It’s not easy to be recommended on the whole site... Fifteen decided to cheer up again and update it twice a day this week to repay the brothers. The first update is at noon, and there is another update in the evening.

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"Brother!" Liu Da staggered over and hugged Liu Er regardless of the blood, sobbing, "Big brother always listens to you, why can't you listen to big brother just once?"

Liu Er reluctantly raised his eyelids and squeezed out the last words from his mouth that was bleeding continuously: "Big...brother...I don't have to be...a lonely ghost in a foreign land..." A pair of black withered eyes

His hands dug deeply into the soil, gradually loosened them, and remained motionless.

"Brother, brother..." Liu Da burst into tears and almost fainted.

At this time, the sarcoma golden soldier was still spitting and yelling: "Have you all seen it? It's not that I didn't give him the chance, but that he didn't grasp it! However, I, Tutu, am a generous person, I can give it to you

Everyone has the same opportunity. Anyone who wants to go home, back to your country that no longer exists, can do so. The rules are the same as before, a few dozen breaths, run into the woods, and you will be free; after ten breaths, you will be free.

You are still outside the woods, and you can be free - the dead are the freest. How about it? Bet or not?"

There was dead silence, no one spoke.

This sarcoma golden soldier named Tutu simply jumped on a grain truck, waved the big bow in his hand, and roared at the top of his lungs: "You eggless southerners, don't any of you bring seeds? Look back,

That is your last home; if you look further ahead, there is my country of Dajin. The place where you stand is the last boundary of the Song Dynasty. Once you cross this Yishui River, you are my Dajin.

Slaves of the country, cattle and horses. You - in this life, and in the next life and the next, you will never be able to go back."

Tutu held his head high, and slowly drew a half-circle toward the crowd with the big bow in his hand. Finally, he ended his speech with one sentence: "Once you cross this river, you - students, are our people from the Kingdom of Jin;

Death is the ghost of my Kingdom of Jin."

When the interpreter finished translating the last sentence, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to the prisoners, then pushed away the crowd with all his strength, flicked his sleeves, and ran towards the woods.

Everyone was stunned.

The white-faced Confucian scholar looked excited: "Zhang Dutou, do you see it? My homeland and homeland are enough to make people know how to return when they have lost their way."

Zhang Li sighed: "It's a pity that he can't run into the woods - this is a trap. No one can run fifty feet away in ten breaths. These golden dogs are just deliberately tempting them to escape, killing people for fun."

The white-clothed Confucian scholar fell silent, clenching his fists in his sleeves. He suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Zhang Li, and was about to speak... but Zhang Li seemed to know what he was going to say, and shook his head firmly:

"My duty is to ensure your safety. I cannot do anything that may bring danger to you."

As the white-clothed Confucian scholar sighed, the bowstring vibrated, and the arrow shot through the air, piercing the chest of the interpreter from the Song Dynasty. The interpreter spread his arms and fell straight forward. The distance he ran was less than three meters.

Ten feet.

Tutu lowered his long bow relaxedly and freely, inspecting the prisoners like a hungry wolf staring at a flock of sheep. Then he yelled a few words with foam at the mouth, but this time no one translated, and everyone's faces were blank.

Tutu was very annoyed and turned around and shouted a few words to the other golden soldiers. One of the golden soldiers hesitated for a moment, then rode out and came to the grain cart. After saying a few words to Tutu, he shouted

Tutu’s words are translated.

Judging from the appearance and accent of this Jin soldier, he should be a Khitan. Because the Liao and Song territories border each other, and there are trade exchanges between the two countries, some Liao people still know a little bit of Central Plains dialect. Of course, the pronunciation is

It's hard to compliment him. It's no better than the interpreter just now. I can only say that he can barely understand.

At this time, Tutu was pointing with the tip of his bow not far away. Two tall young prisoners, wearing short brown cloth clothes, bandages on their legs and multi-eared hemp shoes, said fiercely: "You two

Why are you staring! Not convinced? You can also run. Look at you two southern barbarians, you are quite big. You might be able to successfully escape within ten breaths... Why, don't you want to give it a try? That's why I say you guys

None of the people in the south have eggs... Hey, you two, come here and let me feel if there are any eggs underneath..." The Jin Bing who was watching laughed loudly.

