"Then I'll see."
The leading barbarian soldier raised an eyebrow and smiled, tossing him the bow and arrows in his hand. He was overjoyed, as if he had found a treasure, drew out an arrow, held it in his hand, let out a sharp whistle, and mounted his horse.
There were about a dozen civilians surrounding the central area.
The barbarian soldiers rode their horses and scattered the crowd, leaving only the girl in the center, desperately protecting the old man behind her.
"Nier, move aside."
The old man's hands trembled as he tried to pull the girl away, but she didn't move an inch. She tightly gripped the hairpin she had pulled from her hair, and her eyes were as fierce as a wolf's.
But she could only watch in awe. The barbarian soldiers rode forward, bent down, and the arrows in their hands ripped the girl's clothes across her chest.
With a tearing sound, he hooked the fabric with his other hand, dragging the girl along, her clothes ripped off.
The icy wind blew fiercely against her body.
“Ni’er”.
The old man cried out in despair and rushed forward to help, but a horsewhip came flying down from above his head.
Upon seeing this, the girl, disregarding the fact that she was completely naked, felt her breath catch in her throat: "Grandpa..."
When the barbarian soldiers saw this, they not only showed no pity, but instead put their fingers in their mouths and whistled in a jeering manner.
The old man had a full head of white hair and was about fifty years old. His body was withered and emaciated. If this whip had landed, he would probably have lost his life.
The girl lunged towards the old man, exposing more of her skin. The barbarian soldiers' eyes changed, and the soldier who struck first curled his lips into a cruel smile.
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