"Run quickly... The Tartars are here to grab autumn grain..."

A farmer in a rag jacket ran in quickly from the entrance of the village, looking panicked and shouting like crazy.

What followed him was the rapid and dense sound of horse hooves behind him!

The 'buzz' string sounded softly, and a feather arrow, with the sound of breaking through the air, poured into the back of the farmer's man.

The man was rushed by an arrow and ran forward a few steps in an inertia before vomiting a mouthful of blood from his mouth and falling straight ahead.

When he was dying, his hand was stretched forward, towards the direction of the big locust tree at the entrance of the village. His eyes were filled with a strong reluctance, and a weak mosquito sound came out of his mouth: "Hurry... run..."

After saying this, the man lost his breath, but his eyes were staring straight into the direction of the big locust tree.

It was noon after noon, and the sun was on the west side. Some idle men in the village were enjoying the cool under the big locust tree, hiding from the autumn tiger. The man's shouting before had already alarmed these idle men.

But the distance was too far and I couldn't hear it clearly. One of them looked around and said, "That's Zhang Laosan, what did he shout?"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of horse hooves came, and the feet were slightly shaken. Several people were shocked. A idle man reacted and shouted: "It's the Tartars... He called it the Tartars!"

As they finished speaking, the people saw Zhang Laosan bent to the ground by a feather arrow, and then dozens of horses turned around the haystack at the entrance of the village and appeared in sight.

These knights on horseback were waving long swords in their hands. They were wearing cloth clothes and surrounded by animal skins around their waists. Their heads were shaved but their hair was grown after their heads. They were tied with silk threads and their braids drooped their shoulders. This was exactly the dress of the Tartars outside the pass.

"Run!" Several idle men exclaimed, turned around and ran, three steps in two, hating their parents for less giving birth to one foot, and they all shouted: "Run quickly, the Tartars are here, the Tartars kill Zhang Laosan..."

As soon as these idle men shouted, the village with only more than a hundred families was suddenly in chaos. Not far from the big locust tree, there was a small courtyard. As soon as the gate of the courtyard opened, an ordinary middle-aged woman rushed out and cried, "Master, you can't leave!"

The idle men ran past her house and reminded her kindly: "On the Zhang Lao San's family, take your children and run away quickly. The Tartars are going to kill people..."

Their kindness was limited to persuasion. If they were asked to stop the Tartars from saving people, they would definitely not do it.

This woman is Zhang Laosan’s wife, and this small courtyard is Zhang Laosan’s home. This is why he shouted at him when he was dying.

The woman was reminded and then she remembered the child on the kang. She hurriedly staggered back to the house, picked up her son who had just turned one year old on the kang and ran out.

But her family was originally living at the entrance of the village, and the Tartars were riding horses again, and they were in a hurry. When she just ran to the door, she would keep a look behind her head. The Tartars with golden rings had already burst in with laughter.

"Ah..." The woman was so scared that she couldn't speak. Seeing that there was only one woman holding a baby in the yard, the Tartars strode over, raised their long sword, and wanted to kill people directly.

The woman's face was covered with tears, and she screamed in fear. She wanted to turn around and escape back to the house, but her feet seemed to be filled with lead and could not move.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew down from the room and was hitting the Tartars' shoulders, slamming the Tartars into screams, and one of his arms drooped softly.

Then it fell to the ground and broke into half, but it was an old tiles.

This old tiles were used by the Zhang family when they built an old house in the previous generations. Later, life was difficult, so the house was repaired and repaired, and the old tiles were replaced. There were only a few pieces left in the house. Who would have thought that a piece of them would fall to help their lives at this time!

When the woman was holding the child and thinking about whether her ancestors would bless her, she saw a man jumping out of the room, holding a hatchet in her hand, and with the power of the fall, the hatchet suddenly slashed.

This knife was soft and weak. Obviously, the person who took action had never practiced any moves, but with the momentum of falling, it added power, making the hatchet whistle and wind.

