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Chapter 8 Killing is a Good Deed

Late at night, the horse dung in the stove of Fengsui Castle was lit by a coquettish flame.

Su Ce held a clay pot in his arms, which contained ashes filled with sparks from the stove. Su Ce did not dare to relax. He was willing to trust Li Feng's intuition.

Some things are very mysterious, but the animal nature is left in human beings, and people who have experienced killing can feel the danger even more.

Su Ce didn't understand what murderous intent was, but he couldn't forget the mysterious feeling of tightness on his back the moment before the three wolves charged towards him that day. Sui Shuai said it was murderous intent.

"Hoo!", the white air disappeared like an arrow, and it disappeared in an instant. There were a lot of clouds tonight, and nothing could be seen clearly except the firelight.

Su Ce was glad that he always caught fish for everyone to eat cod liver. Although he didn't know how to make cod liver oil, the ingredients were in it. After eating cod liver for so long, no one among the six people in the castle said they couldn't watch it at night.

"Hush...shh..."

got windy!

Su Ce leaned against the wall and used a wooden stick to pick out the clay pot in his arms. There were a little more sparks in it.

The dark clouds moved sideways and the moon came out.

Su Ce breathed a sigh of relief. With the moonlight, he could see four hundred steps away. If the barbarians dared to come, the crossbowman next to him would not be polite.

I rubbed my neck, which was constantly turning, and kept turning my head to look around. My neck was a little sore.

Suddenly, Su Ce's movements stopped.

Four hundred steps away, there were an unusual number of black spots on the snow.

He calmly took out the leather bag from his arms and stringed the crossbow. The crossbow and crossbow made a loud creaking sound.

Su Ce opened the lids of the three pots of crossbow arrows, revealing heavy black crossbow arrows, and shouted at the stairs in a low voice: "There seems to be a barbarian!"

There was no response, only the clanging of armor plates and the creaking of bow strings.

In the blink of an eye, the four people who stayed on the second floor climbed up to the third floor with bows and arrows, and hid behind the female wall with their bodies low.

"Where!" Li Feng's hoarse voice sounded.

"True north, four hundred steps!" Su Ce revealed half of his face from the watchtower and shouted to the ground.

"Hiss!" Li Feng took a breath of cold air. Looking from a distance, the snow was covered with dense black spots.

Zhou Zheng raised his head, looked north, counted the number, and exclaimed: "Commander Sui, the number of people is two brigades!"

"Don't be afraid. As long as we block the first wave, Hungry Hu will have no strength. Besides, Hungry Hu will be driven out empty-handed. We have enough arrows and sharp swords and guns. It is Hungry Hu, Su Ce, and others who should be afraid.

Now look for the leader, two hundred steps, release the crossbow, Junjun, when the crossbow string rings, light a puff of smoke and a fire stand. The others, one hundred and fifty steps with a horned bow, shoot, slightly bow, seventy steps,

Shoot." Li Feng was not frightened. Fear was the most useless thing at this time.

"promise!"

The sound of armor scraping against the wall was unpleasant, and everyone quickly dispersed to their positions. Su Ce sat behind the thick wooden raft of the watchtower, with his back straight, his left hand firmly grasping the crossbow arm, and his right hand wearing a rough

Rabbit skin gloves, with four fingers in the shape of claws, slowly pull the crossbow string and clamp the crossbow string on the crossbow teeth.

Hold the crossbow body flat with your left hand, and place a heavy crossbow arrow in the groove of the crossbow body with your right hand.

Half standing up, he held the crossbow in his left hand, grasped the tail of the crossbow in his right hand, and placed his index and middle fingers on the body of the crossbow. His eyes followed Wangshan and aimed at one of the neatly dressed Hu men, and his attention was focused on Wangwangshan.

Li Feng's fingers holding the horned bow were a little white, and he estimated the distance based on experience. Everyone listened in silence to Li Feng's report.

"Three hundred steps!"

"Two hundred and fifty steps, Su Ce, get ready!"

"Two hundred steps, let go!"

"Boom!" Lu was as fast as a horse, and his bow was like a thunderbolt.

