Taking a concubine? Detoxify Li Mochou and establish a martial arts dynasty

"Boss, I guess it's the nearby Da Liao, which had a long winter last year and little food. "

"This spring has not yet passed, and some tribes will definitely come to grab food. "

Wang Qing's face was ugly.

"Da Song should also know, but there is no prevention in the slightest. "

Bu Changtian's eyes lit up.

I have mixed feelings in my heart.

"Prevention is a war, and it costs money!".

"In the eyes of those in power, the lives of the people are worthless!

Wang Qing gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "This Great Song Dynasty is really rotten to the roots." "

Bu Changtian was noncommittal.

Not to mention the Great Song.

After more than 100 years, corruption in the Ming Dynasty is particularly serious.

"Brother Tian, I'll go too!" Huang Rong also followed.

Bu Changtian nodded.

Soon!

And the people saw it.

A village in the distance, blazing.

Faintly, there are also sounds of killing and crying for help.

"Hurry up!".

Buchangtian said urgently.

These attacks on the villages are all small tribes on the edge.

If it's a big Liao army.

I'm afraid I'll attack the city.

Therefore, these dozens of acquired masters around me are completely sufficient.

Soon.

And they came to the village.

In addition to the firelight, there is also a strong smell of blood.

This group of nomads, a total of four or five hundred people.

One by one, they rode on their horses.

Take a scimitar.

In the long line.

Hundreds of people, with their hands tied, strung together.

Behind, there were all kinds of pigs and cattle, including a dozen carts, which were piled with grain.

"All these old men are killed, and the women take them back to enjoy!" shouted the leader.

Then a whip went down and hit a man in the face.

It's like driving away animals, without mercy.

And those subordinates are smiling one by one.

In that way, there is a hint of enjoyment.

"These people..."Huang Rong covered her mouth, her delicate body trembling.

She's playful and quirky.

But I've never seen this miserable situation.

"Kill a person, a tael of silver!" Bu Changtian roared.

"Little cubs, don't spare my hands."

The attacks on the villages were mostly small scattered tribes.

These people are 100% loyal.

And at this moment there is still money to take.

One by one, their eyes lit up.

The fighting spirit soared.

And the step is long, and it is even faster.

White horse and white clothes.

At dusk, it's like a streamer.

Burn and loot.

The woman brought it back as a toy for please.

Men are cattle and horses.

The old man kills them all.

Everywhere I went, there was no grass.

Huang Rong followed.

The little girl's face turned pale.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes.

She saw it with her own eyes.

A little girl was pressed to the ground, in front of all the villagers, pressed under her by the burly Liao people.

No matter how much you shout, it won't help.

Smack!

Smack!

The sound of hurried horses' hooves.

Like a war drum.

It's also like the call of death.

"What's the situation!".

"There are enemies, all on alert!".

These nomadic soldiers, hearing the sound of horses' hooves, immediately shouted.

If the army of the Great Song Dynasty came here.

They could only give up what they had stolen and hurriedly ran away.

But!

The next second.

They were happy.

"Haha, there are only a few dozen people!".

"Is this preparing to die?".

"Oh oh, you see, their horses! are all good horses!".

"Oh my God, that white one, is that Maxima?".

Immediately, their eyes lit up.

After all, for them nomads.

Horses are the most loyal companions.

Especially the tour leader.

It's even more eye-catching.

If you get a thousand miles, as long as you dedicate it to the khan, you will get a lot of rewards, and even increase the rank and rank.

"Kill them for me!".

With an order.

Four or five hundred people also drew their swords one after another.

Half of the people were separated and surrounded by Bu Changtian and the others.

Poof!

Poof!

There is no suspense at all.

Just a face.

Nearly 100 nomads were beheaded under their horses.

The acquired strong, in the face of these people who are just physically strong.

If you can't kill with one hit, you can eat.

Almost in an instant.

These people, they began to rout.

"Oh my God, these are martial arts masters!".

"Hurry up and run!".

One exclamation after another rang out.

These people, who were still showing off their might a moment ago, are panicking at the moment.

They are good at horseback riding.

If you can't beat it, you can still run.

Invincible.

However.

Their horses are fast!

But!

These sixty people.

All of them are fiery horses.

How can you let them run!

?

Another round of kills.

More than 200 nomadic barbarians.

All dead.

"Damn! Damn!".

"Retreat! retreat!".

The nomadic leader's face changed dramatically.

Directly discard food and villagers.

Leave with people.

However.

The next second.

They saw it.

A white horse, dressed in white.

blocked the way of the people.

Although it was a person.

But there is a kind of mountain-like momentum.

"Overlord Gun!" with a deep voice.

A jet-black spear appeared.

The red mist above, like silk threads, swayed slowly.

Yu Yu!

Boom!

The horses couldn't help but get agitated, as if something terrible had happened.

"Who are you!" the leader's pupils constricted.

I couldn't help but swallow my spit.

With that, he immediately took control of the horse and retreated into the crowd.

"It turns out that you also know that you are afraid!" Bu Changtian's voice was as cold as the cold wind of the Nine Hells.

Spear out.

One man and one horse.

The shadow of a black gun flashed.

One by one, the barbarians were pierced.

All the villagers were stunned.

In their eyes, they are nomadic barbarians like beasts of prey.

At this moment, it is like a weak flock of sheep being wantonly slaughtered.

The white figure was like a god.

"Damn, you're not afraid, offend our Da Liao!" the nomadic leader kept retreating.

The line of defense in my heart is also gradually crumbling.

But.

All that answered him was a cold look and a shot!

"The leader is dead!".

"Hurry up and run away!".

The remaining dozens of barbarians, screaming sharply.

Want to leave.

But.

At this moment, sixty acquired masters were smiling around them.

Murderous intent revealed.

As before, they treated the unarmed villagers.

Less than a pillar of incense, the battle ended.

These Da Liao nomads who ran away with one shot, so that the Great Song Dynasty were very helpless, were easily wiped out.

There were no casualties or accidents.

Yes.

A group of acquired realms have been trained by Mu Guiying.

Horses are also second only to sweat and blood BMW.

Inside and out.

Crushed!

Rolling in all aspects.

Lost the advantage of the horse.

These barbarians are a bunch of unorganized and undisciplined garbage.

The only role is that of tributary beauties.

"Which tribe are you from!" Bu Changtian rode on his horse.

Come to the wounded barbarian leader.

Wide-eyed inquiry.

"I don't know!" the leader was still stubborn, gritting his teeth and not speaking.

Poof!

A bloody hole came out of his body.

Straight to the end of the life.

"Next!" Bu Changtian said in a deep voice.

Wang Qing grinned.

Familiar links.

Kill if you don't say anything.

There are a lot of people anyway.

You say it's cruel?

Jokes!

When these barbarians kill people, they are much more cruel than this.

Be merciful to them.

It is cruel to the dead villagers.