if they wanted to, and they couldn't die even if they wanted to.

One can almost imagine the near future.

Some people have closed their eyes in despair.

The evening breeze carried the residual warmth of the setting sun, but it hurt people's faces as much as a knife. They looked numbly at the horse bandits walking towards them.

The horse bandits and the others didn't care about their reactions. What they needed was not a gentle and considerate woman.

They just need a mother-in-law who can give birth. If the mother-in-law is good-looking, so much the better.

The old horse bandit frowned: "Don't make too much trouble."

"Uncle, it's rare that they are happy. We will continue our journey back when it gets dark. There will be no delay." The young leader did not move, not because he was not greedy for these women, but because he already had a wife in the tribe, and she was very fierce. She is capable, strong and has given birth to two children, and she still has one in her belly. If she knew that she had eaten secretly this time...

There will be no peace of mind when I go back.

When the old horse bandit saw this, he moved his lips.

Just when he heard a woman screaming "Don't touch me", the old horse bandit saw two figures approaching from a distance.

Other young horse bandits also noticed and stopped their movements one after another to prepare for a fight. Until I saw the appearance of the two of them clearly.

The leader of the horse bandits made a secret gesture.

The horse bandits put down their weapons, but still looked fiercely at the two young men.

One of the young men was riding a snow-white mule, and the other was dressed in colorful clothes, with pigtails on his hair, a young face but a majestic body. The leader of the horse bandits stopped the two men and shouted: "Stop!"

The teenagers stopped one after another.

The mule boy said angrily: "We went to the wrong place again!"

Another person was also angry: "Can you blame me?"

"It's not your fault, it's my fault?"

"...Okay, blame me!"

After saying that, the flashy braided boy turned his attention to the leader of the horse bandits, riding a tall horse. He lowered his head slightly and caught everyone in his eyes.

He said: "Who are you? Why are you telling us to stop?"

By this time the night was already dark.

The moonlight was dim and the sight was blocked. The bonfire for cooking broth was also extinguished by the horse bandits. Dozens of horse bandits hid in the grass. The young man didn't seem to see the size of this group of horse bandits. Looking at their large and small bags, he mistakenly thought they were a caravan.

The leader of the horse bandits asked: "Who are you?"

The boy with pigtails was riding on the horse and sneered: "Who are you, sir? Do you need to report to you? Did you guys see a nest of mice running this way?"

Naturally, the leader of the horse bandits didn't see any rats.

The braided boy cursed loudly.

It could also be heard from his words that it seemed that a nest of rats had caused harm to their grain depot, and the two of them were so angry that they wanted to capture the nest of rats and scald them to death with boiling water.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the pursuit, no trace could be found.

The two got lost nearby for a while.

I vaguely saw a bonfire here, so I approached to inquire.

The leader of the horse bandits was silent for a moment when he heard this.

In the grass, the horse bandits secretly bent their bows and arrows, and followed the sound and aimed the arrows at the vital points of the two teenagers.

No matter whether the two teenagers came for the big mouse or the chipmunk, they couldn't leave alive. Although the two teenagers don't look very smart, once they go far away and find something wrong, bringing people back to surround them will cause some trouble.

"Have you seen that nest of rats?" The braided boy was very dissatisfied with the silence of the bandit leader. He took out a big silver bead from the money bag hanging around his waist and said arrogantly, "See this big piece of silver?" Are you done yet? Tell me the whereabouts of that damn, stinky nest of dead rats, and they’ll be yours. If it’s not enough, I have a bag of them!”

He said and patted the money bag.

The dull sound of the broken silver hitting each other was very pleasant, but the young man's condescending tone made the horse bandit leader even more annoyed. Seeing that no one had answered yet, the braided boy muttered.

"Don't they all say that 'there must be a brave man under a heavy reward'?"

The boy with the mule beside him said calmly: "What does this mean? It only means that what you gave is still too little."

The boy with pigtails said angrily: "Is this still called a young man?"

"is it a lot?"

The braided boy sneered: "You have plundered all your money bags, can you collect my half of the bag and take a look?"

The mule boy didn't say anything else, he just sneered and threatened: "...I want to write a letter to your cousin."

Tell your parents, it works over and over again.

The boy with pigtails: "..."

In the time it took for the two of them to speak, the evening wind blew the grass blades and made a slight rustling sound, and under the cover of this rustling sound, an extremely slight bow string buzzed. The young mule boy tilted his head in an understatement, letting the arrow pass past his hair.