"Whoosh!"

There are no horses here, only the dull thunder of crossbows and the whistle of crossbow arrows piercing the sky.

The heavy crossbow with black fletching could not trace its trajectory in the night, and Su Ce did not observe the results. He cocked the arrow, released the crossbow, took aim, and fired.

The Hu people on foot saw the leader fall down with the roar of an arrow. These elderly Hu people did not know that they had been discovered.

Loud gurgling noises broke the silence of the night.

Su Ce saw that the previously cautious Hu men began to stride forward, and some of them were holding simple ladders. There were no tall trees on the grassland, and these ladders were all spliced ​​together with short logs as thick as their arms.

Su Ce didn't have time to observe, and the crossbow in his hand shot out one arrow after another.

"One hundred and fifty, Junjun, shoot!"

When the third heavy crossbow arrow from the arm-opening crossbow in Su Ce's hand was fired, the barbarians who were rushing towards him were already close to a distance of 150 steps.

Obviously, although these hungry Hus are the old and weak who have been expelled, the old and weak on the grassland are not the old men with no strength to restrain the chicken. Which Hu people who can survive to this day have not gone south in their prime?

When Su Ce loaded the crossbow, he was still looking for the Hu man giving orders, but the figures were so intertwined that he had no chance to look carefully. He could only target the Hu man wearing leather armor.

There were two men in this group of barbarians wearing shabby leather armor, and these were Su Ce's primary targets.

Li Feng's shouting did not stop.

"Baibu, Zhou Zheng, Sanlang, pull!"

"shoot!"

It was too late, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, hungry beasts all over the mountains and plains rushed to the fire.

The guards on the three-story high platform quickly pulled their crossbows without hesitation, and shot arrows through the night.

Approaching the fire, Su Ce was stunned for a moment, seeing his gray beard and hair, his rickety and thin frame, the animal skins that were not covering his body, rough stone axes, stone spears...

These are a bunch of hungry people!

"Zhou Zheng! Why are you so stunned? If these people come in, none of us will survive!"

Li Feng's angry shouts woke up Su Ce, who was stunned. He pressed the hanging knife with his fingers, and a crossbow arrow killed a hungry man who shouted loudly.

Practice military discipline and keep silent before the battle.

"Ah...ah..."

However, except for Li Feng, the five people on the high platform were able to shout out instructions accurately. The minds of the others, including Su Ce, went blank. They yelled, but in the end they could only shout the word "ah".

The fort gate is the focus of defense. Two small bows shoot at the fort gate non-stop.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"



The dull banging on the door caused Zhou Zheng and Liu Sanlang's bows to bend rapidly and twist.

Two wooden ladders were placed on the parapet of Fengsui Fort. Apparently, the length of the wooden ladders was estimated.

Li Feng and Zhao Junjun threw their horned bows into the corner, picked up their spears, and stabbed Hungry Hu on the wooden ladder in the chest.

The thrown stones hit the iron helmet, making people's ears ring.

The spear was grabbed by Hungry Hu who was about to die. If he could pull it back, he could only pull it back. If he couldn't pull it back, he could only push it down hard. The Hu man and the spear on his body fell to the ground.

Stones, soil, and wooden spears hit the body, and it is difficult to penetrate whether it is leather armor or iron armor. However, the force is transmitted to the body through the thick dark clothes, just like being punched. It can withstand it, but it can't be grinned.

avoid.

The visor on Zhao Junjun's face was covered with dirt. Just now, a clod of dirt hit his visor. The broken dirt squinted his eyes and he could only poke it down according to the memory. Tears were streaming down his face but he didn't dare to close his eyes.

Under the night, the Beacon Castle looked small on the earth. There was no morality here, only a group of hungry and crazy people and a group of people who didn't want to die.

The one-sided killing lasted for half an hour, and the shouts of killing disappeared.

A barbarian wearing leather armor was sitting by the fire facing the north, grabbing his corpse by the arm and putting it on the fire to roast.

The hoarse voice sang a ballad that Su Ce couldn't understand. The rough singing contained the beauty of this barbarian's life.

