Chapter 605 Dehumanization

boom!

The hammer hit the dog's head hard, and the dog whined, then naturally let go of its mouth and fell to the ground.

The Wuhuan man cursed and looked down. There were two more rows of tooth marks on his legs, and blood was still coming out.

"The boss!"

At this time, the village also sensed something was wrong. A woman who was cooking at home came out to take a look. She rolled her eyes and almost fainted. I saw my man lying on the ground, with a heavy arrow stuck in his back and only pierced through his chest. His body was covered with blood, and his clothes and the ground were dyed red.

The woman was so sad that she couldn't help but stumbled up, hugged her man, held his head in her arms, and cried loudly.

"Master, wake up! How can the dog and I live without you?"

"I cooked a meal for you at home. I know you are tired these days, and I feel sorry for you. I even went to buy you two taels of wine. You should wake up."

Although the body in his arms was still warm, the farmer was unable to open his eyes after the sharp arrow pierced his chest. Everything the woman did was in vain.

"Han woman?"

A Wuhuan man said in Wuhuan language, while looking at her with greedy eyes.

When the woman heard the Wuhuan man's voice, she stood up alertly, and her fearful eyes met the Wuhuan man's greedy gaze.

The Wuhuan man chuckled, jumped off his horse, and walked slowly toward the woman. He threw his weapon on the ground, gently unbuttoned his clothes, and exposed his strong chest.

The woman's face changed drastically, as if she realized what was about to happen, and she shook her head desperately: "Don't come over, don't come over!"

The Wuhuan man showed a lewd smile, stepped forward step by step, unfastened his belt, grabbed the woman, pushed her to the ground, and pressed her forward.

The woman cried desperately, shouted, and scratched with her nails, but how could she resist the strong Wuhuan Bing? Wu Huanbing took off her clothes one by one, revealing her smooth skin, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of the woman's eyes.

"ah!"

Seeing that Wuhuanren was about to succeed, he didn't expect that this woman was so fierce that she actually opened her mouth and bit Wuhuanren's finger. The bite force of the teeth was so strong that Wuhuan Bing was bitten so hard that blood flowed and he cried out in pain.

"Damn Han slave!"

Whoosh!

A heavy arrow came with a sound of breaking through the air, and hit the woman in the back of the head. A puff of blood splashed on Wuhuan Bing's face. He finally pulled his fingers out of the woman's two rows of teeth. , already covered with blood and saliva, and the pain made him sweat.

"Hmph!" The person who saved him with an arrow was the centurion Gaisupu. He shouted dissatisfied: "A noble Wuhuan warrior was bitten by a Han slave. What a shame!"

Wu Huanbing lowered his head in shame, casually pulled off a piece of fur to wrap the wound, and got on his horse.

Gaisupu said coldly: "Kill all the Han slaves in the village to welcome you!"

"yes!"

After experiencing the farce just now, although nearly a hundred Wuhuan soldiers were very hungry for Han women with smooth and well-maintained skin, they did not dare to disobey the centurion's order.

A group of Wuhuan soldiers rode horses and cruised outside the village. When they saw Han people escaping, they shot an arrow. More Wuhuan people jumped off their horses and walked into the village with weapons in hand, searching for the Han people hiding in the village. Once they found them, they killed them with one knife without mercy.

A woman was hiding behind a water urn, and Wu Huanbing walked over. She hurriedly hid her breathing and saw Wu Huanbing's footsteps seem to be leaving. She just breathed a sigh of relief, but Wu Huanbing's attention was attracted.

A tall and thick Wuhuan man came over heavily, and the woman couldn't help but let out a sharp scream.

"Die, Hannu!"

Wuhuan Bing laughed sinisterly and raised his saber without hesitation.

With a click, the woman's screams stopped suddenly, a huge wound appeared on her neck, and her head hung softly.

Cellars, houses, and countless hiding places were opened by Wuhuan soldiers, and then the women and children hidden in them were dragged out, and then brutally killed. The village, which was still smoking, was suddenly littered with corpses and lifeless.

"Are there any Han slaves alive in the village?" Gaisupu asked loudly, riding on his horse.

"there is none left!"

Gaisupu nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, immediately tear down the house and light a fire, take out all the food from these Han people's homes, and invite the adults over."

Dozens of Wuhuan soldiers each divided their work. They collected the corpses of the Han people and threw them into a hill. Then they broke the wooden house, threw the broken boards on the ground, and threw torches on top. It didn't take long for a mass to appear. The bonfire burned and reached the sky.

The Wuhuan soldiers also picked up a ready-made meal for the woman waiting at home for her husband, and immediately took it out to devour.

Not long after, a earth-shaking sound of horse hooves slowly sounded, causing the ground to shake. However, the Wuhuan people in the village didn't care. They knew that these were their own soldiers and horses.

"how's it going?"

Thousands of cavalry came galloping around Nanlou. Wuhuan soldiers separated a road like waves. Nanlou slowly rode out and asked condescendingly.

"Sir!" Gaisupu rushed over and reported: "All the Han people in this village have been slaughtered. Please come in and rest."

Forgetting to glance at the pile of corpses, Nanlou nodded with satisfaction: "Very good. When you encounter Han slaves in the future, all the craftsmen and women will be taken away, and the men will be used as slaves, you know?"

"yes!"

The Wuhuan people are nomadic and lack technical talents, so they are in great need of Han craftsmen. Han women are far better in appearance and appearance than Wuhuan women, so they naturally like them very much, and Han men can also serve as slaves.

Nandu dismounted and dined with a group of captains and centurions beside a campfire to discuss the march route. After waking up the next day, the assembled troops rushed towards the county seat of Ning County. Before leaving, they did not forget to set a fire to burn the village clean.

The blazing fire burned straight into the sky, and the reflected sky seemed to turn red, and it could be seen clearly for dozens of miles around.

"Captain Zhao, I contacted some old brothers from Baima Yicong a few days ago. They heard that General Zhao wanted to avenge General Baima, and they all agreed to come."

"Well, that's great."

I saw more than a hundred riders walking slowly on the road. Their clothes and armor were not neat, giving off the smell of a motley army. However, although the man in the middle was wearing worn-out armor, he could not hide his aura. He was eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, red lips and white teeth. His eyes were as bright as stars. He held a bright silver gun in his hand, exuding Show a heroic spirit.