He sneered: "Ah, the mouse showed up."

What?

After all, the leader of the horse bandit had little experience. He was confused for a moment, but the old horse bandit reacted and immediately realized that something was wrong. He ordered a secret ambush to take away the two teenagers in one wave.

However, they never expected——

The smile of the young man with pigtails instantly turned into a cold and murderous intent. The rich cold light spread upwards from the horse's hooves, and instantly transformed into a well-armed horse armor. The young man was also armored.

In two or three strokes, he shot down all the arrows aimed at his companions.

As for the one that shot on him?

Just those arrows made of stone, animal bones or rusty metal, still trying to break through his armor?

In the words of the lord——

The most ridiculous thing in the world!

The mule boy looked cold and said only: "Protect the robbed women and children and capture them alive!"

There are quite a few requirements!

The boy with pigtails didn't dare to neglect.

Because this lord really has no martial ethics! He said he could write a letter to complain, but he really knew how to write a letter to complain. He wrote one before, which caused the boy to be scolded by his cousin for eighteen pages!

I can't even scold myself, and I can't even beat him.

Yes, I can’t beat him_(:з)∠)_

He was not convinced. Anger came from his heart and evil came from his side. He couldn't help but said something strange and angry, and then he was given a good beating. In the end, he was ridiculed: [When Gong Xiqiu comes, he will only be beaten, how can you still be proud of me? 】

Xu Quan, who doubts life: [? ? ? 】

Isn’t Shen Jun a literary scholar? ? ?

Yes, the mule boy was Shen Tang who rushed to Longwu County day and night. However, when he was approaching the Longwu County Government Office, he encountered a tragedy that had just happened not long ago.

Guessing that the horse bandit hadn't gone too far, she and Xu Quan went ahead.

The large force went to the administrative center first.

The remaining few followed them.

The two of them were unlucky. Xu Quan was so confident that he was good at tracking and tracing. What a good guy, he almost got lost with Shen Tang in the unfamiliar wilderness. It wasn't until the bonfire led the way that I realized that it took no effort at all.

This den of horse bandits is also interesting.

He didn't launch a sneak attack when the two of them got close.

This gave them a perfect opportunity to get closer.

Xu Quan didn't want to lose a "rat", so he summoned hundreds of martial soldiers without saying a word, half to protect the women and children who were tied up and robbed, and the other half to deal with these horse bandits.

If you want to capture him alive, you must not die too much.

Shen Tang used his sword and cold light to kill several desperadoes who tried to use their lives to gain opportunities for their fellow tribesmen.

He didn't kill anyone, he just cut off their tendons with precision.

There are also brave warriors among the horse bandits, such as the leader of the horse bandits and the youngest horse bandit, but they are not very strong, one is a second-class high-class man, and the other is a third-class hairpin. In front of Shen and Tang, they didn't even have a chance to break through.

Soon his legs were trampled by Xu Quan's horse.

The crisp sound of bone cracking is so sweet.

In the ears of the horse bandit, it is like the king of hell seducing the soul.

in the dark--

There is a commotion, there is no commotion.

o((==))o

Please give me a monthly ticket.

The limited exemption will end tomorrow afternoon, hehe.

PS: Some time ago, I saw a comment saying that it was uncomfortable to see male-to-male scenes in romance novels. In fact, the male-female male-loving scenes in the novel are completely different concepts from what we think of as rottenness.

The essence of Danmei is that the protagonists are all men, and they are very beautiful. They are very eye-catching together. They have a beautiful love. However, in the ancient feudal background where women's education is restricted and their thoughts are imprisoned, it is not surprising that men have more spiritual confidants. They are men, because they have also received education, can resonate with each other spiritually, and naturally have a good relationship. In modern people's terms, they are evil-minded, and men are indeed popular in ancient times. The emperors of the Han Dynasty... well, they all understand.

Whether it is male style or various heavy tastes in war-torn backgrounds, they all have traces to follow, and they are also small embellishments that constitute a chapter in troubled times. They are essentially the exploitation of the weak by the strong. As long as they are weak, they are playthings regardless of gender. No one is more noble than anyone else, and it has nothing to do with gender.

Just the strong who exploit and the weak who are exploited.

If you focus on gender, it will deviate from the original intention of the story.

If there is any discomfort, Shiitake really didn’t make this up on purpose (it was very tiring to check them out).