Chapter 184

The question of saving Private Lin Shaoyu is already there, but when he lifts the pen, no one can answer it.

This time it is more difficult than saving Lin Chong, saving Lin Chong is that the enemy does not know his importance, and for Lin Shaoyu, the enemy must take strict care. If you want to repeat the old tricks, I am afraid that you can't, even if you can really capture one of the other party's generals, the other party may not agree to exchange Lin Shaoyu.

There were a lot of ideas, but none of them had much chance of success. After doing the math, it seems that there is only a white-knuckle battle to the point of grabbing it. But if it is really a white-knuckle battle, how many chances does it have against the strong Rong clan.

Lin Shaoyu was tied under the head of the city, and they only got together for six hundred steps, but these six hundred steps were a distance that was difficult to cross. Watching him bask in the sun every day, watching him being abused under Mencius's cloud knife is a great torture for anyone in the cottage.

Meng Ziyun!

Cheng Da Thunder's teeth are about to be broken, if he catches this thief, he will definitely chop it up and feed it to the pigs.

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The Rong battalion.

Red Eyebrow's illness has been cured, perhaps because Jin Wendao stimulated his fighting spirit, so that his illness was cured without medicine.

Walking in the camp this time, it is naturally different from the previous feeling. I used to be the supreme commander here, and walking here was to patrol my territory, but today I have a feeling of being under the fence.

He saw Födler.

Fowler was much more emaciated than before, and his eyes were like those of a hungry dog.

"Give me your woman, and I'll give you a cow. ”

"Fodder let your woman stay with me all night and get you a knife to change. ”

Whenever someone passed by Födler's tent and said these words, all they got was a vicious look from Födler.

Everyone in the camp knew that Fudler had seven beautiful women, but they were locked in a tent like treasures, and no one could touch them, even if they wanted to peek at them.

A real man on the steppe can have many women, and he is not like the empire, where he has a wife and concubine. In their eyes, women are similar to cattle and sheep, and they can be given and exchanged for each other.

"Our brothers have a good drink, come on, come on, I'll let my wife accompany you tonight."

Such conversations have not happened unheard of in the Rong people, and it can even be said that they happen often.

In such an environment, what Föedler did was ...... Not enough friends.

Muk walked over to the tent and grinned in a smile that a man would understand.

"I heard that you have seven women, can you stand your small body, let me have one?"

Fudeler raised his head and clenched his knife into Muk's lower abdomen.

"Wow, so wild!"

Mu Ke is the general under King Wenwen, he just didn't expect Fudler to sword without saying a word, but this kind of knife technique naturally can't hurt him.

He immediately grabbed Fudeler's wrist and lifted him up.

"I am the prince of the Northern Barbarian King, what crime should you be guilty of if you commit the following crimes!"

"The men of the prairie only respect the true warriors, but not any prince, a child who can't even hold a knife tightly, what kind of man is it. ”

Muck put Faldeler down, or smashed it down, only to bruise his nose and swollen face.

As soon as he got up, Fudler rushed towards Muck again, but was easily knocked down, and then rushed over again, and was knocked down again.

Eventually, Muck suddenly grabbed Foldler's neck, leaving him red.

"Don't offend me again, it's not for your identity, I'll kill you directly. ”

Tong!

Foddler was slammed to the ground, and he watched as Muck swaggered out of the tent, but he no longer had the strength to get up. He looked at Red Eyebrow with pleading eyes, at least Red Eyebrow still regarded him as a younger brother, and in the eyes of the other princes, he did not exist at all.

The bare eyebrows turned his back.

The light in Fordler's eyes dimmed, and he struggled to get to his feet, but there was a heart-piercing pain in his arm. The blow just now dislocated his arm.

He really didn't have much strength left, and he could only hear the screams of women and the laughter of men coming from inside the tent.

Everyone naturally knew what was going on inside the tent, and someone muttered a lewd smile on their faces.

"I am Fordler, I am your master"

"Remember my name, and I will protect you from this day forward"

"With Fordler, no one can snatch you away, and no one can hurt you."

What a loud rhetoric, and how naïve. But it turned out that he couldn't protect anything, so he could only fall to the ground like a dead dog, listening to the nasty laughter.

How pathetic.

After a long time, Mu Ke came out of the tent with a satisfied smile on his face. He glanced at Fodder on the ground and said with a smile, "Your hands are too heavy, kill one, but I don't think you will care." ”

Fowler didn't react, and at this moment his soul seemed to be pierced by a shot.

Mu Ke passed by Chimei's side: "Ninth Prince, call you to go." ”

Call...... What a meaningful word. Red Eyebrows sneered and stepped into the big tent where Jin asked.

"Are you cured?" Kim asked.

"It's fine, just get some sleep. ”

"It's no big deal...... Mean, you're ready to go into battle?" Kim asked after a pause, "Would you like to be a pioneer?"

"Siege?"

Jin asked and nodded: "If the other party doesn't surrender, I have no choice but to attack." ”

"How sure you are, the other party is not simple. ”

"It's not simple, but it also depends on who it is, for you, brother, it's naturally not simple. For me, if you say that you will break the city in three days, you will break the city in three days. Jin asked, looking into the red eyebrows: "A day, an hour, a quarter of an hour doesn't count." ”

"When will the city be attacked?"

"Tomorrow afternoon. ”

Before the war, the Rong clan sharpened their knives, and in the toad village, Cheng Dalei naturally would not be idle.

But on this night, a small incident happened in the Rong camp.

With a knife in hand, Fudler walked into his tent, and by the moonlight he could see six women huddled together, and a ...... Now it turned into a corpse lying on the ground, emitting a disgusting smell of blood.

The dead are dead, and there is no sparkle in the eyes of the living, only the numbness of resignation and the fear that goes deep into the marrow.

Fudler bowed deeply to them.

"I'm sorry. ”

The women didn't know what he was doing, but through these days of getting along, they knew that this man, or boy, was not as scary as the other Rong tribes.

"Don't be upset......"

It seems that some kind of motherhood in the marrow of a woman plays a role, and a woman reaches out to caress his face.

Fudeler raised his knife and plunged it into her chest, bright red blood gushing out.

Every time he killed someone, he said sorry, and neither the blood nor the screams of the women could move the expression on his face in any way. He just kills cleanly, and then apologizes cleanly.

Sometimes, if you don't have the strength to protect what you want to protect, whether to destroy it or not is also a choice.