The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Yan Yu went home first to get the jerky.

The spirit snake jerky was mixed with ordinary jerky and distributed to the uncles in the door panel team.

Whichever you get counts, it all depends on luck, and it can be regarded as fair in a sense.

Uncle Qi and Uncle Qi are naturally treated differently.

Five yuan per person is enough to feed them.

Uncle Hu and Uncle Hu also have it. They shoot arrows continuously without losing their accuracy, and keep their concentration high, which is also very tiring.

The battle is not over yet, they urgently need to replenish their strength to deal with the remaining enemies.

The battle for the North Arrow Tower has begun.

Yan Yu was biting the jerky and chewing, while rushing over there quickly.

...

When Bei Rong saw the tall figure guarding the gate of the arrow tower at the foot of the mountain, which was exactly the same as the two brave men before, his heart was broken and hesitant.

Li Xuemei did not give them a chance to react.

Raise your hand and shoot.

Half of the arrows with iron arrowheads captured by Xiao'an Village from Beirong belonged to her.

Yan Yu's idea at the time was that the North Arrow Tower was the last line of defense in the village. If they really couldn't stop them, the people here could retreat to the mountains at any time.

There are many wild animals in the mountains, especially at night, when large animals are active. I really met them. Bamboo arrows can't shoot through their fur. Iron arrows are sharp!

Even beasts can't stand it, let alone Bei Rong.

Li Xuemei's iron crossbow is more powerful and has a longer range, almost one arrow at a time.

Aunt Rong was beside her helping her pass the arrow.

Li Xuemei does not rely on accuracy or experience in archery, but relies on her powerful intuition that has been in charge of the classroom for nearly thirty years.

When she saw a person moving, she would keenly predict his next move, and subconsciously raised her hand to shoot an arrow.

Archery is not frequent, and has its own unique rhythm, but the shooting is smoother and smoother!

A group of younger children, Big Gouzi and Little Gouzi, did not panic at all, holding the bamboo crossbow steadily, shooting arrow after arrow.

More often it will shoot empty, but it can also play a role in harassing Bei Rong.

Qi Da's door was as immovable as a mountain, so no one could get past him, keeping the entrance airtight.

Bei Rong couldn't take it anymore, so he carried it hard and fled into the mountains.

When Yan Yu came after him, he saw Rushan's back disappearing into the darkness.

She stood where she was, looked up and saw that her mother was safe and sound, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Enter the mountain, chase!"

Yan Yu thought clearly that he couldn't let the tiger go back to the mountain at this time.

If Bei Rong returned over the mountain, it would be equivalent to walking the mountain road leading to Xiao'an Village.

This would be a huge security risk.

It must be killed at this moment!

"Xiao Er!" Li Xuemei called to stop her, the mother and daughter looked at each other, she knew that her daughter had made up her mind, and she couldn't stop it.

"Bring the iron crossbow!" As a mother, she can only do her best to help her daughter and not hold her back.

Nanny Rong quickly descended from the tower, and handed over the iron crossbow and a basket of arrows to Yan Yu.

Yan Yu took it over and easily put the basket on her back.

Hand over the blood-stained iron-clad wooden stick to Uncle Qi.

Qi Wu didn't dislike it at all, took it with a silly smile, waved it twice, whistling with the wind, he didn't care about the bloody smell, he was not satisfied.

After weighing the iron crossbow, Yan Yu raised her small face and pulled out a smile that she thought was the cutest.

"Mother, let's go back quickly, don't worry!"

She paused, glanced at the corpses on the ground, and said to Uncle Qi: "Uncle Qi, don't forget to mend them."

Qi Dazhong nodded, picked up the knives on the ground, and stabbed them one by one...

"Little two!"

Yan Yu was stopped by Da Tie again.

"Those horses and our village's livestock were all tied up on the mountain before. I'll go with you."

"good!"

...

Beirong lives on the grasslands, and it is instinctive to look at the stars to identify the direction, so they are not easy to get lost.

