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The tranquility of the fishing village was broken by the rapid sound of gongs.

The girl hurriedly rowed back to the village without caring about the fishing gear in the water. The power far beyond ordinary people made the boat look like an arrow off the string, and flocks of water birds and wild ducks were frightened. When rowing, she saw villagers in other waters also rushing back.

When he was about to return to the village, he turned a corner and rowed the boat into the reeds, grabbed a handful of reeds and tied a rope, picked up his shoes and jumped out of the boat.

Through the swaying grass, I saw that those people had reached the entrance of the village.

When she saw what they were wearing, the girl felt scared. There were more than 30 people, and the two of them rode tall horses, carrying knives, bows and arrows and other sundries on the horses. The servants were sweating profusely, all carrying armored arrows and holding long swords.

The girl knew that these were officers and soldiers, but it was different from the uniforms of officers and soldiers she had seen in the town. She could smell a **** smell from far away, and the stains on the clothes didn't look like dust.

Under the century-old tree at the entrance of the village, the old village chief and the men waited anxiously.

The elderly and children watched from a distance.

The horse walked up to the villagers, and the strong man on the horse looked down at the villagers indifferently. The horse snorted and scared the villagers back. Most of them didn't dare to lift their heads. cause trouble.

The strong man seemed very satisfied with the performance of his crotch mount, and glanced at the old village chief in front of the crowd.

"Are you the village chief?"

The old village chief bowed his head tremblingly.

"The villain is the village chief, the adults come to us..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the strong man raise his hand, and the old village chief quickly shut up.

The strong man glanced at the villagers under the tree, and at the nervous old people and children hiding in their homes.

"From now on, you are no longer from the Chen country, do you hear clearly?"

"..."

The villagers looked down at each other, not knowing what they meant. Since the officers and soldiers said no, it’s no. It doesn’t matter what country is related to the fishing village. In the eyes of the villagers, the town’s patriarch is the largest, and Chen Guo was only heard before. said.

It was definitely the enemy army.

Strong men seem to be accustomed to this kind of situation.

"Remember, in the future you will be the citizens of Jingguo, and we are the Jingguo officers and troops ordered to suppress bandits. Come and prepare dinner for us."

The old village chief opened his mouth and finally did not dare to refute.

"Yes, sir, wait a moment, I'll go make a fire and cook."

Glancing at the number of people, he signaled the villagers to leave quickly. As they walked back, they arranged for each household to cook.

Food is the life of every household, but if you don't cook, you will die immediately.

The strong man instructed his men to rest in the threshing field. In addition to the sentinels, more than 30 soldiers put down their rucksacks, some took off their shoes and poked their feet, some pointed to the women in the village, and the two strong men on horseback muttered a few words after dismounting. One of them took out a whistle and blew it hard.

Looking up at the sky while blowing.

The fisher girl looked up and saw that there was nothing in the sky.

After a while, the strong man blew his whistle even more anxiously, his cheeks flushed and he refused to stop, and the other soldiers were silent and did not dare to make a sound.

It seemed that something very important was missing, and the girl remembered the strange falcon she saw in the morning.

About an incense stick passed, the strong man looked into the distance of the lake, and a black spot appeared on the skyline.

The strong man finally breathed a sigh of relief and waited with a smile on his face.

The fisherman girl in the grass carefully observed the black spots with far beyond ordinary eyesight, and confirmed that it was the eagle that was bullied and expelled by the crows in the morning. She didn't see any crows. She remembered that the crows had already returned when the fish cage was placed in the morning.

After waiting for a while, the strong man suddenly realized that something was wrong with the falcon.

When the falcon flew closer, the strong man's face was very ugly.

The originally mighty eagle was scarred.

The feathers were stained with blood, the wings were tattered, and they fell down exhausted.

The strong man ran a few steps to catch the eagle, only then did he see that the eagle's back was more seriously injured, and the large feathers that were pecked by something were missing and bloody, and his appearance was very miserable.

"Bastard! Who killed my eagle!"

The roar echoed over the fishing village, scaring the village children to rush home.

The girl smiled slightly, then slowly backed away from the reeds and went home secretly. She also shared her share of things in the village.

Walking through the grass and passing the neighbor's fence, the neighbor's aunt who was cooking was stunned when she saw it, and hurried to the front of the fence.

Looking left and right, he didn't find the enemy soldier with the knife, and he reprimanded in a low voice in anger.

"What are you doing here, girl? You're making me so anxious! Go away! Run away so they don't see it!"

"If something happens in the village, my family can also get food..."

"You don't need to pay for your food. I'll take care of it for you at home. Hurry up! Go to the valley and wait for someone to find you before coming back. Take all these with you."

Reached out and stuffed the dried fish on the shelf into the girl's arms.

"Sister Xiang you and the others have all passed, so hurry up and leave! Don't look back!"

The aunt next door hurriedly pushed the girl away, and she was relieved to see the girl get into the grass and disappear.

In this time of chaos, people's lives are like grass, and the people in the village are not stupid. Anyone who has a young woman has to hide it secretly.

The girl glanced at her house.

Chickens, ducks and geese go home by themselves at night. The only valuables in the house are dried fish and grain, and that rusty knife...

After thinking about it, I thought it was important to hide first, anyway, no one would like a rusty knife.

I silently thank the crows when drilling the grass. Fortunately, the local crows pecked the falcons to death. I have heard many anecdotes. Among them, there are stories of some hunters taming falcons. Eagles can help hunters scout out their prey~www. readwn.com~ Once caught, it's hard to escape.

If there is no siege of crows, the women in the village will be discovered no matter how secret they hide.

He sneaked back to the reeds, untied the rope and rowed away carefully.

Immediately after getting on the boat, I felt at ease. The children of the fishing village grew up near the water with excellent water skills, and no one could catch up with them in the water.

When I have nothing to do, I go to the valley in a hurry, hide in the dense reeds and peek at dried fish.

When the meal was ready, the old village chief led the men and the elderly to deliver meals to those people, including green vegetables and dried fish.

Who would have guessed that something went wrong as soon as the food was delivered.

The leading strong man pointed at the old village chief and scolded and scolded the old village chief. The old village chief bowed his head and bent down and begged bitterly. Who would have guessed that the strong man turned around and picked up the longbow. Chickens are old hens that the Wang family often hatches eggs.

Then the unfamiliar enemy troops scattered all over the place to catch chickens, and the chickens in the village were crying and crying for a while.

The girl who witnessed this scene gritted her teeth in anger, clenched her fists and tried to suppress her anger. They also grabbed her own chickens. Several of them were my grandfather's favorites. My grandfather looked forward to laying more eggs every day. Sell ​​money in the town, buy back salt and needles, and make the most fragrant egg soup.

An arrow shot to death a chicken that ran around, and the old people in the village were crying...

The chicken's cry before death is like a needle pierced into the heart, but he can only watch and can't do anything.

From this moment, something called hatred appeared in the girl's heart.

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