The Tartars only wanted to kill people and grab food, but they didn't expect that someone in the room was injured after being smashed by a tile. They didn't even need to dodge and were cut into the neck by the man in the room.

The hatchet was very sharp. Not only did it cut open half of the neck, but it even cut off the chain bones.

Blood instantly flew out of his neck, and the man fell from the room and squirted his face.

The woman was even more scared at this time and screamed and took a few steps back. Her back hit the wall of her house and did not fall.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, stop calling me, it's me..." The man was not tall and looked half-aged. When he turned his head, his face was covered with blood and he couldn't see clearly.

But when he heard his voice was very familiar, the woman looked at it and recognized it. She wiped her tears and asked tentatively: "You are Xin Qier..."

The beggar means a little beggar. I only know that his surname is Xin and he is from the village. No one can remember the name clearly. It is all because when he was born, his mother died of dysfunction.

His father served in Shanhaiguan. When he was two years old, he died on the battlefield, leaving only the orphan to survive with a tuberculosis uncle.

When he was five years old, the uncle died of illness, leaving the orphan to grow up eating a hundred families in the village.

It is said that they eat a hundred families, but no family has much food these days. When the child is so hungry, he naturally learns to sneak. As he grows up, few people in the village like this child.

Zhang Laosan is a honest person. He often helps Xin Qi'er on weekdays. The Zhang family's wife has quarreled with her men about this matter. When she saw this beggar, she often talked coldly, but she didn't expect that today she would save her mother and mother's life.

"Sister-in-law, I'm famous, not a beggar..." After saying that, the half-year-old boy turned around and took off the hatchet. Who would have thought that the chop was deep and stuck in the bone. After exerting force several times, he couldn't pull it out.

Seeing this, the boy simply picked up the long sword that had dropped by the Tartars, and then said to the Zhang family's wife: "Sister-in-law, please go quickly. I heard from Ergouzi that the Tartars snatched the Tianjia Fort dozens of miles away half a month ago, and there was no one left to live. I saw that the Tartars were going crazy, so I might as well run away quickly!"

The Zhang family's wife heard the words "Oh" and was about to go out with her child in her arms, but when she heard the sound of people in the village shouting that the horses were neighing, the chickens and dogs jumping, she was panicked and retreated.

The most fatal thing was that the sound of horse hooves came over, and it was obvious that the Tartars who rushed into the village. Seeing that the Tartars killed by the boy had not been moved for a long time, someone came to check it out.

The Zhang family’s wife had no idea and said to the young man: “Brother, I’m sorry to you on weekdays. For your third brother, you carry my son and leave. I…I can’t escape!”

The boy frowned: "It is easy for you to run out next to the entrance of the village. I will go out to lure the Tartars away later. You can see if the chance is right and you will be safe!"

At this time, the autumn grain was just half harvested, and there were still large areas of wheat that had not been harvested, so it was really difficult for people to find it when they were drilled into it.

"Brother..." The woman wanted to say something, the sound of horse hooves had already reached the door, and the young man rushed out with a knife. In the meantime, a Tartar in front of the door was about to dismount, and he raised his hand and slashed the horse's buttocks.

When the horse was frightened, it immediately ran out crazily. The knight who was about to dismount immediately fell down unsteadily. One foot was stuck in the stirrup. The man was dragged and screamed away on the ground. He probably would have lost his skin even if he was not dead.

This series of movement immediately alarmed the plundering Tartars in the village, and several more Tartars rushed over immediately.

At this time, there was a horse tied in front of Zhang Laosan's house, which was obviously left by the Tartar who had been killed by a hatchet. The boy climbed up clumsyly, then slapped the horse's buttocks with a long knife, and ran out towards the entrance of the village.

The Zhang family’s wife hid behind the door, and her tears fell down unstoppable. She looked at the boy’s back and murmured: “Brother, sister-in-law, I’m sorry for you!”
Chapter completed!