First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

They continue to shatter their hopes, and this cycle is like driving people crazy.

Qianqian noticed that all these Dongyihan people were exhausted, and their survival instinct forced them not to neglect their footsteps. Even if the entire face was only horrified, they must spare no effort to face forward. run.

Finally, an elderly man couldn't stand the long-distance running under the scorching sun, staggered and fell to the ground.About the moment he fell to the ground, he already knew that his fate was doomed, and his face showed a touch of despair and fear before death.

From this angle, you can clearly see his expression. He struggled to sit up first, and the horse's hoof behind him stopped tightly in front of him, probably to prevent his head from being crushed by the horse's hoof. The old man hugged him in horror. He stopped his head, looked at the backs of his relatives running away, and thought about what might happen to him in a while, besides being frightened, he was still frightened.

Nan Meng was ready to move. Although he was young and hadn't seen much of the world, he was a hero. When he saw these officers and soldiers, he didn't arrest the old man, but rode around him in circles on horseback. Wielding the horsewhip in his hand, he made a gesture to whip the scorching whip onto the old man's thin shirt, which was already in tatters, and rushed forward with a surge of enthusiasm.

Qianqian hurriedly pressed Nanmeng's hand, her eyes signaled him not to act rashly.

Nan Meng was very puzzled, but he always obeyed Qianqian's words. Seeing Qianqian's expression, he just snorted and resisted the urge to teach those people a lesson.

Qianqian said in a low voice: "This simple rogue fight is a confrontation between two countries. There may be a large number of troops behind these Daliao people. We must not act rashly. Let's take a look first!"

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Nanmeng's eyes seemed to be on fire, and he didn't know if he had listened to Qianqian's words. What he saw with his eyes at the moment were only those well-equipped Liao soldiers, laughing and scolding this unarmed, poor old man.

Qian Qian wanted to turn her face away, the friends who looked at the old man seemed to have slowed down, watching the old man, among them were poor people, unable to save him, they could only take a look and express their grief and indignation And reluctance.

Behind these Daliao cavalrymen seemed to be slowly approaching a man of considerable status. They naturally spread from the previous circle to the two sides, and lined up neatly in two rows to meet the man. people.

Qianqian marveled, these people are indeed masters of riding. They grew up on horseback since they were young, and their ability to control horses is indeed very powerful. However, who is this slow-moving person?General?Or a little leader?What is their purpose?Why dare to openly appear in a place that is not the border between the two countries?Is there a large number of officers and soldiers guarding behind him?

The old man was still struggling at first, but when he saw this situation, he knew that he was hopeless, and he looked helplessly at the leader who was slowly coming over on his horse...