These two maids who were his favorite lovely people, and they once wanted to put them in the room as concubines at the right time. But now there is no chance. Wei Ji's heart was bleeding, but he still gritted his teeth, closed the door heavily, and dropped the big lock that had been prepared long ago.

"Katha"

It was just a light sound, but it was like hearing a death-hunting order. All the maids locked in the room woke up in fear of being burned alive, and pushed the door and shouted loudly.

"Master, you kill us first! Kill me! I don't want to be burned to death!"

Those once very familiar faces were either beautiful, pure, delicate, or tender. But at this moment, they were crying without exception. The heart-wrenching cry when facing death made their cheeks flush.

The increasingly intense smoke made them cough violently. Wei Ji, who had made up his mind to ask for their request, just looked at each other coldly for a moment, remembering all the people they had been close to in their eyes and in their hearts.

Then he turned to Mrs. Wei, who was still calm as usual, and said, "Madam, take the children into the house! Let's go on the road together!"

Mrs. Wei looked at her husband deeply for the last time. She nodded silently without saying anything. Holding her son who had just turned one year old, she took the lead in walking into the main hall of the main house without hesitation. There was the destination of the direct bloodline of the Wei family.

Everyone can see that it was the last moment, and Mrs. Wei naturally unconditionally supported her man’s decision.

Looking at his blood and flesh coldly, his wife and daughters also entered the room. Wei Ji put the pile of firewood that had been prepared and poured on tinder oil and spread it in front of two doors. He casually threw the ignited fire in his hand.

The fierce flames rose up instantly, but completely blocked the way for Wei Ji to enter the door. Wei Ji was slightly stunned, but immediately became indifferent. Is a person who has made up his will to die, still afraid that this little flame will block the way for him to reunite with his family?

Looking at his family waiting for him in the main hall, Wei Ji turned around and shouted at the Hun cavalry who had already rushed into the backyard: "It's a pity that I have never inherited the ambition of my ancestors. Going north to the desert and kill all you barbarians! What a pity! It's a pity! It's a pity! It's a pity! It's a pity!

If there is still a next life, I, Wei Ji, vowed to kill you, the Hu tribe, for no more. Hey! Haha, I understand. I finally understand!"

At this moment, Wei Ji, who was passionate, finally thought about why the Wei family suffered such a disaster today. Did the ancestors of his Wei family kill few Hun cavalry in the desert?

Wei Ji, who seemed to be a little crazy, laughed comfortably and turned around and walked towards the flames that had completely swallowed the door. He wanted to tell his family what he understood. Before he died, he should also make his family feel more comfortable and happy.

Just as Wei Ji was about to step into the fire, several black lights flew over. With a continuous stream of light sounds, they accurately shot Wei Ji's legs, and an arrow shot directly into Wei Ji's legs.

The intense and severe pain made Wei Ji's feet soft. The extremely burning tongue of flames in front of him brushed across his face, and immediately burned the hair on his head clean.

Subconsciously tilted his head to avoid the fire, causing Wei Ji, who was weak under his feet to fall, immediately turned backwards and fell down.

"Ah!" Wei Ji let out an extraordinary shrill scream. Compared to the severe pain between his legs and his head and face, he was getting further and further away from his family in the fire. This is the pain that Wei Ji could not bear.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and as soon as his upper body hit the ground, Wei Ji turned over and crawled into the flames regardless of the severe pain in his body. He said that he would be with his family forever and die together. As a man who heads the Wei family, how could he break his promise?

But before he could climb out two steps, the lasso that had already rushed to the hands of the Hun cavalry near him was thrown out, and it was accurately placed on his neck. An irresistible force came, causing Wei Ji, whose neck was tightened, to faint on the spot.

"Catch the head of the Wei family! I have caught the head of the Wei family!"

The Hun cavalry immediately screamed proudly, but no one wanted to put out the fire when the strong flames rose in the main house.

"Woooo!" Unable to say a word by the rope, Wei Ji struggled desperately and raised his head. Finally, he saw that he was being tied behind a tall war horse and dragged out of the yard. Behind him was a string of blood flowing from the wound.

Wei Ji finally turned his head powerlessly and looked at the main house that was quickly swallowed by the flames. Looking at his family who were getting farther and farther away, his heart seemed to be cracked, and tears that had never shed in adulthood blurred his eyes.

At this moment, his torn heart was crazy about killing people, but the sword in his hand had fallen to nowhere before it fell. The blood that was constantly losing its body and the tighter noose between his neck gradually disappeared.

Wei Ji, who felt more and more death was approaching, felt a hint of relief: "Die! If you die, you can be with your family. Although you didn't die with everyone, it was only half a step late. This is not considered breaking your promise!"