Zhou Zheng and Liu Sanlang's arms could no longer stretch their bows, and the white feather arrows they had been issued had been used up. They collapsed behind the female wall.

Zhao Junjun lifted his visor, and Li Feng took a water bottle to help him wash away the debris in his eyes. It seemed that the water could help the crying son-in-law wash away the killing in front of him.

With his back against the raft, Su Ce suddenly wanted to smoke. He took out a half-eaten stick of licorice from his arms. The hint of sweetness on his lips made Su Ce close his eyes.

Soon the singing stopped under the fort, and Su Ce opened his eyes and turned to look.

The gray-haired Hu man held the roasted arms of his companion and looked up at the bright moon. Surrounded by his companions who were lying on the ground.

Su Ce stood up and took out a cloth bag from the wooden frame of the watchtower. Inside was two kilograms of fried beans, which were usually snacks for everyone when they went to watch.

He shook his arms and shouted: "Eat, eat..."

Su Ce didn't care whether the foreigner could understand or not. When he saw the foreigner turning to look at him, he tied the bag tightly, rolled it into a ball and threw it away.

The cloth bag fell in the middle of the foreigner and the Fengsui Fort. The foreigner dropped the roasted arms in his hands and crawled to the cloth bag. He picked up the cloth bag and untied it. Regardless of the dirt and blood on his hands, he stretched out his hand.

He grabbed a handful of beans and stuffed them into his mouth.

The crispy beans break under the crushing force of the teeth, and the bean aroma fills the entire mouth.

Su Ce slid down the wooden raft and sat down. The five people on the high platform took out the dried meat that Su Ce had prepared. This is a habit of the frontier troops. When fighting, you must have a piece of meat in your arms. When fighting, there is no time.

I haven’t ordered anything yet, but I have a piece of meat in my arms. Only by eating it can I gain strength.

At this time, everyone alive inside and outside Fengsui Castle was eating, filling their stomachs, which was the happiest thing.

"Jiligulu, gulu..." Su Ce heard it, and the other four people also heard the shouts of the barbarians outside the fort.

They all stood up and looked at the barbarians outside the fort.

Hu Ren smiled at Su Ce, with a pair of pure eyes like a baby. Hu Ren tried his best to stand up straight, put his right hand on his left chest, and lowered his head slightly.

Su Ce also stood up straight, clenched his fist and hit his left chest.

Hu Ren saw Su Ce's response, grinned, pointed at his chest, then straightened his arms and closed his eyes.

Su Ce couldn't bear it. It had nothing to do with morality or likes and dislikes. He sighed, used his sore arm to unstretch the crossbow string, loaded the crossbow string, took out a heavy crossbow arrow from the quiver, and placed it on the groove of the crossbow arm.

There is nothing wrong with the standing crossbow movement.

Crossbow, aim, fire.

The heavy crossbow arrow accurately penetrated the Hu man's left chest and stuck to the ground with unabated force.

The blood on the crossbow shaft slowly dripped onto the snow.

"Plop..." With a sound, the Hu man's body fell on his back with a smile on his face.

"Huh..." Su Ce slumped on the watchtower, leaning on the wooden raft, looking at the corpse of the foreigner, without moving his eyes for a long time.

Li Feng walked up to the watchtower, helped Su Ce down, and said to everyone: "The hungry Hus will not survive. The Hus will be expelled. We will not accept the Hus who are stained with the blood of our people. Instead of letting them live in the wild

If they turn into wild beasts, it’s better to give them a good time and get over it. In the middle of the night, I will go on guard and everyone can go to sleep. The reinforcements from the garrison will come tomorrow. After seeing the blood, there is no need to go to the garrison and Guanzhen. As usual, the meeting will be held in advance

After completing the garrison period, join the regular army and become the regular army of Anbei. Don't think too much about it, this is a good deed!"

"What if we die in battle?" Zhou Zheng said with his head lowered.

Li Feng smiled and kicked Zhou Zheng, and scolded him with a smile: "I'm tired of living, boy. I'll die in battle and lose my life. What else can I think about? Just live a good life for me!"


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