A group of refugees, their eyes reddened by the aroma of meat, rushed madly towards Kuishan Village, much like an old bachelor who had been celibate for ten years seeing a naked beauty.
"Kill! Rob! Whoever gets it keeps it!"
The nearly one thousand refugees arrived near Kuishan Village without any trouble. They were immediately drawn to the large number of other refugees standing nearby.
Huang Dahu raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, and he called over Peng Wannian to watch the refugees across from him warily.
Why don't these guys come into the village?
Peng Wannian explained, “These are all people who came here from Wuchuan with me, but Lu Tu wouldn’t let us in. I’m not lying to you, Huang Zhuangshi, he’s hiding inside eating meat and won’t even give us a drop of soup.”
At this moment, some people in the refugee group recognized Peng Wannian as Peng Yan, who had previously expressed to Sun Meng his desire to kill the Wuhuan. Moreover, the two were from the same clan.
Peng Yan spotted the shifty-eyed Peng Wannian at a glance, stood up and scolded, "Peng Wannian, what are you doing back here, you coward? And you brought a whole bunch of people with you. What are you up to?"
Peng Wannian scolded, "You little brat, I'm still your second uncle, how dare you talk to me like that!"
Peng Yan spat on the ground disdainfully: "Pah! You didn't even repay the money when my father was seriously ill, and now you still have the nerve to talk to me about our relationship? We're not relatives anymore!"
"Alright, alright, you little brat, just like your deadbeat father, you're useless. Warrior Huang, let's ignore them and go straight into the village."
Huang Dashan raised his long sword: "Charge with me!"
Peng Yan was shocked; these guys had actually come to rob him!
He was about to run into the village when he saw the soldiers guarding the village entrance standing there calmly, as if they hadn't seen the group of refugees at all.
Peng Yan shouted anxiously, "Brother Bing, quickly go and report to Lord Lü that there is an enemy attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a large, dark mass of people appeared behind the few gatekeepers who had previously been guarding the gate.
Each person was gnawing on meat in one hand and holding a bloodstained long knife in the other. Led by a man wielding a golden spear, they stood quietly at the village entrance, staring at the group of refugees before them.
Even though Huang Dahu was stunned, he realized the situation and quickly stopped. When he met the man holding the golden spear's eyes, he immediately had second thoughts. It was as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, which made him feel a chill down his spine!
"Who is he?" Huang Dahu was about to turn around and ask Peng Wannian, who was leading the way, but when he didn't get a response for a moment, he turned around and saw that Peng Wannian, who had been following him, had already taken off running in the opposite direction!
"Fuck you, you bastard!"
As soon as Huang Dahu finished cursing, he heard the sound of uniform, heavy footsteps. He looked straight ahead with a look of fear in his eyes.
A group of soldiers with faces as calm as death marched toward them. No one spoke a word; only the sound of hundreds of footsteps echoed as they descended in unison.
Each time the sound fell, it seemed to strike the hearts of Huang Dahu and the others, making their scalps tingle!
He had never seen such a majestic border army before, and judging from the chilling aura emanating from them, it was clear that they were Lü Tu, who had just fought against the Wuhuan people, and his elite troops.
Huang Dahu had been a bandit for two years, and he believed that he had killed countless people and was full of murderous aura. Along the way, he subdued a group of refugees and took them under his command with his methods and courage.
But when facing Lü Tu, he was as weak as a child. At that moment, he had only one thought: whoever was fighting against this group of people with murderous intent would find even death a luxury!
Just as Huang Dahu and the others were about to run, they saw a row of longbows erected behind Lü Tu, all with bows drawn and arrows nocked, ready to shoot at them at any moment. Even if he had four legs, it would be impossible for him to escape at such close range.
Huang Dashan hissed in a low voice, "You trusted those scoundrels! Do you think we can mess with Lü Tu? You've really ruined our lives!"
"Second brother, what do you suggest we do now?"
"What else can we do? The same old thing!"
The two looked at each other and nodded, as if they had made a well-thought-out decision.
The next second, the two of them knelt down in front of Lü Tu with a thud, and not only that, they kowtowed repeatedly on the ground, crying their eyes out.
"Your Excellency, could you be the War God of Wuchuan, Lü Tu? Please accept our bow!"
The refugees who had come to rob him saw how spineless their leader, Brother Huang Dahu, was and immediately forgot their original purpose for coming here, and many of them knelt down as well.
They began to use their most proficient methods, and for a moment, cries of agony echoed throughout the village entrance: "Lord Lü, please save us! We really can't go on living like this!"
"Yes, Lord Lü, we have come to seek refuge with you. Please, Lord Lü, have some compassion and give us a meal."
Lu Tu quietly approached Huang Dahu, pointing the tip of his golden spear at his neck: "Trying to rob me, is that it?"
Huang Dahu felt a chilling sensation from the tip of the gun, and he trembled all over in fear, showing no trace of his past as a bandit for two years.
"Your Honor, you have wronged us! We, your brother and I, have heard of your superb martial arts skills and have come to learn from you and become your disciples!"
But before he could finish speaking, Lü Tu stabbed him through the heart with a spear. Even in his dying moments, he couldn't understand why Lü Tu had attacked him so directly. Even when he was a bandit, Lü Tu would have at least asked him a few more questions.
When Huang Dahu fell down, his brother Huang Dashan burst into tears: "Sir, I warned Huang Dahu before he came that he shouldn't provoke you. Everyone heard that."
Lu Tu stuffed the last piece of horse meat into his mouth and chewed, spitting out bone fragments with disdain: "You look somewhat like him, are you brothers?"
"Yes...it's me and him..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was stabbed to death again. Then, Lu Tu looked at the other kneeling refugees and asked, "Do they have any other accomplices? Point them out."
More than twenty thugs who had previously followed Huang Dahu were quickly identified by other refugees and all of them were executed by Lü Tu.
After doing all this, Lü Tu calmly swept his gaze over the refugees present: "What did you just say? You come to me because you can't survive, so I'm obligated to save you?"
"We dare not hope that you will save us, sir; we only hope that you will spare our lives!"
Nie Yun and the others next to Lü Tu Chong laughed: "See? They were trying to steal my grain before, but then they asked me to give them grain. Now they don't even want the grain anymore, they just want me to let them go."
He showed no pity for these refugees, unlike the previous ones; these guys had even tried to kill him.
Lu Tu then turned to look at these people: "You want to live, right? Sign a contract of servitude and become my slaves from now on, and I'll feed you!"
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