The figure of the cowherd's second son had disappeared. Next to the commons, the villagers' voices became louder and louder. The manager Iverett and police officer Espiel's face were getting worse and worse.

Before they knew it, the villagers turned their heads one after another and looked at the end of the path to the west of the village. In the same direction, Everett also tiptoed again and stretched his neck again and again.

However, after a long time, until the fourth bell rang in the direction of the church, Everett's eyes were almost spitting out flames. The end of the trail to the west of the commons was still empty, whether it was the village oxen, the cowherd Brown, or the eldest son Baker and the second son Green, nothing appeared from beginning to end.

"Damn it! Miscellaneous! Stupid pig! Prisoner! A permanently lowly slave!"

It is obvious that as a top-notch person in the village, even when he scolds, the manager shows a rich vocabulary that is superior to others: "What are these idiots doing?"

"Ratize! Sikal!" Turning to the cowherd's younger brother and the cowherd's closest neighbor, Everlit let out another roar that almost all the villagers could hear clearly: "You two, come and take a look now!"

Also trembling, Latize and Sikal turned around and ran to the west of the village.

Just after taking a few steps, Ivlete's shout came from behind: "If you don't come back, you will never have to come back!"

Hearing the unconcealed rage as the manager roared, the cowherd's younger brother and the cowherd's neighbor obviously paused at the same time. When he took the lead again, his steps obviously accelerated a lot.

Time passed very slowly.

I don’t know when it started, but the drizzle of rain stopped falling, the clouds gradually disappeared, and the sky became brighter again.

The villagers waited until their eyes were sore, their legs were numb and their feet were irritated, and they kept tiptoing. When Everett, who had been stretching his neck, was almost a few points taller. Two small figures finally appeared on the corner to the west of the commons and at the end of the muddy path.

It was Latize and Sikar, the cowherd's younger brother, and the cowherd's closest neighbor. They ran all the way, with great pace, but not very fast, because the two running, their bodies were crooked and their steps were staggering. Even when they were about to pass the holy talisman at the intersection, on the flat road, Latize suddenly fell to the ground and lay on the muddy ground.

Seeing this situation, there was no need for any other prompts. The cowherd's wife, the village manager, and the nervous police officer immediately rushed over quickly. The villagers watching next to him also began to move forward involuntarily.

Before everyone could approach, the cowherd brother running in front of him, Radiz, who was pale and panicked, suddenly fell down again. He had just struggled to get up, but before he could take two steps, his legs weakened again and fell into mud again. Next, Radiz used his hands and feet and staggered, the road was wet and slippery, and with anxiety, Radiz was covered in mud, all over his body, but he still couldn't stand up again steadily.

While struggling, the cowherd's wife, the police officer in the village, the running manager was getting closer and closer. Latize was also getting more and more anxious, and his movements became stronger and stronger. He fell heavily again. The manager running in front had already rushed in front of him. Latize gave up his struggle and raised his head back from the mud. At some point, he was already in tears. Before waiting for the people who were approaching to ask questions, looking at the pale-faced cowherd's wife, Latize burst into tears: "It's over! Ramir, it's over! Ramir, we're over!"

With such screams and wailing, before the cowherd's wife Ramir had time to ask, the face of Manager Iverite instantly turned into exactly the same pale.

Stepping into the dirty mud without any concern and ignoring the mud and water quickly soaking the trousers. Iverite leaned over and grabbed Latize with his hands: "It's over? What's over? What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's over... it's over..." Ratitz did not resist at all, his body shook, and he continued to cry loudly, and turned around like murmuring: "... it's over... it's over..."

"Bastard! Bastard! Stupid pig!" A series of almost angry curses burst out in a manic manner. The next moment, the short manager Everett used his hands and pinched Latize from the mud: "What happened? What's over!"

I don’t know if I finally left Mudshui or my neck was pinched tightly, Latize’s face turned red, and his words finally became clearer: “Brown is finished…Bak is finished…Green is finished…Cow is finished…Cow is finished…Cow is finished…Cow is finished…Cow is finished…Cow is finished!Cow is finished in the village!Cow is finished!”

"What?"

As if a thunderbolt hit, Everett suddenly lost his mind and his hands were unable to let go. The next moment, the short manager suddenly leaned over again and grabbed Latize, who had just fallen to the ground.

"Awesome! It's over!" Ivret grabbed Latize tightly, his face was ferocious, his eyes were blazing fire, and he gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "Go to the bottom! What! Where! Take me! Go! Go!"

"It's over...it's over...it's over..."

Latize's words were clear and could not last long. When Latize shouted at the manager, Latize could no longer respond. The unsightly cowherd brother, his upper body was dragged up by the manager, his lower body fell limply, his mouth opened and closed, and the rest muttered to himself: "It's over...it's over..."

