The weather is getting colder and darker, and the sun is becoming rare. W     w W W  .

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CoM Yang Hao and Xiaoyu have stored four or five hundred kilograms of dried meat and dried fish, and dried firewood is enough for one winter. The firewood pile is half buried underground and is tightly tied with ropes made of tree bark to prevent it from being blown away by the violent cold wind. These days, Yang Hao has collected some dried fruits and fungi foods in the forest: pine nuts, mushrooms, fungus and some unknown, non-toxic and delicious wild fruits.

The little fish is making winter clothes, and the material is animal skin, linen, and silk for lining. The little fish's needlework is not very clever, but she is extremely serious and is often so busy that she forgets to eat and sleep. Once when she was sitting at the door of the ground house to do needlework, a black bear crossed the river and walked towards the slope of the earth. Because it was blocked by thorns, it was impossible to get close to the ground house. The black bear wandered four or five times under the earth pile, but the little fish didn't notice it at all.

Yang Hao defeated the black bear with seven feather arrows. In fact, his third arrow shot to death. The four arrows behind him were completely nervous and unconsciously shot. Yang Hao scolded Xiaoyu with a ferocious face and blood-red eyes, like a beast that wanted to eat people. Although Xiaoyu was scolded, his heart was as sweet as eating honey, which was quite useful. She realized that Yang Hao had never been as nervous as she was today. If he wasn't in his heart, would he be so nervous?

That night, the fish became tender and tender. On the floor made of hay and animal skin, she let Yang Hao taste the bone-eating taste again.

When Xiaoyu snuggled in Yang Hao's arms with a satisfied smile, Yang Hao accidentally fell asleep. He was thinking about messy things all night long. Only after the fifth day of the day did he feel a little sleepy. Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, he reviewed the old dream of the black dog barking in the sky. Yang Hao woke up from the nightmare with sweat again.

It was almost the end of Chen Shi. Xiaoyu had left the ground house. What did she do on this cold and dark morning? Yang Hao put on the animal skin coat that Xiaoyu made for him and climbed out along the wooden ladder. As soon as his head was poked out of the triangle ceiling, a gust of gust of wind suddenly came from behind his head.

Yang Hao shrank his head, and a sharp axe rubbed against his scalp with the sound of wind. It was so dangerous! It was an inch away, and his head was cut open! Yang Hao kicked his feet and rushed forward, and the man left the ground house. He rolled on the ground, occupying a relatively favorable terrain. Only then did he see clearly that there were seven strong men, six scattered warriors, and an old man wearing iron helmets. His helmet was decorated with a pair of deer antlers ingenious manner.

The seven people were all wearing thick leather robes, and the ones wearing deer antlers were obviously the collars of the crowd. He held a seven-foot-high wooden stick in his hand. The top of the wooden stick was equipped with a deer head cast with brass, and colorful bird feathers were decorated around it, which looked like a staff of a sect. Among the six famous warriors, three were holding sharp axes, two were holding bows and arrows, and a strong man with iron rings on his ears held a Tang sword in his hand.

This outfit is not unfamiliar to Yang Hao. It is this outfit that is so black people like to use axes as weapons. Jin Mili also has a "staff", but the top of his staff is equipped with a brass goat, and the goat's eyes are inlaid with precious sapphires.

"Is it Shi Wei's friend?" Yang Hao said in a stuttering Shi Wei.

Because she often deals with Jin Mili, a very black man, especially with Guduoli's Weiyuan Camp, Yang Hao can more or less say a few words about Shiwei. However, Shiwei's tribes are too many, with a wide distribution area, and few connections with each other. They often have disagreements between each other, and Yang Hao is not sure whether they can understand their words.

Of course, even if they understand, they may still be enemies. Therefore, when Yang Hao was scraping his stomach and looking for words to communicate with them, he was also ready to fight. Judging from the sneak attack by the strong man just now, these people did not have any martial arts. At best, they were just thick and strong with strength. Although there were no weapons at hand, Yang Hao was still confident that he would kill seven people without any damage. But did he have to kill people now?

As soon as Yang Hao said his greeting, the seven people were almost surprised at the same time, obviously they could understand it.

“￥#%…&*”

He took the deer antlers back, but unfortunately Yang Hao didn't understand what it meant.

A "ah" roared, and the iron axe warrior who had previously sneaked into Yang Hao's arms, strided forward and swung the axe to Yang Hao's head. Yang Hao hurriedly flashed behind him, and there was a dagger in his right hand. He pulled his head and slashed his throat, and blood suddenly gushed out.

Yang Hao held his body and threw it at the two archers. While the two were in a hurry, he picked up the iron axe from the ground and threw it at one of the archers. One fell silently. Yang Hao slid under his feet and then came to another iron axe warrior, raised his hand to send the dagger into his chest. The thick leather robe delayed his soul leaving his body, but increased his pain.

While he was covering his chest and screaming, Yang Hao snatched the iron axe from his hand and rushed towards the last iron axe warrior. The warrior was surprised that his two brothers were killed instantly. He was stunned for a moment. Yang Hao had already arrived in front of him. Yang Hao had a chance to attack him, but he did not do so, because after he found that he shot down an archer, the other archer did not rescue his companion, but pulled the bowstrings full and looking for opportunities.

