...

"Crack..."

"Bang~"

"Puff~"

In a dense forest of the Black Bear Tribe, a thunderous roar sounded, and a sharp three-edged arrow accurately hit the Lingding man passing by a rider outside the forest.

“Uh~”

As soon as the alien was stretched out his arms and raised it over his head, the three-edged arrow hit his ribs under his armpits accurately. He moaned so hard that he let out a shrill moan, and fell off his horse's back weakly, feeling the coldness brought by the colic.

The person who shot this arrow was Dahan, a member of the Wu tribe, who was a sharpshooter under Nie Pan. Since the battle between Hebei and northern Hebei was in the chaos at Yuyang Pass, he has been highly valued by Nie Pan after shooting a bunch of Hulan archers on the arrow tower.

“Up~”

Seeing that Ling Ding was shot over, a man of twenty-seven or eight years old made a move, and more than a dozen people rushed out of the woods with him and headed straight for the Ling Ding Ding.

After arriving at Lingding, the others immediately led the horse, but the man rushed to the injured man, lifted him up, pulled out the dagger from his waist and pressed it against his neck, showing a fierce look.

"Speak, where is the Black Bear Tribe and how many people are there? I will give you a pleasure when I say it. If I don't say it, I will let you see the third master's method, and I will make sure you regret coming to this world!"

Intimidation from the man, the injured Lingding man just opened his mouth and tried his best to keep his arms raising posture to prevent his hands from touching the arrow under his armpits, causing greater pain.

"Don't say it? It seems that you don't put my words in your ears!"

The man showed a cruel smile and inserted the dagger into the soil. The next moment, he held the arrow shaft under Ling Dingren's armpit with his hand and twisted it hard...

“Ah~ Uh~”

The severe colic made Ling Dingren scream and struggle, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was covered by the man's other palm, and could only feel the pain of inhuman treatment from his eyes that were angrily ill.

"Say~~"

The man's face was ferocious, and his cheeks kept twisting the arrow shaft because of excitement, completely ignoring the feelings of the Lingding man.

"Um...um..."

Ling Ding's legs were struggling desperately, and his eyes began to turn white. The man's palm covering his mouth had even layers of dark red blood flowing down his fingers.

"Click~"

There was a brittle sound of wood cracking. Because the man used too much force, he broke the arrow shaft. The Lingding man also stopped struggling at this time. The focus in his pupils instantly scattered and there was no movement.

"Long A, calm down..."

A companion hurriedly pulled the man away from the Hu man, and two more went to check the body of the Lingding man. After exploring the pulse of the neck, they both shook their heads and sighed softly.

"Die, find a place to bury it..."

Confirm that Ling Ding's man had died of anger, Shi Chang, who was exploring his life, patted his companions on the shoulders, gave an order, and then came to the man, took out a handful of tobacco from the marching bag he carried with him and handed it to him.

The man gasped. After taking the tobacco, he took out the pipe from his bag, filled the tobacco pot, took out the fire and took it and took it for a few breaths. Only then did his mood slowly calm down.

"Captain A, how many times have you advised you to calm down. You will drive yourself crazy like this..." Shi Chang sat next to the man and said to the man with a pipe in his mouth, "Brothers, you know you have resentment in your heart, but it has been so long. I don't know whether your wife is alive or not..."

Hearing this, the man took a deep breath of cigarettes, spit out a smoke ring, and said in a deep tone: "I want to see people alive, and I want to see corpses when I die. It was because of my incompetence that the Hu people went south to kill my family and my family were destroyed. My children and my old father died tragically.

My poor Xiu'er was also taken away by the Hu people. Her whereabouts are still unknown. I will find his trace no matter what. If I am still alive, I will return the debt I owe to her ten or a hundred times.

If I die... I... I will find his body and take her back to my hometown for a lifetime and bury..."

This man is Luo San. When the Hulan people robbed Wulai Town, his wife Xiu'er was captured by the Hu people. His son and old father died tragically at the hands of the Hu people, and his daughter starved to death. It can be said that the family was destroyed. Because Luo San worked for wealthy families in Yuanzhou City, he escaped the disaster.

During his time as a bandit, he met Liu Ce, who had just become the prefect of Hanling, and became a prisoner during a journey to clear the bandits, but he also changed his life trajectory. After a bloody battle with the Hu people, he became a member of the Jingwei Camp and was promoted to Chief of Arc. At present, Nie Pan's troops were serving in the end of Fengchou.

Luo San is deeply versed in the Hu people. As long as the Hu people fall into his hands, they will basically die in extreme pain. In the past few years, there have been as many as hundreds of Hu people who died under Luo San's torture and forced confession, and they are just cold-faced King of Hell.

Moreover, every time his troops took action against the Hu people, he would volunteer first just to find the trace of his wife when he was dealing with the Hu tribe.

With this slim hope in hand, Luo San has been working until now. Although he has secretly fallen in love with a widow who is four years younger than him and whose husband is also killed by the Hu people, he can't let go of Xiu'er in his heart and dare not confess his love to her openly.

"Captain Jia, everyone knows everything about you and Miss He Shan. Since you don't dislike her being ruined by the Hu people, just marry her. It's almost five years, can't you let it go? You two are both miserable people..." Shi Chang advised Luo San with a cigarette.

