Chapter 89 A head falls to the ground!
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At night, Liujiatun was completely dark, with no light at all. Even with the moonlight shining from the sky, you could only vaguely make out a silhouette.
"Pah!" Agulang of the Mohe Blackwater Tribe spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground. After clearing his throat, he pointed to the houses under the moonlight and mumbled something to the dozen or so Mohe barbarians behind him.
Translated into Chinese, it means: "Last time we robbed a lot of good stuff here. Don't be fooled by the fact that we didn't light any lamps; that's because the Han people are saving on lamp oil."
We'll sleep here tonight, and tomorrow at dawn, the brothers will pick up their machetes, go down the mountain, and have everything we need!
Ha ha! "
Having tasted the deliciousness of plunder, how could the barbarians possibly bear to give up and never come back for another bite of meat?
Li Shiyue and the others were all gathered at Li Youfu's house. The windows were covered with cloth, and the only light inside came from a small flame on the kang table.
"I guess they either waited until dawn to come down, or they slept enough and came down at noon when they thought everyone's family was still there."
If it's the first scenario, then we don't need to lure the enemy deep into our territory. We can just set up an ambush and kill them one by one when the opportunity arises.
If it's the second type, then we'll need the lambs and the auntie.
Li Shiyue smiled at Erdan's mother and the lamb sitting together on the ground, "When the time comes, Auntie and the lamb will just carry baskets and pretend to be coming home from the fields. When they get close, you two should run and hide in the cellar inside the house!"
Li Shiyang suddenly followed up Li Shiyue's words, saying, "The town did indeed offer a reward of five taels of silver for each barbarian's head; they would give the silver as soon as they saw a head."
However, everyone, don't just think about money. If you can't match the speed with which Sister October can behead someone in one go, then two or three of you working together can also succeed.
No matter how good money is, the most important thing is that we ourselves live.
Because of Li Shiyang's words, Li Shiyue suggested that everyone find a group to team up with, two or three people at a time, which would be better than fighting alone.
In the middle of the night, Li Shiyue went up to the roof. She sat on the roof, calmed herself down, and closed her eyes to listen to the sounds of the Black Mountain.
Apart from a few sounds of wind and birdsong, there was nothing else to hear.
Back in their own house, neither Li's mother nor the others slept.
Lying next to Li's mother, Li Shiyue turned over and hugged her, whispering in her ear, "Mother, don't be afraid, I'm here. Sleep well, you need to get enough sleep to feel better."
As dawn approaches, things are already visible, but it's not as bright as full daylight; it's hazy, as if a thin veil has been draped over everything.
Li Shiyue had finished eating and was about to go out alone with her wood-chopping knife.
She originally wanted to go out alone, but her mother disagreed. Li Qiutian also wanted to go with her.
Li Shiyue demonstrated her speed on the spot and made Li Qiutian confirm that she carried Li Qiutian from the top of the mountain to the bottom yesterday without getting tired, proving that she was the safest on her own and that others following her would only slow her down.
Only then did Li's mother let her leave.
As soon as she stepped outside, she saw Ma Zi running towards her from not far away. "October, they're coming down!"
Li Shiyue stopped and looked at Ma Zi, "Brother Ma Zi, did you see that?"
He nodded vigorously. "I was with Wang Shisan. That kid has sharp eyes; he saw it first!"
"Brother Ma, stick to the plan!"
Agulang led the way, with the rest of the barbarians following behind him, forming a fairly orderly formation.
When they were halfway up the mountain, Agulang looked down and sensed something was wrong; it was too quiet.
However, Agulang thought back to the last time he and his brothers went down the mountain to plunder, they killed at least half of the people. Now that half of the people are gone, it's understandable that things are quieter.
But now that they were at the foot of the mountain, about a hundred or eighty steps from the nearest house, Agulang stopped. The barbarian behind him almost bumped into Agulang's back without noticing.
At this moment, Agulang gestured for the barbarians to stop, and he began to ramble on and on: "Something's not right, something's not right!"
The Han people are the most diligent; even before dawn, they should be up.
But listen, can you hear anything?
It was so quiet it was as if no one was there!
This group of barbarians was led by Agulang, not only because Agulang was brave, but also because Agulang's uncle was the chieftain of the Heishui Mohe.
Agulang drew his curved sword from his waist and said to the two men behind him, "You guys go over there, you go around to the front from the back, the rest of you follow me."
After watching the two men leave with three or four people each, Agulang gestured to the men behind him. The two barbarians then drew their knives and stepped forward, standing on either side of Agulang.
They rushed into the nearest courtyard at the foot of the mountain. Just standing at the gate, Agulang knew that no one lived there.
Why do I say that?
Because the dustpans scattered on the ground hadn't been picked up, and the vegetable garden was trampled and messy, it was obvious that this was probably left behind when he brought people here last time.
We went to six or seven more houses, but there was no one there, not a single person!
Agulang frowned, took off his leather hat, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and put the hat back on.
Just then, he looked up and saw smoke rising from the roof of a house in front of him!
When they arrived at the entrance to the courtyard with smoke rising from the chimney, the two barbarians kicked the door open and went inside. There was no one in the courtyard, but a shout of "Ah!" broke the silence.
Agulang stood behind and looked out, and saw a child's head peeking out from the kitchen door!
After the lamb showed its face, it quickly pulled its head back in.
Finally seeing people, the two barbarians grabbed their knives and headed straight into the kitchen.
What greeted them first was Erdan's mother swinging her arms wide and using all her strength to splash scalding hot water on their faces!
"Ah! Jiriwara..."
Even if you can't understand the barbarians' language, you don't need to understand their cries of pain; you can understand them just by looking at them.
Erdan's mother casually slammed the heavy, dry wooden basin onto the head of the barbarian closest to her.
Taking advantage of the moment when another barbarian reached out to touch his face, Li Shiyue quickly stepped forward, jumped up, and slashed down with his sword!
A head falls to the ground!
Bright red blood spurted from the severed neck, spraying all over the face of the barbarian who had been hit by the wooden basin!
By the time the barbarian raised his scimitar with his eyes closed, Li Shiyue's blade had already slashed down.
Another head falls to the ground!
In the corner of the kitchen, Erdan's mother held a lamb in one arm and covered her mouth with the other.
Li Shiyue stood behind the door for a few moments, but no one came in!
However, Li Shiyue knew that there were still people outside!
She could hear three heartbeats outside!
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