But in the mountains, the dense trees blocked the sky, and the starry sky they saw was only a corner of their heads. They could only rely on the direction when they entered the mountain, and tried their best not to deviate.

But things are not as simple as they thought.

So right now, they are not heading towards their hometown, but heading east all the way towards the river.

Luo San asked Yan Yu curiously, how did she track Beirong? How to catch one right?

Yan Yu pointed to his nose without blushing at all, and gave a very strong reason: "By the nose, someone was injured, and it smells like blood."

Luo San suddenly realized, took a deep breath and smelled it.

Sure enough, there was a faint smell of blood, but he couldn't tell which direction it was going.

Yan Yu tried her best not to laugh.

Hold on, hold on.

The bloody smell of ghosts, please smell them, is it all over their bodies...

Of course she relies on cats!

The cat is in the back basket behind her, and her two little paws are the guiding lights, looking for Beirong's navigation...

This is the last few Beirongs. They have killed several groups and their bodies have been carried back.

The number of tracking teams is gradually decreasing, but it is becoming more and more streamlined, and the rest are the real warriors of Xiao'an Village.

Hu Da's eyes were fixed, and he drew his bowstring.

Hu Er also noticed it, and when he patted the big tree next to him, Qi Wu consciously raised his thigh to lend him strength.

Hu Er climbed the tree slowly, slipping faster than a monkey...

After occupying the high position, Hu Da shot an arrow first, followed by Yan Yu, and finally Hu Er.

These three people almost contracted all the heads who escaped from Beirong.

Luo San's eyes were greedy, and he tightly grasped the knife in his hand, ready to strike.

With her dexterous figure and precise pointing of the cat, Yan Yu continued to add bricks and tiles to the small treasury.

The cat suddenly meowed and ran around in the basket very restlessly, scratching constantly with its paws.

Yan Yu's arrow missed, but fortunately Uncle Hu made up for it.

The last Beirong...

Finally solved.

She knew that it was Maomao who was warning that someone with a weapon was approaching the village!

Is it reinforcements or Beirong?

Yan Yu spoke quickly: "Uncles, this should be the last one. There are probably only so many of them who ran into the mountain. After killing these hundreds of people, I don't know if there are any more. Let's go back."

Everyone disagreed, carried Bei Rong's body on their shoulders, and went down the mountain in the direction Yan Yu pointed.

They have already learned about the second child of the Yan family, and their sense of direction is not so good, and they can walk smoothly in the mountains at night.

Yan Yu led them down from the mountain on this side of the river.

A group of people returned home like an arrow, and their footsteps were fast.

When Yan Yu saw the flames rising from the river, it seemed like Yan Yu had been splashed with cold water.

"That's the Great Stone Bridge..." She murmured to herself: "If it's reinforcements, it won't burn the bridge, only Beirong, it's only Beirong, these damn... bastards!"

Qi Si and Qi Wu reacted slowly, and it took a while to figure out that it was Bei Rong who set fire to the Dashi Bridge.

The bridge may not be able to burn out, but the reinforcements on the other side will definitely be hindered and unable to cross...

The two brothers were gasping for breath.

"Xiao Er, what should we do?" Qi Wuweng asked in a tone of voice.

With a pale face, Yan Yu said anxiously: "Go back to the village quickly, and prevent Bei Rong from coming..."

Join the group of dead ghosts from before!

I hope it's not what she thought!

Fighting is about climax~

Yes, it’s not over yet, but it’s coming soon. After Huju finishes writing, this long story will come to an end~

Zhai Zhai is still not cruel enough, and did not write about the cruelty of war~o(╥﹏╥)o~There are no dead people in Xiaoan Village~ Well, I can only say that let’s have a good time and don’t get too entangled in other things~

It will probably be more exciting in the future, right? Zhai Zhai will try his best~

About Bei Rong's brain: it must have a brain, otherwise how could it harm Guanzhou for so many years, I think this series is basic practice, as a nomadic people, they don't farm land, they live entirely by grazing and hunting, nothing How to fill their stomachs with their brains, they rob food every year, so they have to think hard about Guanzhou~

The typo is still changed first and then changed~