"I can't let go of my heart if I don't find Xiu'er's whereabouts..." Luo San put down his pipe and sighed, "Let's talk about it when the dust settles..."

"Hada..."

At this moment, another sound of horse hooves came slowly from far to near.

"hidden……"

Luo San quickly extinguished the flames in his pipe, called softly, and then turned over and hid in a deep pit with his partner.

"Haha~~"

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. Luo San tightly held the ring-headed knife out of the sheath, intending to take action when the sound of horse hooves approached a little longer.

"Swish~"

"Puff~"

"Well~~"

At this moment, Dahan in the dense forest shot another arrow and hit the horse's head directly. With a long roar of the war horse, he pushed his companions on the horse's back to the ground at the same time...

“Up~”

Luo San gave the order, and more than a dozen people rushed up at the same time and surrounded the fallen Lingding man.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the people around him with malicious intentions, the man who fell and fell showed an extremely frightened expression on his face, and he kept spitting out Huyu.

"One chance, how many people in the Black Bear Tribe are, where is the location. Just be honest if you want to survive..." Luo San put the ring-headed knife on Ling Dingren's neck and said viciously.

Ling Ding Ren felt the chill coming from his neck, swallowed his saliva, widened his eyes and shook his head.

"Puff~"

“Ah~ Uh~”

The next moment, the tip of the ring-headed knife directly pierced the palm of the Lingding man. While he shouted, Shi Chang immediately stuffed his mouth with a rag.

"It's hard to use it for me..."

Luo San said to Ling Ding Ren with a very ferocious expression, and took the opportunity to pull out the tip of the knife that pierced his palm again. The veins on Ling Ding's forehead swelled up, and a terrifying scream came out from his throat. Unfortunately, they were all blocked by the rags in their mouths. They wanted to struggle, but their bodies were controlled by the other two soldiers, which was extremely painful.

"Now, are you talking or not?"

Luo San slid the tip of the ring-headed knife towards the other palm of Ling Dingren and threatened cruelly.

"Um...um...um..."

Faced with Luo San's threat, the Lingding man finally surrendered and nodded to him repeatedly, expressing his willingness to cooperate.

Luo San winked at Shi Chang, and immediately took off the rag from his mouth.

Ling Dingren gasped for two times, endured the severe pain in his palm and slowly spoke: "I said, everyone said that this place is forty miles northwest, and it is our Black Bear Tribe.

In the tribe, there are five thousand tribesmen, three thousand slaves, and two thousand string control men. Most of the slaves are women, some are from the Central Plains, and some are from other tribes..."

Luo San heard this, pondered for a moment, and asked again: "What you said is true? Didn't you lie to me?"

Ling Ding nodded: "Everything I said is true, can you let me go?"

"Of course..."

"Puchi~"

Luo San paced back and forth for a while, suddenly his face turned cold. After muttering, the knife clenched Ling Ding's neck.

But after seeing a pool of splattered blood spread out, the corpse fell heavily.

Putting away the sword in the ring, Luo San ordered Shi Chang: "Go back and report to Mr. Nie Qian. There is a tribe of Lingding forty miles northwest. I will send someone to check whether the information is true. A mark will be left along the way. Then you will follow."

After saying that, Luo San returned to the dense forest, led his fast horse, and galloped northwest with ten companions.

...

In the Black Bear Tribe, the familiar Central Plains woman hung her cleaned cloth socks on a hanging rope, then came to a steaming porcelain pot, opened the lid and stirred the wild vegetable soup with cheese mixed in it for a few times. After confirming that there was no other problem, she re-covered the lid.

"Grandma..."

A call sounded behind the woman in the Central Plains, and a three-year-old alien girl was seen looking at her with two lines of snot and looking forward to her.

Seeing this, the woman in the Central Plains stepped forward and squatted down and smiled at her: "Be good at Yag, bear it again, and you will be able to have a meal when your father comes back..."

The girl was very sensible. She nodded at the woman in the Central Plains, pointed to Wu Qing on her neck and said, "Did Dad beat Mom again? Did Ya Ge make Dad angry because of disobedience?"

The woman in the Central Plains smiled and shook her head, saying to her: "Don't think too much, your father loves your mother very much, go and take care of your brother quickly, don't wait until he wakes up and can't find someone and cry again..."

"Um……"

Jag responded, turned around obediently and walked into the tent.

Watching his daughter leave, the woman in the Central Plains touched her neck and recalled the rudeness that her husband had indescribable to him in the tent. She just shook her head helplessly and chuckled. There was no trace of hatred in her eyes and she continued to work hard.

She threw pieces of cow dung onto the surrounding fire, and after confirming that the fire was getting stronger, she began to rush to squeeze the horse's milk again.

Here, she seems to have a job that she can never finish, but she has become accustomed to it over the years and has no complaints about it.

"Himmer~"

At this moment, his husband, the ugly and short-sized man, came to the tent drunk with a drunken burp.

The woman in the Central Plains immediately stood up and went up to help him get in, her face full of care.

"hey-hey……"
Chapter completed!