Jin Liangyu

Chapter 20 Uncles of the Liang family

"These bastards."

The angry voices of the father and son alarmed the people in the cave. Except for Jin Liangyu and his son, everyone else ran out and looked to the east. They saw thick smoke rising in the mid-air to the east, covering half of the sky.

"The boss?"

"Nine times out of ten, it's the Tatars who are burning the village."

"Oh my God." Liang was a little at a loss as she approached the war for the first time.

"Dad, I'm going to take a look at the top of the mountain." Zhou Lang said, looking in the direction of the smoke.

"Erlang, be careful. Don't let those Tatars see you."

"Dad, don't worry, I know."

After Zhou Erlang solemnly agreed, he ran towards the side of the mountain as fast as possible, ducking down and trying to keep his body as small as possible so as not to touch the trees on the mountain.

After he climbed up the mountainside with all his strength, he found a hidden position and looked towards the direction of the rising smoke, which was Shangyang Village.

He remembered that in his last life, Shangyang Village was not burned. How could it catch fire in this life?
  He was afraid that he had made a mistake, so he climbed up a little more quietly with extra caution.

In front of him was an open space of about ten feet, filled with green weeds and no trees that could cover it, so he had no choice but to stop.

Fortunately, there was a huge boulder nearby, so he lowered his body and climbed over it.

After he hid behind the boulder, he dared to continue looking in the direction of Shangyang Village.

This time he could clearly see several Tatar soldiers on horseback, holding torches in their hands, laughing and lighting fires in each yard.

Most of the villages were thatched houses, and soon most of the houses were set alight by the Tatar soldiers. The only good thing was that he saw no one in the village.

Just letting him watch his familiar homeland being ruined by these damn Tatars made him want to rush over and fight with them.

Fortunately, sanity still exists at the critical moment.

He is not alone here, there are his father-in-law and mother-in-law, as well as his lost wife and children.

Zhou Zuorang clenched his fists and stared at the Tatars. He wanted to remember the hatred of this moment.

He believed that the army and people of Daqi would work together to drive the Tatars out of Daqi's land.

"..." Suddenly, he noticed something slightly strange in the village. There seemed to be someone in the courtyard near the end of the village.

He didn't dare to make any big movements, so he cleverly stuck out half of his head and looked forward.

Unfortunately, I still can't see clearly.

Just when he was anxious, he heard a rustling sound coming from behind him. He looked back and hurriedly asked: "Dad, why are you here too?"

"I'm still worried."

"Most of Shangyang Village was burned down by those damn Tatars. Also, there seems to be someone in the yard of the house at the end of the village, but I can't see who it is."

"Let me take a look." Jin Sheng and his son-in-law changed positions, picked up something hanging around his neck, and looked at the place where his son-in-law just pointed.

When Jin Sheng saw clearly the three people, the big one and the small one, he lost his voice and said in surprise: "It's your uncle and your brother-in-law, and Xiao Lei with them."

"Why are they my uncle and the others?"

"When we came here yesterday, I told your uncle that we were here in Xishan. I guess they didn't have time to escape to the countryside before they met these Tatars."

After Jin Sheng finished speaking, he said to his son-in-law, "I have to save your uncle and the others."

"Dad, I'd better go, I'm more familiar with this area than you." After Zhou Lang finished speaking, he sat down on the hillside and looked down.

"Is this okay?"

Jin Sheng looked good and imitated his son-in-law, but as a novice, he was not good at learning and almost gnawed his head on the ground.

Fortunately, the son-in-law didn't look back, otherwise he would have lost his fortune.

Mrs. Liang and her eldest son had been waiting below. When they saw Weng and his son-in-law rolling down the mountain, they knew something was wrong.

"The boss."

"The Tatars are burning the village, and the eldest brother, the younger brother and Xiao Lei are still hiding in the house at the end of the village." "What should we do?"

"Don't be afraid, those Tatars are not many in number, I will go over to save my eldest brother and the others."

"I'll go with dad."

"I'll go too." Jinshan also picked up the shovel in his hand.

"Wait." Mrs. Liang called to them and ran into the cave. When she came out of the cave, she had several gleaming knives in her hands.

Father Jin took the long sword newly acquired by his daughter and smiled at Mrs. Liang knowingly. Meaning: His wife still understands him.

Looking at Jinshan and Zhoulang again, their eyes were like hooks, staring at the watermelon knife "滻欻" in the hands of their mother-in-law, which was glowing blue.

Oops, this is a short time. If this time were longer, there would definitely be sparks.

Mrs. Liang didn't waste any words. Each of them stuffed a watermelon knife into his hand, and then gave an order to them to go back quickly.

You have to come back unscathed.

"Hey, we'll be back soon." After Jin Sheng finished speaking, he rushed out with his son (son-in-law) boldly and proudly.

Mrs. Liang was worried, so she asked Mrs. Yang to cook. She also wanted to climb up the mountainside to see what was going on down the mountain.

But before Liang could climb up, she heard a gathering horn coming from a distance.

"Damn it, these Tatars want to run away after they do bad things." Jin Sheng, holding a long knife, cursed and hurried down the mountain.

But by the time they ran down the mountain, the Tatar soldiers had already disappeared.

Uncle Liang and Uncle Liang took Xiao Lei and hurriedly pushed the wheelbarrow towards the west mountain. They were afraid that the Tatar soldiers would attack them with carbine, and they would be paralyzed.

In this way, the two groups of relatives met in front of a forest.

"Big brother, little brother."

"Uncle, uncle."

"Uncle, uncle."

"Brother-in-law."

"Brother-in-law."

"Uncle."

"Hey."

Everyone quickly climbed up the mountain road amid a flurry of pleasantries.

After turning around the foot of the mountain, a few people were all hidden in the yellow and green mountains.

"Not to mention, this place is nice. If no one takes us, we won't be able to find this road."

"Yes, Erlang brought us here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to find it."

"Erlang, good job."

As soon as Uncle Liang finished speaking, everyone heard the rapid and messy sound of horse hooves coming from afar.

Without waiting for his brother's instructions, Uncle Liang retreated like an ape. When he hid his body and looked in the direction of Shangyang Village, he saw a group of about forty or fifty Tatar soldiers riding back.

"Damn, it's a good thing we ran fast, otherwise we would have been intercepted by these grandsons."

"It's so suspenseful."

Uncle Liang and Uncle Liang liked their nephew and son-in-law even more deeply.

Of course, my gratitude to my brother-in-law (brother-in-law) will not be less.

Several people also knew that even if they were bloody, this was not the time to be impulsive, so they could only endure the reluctance in their hearts and walk back.

Liang stuck his head out from behind the bunker and kept paying attention to the foot of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)