The dragging and striking nearly a hundred meters from the backyard to the front door, the friction and bumps along the way made Wei Ji's injuries worse and worse. Wei Ji, who gradually fell into a coma, finally completely lost consciousness.

Wei Ji, who had fainted, was already covered in bruises when he was dragged to Galmud. As the horse stopped, Wei Ji's body, which was still sliding on the ground, hit the base of the screen wall when he entered the door.

The cavalry reported the situation before the backyard, and Galmu was stunned: "What did you say? This guy is the only one left in the Wei family! He set fire to the whole family to death? This is a problem! How can I explain to King Zuo Xian!"

The whip in Galmu, who was a little angry, hit the head and faced with a look at the cavalry that captured Wei Ji, and happily came to lead the rewarded cavalry to take it away. When he thought, catching the head of the Wei family would be considered a great achievement.

However, Galmu was beaten and scolded: "Bastard, bastard, you bastards are the bastards you bastards! Is it so difficult to ask you to catch some girls? Bastards, you are just a bunch of waste!"

The beaten Hun cavalry was caught off guard and was hit several times. They were stunned at first but immediately became extremely angry. They had to fight without rewarding their merits. There was still such a reason in the world. They immediately threw away the rope that tied people in their hands and held the sword at their waists.

The guards responsible for protecting Galmud immediately surrounded the Hun cavalry, looking at the Huns. They also held the hilts in their hands. As long as the other party draws their swords, this is a bloody battle.

As a temporary commander, Galmud reacted quite quickly, and with the protection of the guards, he was not afraid of a soldier.

After venting two whips, he shouted without caring: "Come here, take the head of the Wei family to meet Zuo Xianwang. The rest of them searched carefully. As long as they are living Wei family, especially women, they must not be spared!"

The gate of the prefect's mansion was finally knocked open by a heavy big wood. Liu Bao, who had been gloomy for a long time, finally had a smile on his face. Just when he was about to order the prefect Wang Yi, several war horses ran towards him in the distance.

On the first horse, there was Wei Ji who was unconscious like a bundle of rotten straw. When he heard that the Wei family women who were bound to win were cremated into ashes by the half-dead Wei Ji in front of him, Liu Bao almost cut Wei Ji in half with a knife.

After being dissuaded by the guards, Liu Bao cursed: "Galmu is a waste who has missed my big affairs. He is really a waste of my mother! I will give me a good look at the head of the Wei family! The others follow me to kill and kill all the people in the prefect's mansion who dare to resist!

Whether it is a woman or a property, whoever grabs it will belong to you! There is no need to hand over it!"

Everyone in the prefect's mansion who had just been captured unfortunately became the scapegoat for the Wei family and Galmud.

When the cavalry of the Jiangnan Army entered unstoppable through the four empty city gates, all the men in the prefect's mansion had fallen into a pool of blood. Both sides who were red-eyed and had no reason.

In the end, even if someone wanted to surrender, he fell into his bloodshot eyes and was also regarded as a person who was still resisting, and his head was cut off. Wang Yi, the prefect, had died at some point in front of the gate of the prefect's main house.

Wang Yi was dying with his eyes open, and a carved feathered arrow was inserted on his forehead. Maybe he walked out of the door before to discuss a condition for a ceasefire with the Huns. Maybe he had other intentions, but in short, no one would listen to what he, the dead man, said again.

The Hun cavalry, who were busy looting and scattered and chaotic, had no room for resistance under the short spears flying in clusters. Many Huns were still crawling on the Han women and were cut off their heads.

Liu Bao, who was taking people to kill in the prefect's mansion, suddenly saw a guard guarding outside the door and rushed in.

He called out from afar: "Zuo Xianwang! No! Han people, Han people have reinforcements! The brothers outside have never come back. It seems that the brothers who scattered them and harvested food are all in danger!"

Liu Bao's face suddenly changed: "Fuck! Shut up, there are more than 2,000 elite troops in our army outside in the city. They are destroyed without any resistance? Don't talk nonsense and shake our morale! People come, send orders to withdraw the troops!"

Although he felt that there was no way for a large number of Han soldiers to come to support him, the cautious Liu Bao still ordered the withdrawal of troops. He killed all the soldiers who should be killed, and also robbed all the ones who should be robbed, and did a lot of things he should be done.

Even if there were no such gains from the Prefect's Mansion, Liu Bao had already made a fortune by leading the troops out this time. It was time to withdraw his troops!

However, the Jiangnan army, which came from all directions, was extremely fast. Before the satisfied Liu Bao's team could assemble. A fierce and heavy sound of horse hooves had already rushed to the door of the prefect who had opened the hole with the momentum of crushing everything.

A few slight sounds of swords and guns, and a few extremely short screams, made Liu Bao's heart sink.

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