C234 (2/2)
”Aooo …” The bloodied and barbaric Pitiful Moslems soldiers started cheering loudly, their eyes almost spitting fire.
”Let's go!” Zhang Hu waved his hand fiercely, and thousands of Pitiful Moslems soldiers rushed into the vast darkness and pounced towards the Dalic Tribe.
”Clang clang …”
One of the Pitiful Moslems's thatched cottages was kicked away and a soldier shouted loudly, ”This household is mine.”
Unexpectedly, a man suddenly jumped out of the grass hut and walked over with a hunting knife in his arms. The Pitiful Moslems soldier immediately threw away the torch. Just as the man dodged the torch, the Pitiful Moslems soldier's long knife hacked over and struck his shoulder.
”Aooo …”
The intense pain made him furious. He raised his head to the sky and roared, and his eyes became ice-cold. His left hand gripped the blade so hard that the blade immediately cut off his fingers. However, he completely ignored them, and the hunting knife in his right hand stabbed forward, right into the Pitiful Moslems soldier's stomach.
”Aooo …”
The Pitiful Moslems soldier did not have time to dodge, and a huge hole immediately appeared in his stomach, his innards gushed out, causing him to shout in pain. He suddenly retracted his long knife and cut off the man's entire hand, then he returned his blade and sliced off the man's neck.
”This account is mine …” This house is mine... This house is mine! ”
The Pitiful Moslems soldier staggered out of the thatched cottage, his stomach and intestines dragging all over the ground. He waved the long knife in his hands while shouting, not letting the other Pitiful Moslems soldiers near. But gradually, his voice became softer and softer until it disappeared into the darkness.
Another Pitiful Moslems soldier took the chance to sneak into the thatched hut and pulled out a half human tall child. He stood his long knife on the ground and the child was exactly as tall as him.
”My child... My child... ”My child …”
A woman rushed out from the grass hut, howling as she rushed out. Just as she pounced towards him, the Pitiful Moslems soldier raised his leg and kicked her out, his face filled with a sinister killing intent as he arrogantly said: ”General has given the order to kill all men who are taller than the long knife.”
The Pitiful Moslems soldier brandished his long knife, his sharp sword chopping down ferociously, a head rolling on the ground, rolling around. His expression was still ferocious, boiling hot blood spewed out from his neck one after another, splashing onto the hillside.
”My child... My child... ”My child …”
The impurity Mo woman screamed hoarsely and crawled over, hugging the child's head tightly. A gust of mountain wind blew across the hillside, causing the impurity Mo woman's wails to echo in the vast mountains far away. Old master, old master, it's bad. ” A servant shouted and ran into the lobby. Just as he ran into the hall, he kneeled down and said loudly: ”Master, it's bad. Last night, the Han Chinese army attacked their tribe and specifically killed the grown men. Only a portion of them escaped towards the south, while the Han Chinese army chased closely behind them. ”
”Ah …” Dahuru was shocked, and the blood on his face immediately disappeared. In order to cover up the fear in his heart, he hurriedly stood up and walked a few steps around the hall. He said to himself, ”So fast …” ”It seems like the Han Army is serious now.”
”Master, the Han Army is in the limelight. Are we going to gather together and prepare to retreat to the korean to avoid its attacks?” His butler, also his advisor, Goddard, hurriedly told him.
”Retreat is easy, but our crops are about to be harvested. Don't tell me we give it up to the Han army just like that? If we do not have food, how can we survive in Triple Korea? ” Dahuru stopped and stood in the middle of the hall, scolding angrily: ”Damned Han Army, do you really know how to choose a time to attack?”
”Master, it's too late. Since the Han army has attacked Dulich, I estimate that tonight, they will attack the next tribe.” The Han army killed anyone they saw, causing Goddard Wu to be somewhat afraid. He quickly advised the Dahuru, ”Master, we can't gather the food this year, so we'll just rely on hunting to keep us alive. ”I believe the Chinese army can't do anything to us.”
To the Pitiful Moslems, their women were the most important treasures. As for the land, food, and grass huts, they were not very important. Most of the time, they would just rely on hunting and fishing to survive. Many of them lived in caves, which was the main reason why the Pitiful Moslems was constantly annihilating them.
”This won't do, if we just leave like this, then we'll be letting those Han soldiers off too easily. Even if we can't catch them, we'll still burn down the crops, so that they won't be able to get a single grain.” Dahuru's face revealed a vicious look, as she stared in front of him with venomous eyes.