"Prisoner! A permanently lowly slave!"

He threw Latize into the mud with resentment. Manager Everett shook his head suddenly, his eyes blazing fire, and his eyes were fiercely staring at the cowherd neighbor who was also pale and trembling at this moment: "Go to the bottom! Yes! What! Place! Take me! Go! Go! Go! Go!"

"This...this...this...side..."

The cowherd's neighbor, Shikal, had just stretched out his right hand and pointed to the west of the village. Ivleit had already grabbed Shikal's shoulder hard, dragging the poor guy, and rushed out quickly.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of village policeman Espiel also disappeared from the corner of the trail.

The manager and the police officer left at the same time. The oxen in the village was absent from the summer service and was thrown next to the commons. The villagers talked a lot, not knowing what to do. Several families that were usually close to the cowherd's house came to the cowherd's wife and Latize in a panic look. Not long after, the villagers saw the shock and confusion that could not be concealed from the faces of these people.

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More than ten minutes later, police officer Aipil ran back to the commons, summoned dozens of strong villagers, led these villagers, and hurried to the west of the village.

Next to the hillside, Everett, who had no blood on his face, staggered and fell to the center of the village, in the direction of his own house.

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Half an hour later.

The sender from the village rode the mount in charge of the business, and the only thin horse in the village quickly passed by everyone's eyes, and ran quickly towards the direction of the lord's castle at a speed that the villagers had never seen before.

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One hour later.

There was a hustle and bustle next to the commons.

From the west of the village to the big trees next to the road, the shrubs, weeds, mud and blood were everywhere along the way.

On both sides of the path, more than thirty scarred oxen were restless and moaned from time to time. Next to these oxen, hundreds of family members of the oxen were densely packed with oxen and all the family members were urging louder curses and scoldings.

The injury was even worse and could no longer move. Five or six oxen, carried back from dozens of strong villagers panting, were placed flat in the haystacks that were moved in a hurry, twitching and heavy breathing. Every time the ox twitched or gasped, it would cause dozens of villagers next to him to cry in pain, and the miserable crying sounds even more sad.

A little further apart, three men collapsed weakly in the mud.

On the far left is Brown, with a rattan strap in his neck. When he fell, he was blocked by short stones and thorns. He was eventually trampled by nearly ten cows' hooves, and half of his body was covered in blood;

In the middle is Baker, who kicked away the branches of the road at will, and suddenly fell from the top of his head, unable to avoid being able to hit his shoulder, and his right arm was weirdly twisted;

On the far right is Green. He walked over the hillside and stepped on a series of leaves. Suddenly he fell down and grabbed a handful of mud. He fell to the valley for no reason, and the left leg showed his bones;

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Two hours later.

The commons are much more purified.

The more than thirty oxen who were able to walk around had already returned to their respective families. The five or six oxen who were seriously injured and could not move on their own were also carried by the villagers onto wooden carts and sent back to their respective wooden houses.

After a hurry back, Ivleit, the manager who had hurry to arrange everything, was still staggering and his body was shaking.

They rushed back to the plowing ox, carried away the plowing ox, and took care of the plowing ox, and there were less than half of the remaining villagers next to the commons.

The summer ploughing finally began on that day. The last dozen intact oxen were gathered, and three large plow trucks were put on. More than a dozen handlebars and plough handles were taken care of one, and walked carefully in front.

The villagers are less than half of their normal work, so naturally the villagers are very relaxed, but no one will feel happy. All the villagers who stayed are powerless and slowly wave the tools in their hands absent-mindedly.

Next to the commons, the manager Everett and the police officer Espiel had no intention of accusing him of being almost blatantly lazy and perfunctory. From time to time, he looked towards the direction of the village, occasionally passing through the mud, and only Ramir was silently smudged around him. No one paid attention to him. When the three cowherds who were still sank weakly, their eyes would burst out with endless anger and deep ferocity like the villagers who remained.

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Five hours later.

It was approaching evening, and the sky was already dark, and it was already the end of the summer service. However, beside the commons, his lips were chapped, and his fists had made countless white seals, but he did not make any sound.

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Six and a half hours later.

The sky was almost completely dark, and it had been a long time since the end of the Xia Dynasty. The villagers who had already stopped farming and the police officers who had no reaction to it suddenly heard a series of rapid sounds of horse hooves at the same time.

To the east of the village, in the direction leading to the lord castle, four tall black shadows rushed through a corner, and the sound of horse hooves suddenly became louder, and the image of the black shadow became clearer and clearer, quickly passing through the shadows of several big trees. Above the four tall horses, the ashen-faced farmer, with three followers, entered the eyes of the villagers.
Chapter completed!