The two young prisoners looked at each other, with uncontrollable anger beating in each other's pupils. One of them was a short, sturdy man with a rough face and extremely developed cheek and masseter muscles, and said to his companion: "Ah Xing

, I couldn't bear it anymore. You forced me to go north from Kaide Mansion, ran thousands of miles, pretended to be captured and sneaked into this prisoner camp. I ate dog food every day and had to push heavy carts, and now I have to endure

Such a big humiliation...are we full enough to come here to be tortured?"

The tall young man named Ah Xing whispered: "Yuan Qing, I don't want to bear it! But don't forget the purpose of our coming here. If we don't kill a few important leaders of Golden Dog, we have no shame in going back to see Cao Da.

The head of the house and the second head of the house can’t even explain it to Master Yin Zong of Kaide Mansion..."

Yuan Qing snorted: "If you ask me, Cao Da and the second master are too brave. Let's raise troops from Lianghuai and go north to King Qin. Thousands of people and horses are driving this long way, even the golden dog's face

He didn't even touch it, but he had to turn his butt and go back. It was just a joke..."

Ah Xing shook his head helplessly: "The court has no food, what can we do? King Qin's army of more than 100,000 people are all crowded into the city. Even if there is a granary, there is not enough food!"

"That's bullshit, an army of hundreds of thousands." Yuan Qing said with disdain, "You don't know who those people are. You dare to say that you are a rebel while carrying a fork of dung. They are all just trying to make ends meet. I'm such a person.

One can fight thirty. In my opinion, less than ten thousand of these hundreds of thousands can be truly put to use."

The two of them lowered their heads and chattered, ignoring Tutu.

Tutu was furious, took out an arrow, pointed it at the two of them, gritted his teeth and said: "I'll give you two choices. Either run away for me immediately, run into the forest within ten breaths, or I won't kill you;

Either take off your pants, and after checking them, I won’t kill you either. Tell me! Which one should you choose?”

Ah Xing and Yuan Qing's eyes flashed coldly. They looked at each other and answered questions quickly and urgently.

"How about it, can you still bear it?"

"Hold on! Do it!"

"Then we didn't come here in vain? I wanted to kill at least one centurion..."

"The guy with the tumor on his head is after all a captain of ten, and a real little Jurchen leader. As long as he unscrews his head and has this 'ringed leader', this trip will not be in vain."

"Okay, the one with the tumor is yours, and the rest is mine."

"It's settled, let's do it!"

The two men roared violently, like tigers taking off their shackles, splitting from left to right, and quickly rushed towards the golden soldiers beside the grain cart.

They probably didn’t expect that among these sheep-like Southerners, some would actually rise up to resist. Several Jin soldiers nearby were stunned and their reaction was delayed for several beats. It wasn’t until the two of them had rushed a dozen steps closer that the Jin soldiers turned around.

When the gods came, they shouted angrily and drew their swords and sticks.

It was Tutu who took action first. This was not surprising. He had already had his arrow on the string. All he had to do was aim at the target and loosen his fingers.

Tutu’s target is Ah Xing, because in the same way, Ah Xing’s goal is him.

Phew! The bow string trembled violently, and the arrow was aimed at Ah Xing's face like a poisonous snake - Ah Xing, who was running at full speed, spun his toes, took advantage of the momentum and turned his body to the side, and at the same time, his right hand quickly moved forward to reach out and grab, and he unexpectedly grabbed it.

The sharp arrow that passed by caught him.

Tutu's bull's eye suddenly protruded a bit, and he was stunned for at least a second. After he came to his senses, he hurriedly drew the second arrow.

At this time, Ah Xing had rushed to less than ten steps away from Tutu on the grain truck.

Ah Xing, who was running at high speed, kicked off a raised mound of soil on the side of the road with one foot. The mound was shattered and dust flew up. But with the force of the pedal, Ah Xing jumped high into the air, his height even exceeding the grain.

Tutu on the car.

Tutu's bull's-eye showed fear, he had already nocked the arrow, and he was about to draw the bow...

