General Lou Fan kicked the corpse down, then strode up to another Dongbo man: "You take the lead!"

The man looked at the mountain, then at the body lying in a pool of blood, and finally his eyes fell on the face of General Lou Fan.

He looked into his enemy's eyes and shook his head.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

General Lou Fan put the knife on his neck.

The man said nothing, but looked at the Loufan man with hatred in his eyes.

"I want to see how bold you are."

General Lou Fan slashed open the man's neck with his sword.

He glanced around and selected a girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

He stepped over, and the girl was so frightened that she backed away.

Several men stood up and stood in front of her. The middle-aged man at the front stretched out his hand to stop General Lou Fan.

"If you want to kill me, kill me first to scare the little girl. You deserve to be called a man."

General Lou Fan was completely angered by these words and punched the man in the face. With this punch, blood spurted out from his nose and the corners of his mouth were split.

But the man stood up straight again and still stopped there.

"Folks."

In the crowd, an old man suddenly shouted.

"The beauties are here to help us. They are guarding our home and protecting our Xiantang City."

The old man looked at the knife given to him by Lou Fan in his hand.

"We rush forward. If the beauties are not willing to kill us, then they will all die. If they are willing, we will still die."

The old man gritted his teeth.

"Since we are all going to die, let's fight these Loufan Tatars!"

He waved a knife that he didn't know how to use at all, and his old body burst out with unprecedented strength, striding forward.

puff!

An arrow flew over and accurately shot through the old man's neck.

The old man's forward rushing steps stopped abruptly, and after swaying a few times, he fell to the ground.

"Fight!"

The man who had been punched before slashed at General Lou Fan with his knife.

General Lou Fan became angry, stretched out his hand, grabbed the scimitar, and then chopped it down with one blow.

The scimitar slashed across the man's forehead and penetrated the man's body, splitting his body into two pieces.

"Kill the Loufan people!"

A few young people rushed to the front, their eyes were blood red.

A woman who looked to be in her thirties looked back at the deer herding platform.

She shouted: "Beautiful brothers, we Dongbo people will not harm you or make things difficult for you."

She shouted loudly and rushed towards Lou Fan, but after taking a few steps, she was shot in the center by an arrow.

The blood quickly dyed her clothes red, and the arrow sent her away with her sin.

"A bunch of crazy people."

Helianyu's face changed color, and when he saw those Dongbo people rushing up, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, not because he was frightened by the Dongbo people's fearlessness, but because of anger, boundless anger.

He waved his hand: "Kill!"

The surrounding Loufan soldiers immediately fired arrows, and the dense rain of arrows swept past, and the Dongbo people fell one by one.

The frightened little girl ran forward while crying, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, as if she wanted to kill someone, but she was determined.

Several feather arrows flew over and stayed in her body.

She fell down and lay on the ground, looking at the sky, tears continuing to fall from the corners of her eyes.

Under the row after row of arrows, these Dongbo people were all shot over without anyone rushing forward.

Helianyu ordered impatiently: "No one is allowed to live."

The soldiers next to him immediately drew their swords and moved forward, walking among the corpses on the ground and finishing their blows one by one.

Regardless of whether the people in Dongbo who were hit by arrows were alive or dead, they would be stabbed again.

The blood was almost gone, and the tears were almost gone. The little girl lay there, with a ferocious face covering her eyes looking at the sky.

The knife falls.

The smell of blood filled the valley and floated out, but could not be dissipated.

On the deer herding platform, Wu Lingwei's people watched this scene. No one spoke or even made a sound, but everyone clenched their fists.
Chapter completed!