Yang Hao decided not to kill the Iron Axe Warrior for the first time, and used him as a meat shield to approach the archer. The Iron Axe Warrior roared at Yang Hao, with a commendable courage and agile tactics. Yang Hao pretended to retreat, and fought and walked slowly towards the archer. Because the two were entangled, the archer threw a mouse and was afraid of shooting arrows. At this time, the big man holding a horizontal knife suddenly realized something and shouted at the archer.

The archer woke up like a dream. With a bowstring, the feather arrow "swooshed" away from the string. Yang Hao was prepared for a long time and avoided it. The arrow shot on the back of the Iron Axe Warrior, but the thick animal skin saved his life. Yang Hao seized the opportunity, shouted loudly, and slashed the sharp axe on his head, chopping a human head in half.

Yang Hao didn't want to give the archer a chance to fight back. He held a sharp axe in his hand and slashed the archer on his head. The archer saw that his companion's head was split and he had no way to defend himself. When the iron axe hit him, he lost his life without saying a word.

Five of the seven people died in an instant. Without two archers, Yang Hao was almost without any threat, but he still did not take it lightly. He picked up an iron axe with his toes and forced the strong man holding a horizontal knife.

The strong man stood in front of the leader, looking extremely cautious. When Yang Hao pressed forward step by step, he protected the leader and retreated back in an orderly manner, with his steps very calm. When he was unable to retreat, the strong man spoke and said something to the leader behind him, thought for a while, and hummed. The strong man suddenly roared and suddenly waved his sword to slash at Yang Hao.

The so-called "experts know if there is anything at the right time." The strong man surprised Yang Hao as soon as he made a move: this skill is really unsightly. He let this sword go and swung the axe to hit the strong man's back. His original intention was to force the strong man away because his horizontal sword was light and good at close combat, so he would undoubtedly suffer a loss when confronting heavy weapons such as the iron axe head-on.

Unexpectedly, the strong man refused to give in and took the axe from his back. At the same time, he pulled a flower with a knife in his hand and headed straight for Yang Hao's chest. This is a way of fighting that is both defeated!

Yang Hao naturally didn't want to talk about life and death with him, so he abandoned the axe and dodged to the left, avoiding his sword, which made him feel quite embarrassed. While the strong man was fighting with Yang Hao, the collar holding a staff had slipped off the mound and ran to the southeast with panting.

After the strong man forced Yang Hao away, he refused to leave, and waved his sword and came again. Yang Hao was already deceived and was furious. He was stabbed by the man. He drew his body and held his right arm with both hands. He twisted and pulled it again. With a click, the strong man's arm was dislocated, and he howled heart-wrenchingly:

"Mom!"

Yang Hao put him down with a sweeping leg, stepped on his chest and asked, "Are you Tangren?"

The man endured the severe pain and shouted: "Damn, so are you?"

Yang Hao returned his arm to his original position, grabbed his collar and asked, "You are a Tangren, why do you work for the barbarians?"

The man glared at him, pulled Yang Hao's hand away, and said angrily: "What a Tang man, a barbarian, I can't tell the difference. In this world, I only know that there are good people and bad people!"

Yang Hao sighed and said, "At the same time, people are falling into the world, why do you have to know each other when we meet?" The man glared at him and said nothing. Yang Hao picked up a bow, grabbed an arrow from the quiver pot, and walked quickly down the mound. He went to catch the escaped collar, and the disappearance of the little fish must have something to do with him.

"Oh, don't go, they are many!" The strong man suddenly spoke.

Yang Hao stopped and turned around and said, "Even if it is a sea of ​​swords, I will go and save people." The man stomped his feet and said, "If you don't kill me, I will help you." So he inserted the horizontal knife into his belt, picked up a bow, grabbed seven arrows, and followed Yang Hao to the mound of soil.

There were six horses tied by the river not far from the mound, and there was still a rein left on another horse-tie stake. I thought that the person who took the lead was so anxious that he couldn't untie the reins, but cut them with a knife. The strong man suggested that each person bring two horses so that he could change his riding on the road. The two chased along the river for a whole day and arrived at a savannah, and the terrain changed and undulating.

Walking up a small hill, I suddenly saw a small group of people walking southwest in the valley, with about twenty people. The strong man looked at the awning with his hands and said with certainty: "It was they who kidnapped your woman." Yang Hao frowned and asked, "What exactly are they?" The big man grinned and said, "Don't care who they are. I just asked you, so many people, do you still dare to go down to save people?"

Yang Hao sneered and said, "Why don't you dare?" After that, he changed his horse, took the bow in his hand and prepared to fight. The man suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Hao's horse reins and said, "I believe in your courage, but the enemy is numerous and I am not strong enough to fight hard. It takes skill to achieve it." He pointed to a small hill in the south: "There is a camp in the south of the hillside, and there are only seventeen or eighteen women guarding us. We go around the south of the mountain, occupy the camp first, ambush down, and catch them off guard. Although we are not sure of winning, we will eventually be much better than your fight hard."

In fact, Yang Hao also knew that he could not fight hard. It was just that the authorities were confused and were only concerned about Xiaoyu's safety. He was just a little hot-headed. After hearing what the big man said, he nodded and praised: "This is a good plan. Good brother, you can see that you are good at fighting." The big man snorted coldly, without taking the blame.
Chapter completed!