Chapter 827 (2/2)

This... Made the Hun cavalry laugh angrily.

When he lifted a large lump of withered grass on the man's head with his long sword, that kind of sneer immediately turned into joy's ridicule.

Because at this time, he Shuimo in the haystack was crying with his nose and tears. He didn't even remember to hold on to his weapons. He just disguised himself as an ostrich with his head in his hands, trying to spend this life and death crisis with the disguise of shit.

That's not like the soldiers of the Han Dynasty who the Huns had contacted around here.

It's like those big businessmen without bones

When they laughed, they stared at he Shuimo's ass one by two... Thinking about what to do with him.

Such a counsellor can't be said to be the opportunity for them to break through the Han Army's defense line.

The Han soldier in front of him looks weak. If they intimidate here, they will be able to get a lot of military information from each other.

The Huns who thought of this were very happy. Even he Shuimo's advice... Was pleasing to the eye.

One of the sentinel cavalry ”choked” and pointed his long sword in front of he Shuimo, picking up the tip of his nose.

”Well, which garrison are you, what are you doing here, how many people have come, and where is the assembly place after the dispersion?”

The black iron sword in the Xiongnu soldier's hand was long and sharp, emitting a burning cold light in the open sun. With the strength of this challenge, he Shuimo who ate pain also raised his face full of snot and tears.

At this time, he found that he was already surrounded by Hun cavalry in leather armor and fur. One by two stared at him with ferocious and joking eyes, just like a group of wolves staring at a sheep.

”Well, you can see what's going on now. Tell the truth quickly.”

”Maybe my brothers let you go as soon as they are in a good mood?”

”Don't be as ignorant as this veteran. When you die, you can't even leave a whole body.”

Having said these threatening words, the leader of the cavalry slipped the head of the Death Squadron captain he had just cut off to the horse, dragged their old captain's loose hair because of the fight, and directly extended it to he Shuimo.

”Look, if you dare to resist, this is your end!!”

But to the Hun leader's surprise, he Shuimo's body shook violently when he saw the head of the old captain.

Scenes that he was about to forget were replayed in front of he Shuimo.

Once, when he came to Shuo county for the first time, he was worried about his grievances, but he had to support his smiling face. He often tossed and couldn't sleep at night. All this made he Shuimo's body collapse quickly.

But at this time, the old captain who took him into the team and couldn't be moved even if he Shuimo took out money to bribe him appeared beside him, took care of him with a mouthful of medicine and porridge, and dragged him back from the gate of hell.

It made him feel for the first time that it was not unbearable to come to Shuo county.

Also let this child who lost his father since childhood feel the warmth of father's love.

This also made he Shuimo's resentment against Gu Zhengkeng gradually reduced a lot.

In addition, after he spent some time with the most honest men in the Han Dynasty, he Shuimo, who had blacked his heart, was influenced by the simplicity and sincerity here.

Among these simple people, they do simple things and guard every inch of their own land for the big man they love deeply.

Such a life seems to be very good.

This is also the reason why he Shuimo raised his courage and volunteered to go out after training for ten days.

He wanted to take root here and accompany the kind captain like an old father, so he grew old.

However, this first mission made him lose his most admired and recognized captain, and it was this first time that made him feel overwhelming hatred.

This kind of hatred is quite different from Gu Zheng's hatred. This kind of hatred is painful and deep into the bone marrow!

He Shuimo, who is painful and hated, has tearful eyes and convulsions.

But in the eyes of those Huns, they thought it was his timidity.

The group laughed again.