In mid-air, Ah Xing's body was bent like a bow, with his right hand raised high, holding an arrow behind his back, like an eagle attacking a rabbit, stabbing down like lightning - almost at the same time, Tutu's arrow also shot out.

The arrow flew past Ah Xing's cheek, leaving a stream of blood. The sharp arrow in Ah Xing's hand pierced deeply into Tutu's shoulder and neck.

Ah Xing didn't care whether the other party understood or not, he said close to Tutu's ear: "I have a third option - kill you!"

After saying that, he reached out and took off Tutu's waist knife, and suddenly pulled out the arrow. Tutu screamed, and the big bow in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. Blood spurted out from his shoulders and neck like a fountain, and his body fell from the grain truck.

Just when Ah Xing was killing Tutu like a flash of lightning, Yuan Qing was like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and threw Jin Bing, who was acting as an interpreter, off his horse. After the two rolled on the ground several times, Yuan Qing rode on Jin Bing,

With one hand, he suppressed Jin Bing's arms, and with the other hand, he punched his head and face hard. One punch, two punches, three punches... After seven or eight punches, Jin Bing finally stopped struggling after being punched in seven holes and bleeding.

When Yuan Qing stood up from the enemy, he already had a one-handed ax in his hand. Then he jumped on the horse's back, turned the horse's head, turned twice in the same place, suddenly clamped the horse's belly, and moved forward

Rush out.

At this time, the few Jin soldiers who were the first to react had just rushed over on horseback, when they were slashed from left to right by Yuan Qing who swept in like a strong wind, killing them all under their horses.

This sudden turn of events is quite long, but the whole process took less than half a minute. The prisoners suddenly became a mess.

Ah Xing stood proudly on the grain cart, pulled out his scimitar, threw the scabbard away, then raised the sharp scimitar high and shouted: "Brothers from the Song Dynasty, we have killed several golden dogs.

, the army of the Kingdom of Jin will not let us go. Instead of just waiting to be killed, it is better to give it a try and fight!"

There was a commotion among the prisoners. They all looked at each other, with fear, hesitation, and indecision in each other's eyes.

On the other side, the escort team of the Jin Army finally realized that something was wrong here. They quickly gathered more than twenty cavalry and surrounded Yuan Qing, who was wielding a big ax to kill the Jin soldiers. Any prisoners who blocked the road along the way were all killed by the Jin army.

The soldiers hacked and killed. For a time, the ground was bloody and the scene was chaotic.

At this time, the white-faced Confucian scholar saw that something was wrong and ignored Zhang Li's obstruction. He quickly ran to the grain cart, jumped on it, and stood side by side with Ah Xing.

Just as Ah Xing looked over in surprise, the white-faced Confucian scholar waved his sleeves and shouted - it is hard to imagine that such a gentle Confucian scholar could have such a loud voice: "You are all citizens of our Song Dynasty, and this place is the last place of our Song Dynasty."

The country. You were born here, grew up here, and were finally buried here. From generation to generation, the cycle goes back and forth. This is the root of the fate of our Han family that has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. Are you willing to become the oxen and horses of the Jinlu and suffer all the humiliation?

, torture, and finally burying the bones in a foreign land, won’t the soul be allowed to return home?”

"Look ahead!" The white-faced Confucian scholar said with his beard and hair spread out and his halberd pointing north, "That river is Yishui, a water of yin and yang. Standing here, you are still human beings. Once you cross the river, you are animals of the golden man. You

Do you want to be a human or an animal?"

"I want to be a human being!" came a childish voice.

Zhang Li, who was leaning against the grain cart and posing as a guard, looked toward the voice and saw a familiar young man. The corners of Zhang Li's mouth turned up slightly, and he nodded to the young man named Aji, then picked up Tutu and dropped it on the

The big bow and arrows on the ground were twirled in his hand several times. As soon as he took the bow and arrows into his hands, Zhang Li's whole body suddenly exuded a powerful aura.

"We want to be human beings, we don't want to go to the Kingdom of Jin to be cows or horses!"

"Just like the brother just now, he will die on Song soil."

"No one limits our time now. Let's run into the woods and into the mountains!"

These 30,000 prisoners were like a ladle of water poured into a hot oil pan, exploding instantly.

The riot began.
Chapter completed!