Wangjia Village.

The simple defense line at the entrance of the village has collapsed.

Wang Xiao stubbornly organized the servants and village managers to defend themselves with the private houses. He did not let go of any available stones and wood, blocked every path, tried to isolate the enemy's path, and used hoes and stones to fight back against the opponent...

Keep guarding and retreating, defending with great difficulty, slowly retreating into the village, but it is like a flock shaking a tree.

Many people have died, and there are not many people left by his side.

The big men holding swords did not rush up to kill, but slowly surrounded them in an orderly manner, carefully inspecting each room without missing any living mouth.

With this situation at that point, it was almost a dead end for Wang Xiao.

The pool of blood flowed everywhere, and everyone was surrounded by the village, with few strong people left.

In despair and resistance, vitality fades away little by little...

Another wooden house collapsed, and the dull brothers who greeted him with a smile yesterday were already lying in a pool of blood. Wang Xiao suddenly regretted not saying a few more words to them yesterday, and even now he can't even remember their names.

He looked back and saw that behind him was the ancestral hall hiding the old, weak, women and children.

The ancestral hall is on the hillside in the center of the village. At this time, it has been sealed by Wang Kang, and there are constant cry of sadness inside.

Wang Xiao could faintly hear Ying'er shouting "Young Master". In the gap between the wall, several children were looking here, as if they were looking for their relatives, with tears in their innocent eyes.

There was not Wang Xiao’s way out, he had no way out.

He wanted to shout at the crowd opposite him: "Come on me and let them go."

But he knew that such stupid words would be useless, and the other party would always wave his knife numbly and slash at everyone.

Things in the world are helpless.

This era can always become more cruel than the previous moment.

Endless hatred surged in his heart, and Wang Xiao picked up a torch expressionlessly and walked towards these big men holding swords.

Guotou followed, and Wang Xiao turned around and pushed him.

"If you can bring one more person, take one more person, you go." Wang Xiao said with difficulty.

Guotou was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of tears in the tiger's eyes.

I am the second young master. Although the second young master has never said that, at this time, I must take Sisi away.

The man like an iron tower turned around with difficulty and walked towards the ancestral hall...

The path was wet, broken tiles, broken wooden boards, and the dead body were covered with the floor. Wang Xiao kept facing the big men holding swords.

In the chaos, there were countless people slowly pushing up the path, but there was only one young man.

"I am Wang Xiao." He shouted, "Who will take my head?"

He took two more steps while talking.

Several more teams of big sword-holding men rushed over and looked at the boy. Some people also blocked their companions behind them, guarding against Wang Xiao's tricks, while plotting how to pounce over and chop off his head first.

"I'll invite you to drink the purest wine in Wangjia Village!" Wang Xiao suddenly said.

As he said that, he threw the torch in his hand to the ground.

The fire suddenly rose like a giant dragon, spreading over quickly in an instant, burning the entire alley like daytime.

"Come on, Wang Xiao is here!" Wang Xiao shouted again, and slapped his elbow hard on the wine jar on the roadside.

The wine flowed down and flowed into the fire snake, and the fire became stronger and crackled.

It seemed that the air was shaking.

The aroma of wine and barbecue instantly rose, and the screams were like purgatory on earth.

Wang Xiao picked up another stone and smashed the wine jar piled on the roadside.

Someone rushed out of the fire and slashed him on the back with a knife.

Wang Xiao groaned, and no matter where he got the strength, he turned around and hugged the big man, pushing him to fall into the fire together.

Both of them had a ferocious and ferocious light like a wolf in their eyes, and Wang Xiao suddenly bit his neck.

"ah!"

The teeth were bitten together and rubbed for a few times. The smell of blood made Wang Xiao feel a little crazy. He couldn't feel the pain on his body, and there was only endless hatred in his heart.

Someone lifted him up and wiped out the flames on him. Wang Xiao turned his head and saw several village men coming to smash the wine jar.

"Hahahaha, burn them to death..." Everyone smashed their treasured wine, looked at the sword-holding men struggling in the fire, and laughed wildly.

"fragrant!"

Suddenly, several loess walls beside the alley fell down and hit the fire dragon. Countless big men holding swords rushed up.

Wang Xiao stopped talking and silently picked up the knife on the ground, with only one thought in his mind.

Kill another one before you die!

The next moment, a scream sounded loudly, and in the horrific killing, the slight and gentleness made people get goosebumps.

"You are not Yang Zongbao, the three battles of the bronze platform~"

But on the roof of the ancestral hall, Mu Guiying, who was wearing a grand red dress, sang four flags on her back and twisted her flower guns.

"I am not Mu Guiying from Dapotianmen~"

Then, a few childish cheers sounded from the ancestral hall: "Mu Guiying!"

"Mu Guiying is here to save us!"

"Look! Mu Guiying..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and suddenly they heard the sound of horse hooves.

"ah!"

A few screams.

"It's Fenwu Camp..." Someone exclaimed.

Wang Xiao turned his head and looked at it, and with just one glance, he stood there as if he had lost his soul.

But more than ten people rode their horses into the team of the sword-holding men. The long sword in their hands flew, and countless blood lights were splashed.

The leader was a woman, wearing the military uniform of the Chu army, red collar and silver armor, with a fierce murderous intent in beauty.

Tang Qianqian!

After parting, I miss you all the time, and I have been looking back for three lives...

Wang Xiao looked at the figure riding a horse and felt that his love and kindness in this life would be held tightly by this woman.

Since the first meeting, he knew that she had a plan for him. Although the relationship between the two became increasingly serious, they were wary of it at the beginning and used it. But at this moment, he knew that he was really going to be eaten by her...

But Mu Guiying, who was standing in the ancestral hall, changed the lyrics, threw the flower gun in her hand, twisted the seal, and sang: "I remember back then, the peach blossoms were immediately majestic, and the enemy's blood splattered in pomegranate skirt~"

During the melee, someone hissed and shouted: "There are only a dozen people, don't be afraid of them!"

"The Fenwu Camp in Jing came to suppress the bandits and surrendered and refused to kill them!" Tang Bowang shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand flew.

"The Jinyiwei is here, and we must investigate this matter thoroughly! Surrender and not kill!" Zhuang Xiaoyun also shouted.

"They are bluffing..." someone shouted.

...

At the same time, a long sword slashed at Wang Xiao.

"Ah!" With a scream, the man holding the knife suddenly fell down.

Tang Qianqian cut off with a knife, rode her horse to Wang Xiao, and pulled him on the back of the horse.

"hold me."

Wang Xiao hugged her waist and looked back, but saw that the fire had been extinguished, and more and more big men holding swords surrounded him.

"Do you still have someone?"

Tang Qianqian shook her head: "I came to find you as soon as I returned to Beijing, and I only brought these people."

She said, riding her horse to the slope, then turning her head, as if thinking about how to rush out.

Wang Xiao let go of his hand and said bitterly: "Then you leave quickly and avenge me in the future."

"Let's go together." Tang Qianqian held his hand.

"These people died because of me, and I can't run away alone." Wang Xiao said quickly: "It's stupid to say that, but if I leave today, I will not be me in the future. Qianqian, it's enough to see you before death."

"Then let's die together..."

There was no time to talk to the two of them anymore, and in an instant, the big man holding the knife had already pounced on him.

There were endless tragic calls surrounding this ancestral hall.

On the roof, the famous actress seemed to have never heard of all this, shaking her sleeves and singing opera lyrics, blooming out what she had learned in her life, as if this battle was the best stage.

"What does the clown in the vassal king have? I can block millions of soldiers with one sword..."
Chapter completed!