Chapter 122 (1/2)
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Wang Sheng then turned to Anyang, held the gun quietly and asked, ”aren't you outside the camp? How did you come here?”
Anyang pointed to the many sand bandits lying on the ground. His expression was the same as that of Gao Xiang. He said, ”kill the sand bandits!”
Wang Sheng frowned and said, ”how do I know if you are here to kill or help the bandits?”
Anyang raised his bloody sword and said, ”I must have killed more sand bandits than you. General Gao saw it. If you don't believe me, ask him!”
Wang Sheng squinted at him: ”I hope so!”
With that, he wrapped the woman in a cloth, picked her up and walked out without forgetting to remind her. |
”hold!”
The woman looked at Anyang at the moment when Wang Sheng turned around. Then she looked up at Wang Sheng again. There was an unspeakable luster in her eyes. She smiled and didn't speak.
Anyang chuckles and throws the knife out.
The soldiers outside are cleaning up the remaining sand bandits. These murderous thugs have no power to fight back in their hands. They are often thrown to the ground face to face, followed by an iron gun piercing their chest!
Anyang goes out after Wang Sheng. A group of soldiers wonder why he is here, but they don't give him a hand.
Not far out, a woman suddenly appeared in the dark and the fire. She was slim and slim, with healthy wheat skin, bare navel and flat abdomen, and ran barefoot, but suddenly met him.
”Ah!”
The woman screamed and turned and ran. But he slipped and fell to the ground.
Anyang has a short knife in his hand. Seeing the woman clearly, it disappears again. This is supposed to be a dancer among the bandits. She is very beautiful. But he looked flustered.
”Don't kill me, don't kill me. Please! ”
The woman fell on the ground and kept retreating. Tears mixed with blood flowed down her cheeks, clearing two obvious traces.
Anyang's face was slightly coagulated, staring at her in a panic, sighed, and walked to pull her up in the woman's frightened eyes, pointing to the distance, with a calm expression.
”Can you ride a horse?”
The woman didn't know what he wanted to do. But he nodded.
Anyang said, ”follow me.”
The woman just wanted to shake her head and run. She looked around in a panic. But she didn't know where to go in the camp full of fire, so she followed the man. At least he didn't kill himself!
Anyang takes her to the stable of the sand bandit, leads a horse out, pats the back of the horse to signal her to go up.
”You go!”
The woman was stunned and looked at him with disbelief.
”You really want me to go?”
Her voice is a little hoarse.
Anyang looked back and said, ”hurry up, it's too late to leave.”
The woman responded, but suddenly shook her head, and a line of tears slid down her cheek: ”I'm just a woman. Nothing. I can't live without it Please, please let me follow you. You can do anything you want me to do. I can dance and sing... ”
Anyang stared at her, but shook her head.
The woman suddenly cried out, but at this time, a black armour soldier suddenly rushed out, shouted and rushed over with a long gun.
”Want to run!”
There was a panic in the woman's eyes. The black armour soldier shot like a dragon against the fire, but stopped one foot away.
She lowered her head. I saw a pair of very ordinary hands holding the long gun, five fingers of blue tendons burst. Looking up along the hand is a very ordinary man's face, but the expression is calm and calm.
”Are you still here?”
Anyang said.
The woman nodded hurriedly. Mount the horse and pat it on the back, and it's gone.
The black armour soldier was stunned. He let go of the handle of the gun, drew out his waist long knife and split towards Anyang!
”You are really with the sand bandits!”
Anyang grabs his hand again, kicks him to the ground with a thump, bends down and stares at him with a gloomy face: ”don't think I didn't do anything to you, I'm afraid of you, and if I'm with the sand bandits, I will kill you now!”
The soldier was stupefied for a moment, then he got up from the ground: ”then why do you want to let her go? She is the woman of the sand bandit!”
Anyang looked at the direction of the woman's departure and said, ”it's just a poor woman. How about letting her go and doing it at will?”
He's not kind, he's really doing it.
In this era, there is no tradition of not killing the old, the weak, the women and the children. Most of the troops going out for war pay attention to cutting the grass and removing the roots. The sand bandits are the sand bandits. The women and children of the sand bandits are the sand bandits. The old people are also the sand bandits when they are young. Once defeated, other sand bandits may rob the women for fun, but the trained regular army will never be merciful.But some people are really innocent and pitiful. They may also be the daughters of large families, the concubines of merchants, or the singers and dancers in the western regions. But one day when they passed through the desert, they were robbed accidentally, and all the men were killed and piled up into a corpse mountain. Only because of their beauty and talent, they were left to entertain the sand bandits. They were weak, so they gradually confessed their lives and didn't want to escape. Maybe they are the daughters of sand bandits. They grew up in this camp, but this era is dominated by men. They are also confused and stamped with the mark of sand bandits.
Anyang ignored the black armour soldier. Take back your eyes and walk out, but stop when you pass a fire. This is not the fire that was ignited by Wang Jiajun to cause panic. It was originally the time when the sand bandits reveled. There is a roasted whole sheep beside it. It is constantly emitting golden oil, sending out attractive fragrance, making his fingers move!
Except for some monsters in this world, ordinary people are hard to threaten him. He is not afraid of the chaos at this time, so he takes the slightly burnt roast whole sheep off the fire, takes out a dagger, cuts the mutton and puts it into his mouth.
He only ate a dry cake tonight. He's hungry!
”Hiss...”
The newly baked mutton is very hot, but Anyang is reluctant to spit it out in his mouth, because this sheep is roasted just outside and inside, even without the complex seasoning of modern technology, it can't cover up its own flavor.
Cool!
It's better than canned food or compressed biscuits!